Loyola University Maryland - Evergreen / Green and Gray Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

Text from Pages 1 - 236 of the 1919 volume:

1919 THE LOYOLA HONOR ROLL ★★★★★★★★★★ HXSKiX JOHX GAXSTEU lV)rn April 24, 1893. Killed in airi)lane accident (France), May 18, 1918. Age 25 year.s, 24 days. ★★★★★★★★★★ LIEU l JOSEPH T. HAXLOX Horn March 3, 1893. Killed in action, July 31, 1918. Age 25 years, 4 months, 28 days. ★★★★★★★★★★ PRIVATE CYRIL A. EMORY Horn December 30, 1891. Killed in action, September 30, 1918. Age 20 years, 9 months. ★★★★★★★★★★ CORPORAL 0. FRAXK WEAI HERLEY Horn September 13, 1898. Killed in action, October 15, 1918. Age 20 years, 1 month, 2 days. ★★★★★★★★★★ CAPTAIX WILLIAM J. KEATIXC Horn October 31, 1894. Killed in action, October 27, 1918. Age 23 years, 11 months, 20 days. ★★★★★★★★★★ LIEUT. JOHX p. M cCarthy Horn May 31, 1895. Died ol j)neumonia (Xew Haven, Conn.), March 8, 1918. Age 23 years, 8 months, 8 days. TO THE I i n Ml i i M ' If If If If If f If If If f I I If 713 ■ili ' I f IW If I 73 SACRED MEMORY OE HER MARTYRED SONS WHO DYING FOR THEIR COUNTRY GAVE TESTIMONY UNDYING OF SUPREME PATRIOTISM THIS VICTORY NUMRER OF THE LOYOLA ANNUAL IS PROUDLY, LOVINGLY DEDICATED RY ALMA MATER If If f IS s s s I s s s s s f s s If f s s s f f s s 73 If w ijlu s s s s s s 19 (j ' ul I s ENSIGN JOHN GANSTER Ensign Ganster’s “Wings’’ as Wai -Pilot on Land and Sea 6 h Eu0ign 3ol)u (iauatpr M IS S UST as the Annual was going to press last year, a cable (lesi)ateh announced the death on May 18, 1918, ol Ensign John (ianster, sanctuary boy at St. Ignatius’ Church and student at Loyola High School. John had just completed his twenty-fifth year, having been born in Baltimore on Ain il 24, 1893. After tinishing his High School course, he took up the study of law and began practice with his brother, H. Walter Ganster, Jr., also a former Loyola student. His fondness for i)hysical exercise was helping to fit him for the strenuous work he was later to do for his countiT- He was a member of the Baltimore Athletic Club and was one of the relay team of four from the club which established the swimming record for 160 yards some years ago, a record which has not yet been broken. He was also a member of the water polo team that took part in the Olympic games at Stockholm, Sweden, several years before the war. Early in 1917, when it became apparent that war was inevitable with Germany, John stated that inasmuch as the Lhiited States was not in a ])osition to wage a successful war with Germany, he thought it proper that every young man should undertake some sort of military train- ing, so that when the hour came our country would be in some measure l)rei)ared for the struggle. He entered the classes in military training at the Johns Hopkins University, and after attending there for several weeks, the call came from the Navy De])artment for men to enlist for Aviation Training. On March 27th, 1917, John answered the call, and enlisted as a Pilot for Naval Aviation, and left at once for the training school at Pensa- cola, Florida, where he received his j rcliminary training, and on May 18th, 1917, as a member of the First Naval Aeronautic Detachment, he left this country and landed in France, May 28th. This Detachment was the first body of Americans to land in France. They were immedi- ately sent to Tours, where they received a month’s training on land- machines, after which thev went to Houtin Lak, for smooth water dying and hydroplanes. From there the remainder of the Detachment, some having been killed, and some having been dis([ualified for physical defects, were sent to the French School at St. Baphacl, where a ma- jority of them com])leted their training. On November 16th, 1917, John received his “Brevet de Pilote d’ Hydi-avion,” and sometime later was given the right to wear the 7 Frencii Wings, as a ])iirsuit Pilot for laiul and sea ])lanes. An exact i ' ei)ro(luetion of this insignia is shown under his i)ietiire. Very few of them were awarded. It is said that John was one of eleven wlio qualitied. After leaving the school at St. Raphael, John was a])pointed llight instructor at Issodon, In January, 1918, together with nine of his comrades, he attended the British Schools at Ayr and Turnhery, Scotland. Here they received advance training in “Aero (iunnery and Stunt Flying.” He (lualified in both branches, and was awarded the British Wings of the Royal Flying Corps. In the sjH’ing fighting of 1918, John served for several weeks with the British, for whom he had a profound admiration. He was otlcrcd a commission as Captain in the Boyal Flying Stiuadron, but early in Ajiril, he went to DuiK[uerquc (Dunkirk), France, dying with the Amer- ican navy. Duncjiierquc was the farthermost city to the north that was still in the Allied hands, it being some fifteen miles from the German line. From this point the Navy conducted its aid raids on German submarines, and submarine bases, and also sent out its ])lanes to destroy and combat the submarines after they had gotten to sea. The Germans retaliated by bombing the city at all times, from the land, from the sea, and from the sky. John was acting as a pursuit pilot, that is, he was flying a small single-seated fighting machine, that protected the bombing plane from the German aircraft. Unfortunately we have no details as to the work done by John during this last most brilliant jieriod of his brief career. Censorship was very strict and it is only now when those wJio w ere associated with him are returning home that some few ' facts about him are being learned. Those who knew ' the candid, straight-forward character of the man. his daring bravery, his im])etuous enthusiasm, will easily understand that his deeds of heroism w ere not few ' . It was during this time that he was w ' ounded in the neck by shrapnel while flying over the lines. He was in Paris convalescing, when he w ' as visited by an old Loyola friend. Lieutenant John J. Quinn, also of the aviation, who was then on his w ay to Nice. Lt. Quinn was ])robably the last Loyola boy whom John met, as the latter died about a month later. How ' dangerous was the post to which John was assigned may be judged from this, that when the Navy took over I)un(iuer([ue in A])ril, 1918, thirty eight pilots w ' erc sent to the station, w ' here they saw ' service everw ' day, either in raids or observation trips; w ' ithin tw’o months, thirty- one of the thirty-eight lost their lives. 8 On May 18, 1918, John was returning from a raid when the engine of the machine he was dying stopped when it was directly over Dun- querque, at a height of about two hundred feet. It was impossible to make the water of the outer harbor and as he was losing altitude very ra])idly he attempted to make a “stall landing” on the roof of a house, hut his machine being completely out of control, was blown from its course, one wing striking a chimney, which threw the machine into the street, so that John was instantly killed. It was a strange coincidence that his parents received a letter from him on the very day he died, Saturday, May 18, 1918. John Ganster’s memory will always live in the memory of all who knew him; it will be forever cherished by the boys of Loyola, present and to come. He did not live to see the realization of the victory for which he fought. But it was the supreme sacrifice that he and his brother-heroes oft ' ered on the altar of liberty that made the victory possible. They died that we might live. It is this thought that may help to lessen in some degree the grief of his family in their bereavement. The college of which he was a student and the congregation whose faithful allar-boy he was, offer them the tribute of deep and heartfelt sympathy. John Ganstcr lived not in vain. Mai] he rest in peaee. We publish below extracts from letters written by John to his mother, father and brother. They cover in an interesting way the period he spent over there, up to the time he went to Dunquerque where he was tirst wounded and later met his untimely death. (To His Brother) ; Tours, France, July 2. “This is the finest school imaginable. There are about two hundred machines here of the best type, and the stunts these Frenchmen pull otf would make your hair curl. To see the “loop the loop” is a common occurrence. We don’t even look at them anymore. Here is our daily routine. Turn out at 4 A. M. and have cotfee and cheese; start flying at 4.30 and tly until 9.30; instruction in the theory of tlight and motors from 9.30 until 10.30; cat at 10.30; sleej) until 4 in the afternoon; eat again at 4,30; fly from 5 until dark and again sleep. The French- men say that to tly one must have as much rest as possible, therefore I am becoming a star impil. I am looking forward to ' my graduation which will be in about two months from now. All of the instructors here are jiilots that have served at the front. Let me tell you the calibre of the man my instructor is. He was tight- ing a German 1,000 feet in the air and his observer was killed. He then shot at the Dutchman with his pistol until all his ammunition was gone. He was shot eight times in the right arm, but with his left he 9 maneuvered his maehine so that his propeller smashed into the tail ol ' the German, wreeking it and sending il to mother earth. With a wreeked i)ropeller and a dead ohserver he glided his maehine hack into the Freneh lines. Is he a man? (To Ills Father) : Tours, Franee, July IS. 1 am getting along great. I now tly the sehool maehine by inysell ' . My next tlight will he the start of my journeys. For to graduate IToin this sehool, we must take three journeys. The tirst is to the Fnglish sehool at Vendome in the morning, a distanee of about 70 miles and tly baek the same day. The next two tlights are over a triangular eourse of about 000 and -100 miles. Hying at an altitude of 2,000 metres. July 14th is the Frenchman’s July 4lh, and athletic games were held. We Americans won every event, coming first, second and third in each, except in the discus and the reason we lost that was because Wiherg had a sore arm and could not throw. I won the heavy weight boxing and middleweight. IJiey gave me a gold medal as big as a dinner ])late, with a lot of engraving on it that 1 haven’t as yet been able to translate. (To His Mother) ; France, July 28.. . Yesterday I t[ualitied as a ])ilot so I shall leave this school in a few days and learn water machines at another school. In France aviators are treated like kings. I ' his Hying game is great sport. The Frenchmen seem highly pleased with us Americans. They say we learn very fast. The only real hard part is making landings. The first thirty or forty times I made landings in the landing-class, I was a bucking bronco and broke more wires than you could shake a stick at. khey take you to a narrow valley about seven or eight miles from the school. The instructor sits in the front seat and you handle the machine. He never touches the controls. You make seven landings one way and eight the other. Just as soon as you attain a height of 800 feet you cut off the motor and come down. When you jiass from the landing-class you make your first hoj) alone. You are ])ut in a machine with a 00 H. F. rotary engine and a mechanic regulates the motor to full speed, while several others hold the machine. 4ien the engine is going well they let go and you tly from one end of the field to the other. If you get away with it, they put you in the same machine and let you make a circle of the field. You then do the same with a 80 H. P. and a 00 H. P. machine. After that you go to a spiral field and Hy to a height of 500 metres, cut off the motor and si)iral 10 down. Then you must tly to an altitude of 6,000 feet, stay there for two hours and spiral down with the motor completely stopped. That was good si)ort. After that a journey to the English school at Vendome is made and you have “finis as the French say, and you get a machine and lly where yon want to. (To His Brother) : France, Sept. 12, 1917. Am now tlying sea-i)lanes. They are good sjiort, but I must say I like the land machines better and ho])e to he sent back to them later. Expect to linish here in a couple of weeks and he sent to San Raphael for rough water Hying and machine guns. (To His Brother) : St. Raphael, France, Oct. 28, 1917. It does seem remarkable that I have tlown eight different kinds of machines and not broken my neck. 1 guess I told you that I was to be made an instructor. Well, I have started on my studies. I know why there is wind, the different kinds of clouds, what causes storms, how to make and load a bomb, operate and repair a machine gun, hut by no means do I know the different theories of flight. I have hopes though, and if I learn enough. I’ll iirobably never practice law again, but stick to aerojilanes not Hying, that is only a war measure and hard on the nerves. Do you know that out of fifty there are only twenty-seven left in the game — had to quit for jihysical reasons? I learn that Fr. Duffy (his former teacher at Foyola, now Chaplain in the Navy) has returned to Foyola. If you see him give him my resiiects and ' say that I still have the holy “badge” (of the Sacred Heart) which he sent me while I was at Pensacola. I guess he feels rather elated over the work priests are doing in France. It is said they are most fearless and have done wonders for the wounded, and one sees very few of them in the towns. Most likely after the war the Jesuits will be allowed in France. (To His Brother) : St. Raphael, Nov. 4, 1917. This afternoon we were invited to a tea at the villa of a French major. His ])lace is in the town of Frejus. It used to he ti Roman stronghold some two thousand years ago. An arena and aqueduct are still in a jiretty good state of preservation. The major has been wounded and is now convalescing. He is a great admirer of Americans. He is form- ing a sort of league among the best people in France to entertain Americans who are on leave so that they will not have to go to hotels. As he expresses it, they can come into our homes and learn what France really is. He s])eaks English perfectly and I learned more about the war yesterday, especially the Russian and Italian situations, than I had 1C ever hoped to know. I ' d like to l)e able to tell you what he said, but I understand tliat mail is now being eensored, so why write for nothing? Xcvertlieless I don ' t sui)i)ose it would do any harm to say tliat the situ- ation is extremely serious. j| ' borrow or steal a eamera, get a picture of mamma and the governor and send them to me — not a eahinet photo but a snapshot. (To His Brother) : Paris, Feb. 5, 1918. Sorry to hear you are losing or wasting so much time on the questionnaire” business, whatever in the world that is. A man cer- tainly knows if he is between 21 and 30, and whether he has dependents. If I were doing the questioning I would look and see if a man was able to swing a gun, and I’d draft or reject him accordingly. What we need arc more men, less otliccrs and to throw out about 95% of the bureaus and then we might be able to fight. I shall get my commission when I go to Naval Headquarters at Lon- don, and be sworn in and thank God discharged as a “gob”. Fritz came over to visit us the other night and I didn’t wake up until the shock of the bomb that hit a block away, threw ' me out of bed. It sure did play havoc with the hotel it struck. Killed about 30 and tore otf three tloors, as clean as if they had been cut off by some monster razor. Scotland, Feb. 27, 1918. Arrived here yesterday and was dumped into quarters in some blooming duke’s castle. It certainly is a revelation to see how ' the Royal Flying Corps is run. If there is anything you do not understand, they go to the trouble of taking you up in a two-seater and explain wdiat you want to know. When I left Turnbery I was starting into a loop ten feet from the ground and thought nothing of it. Another great stunt was to play “chasing the fox.” One of the instructors, an American who has been with the British since the w ' ar started, and who w ' on the Victoria Cross twice, used to lead in this game. Once he came out of a cloud and flew ' , w ithout knowing it, into a s([uadron of ten Huns. He got six of them and the other four ran. He would take the fastest machine in the i)lacc and everyone wdio could get a machine would try to kcc]) uj) with him. He usually flew from six to ten feet from the ground and zoom over trees and houses. Believe me, it was the most exciting thing I have ever done. You had to be “on the job” or you w ' ould collide with some otber fool who had a faster or slower machine. Again the leader would go to five or six thousand feet and come dow n in a spin and all we ])oor amateurs wT)uld do the same. I thought I knew ' a little about flying until I came here, but I am slowly learning and 1 guess will toddle along if I get through here. ♦ j tQ Pq j ent out w ' ith an R. F. C. corps to get experience. The percentage is 85 to 1 for coming back. 12 IGtPut. SnHpptj lEanlnn 3 E little thought when we published in our Annual of last year, the cheery, inspiring letters of Joe Hanlon, that we should have the sad duty of recording in this Annual the story of his death. Lieutenant Joseph T. Hanlon was killed in action, at about two o’clock, on the morning of July 31, 1918, “He was half soldier, half saint,” writes Major Doherty, Chap- lain. A coincidence then, it was, that the day of his death was the feast of the soldier-saint, Ignatius of Loyola, the patron of the college where Joe had spent eight years of training for his A.B. degree. Lieutenant Hanlon was born in Baltimore, on March 3, 1893. He entered the High School department of Loyola in the fall of 1904. Throughout his entire course, from the first year in High School to his last year in college, Joe’s name is to be found in the list of the distin- guished students of his class. In his Sophomore year, he received the “General Excellence Medal,” the highest honor in the College, awarded to the student who obtains the highest averages in studies, attendance and conduct. He completed his brilliant career at Loyola in 1912. He then took up the study of mechanical engineering at Columbia University, N. Y., graduating with highest honors in 1916. Some interesting stories are told of him while at Columbia. One of the students said to him : “Hanlon, where is this Loyola College, anyway?” Joe quickly retorted: “I’ll show you where it is before I get through here.” In class one day a professor, after finishing some demonstration, asked Joe what he thought of it. “It is all right, sir,” he answered, “onlj it could be done in half the time.” On being invited to show his own method, Joe proved the truth of his words and the professor magnanimously said to the class: “Gentlemen, follow Mr. Hanlon’s proof and do not bother about mine.” Joe was for two years President of the Columbia Chapter of Alpha Delta Phi Fraternity and its delegate at the San Francisco Con- vention in 1911. He was elected to both the Sigma Chi and Delta Tau Delta at Columbia, These are honorary engineering societies. An election to either is an honor; an election to botli is not usual. A letter to Joe’s ])arents from Mr. Walter E. Peck, Instructor in Columbia University, will help to show in what esteem he was held there : 13 LIEUTENANT JOSEPH HANLON 14 “Words cannot convey what is in my heart to say to you at this hour. Joe was my very dear friend. In a measure therefore, I can ‘feel witli you’ in this liour which is the meaning of sympathy. Joe was highly regarded by many, many friends in Columbia. The University and the Chapter of the Alpha Delta Phi have lost heavily in this, your loss, which is of course greater than our own. The cause for which he gave his life will receive a new impetus from his high service; and in the memory of his nobility and courage and high ideals those who follow in his footsteps will not forget your son, and our brother. Lieutenant Joseph Hanlon. Another Columbia student, Roland R. Haines, writes thus from the U. S. Naval Academy: “Though several years behind Joe at Colum- bia, I saw a very great deal of him, and came to care for him truly as an elder brother, and the sweetest gentleman I have ever known. Joe was ])resident of our chapter during my freshman year, and many a cheery word of encouragement, advice, and help did he give me. His happy nature and his way of doing things, endeared him to me and to the other members of the chapter so deeply that when Joe left, there was a hole somehow that nobody could fill. ... I wanted just to tell you how we felt towards him, how we truly loved him at Columbia, and of the sense of great personal loss that each must feel who knew him. There is some comfort in the knowledge that Joe gave everything for our cause, but I know the ache in j our hearts, for I have it too.” Resides being an exceptiona l student, Joe was an athlete of no ordinary skill. He won several tennis cups and a swimming trophy in minor tournaments. After graduating from Columbia he practiced his profession with the Ingersoll-Rand Company, of New York. Later he became engaged to Miss Dorcas Carleton, of St. Louis, Mo. When our country entered the war he volunteered his services and was appointed a second lieu- tenant. Some of his friends tried to convince Joe that he could work as well for his country by remaining where he was in civil life. His only response was a shake of the head and the well-known gentle smile. He had no love for war, hut he had a very clear idea of what he believed to be his duty to his country. If he did not receive a commission, he was heard to remark, he would go into the trenches as a private. A letter of sympathy from Mr. Frederick D. Longacre, of the In- gersoll-Rand Company, New York, throws additional light on this phase of Joe’s character: “The news of the death of your son Joseph, was sent to me while 1 was away, consequently my delay in writing you. 15 Your boy, wlioiu I know at ( olunibia, and tlieii iiioro inliinalely here in bis work in niy doparlinenl, was to me one of my boys, there ai’e lew sncli young men whom I have loved as I would a son. Joe was such a one. Let me tell yon of bis going Irom here. As yon may know the work here is 90 per eent. government war work and it is so essential that the Government will exeinj)! men I ' rom aelive military duty to eontinne in it. I spoke to Joe about it and told him it eonld be arranged if he so wished. He looked at me and shook his head in an- swer. I shall never forget that look, it expressed the soul of a man ])nritied of any selfish motives, who eonld only salisfy his conseienee by doing the duty lhal came to him as his i)arl, and doing it fully and eheerfnlly, just as he had done here. He was fully a man and ready to do a man’s part, whieh we know he has done even to the utmost. May God eomfort yon in this time of, may I say, duty, though 1 know’ the sorrow is deep.” He sailed for France on December 26, 1917, spending the evening before his departure with a former school companion, Mr. W. Paul Brown, S.J., w hose untimely death is recorded elsewiiere in the Annual, The “Croix de Guerre’ with gold star aw’arded him by the French Government, the high enconium ])assed on him by an officer of the British Government, the recommendation of his owm superior otlicers for his promotion, w hich would have taken place had he lived hut a couple of days longer, the tributes to his memory by officers and men alike, all combine to tell the story of the exceptional ability, high courage and noble character of Lieut. Joseph T. Hanlon. The faculty of the College, the Alumni and all the students respectfully offer to his bereaved relatives and friends the sincere tribute of their heartfelt sym])athy. Lieutenant Hanlon wrote Father Fleming the following two letters a few ' days before his death: July 25, 1918. Dear Father — Your letter received telling me about the Annual and the boys. It’s too bad that Lo ’ola has to suffer so much, but w ' ill( such a cause as we have, Loyola wall bear the suffering, I know’. So far I have met no one from the old tow’n except a chap named Wilson of the Virginia Militaiy Academy. I am on the lookout though, and expect to have better luck ])rctty soon. These days we are behind the hig push. It is im])ossible for lu to operate, but we are able to do road-re])airing in the advanced area and so the Comi)any is busy at that. In a way I’m glad because W’C are on the scene of action, and are aiding greatly in gelling the needed stutf to the boys who are really doing the trick. Father, the Yanks are sure “there” and every day 1 become prouder of being one of them. 16 That tale of the picture is amusing. (This is an allusion to an error in last year’s Annual, in which, under the picture of Lieutenant Hanlon, appeared the name of his brother, Mr. Edward K. Hanlon, ’09.) I do not mind going as “Ed”; indeed it is one ot my names in a great many places, and all of my friends will know my face anyway. Just now I am anxious to sec the book and hoi)C to get one through soon. Letter- writing in a dugout is not so easy, so this is a short one. Yill write soon again. Best wishes to all, and good luck to yourself. Joe. Dear Father — Sooner than I expected, a good time to write has come my way. Ye were told to be up at six today and off for a new place. Instead, the orders were changed during the night and I was told to stay in bed. I enjoyed three more good horrrs of sleep and now the time is all my own as the platoon is free for the day. I do hope to see you in France as a chaplain, and I ho])e to have you with us. ’ ith this in mind I will write to the chaplain of our regiment to see what he can do. He is an Episcopalian and a “good scout.” Just the other day he said he thought we were due for a second chap- lain and asked me to help in the selection. If he takes me seriously and the Army takes him seriously we will land you and that would tickle me to death. We are a much separated unit and so it will take a couple of days to reach him. I had heard about Jerry Joyce and his getting a provisional lieu- tenancy in the Regular Army. It means nothing to me as I want to see this thing out so that I can get out. In war times we all have to fight; in peace times I would rather work as a civilian than loaf as an army man. The army pay for loafing is not enough to tempt me either. I believe the Maryland boys are nearby just now and I’m going to look them up if I get a good chance. More rumors are afloat that we quit the road-work tonight and then we may move most any place. The final destination is always a big guess with us. Loyola’s record is great and it is true all through the service that the educated boys go to the top. In our own outfit promotions and reductions are gradually putting the college men up, and tlie best part of it all is that everyone in the ranks is able to appreciate their wortl quite as much as the officers do. Of course it is not an infallible rule We have some poets and scientific dreamers who never will climb. It makes me glad to hear that the German in America is fast falling. I think I am “off them” for lif e. I see their prisoners and their destruc- tive work, and I am not only down on the nation hut on the individual. In one house a queer feeling surged over me to see a crucifix turned 17 18 LIEUTENANT HANLON’S CLASS, FOURTH YEAR HICH SCHOOL 1908 Two are priests, two Jesuit scholastics ami five entered the Army. Seated — ' m. Boggs, Joseph Hanlon, Rev. August Fremgen, S.J., Andrew Hofmann, Fred Rose. .Standing — Vm. Bowes, John Bowens, Arthur Lyness, Fred Linthicum, Louis Wheeler, Casimir Los inski, James Russell. with the figure to the wall. Then too, paintings are slashed, persona ' i belongings torn to shreds, mirrors broken, ete. The damage of tin Hun lads equals the wreckage of a shell — all the direct mean intent is in the former. 1 never expect to like a Boehe or help a Boche after this exiicrience, and I feel that my friends must be tlie same way or I will lose them. Personally I have looted to the extent of taking two jiraycr-hooks and two rosaries from the ruins; also a crueitix with tlie words ' ’Tn Hoc Signo Vinces”; that is about my neck. 1 have the addresses of all the people from whom these came, and in time I wif write them. They were taken by an American officer at the time the first American troops entered the cit} , just eight or nine hours after the Boche evacuated. The French had gone through a couple of liours Ijefore, but we ourselves took down barricades and opened the roads just last Monday. And even then some old civilians were to be seen, just returned, I believe, and with all lost. Still the sight of the Yanks brought joy to their eyes and smiles to their lips. The French are wonderful. I had heard about John Ganster. Yes, Father, it is regrettable, and I hope it will be the last. But we must learn that the cost is to he great. We come across the bodies of the dead on the field and the Boehe arouses only curiosity. Tlie French and English we handle as part of the day’s work. The Yankee stuns us; the boys hate to see a dead American and hate comes easilj ; but they will see to it that that body is buried and the grave marked. We all dislike to care for the bodies of the Boche and only sanitary precautions will lead us to place the enemy below the ground. Away back home these feelings are not easily appreciated, but over here we all realize the thing that is going on, and we all act the same way, prompted by the same impulses and by the same motives. There is a philosophy of war. It means in essence: “Beat the eneni} ; protect your own.” He does not play the game squarely and we are going to meet him on his own terms. Well, Father, keep me posted. You tell me stuff that I can get nowhere else. Best of luck. Jqe TRIBUTES TO THE MEMORY OE LIEUTENANT HANLON. From the Protestant Chaptain of the Regiment, James Thayer Addison. Dear Father Fte ming our letter reached me yesterdav and 1 am glad ot the chance to tell you all I know about Joe Hanlon. 1 was not with liis comi)any when he was killed, hut 1 heard the storv from several who were. 19 On the night of July 30-31 he was in charge of an o])eralion on th.e Soissons-Rheiins front. I nder lieavv shell fire his men were carry- ing ainnuinition in the dark over a long and winding road. He was in the rear of the column. A shell exjiloded nearby and killed two men instantly. A piece of it crushed Joe ' s shoulder and right side — a wound that was so jiromptly fatal that he didn’t live even to be carried to the dressing station. There can he no doubt that he was buried with full military honors. His grave is in the Ollicers’ Cemetery at Chaumont. Joe was the most beloved ottieer in the regiment. He won our admiration not only by his charm and gaiety, but by a life that was transparently clean and straight. His religion meant everything to him. Night after night (when I have bunked with him in some dugout on the front) I have seen him kneel down and say his prayers, and he never missed an opportunity for Confession and Mass. What is more, he lived his religion and made it attractive. I showed your letter to the colonel and he said: “You can’t ])ut it too strongly; I have never known a finer otiicer.” I am a teacher myself in a theological school, and I should be j)roud if I might ever have as my reward a friend and pupil like Joe. We can’t help judging you and yours by bim, and him we shall always hold in loving remembrance and bigh honor. From the same. {This and the following lelters, unless olherwise specified, were addressed to the parents of Lieutenant Hanton.) I was one of Joe’s many friends, and that friendship meant so much to me and I feel so keenly the loss which his death has brought, that 1 believe I can understand a little of the sorrow that has come to you, and because 1 can do nothing more, I want to let you know of my dec])est sym])athy. I shall always regret greatly that I was not able to be of service at tbe time of bis death or burial, for I was witli another Com- l)any at another i)art of the front. Rut you will have heard already that Joe was buried with full military honors by one of the chaplains from (ieneral Head([uarters — one of our finest Catholic jiricsts — who has given me a letter which I am addressing to you. 1 have often wished during the last ten days that you could have heard (as 1 have) from the lijis ol otliccrs and men, or have read in the letters they have written home, all the words of praise and atfection which they naturally sjioke and wrote when they learned that Joe had been killed. It is tbe jilain and simjilc truth to say what vou and his family ought to hear- that he was the most beloved otiicer of the 75 now in this regiment. Always he was gallant and gay, straight and clean ol life. It has been good for all of us to know him and to be with him. M e shall miss him heavily. And yet we can’t help feeling that 20 lo have been killed in action, helping the advance of victorious Ameri- can trooi)S, is surely to have died nobly. Because we know how he lived and how he died, he has not only earned our grateful praise, but in this regiment his name will always be held in honor and in loving remembrance. From the Catholic Chaptain, Francis A. Doherty. Doubtless you have already received the otficial notifieation of the sad yet glorious death of amr son, Joseph T. Hanlon, who fell at the front and was buried by me lierc, the funeral services being with full military honors. I knew Joseph from visiting his camp before they moved to where the fatalit} happened. In the course of my ministrations, I came by invitation one day to a camp where my services were desired, and I was assisted in the prepa- ration of the altar and appurtenances by Joseph, who served my Mass and received Holy Communion. He was a rare soul, a combination of a soldier and a saint, and in this I am borne out by his Company Commander, Cai)tain Carlock, who said that besides being a brilliant and able young otlicer, that he was one of the cleanest-souled young men he had ever met. Ca])tain Carlock was visibly ah ' ected by the sad affair and the loss of one whom he seemed to regard as a real brother in arms, for both had received at a former time the Croix de Guerre. Colonel Atkisson also told me that Joseph was much to him and to the regiment. The first one to fall was the first in their hearts. It may comfort you much to know that Joseph suffered no pain — complaining only that his arm felt asleep. He was calm and conscious, hut probably didn’t realize the gravity of his condition. The end came swiftly and silently and he went forward as a real Christian Catholic soldier. His comrades brought the body here and had all care taken so that the body was emh aimed, placed in a zinc-lined casket, and everything made sure by us of registration in event of future recognition or return of remains after the war. These efforts show how Joseph was loved by all — both officers and men. For you, Mrs. Hanlon, and for all the family and friends, I would offer such consolation and symjiathy as one may find in the knowledge and realization that God’s will was early fulfilled in tliis bright, brave young soul, whose life has left a fragrance and a benediction to all who have been privileged to meet him. May God comfort you in this knowl- edge and in His ])romises, and may he rest in glory! Amen. 21 From the Colonel of the Regiment, E. J. Atkisson. I liave delayed writing to you i)revious to the War Department’s announeeinent of Joe’s death. I re([uested iVIajor Wood, who is in the States, to see you if he possibly eould, and tell you about his death. You will remember that Joe was one of my first oiheers, and 1 grew to know him very well indeed. No man in the Regiment was held in higher regard, and we all felt a direet jiersonal loss when he was killed. He was killed near Fere-cn-Tardenois, in the Chateau-Thierry drive, while taking U]) a carrying party for a Stokes Mortar operation. He and four of his men were killed by the same shell. There was never the slightest question or doubt about Joe. He performed his full duty at all times. He was loved by his men. He got into as much action, if not more, than any lieutenant in the Regiment U]) to the time he was killed. He had made himself an expert in all of our special work — Cylinders, Projectors and Stokes Mortars. He was the best (lualilied Stokes Mortar man in Company R. I am enclosing a letter which I wrote as Commandant of our Kxi)erimental Field, shortly after his death, and the copy of an order from our Chief. Hanlon Field is really the center and heart of the Chemical Warfare Service. We have a large organization there that is continually carrying on ex])eriments and tests to further devclo]) and improve our work. There is also located there the American Expeditionary Forces’ Gas Defense School, where some 20U, possibly 300 officers belonging to all units of our army, will be trained in the proi)er defensive measures to be taken against gas. It is also the head([uarters of our Officers’ Training School, where otliecrs arc trained for the Chemical Warfare Service. It is also the headquarters for the training of all our gas troops, and from our little beginning at American Fniversity, with Comj)anies A and B, we expect eventually to have three regiments, comi)osed of some 600 otliecrs and about 15,000 men. Joe’s name and work and noble death will leave an inqjression on all of tins. We were fortunate in obtaining Joe’s body, and it was brought to La Ville-aux-Rois, near Hanlon Field, wliere several of the eonq)anies were located at the time. Ca])tain Keizer succeeded in obtaining a spiendid casket, whieli was sealed, and he was buried in grave No. 51, Otliecrs’ Plot, American Cemetery, at G. J. Q., within three kilometers of Hanlon Field, with full Military Honors. Cha])lain Doherty, a (adliolic, and a man wlio knew ,loc, and to wliom Joe liad gone pre- viously, conducted tlie services. 5ou may know that wq sliall do everytliing tliat we can to assist you in eventually bringing Joe’s liody liack to the States. 22 I hope some day that I can tell you and Joe’s splendid mother and sisters, and fiancee personally what I have tried to express in this letter — how I personally held and loved him. (Enclosure in preceding letter) Request for naming of Experimental Field after Lieut. Hanlon. From: Commandant Experimental Field, C. Y. S. To: Chief of Chemical Waifare Service, T. E. F. Subject: Name for Experimental Field. 1. On Tuesday night, July 31, Lieutenant J. T. Hanlon, Company B, 30lh Engineers, was killed in action near Villers-sur-Fcre, while en- gaged in conducting a carrying party to the site of a proposed Stokes Mortar Operation. 2. It is quite im])ossible to state in words how highH Lieutenant Hanlon was considered. He came as near representing that high ideal of an American soldier that it has ever been my good fortune to know. There never was any question about Lieutenant Hanlon, he was every inch a soldier. 3. Lieutenant Hanlon was the personification of the spirit of the regiment and likewise of the Chemical Warfare Service. By his death, I am further insiiired to do and give the little I have to make his death worth while. I know that this is the feeling of all officers and men who knew Lieutenant Hanlon. 4. It seems especially fitting to make the following request, that is that this field be called “Hanlon Field.” It would mean a great deal to every man on duty here to feel that any results that he might obtain would be to helj) make good the loss of this splendid young soldier. E. J. xLtkisson, Lieutenant-Colonel Engineers. Chemical Wareare Services, September 4, 1918. Special Order Designating C. IT. S. Experimental Field as “Hanlon Field.” C. W. S., A. E. F. Special Orders No. 9. Hereafter the Experimental Field, Chemical Warfare Service, will be known as Hanlon field,” Chemical Warfare Service, in honor of Lieutenant J. T. Hanlon, Company B, ist Gas Begiment, wlio was killed in action July 31, 1918, near Villers-sur-Fere, while engaged in con- ducting a carrying jiarty to tlic site of a proposed Stokes Mortar opera- tion in support of an infantry attack, when the Germans were being driven from the Marne to the Vesle. 23 Liculenanl Hanlon is the first oilieer of the Cheinieal Warfare Serviee to he killed in aetion. He was an otiieer of unusual promise, great ability and high ideals, and one who, while every ineh a soldier, was loved by all who knew him. In his death the Service sutfered a serious loss, and as the experimental field typifies in its various activi- ties the very soul of the Chemical Warfare Service, it is most fitting that it should bear the name of one who in his youthful life typified all that is good in the Service. Commencement Day, June, 1912 JOSEPH HAXLOX (A.B., ’12) From the Major of the Regiment, George S. Watson. It is im])ossible at such a time to in any measure convey to you my sorrow and the sorrow of all my brother officers at the loss of Lieutenant Hanlon. At 4 P. M. of the 30th instant, he was examined for promotion, the recommendation had gone in and now where he had once been the life and sj)irit of his mess there is a vacant scat. If ever a boy was ujiright, fearless and loved by all, it was Joe. He was absolutely clean morally, in Ihought and in action. It was a ])leasure to hear the reverence with which he sjioke of his family, and he had enshrined in his heart the image of a girl, “His 24 (rirl” he called her, and he confided to me that it was “the girl” that he saw in his dreams. Joe was awarded the Croix de Guerre with gold star on June 18 by General Passayu of the VIII Army, 32nd Corps, for work done for die French Army. The battle is still going on, but we brought Joe back to pay our last respects. He is leaving this evening for La Vide Aux Bois, far to the rear, where he will be buried with full military and religious honors. As a boy, we loved him; as an officer we admired him; as a man we respected him. His life was lost while looking after his men in action. Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. Recommendation for Promotion. From: Commanding Officer, 30th Engineers, A. E. F. To: Chief Engineer Officer, A. E. F. Subject: Promotion to First Lientenant, N. A. 1. It is requested that Second Lieutenant Joseph Thomas Hanlon he promoted to a First Lieutenant, N. A. 2. Lieutenant Hanlon has proven his worth in actual front line work and is now carrying the responsibility of the higher grade. 8. The recommendation is based solely on observation of service. E. J. Atkisson, Lientenant-Colonel, 30th Engineers, N. A. From Major J. E. Mills. In looking over the files of the 1st Gas Regiment a few days ago, I came across a copy of the letter which I enclose, knowing that you would wish to see it, if it has not already been sent to you by some one else. The signer, T. Gilliland, was captain of the British Special Com- pany to which the platoon under Lieutenant Hanlon was assigned when we were on the British front. It is particularly gratifying to have such a letter from an experienced British officer who was in no way con- nected with our regiment. I admired and liked Joe Hanlon ])ersonally very much indeed — as in fact every one did who knew him. He was not only a hrave man, hut he was a clean man with high ideals, and always bright and cheery. I can assure you that none of us who knew him will ever forget him. No words of praise for him can lessen the loss, hut he left a record of which you may well be proud. 2.5 From CAipl. T. (iillilaiid, of Ihe Bn ' lislt Ariui . 1 have given eaeh oT your otheers a note in relerenee to their work while attaehed to this Coin])any. I am verv sorry to he losing them both hut, as we said before, “orders are orders.” You have two most eai)ahle otiieers both very fresh and keen on their work. Captain (ieiger didn ' t s ee very mueh of the aetiial work, hut I really ean ' t find words to express my a])preeiation and admiration of Lieutenant Hanlon. The same apjdies to all his boys. {From Ihe some.) Dear Captain Gribhel : I have just written a note to Major Robbe on Lieutenant Hanlon’s work. I eannot speak too highly about him. He was given jiart of the line to supervise during recent operations, and his work was car- ried out with the greatest care and accuracy, giving the utmost satis- faction. From Capt. L. E. Thompson, C. W. S. I realize how cinjity of pur])osc are mere words at a time like this, and feel decjily for you, the more so having gone through a good many hours of intense shell fire with Joe on the Chatcau-Thierry front. I was with Joe last on July 13, on a reconnaissance in Relleau Woods, and after our return to Rattalion Headciuarters he gave me a little package containing part of a bell taken from some church in France, and asked that I mail it to you on my return to the United States. I am sending the ])ackage under separate cover; the letter I will enclose in this one. I had no knowledge that Joe had “gone west” until I was sail- ing and met an otticer from the 30th Engineers. I can’t tell you how badly I felt, or how my hatred of the Hun increased. Joe is the first otlicer we have lost, and to ({uote his Rattalion Commander the best! Mr. Hanlon, I only jiray tbat 1 may bave the cbance to get back in the line soon, to carry on the work that has to be done and for wbich Joe gave his life. I want to give ’em one wallop for Joe, and you can bet sir, that be has not died in vain, but for the first stroke in winning the biggest war in history — representing the highest ideals. Extend my sincere synpiathy to Mrs. Hanlon. 1 know how she must suffer, how other mothers are suffering. Extract enclosed in a letter from Encij H. Cattett. ‘ “1 couldn’t finish yesterday, and today 1 have very little inclination to ramble on. Joe Hanlon, a lieutenant of Comjiany R, and three men were killed by a shell last night at the front. It is the first death among 26 the oliicers of the 30th, so it hits us all pretty hard, espeeially since Joe was everyhody’s friend, and eycryhody knew he was all man. From Caplaiii (Charles Parkinson Wood. Haying just returned from France on a s])ccial trip, and thinking constantly about the sadness which came oyer all “The 3()th” the night before I started, I want you to know that I am here and that I should like to take adyantage of the first oiiportunity to see you. Am going to Hoston tonight hut shall be here again in a few days. I trust that you feel how eyery one in our regiment shares your loss. A good friend to all, to some of us a brother; we wish only that what we ourselyes feet so keenly could be a comfort to you. From Lieutenant Front .Jiidson, .Jr. The news about Joe has just come to us on another jiart of the front, and today an otticial notice of his funeral with military honors has arriyed from our regimental headquarters. You remember he was with Company A for a long time. That is my company, too. We both started from the States together. Oh, Mr. Hanlon, I can’t think of that boy without tears in my eyes. We all loyed and resjiccted him, and he was always so cheerful and good-natured, and at the same time a cajiable, keen otticcr. His loss is a terrible blow to us and I can assure you that this jilatoon of Coni- ])any A tliat he led for a time, will neyer forget him. They know him for the man he was and they will be thinking of him the next time we get at the Hoche. God knows I’d do alt in my power to bring him back to you. Joe gaye his life for his country. May he be with you now. I ' rom IJeiitenant I3en I erris. May I, in behalf of this Company, tender you the jrrofoimd sym- pathy which we feel in the loss of your son. Lieutenant Hanlon. We had all learned to res])ect his abilities in the field, hut our regret in his loss is greater in that we had come to regard him as a friend and as such we mourn his loss. In respect to his memory and to assuage your grief, if only the slightest, his remains were carried hack to the regimental headcfuarters and there giycn a soldier’s burial near friends who will still watch oyer him. I ' rom IJeiitenant Thomas II. Beddalt. As one ot Joe’s many friends, I am writing you to exj)rcss our deej) syinj)athy tor his loss to you and your tainily. e shall miss him yery 27 much. 1 talked to him at six o ' clock last evening, little thinking that it Avonld he the last time that I would see him. His only thought then was his concern lor the safety of his men, hut he had the usual cheer- fulness about himself. Joe was a brave hoy and as clean cut a ty])e of American manhood as ever existed. He was a clean, true Cdiristian to the end and never neglected his religious duties. He went to confession at every oi)])or- tunity and never forgot his prayers to the Almighty who has seen lit to take him from us. Joe was killed in action by a shell, with three of his men. At the present time censorshij) forbids me from giving you the details. In the future I hoj)e to be able to give you the location, etc. The Major is sending Joe’s body to the interior where he will be buried on a hill overlooking one of the most beautiful valleys of France. He will be buried by a detachment of our regiment with full military honors —a fdting tribute to a brave lad, well liked by his men and brother otlicers. From Lieutenant Horace E. Hatt. I know what sorrow is yours at the present time in the loss of your son, Lieutenant Hanlon, and while the words of a comi)lete stranger to you may not express much, I nevertheless cannot allow the opportunity to be missed of exi)ressing to you the sentiment of every man and otiicer of this Regiment. Lieutenant Hanlon was not only a most etlicient otiicer, but was the admired and respected friend of every soldier who met him. We all admired him, not only for his courage, but because he was a clean, moral, and upright man. He died as a true soldier, endeavoring in every way to encourage his men and yet to shelter them as much as l)ossible. His examj)le and si)lcndid conduct will ever be an inspiration to us all, and he will rest as a rich jewel in our heart’s treasury. Lieutenant Hanlon died fighting for the ])rinci])les in which he believed and exenpilitied in his daily conduct and actions. It is true that you arc grief-stricken, but amid your sorrow your hearts should swell with pride at the thought that when your son’s soul was laid bare it was white and magnificent, and that his life and death arc and will be an inspiration to all who knew him. From the Serejeant of Lieutenant Hanlons Compamj, F. A Smith, to his father. Dear Jud 1 his is a letter of bad tidings which you ]:)robably will have heard before you get this. Lieutenant Hanlon was killed last night by a (lerman H. L. shell. 1 he men of his comjianv feel his loss 28 more than Avould that of any otlicr man in the whole army, for he was admired and respected by everybody. I liaven’t gotten the full details yet, but as soon as i)ossihle I will, and I’m going to try to write Mr. Hanlon a letter, which I will enclose with this one and get you to address and send to him as I haven’t got his address. I don’t know much about writing such a letter, but I hope it will help to make him as happy and as ])roud of the Lieutenant as he should be. {From the same.) Your son. Lieutenant Hanlon, was killed in action four nights ago by the bursting of a German high explosive shell. He was with his men on a working party and was crossing a field that the enemy artil- lery was tiring on quite heavil3 He lived only a short while after the shell hurst, and was in no pain. Yhile he was still conscious, he asked whether anyone else was hurt. He died just after he was carried into the dressing station. Together with one of the men of his platoon who had helped carry him to the dressing station, I had the privilege of escorting the body to our regimental headquarters, where Captain Carlock arranged for the funeral. He secured a zinc-lined casket and had the body embalmed. Major Dougherty, a Catholic chaplain, who, I understand, has already written you, conducted the services. The whole post was turned out, and he was buried with full military honors. Over the grave was erected a cross made by one of the men in the Gomi)any. The burial took place in the American Cemetery at General Headquarters, A. E. F. 1 want to try to tell you how we men of the Company loved and admired the Lieutenant, and what an inspiration he was to us. The feeling throughout the Company is that we have lost our best officer and best friend. He was really and truly the sort of officer you read about; brave, fearless, dashing, and has done much to uphold the morale of the men by his cheerfulness and by his si)lendid exanq)le. You can indeed be proud of him, and 3 )11 must know that every man in Compaii}’ B, of the 30 th Engineers SAunpathizes with 3 )11 in 3 0111 ' loss. Extraets from letters from the American Red Eross. In such a grief as that which has come to 3 ou in the loss of Lieu- tenant Hanlon, we feel that it would be an intrusion to trv to offer comfort, but we know that j)ride will be mingled with 3 )111 ' sorrow as you read these eloquent testimonials which have been sent to us by our Red Cross rei)resentatives abroad. So maim of his comrades have welcomed this oiiportunity to jiay high tribute to your son, that it seems as if each individual testimonial were a little flower of love woven into his memorial wreath. 29 Private F. W. Le vis gave the following repoii lo one of our Red Cross searehers in Franee: ' Lieiitenanl Hanlon of Ihe llOlh Fngineers, now Isl (fas Regiment, was killed by shrapnel and buried at Chaumont. Hanlon had only ])een over a short time, but was very popular. After his death the men used to say: ‘That is one for Joe’ every time they put a shell in a gun. A gas exi)eriment field near Chaumont was named for Hanlon.” From Private Albert R. Hieks, our Red Cross representatives re- eeived the following information : “Lieutenant Hanlon was killed by a direct hit of a six-inch shell. They buried him at Hanlon Field, near Chaumont (about five kilo- meters from Chaumont). The Field was named for Hanlon. He was the first man killed in the regiment. He was a fine, brave lieutenant and loved by all of us.” Private John L. Davis gave the following account to one of our Red Cross workers in France: “I was with Lieutenant Hanlon. R happened up at Chateau- Thierry. A shell exploded and he was hit by shrapnel in the left shoulder. He was in charge of a platoon, taking it up to the front line. It was late in the evening, after dark, and I was nearly within speaking distance of him. I attended his burial at Chaumont, where he was buried in the American Cemetery. Yhen I get back I will look his father up in Raltimore and I can tell him more.” From Private Chaunce} Goff we have the following reiiort: “Lieutenant Hanlon was killed in action in Chateau-Thierry, on July 30. They buried him at Chaumont. He was one of the best otticers I ever knew.” Private Maurice L. Rainey gave the following description of Lieu- tenant Hanlon’s burial : “I attended Lieutenant Hanlon’s funeral which took place about one kilometer outside of Chaumont in an American cemetery, about the first of August. Tbe grave is a separate one near those of other otticers, close to the fence surrounding the cemetery. A Catholic priest read the service and Lieutenant Hanlon was buried with full military iionors, with three companies of the 30th Engineers attending.” “Lieutenant Hanlon came from Raltimore, I think. He had a fine reputation in his Company, and everyone sj oke well of him. A gas ex])erimental field outside of Chaumont was named ‘Hanlon Field’ in iionor of him. Chaumont is in the Dc])artment of Haute Marne and Lieutenant Hanlon’s grave is but a little way from the Marne river. A holiday was granted to the 3()th Engineers so that they could attend 30 ilie funeral, as so much was thought of Lieutenant Hanlon. His coffin was decorated with an American hag, and big designs of roses and lilies presented by the officers of the Hegiment. The tuneral took place at 9.30 in the morning of a fine day and the regimental band played going in and coming out.’’ Please accept the deep and heartfelt sympathv of the Red Cross in your great sorrow. Second letter from the American Red Cross. We know that you have already received from the War Depart- llie sad news of Lieutenant Hanlon’s death. We have just received a few more details concerning this Officer ' s death and burial which we know you will be grateful to have. Sergeant Banner tells us that: Lieutenant Hanlon was killed at Chateau-Thierry. 1 have seen his grave at Chaumont in the American Cemeterv. Chemical War- fare Service Headquarters ' Training Station was named Hanlon Field in his ho nor, and a stone set up at the entrance of the field. It is just a plain stick of granite. He was our first officer to be killed and he was one of the finest.’’ We are also told bv Private Percy E. Cram that Lieutenant Hanlon was killed by concussion but did not suffer. He was buried in the American Cemetery at Chaumont, with military honors. Private Henry B. LeFort also tells us that Lieutenant Hanlon died without suffering, apparently. He said that Private William Fisher carried him hack to the First Aid Dressing Station. He said that Lieutenant Hanlon was hit while warning his men to take cover, and that he exposed himself in order to consider the safety of his men. We fell that your grief will he softened by these beautiful tributes to the memory of this brave officer. The Red Cross extends to you its deep sympathy in your loss. Third letter from the American Red Cross. There is no greater tribute to a man than can come from those who have been with him constantly and have braved with him the horrors and dangers of a war such as this has been, and as we have received a few additional words concerning the death of Lieutenant Hanlon, we shall write them to you. Private John W. Estabrook tells us that: ‘T sav, ' Lieutenant Hanlon in his coffin at the Company Head- quarters before they took him to Cliaumont. He died on the stretcher going to the dressing station. He asked the two boys who were carry- ing him for a drink of water. He did not complain of pain. They 31 raised liiiii up to ltd liiiii drink, and vht ' n they laid hini down he was dead. He was extremely liked by everyone and was jnst like one ot the hoys. Jnst to show yon one side of him, when one ol his boys, Panow ' ski, who was the first to he killed, tell, Hanlon stoi)})ed to ])iek him np and the shell slrnek him then right through the ehesl. He was eertainly a prinee.” Another soldier. Private Leo MeCirail, tells ns that he would he glad to write to Lieutenant Llanlon’s family, if they would like to hear more of the death of this brave young ottieer, and says that Hanlon Avas a wonderful man. We wall say no more in praise of this young otlieer, hut merely extend to yon again onr deepest sympathy in the loss of such a gallant soul. Details of the death of Lieateiiant Hanlon, written by Private John Twohig. I have written this letter to yon to express my admiration of your son Joseph who gave his life for his country Avhilc in command of our ])latoon. Perhaps yon might like to know ' of some of the experiences Ave had and also hoAv all the fclloAvs felt toAvard Joe. When I first saAA him in Washington, D. C., he Avas attached to Company A, 30th Engineers, and all the hoys in that Company told ns he Avas a fine man and game. Yon may Avonder Avhy I Avrote “game.” The privates in the Army alAvays consider an officer from that standpoint. An officer may he a good felloAv, hut if he is not game the felloAvs lack confidence in him and do not like to go in the front line Avith such an otficer in charge. Joe Avorked AA ' ith CompaiiA A on the British front in Flanders, and Avhen Ave Avent to the American sector near Toni he Avas assigned to the 1st platoon, Comjiany B. On June 30, Ave left the Toni scclor and Avent to the toAvn of Montmenard. It is located on the Marne river, about 15 miles southeast of Chateau-Thierry. There Ave became more intimately acquainted Avith Joe. The Americans realized it Avas a critical time as the Germans Avcrc daily gaining more territory. We Avcrc told Ave might he used as infantry at any time. While Ave had some fine ofiicers, not one could compare Avilh Lieutenant Hanlon in teaching infantry drill and use of bayonet. The felloAvs alAvays snajiped into it and drilled Avith a lot of “pep” Avhen Joe Avas in charge. A more congenial comjianion and instructor Ave could not have had. In the afternoon, Avhen drill jieriod Avas finished, Lieutenants Hanlon and Payne Avould take us doAvn to the river for a .SAvim. 32 Joe lived as clean a life as any man in the regiment. I never heard liim swear, show irritation, or hecome excited. 1 know his orderly very well. His name is Evans. Evans is a Protestant lad and I am a Catholic. Evans has told me of how Joe would always kneel and say his prayers before going to bed, in my estimation setting the finest example to otliers of the way a Catholic should live. After we received considerable training, rumors started that we were lo go to the line, but when we heard that Lieutenants Hanlon and Payne were to command our platoon we felt thankful as we had con- fidence in both officers. The Chateau-Thierry drive started and we did not have to act as infantry, hut did engineer’s work repairing roads so that artillery could proceed over territory cai)turcd. While engaged in tliis work Lieutenant Hanlon was given command of the first platoon. Our captain, Carlock, became Major and appointed Lieutenant Payne as liis adjutant. Losing these two game officers was a blow to our com- ])any. On July 29, after a hard day on road work, we returned to Ei)anx Bezu, a town in which we were billeted. Immediately after supper we had to prepare to go in the line that night. We travelled in trucks to a position in the woods about one mile from town of Villcrs Sur Fere. Our stunt was called off ' that night, (a washout as we call it). The following day we went in trucks to the same place arriving at about 3 P. M. Ve jirepared our guns and ammunition for carrying into our position, as trucks could not go any nearer to the line. Tlie Bochc were shelling very heavily. With Captain McNamee of the British army leading the platoon, and Lieutenant Hanlon bring- ing up the rear, we left the woods and ])roceeded into Villers-sur-Fere. We walked in two at a time and at 30 i)aces interval. We succeeded in getting into the town which was under observation, without a cas- ualty. The town was being bombarded with gas and high explosive shells. It was not ([Liile dusk and with gas masks on we pre])ared our ammunition. After dark had set in we hiked through tlie streets on our way to front line. The position was located about one mile out of the town. Cai)tain McNamee was in command and he led the ])laloon wiiile Lieutenant Hanlon hrouglil uj) the rear. We reached tlie out- skirts of tlie town and went through a field. There were about 70 men in line in single file, each man at about 10 jiaccs behind the man in front of him. The fellows in front jiart of the column reached a farmhouse. It was very dark and hard to see the man ahead. Suddenly high explo- sive shells drojijied very close to those at rear end of the column. The last men including Lieutenant Hanlon were in danger. The men up front did not know the shells were exploding so close to us. All of us 33 except Joe and two runners were carrying three shells weighing 90 pounds on our shoulders. It was hard trying to get ahead. Then Lieutenant Hanlon proved he was the gainest othcer in our outfit. Without thought of his own safety he was hcli)ing the men to adjust their shells on their shoulders after they had fallen to escape injury, and encouraging them to keep cool under the strain. It seemed as if the last ten men were receiving a concentration of all the enemy’s shells. Every time we tried to go ahead, exploding shells menaced us. We crossed a foot-bridge and were then in front line. The dough- hoys of the 165th Infantry (old 69th N. Y.) were lying in “fox-holes” in the ground. Some of them told us to take shelter, but we could not, as we absolutely had to reach our position. We passed the last hold where the doughboys were located. We were to ])roceed to a small wooded i)lot in front in No Man’s Land. Then everything happened so quickly it is hard to relate it. Shells dropped in among the last ten of us thick and fast. The first shell exploded and Private Penuska fell forward saying “Oh, my God! I am hit.” Then Private Guilefuss was killed. Lieutenant Hanlon saw Penuska fall and went to aid him thinking he was alive. From a lad who was close to Lieutenant Han- lon at the time I learned what happened. This lad was aside of Penuska when a shell exploded, he escaped uninjured, but was so nerve stricken he could not move. He saw Lieutenant Hanlon rush past him and towards Penuska saying, “Men, here is a man that is hit.” Lieutenant Hanlon saw Penuska w as dead, and ran to help Guilefuss wdio had just fallen. As he did, a shell exploded very near him and he fell injured. Private Fischer, the medical man, saw ' Lieutenant Hanlon fall and ran to aid him. I managed to get to him also. Fischer bandaged Joe’s w ' ounds and w ' e tried to get him to a first aid station. Joe had already given us ])roof of being the gamest officer w ' e ever had, but while lying on the stretcher, wounded, is wdiere he gained my admiration. Not once did we hear him groan. We knew ' he did not have much chance to live and tried our best to get him in. He asked for a drink and as luck would have it I had a full canteen. He talked rationally and did not show ' any sign of pain. He did not fear death and passed out very jieacefully before we could get to the dressing-room w ' hich w ' as about a mile from the front line. He died on the morning of July 31, at 2 A. M. The following day I acted as a guard of honor and accompanied his body to La Ville Aux Pois where Major Carlock conducted a military burial. I have not had suflicient education to do justice to Joe’s memory nor how ' we all felt towards him. We never had a better Lieutenant. Put it should be a great consolation to know that he w ' as a game oflicer, honest, fearless and died as he had lived a good Catholic.” 34 The following is a translation of the official citation by the French Government of Lieutenant Hanlon, awarding him the “Croix de Guerre” witli gold star. General Headquarters of the Armies of the North and Northeast. Statf of the Army Orders, No. 11, 399 (Extract) “D” llureau of Personnell (Decorations). Upon the approval of the General Commanding the American Ex- peditionary Forces in France, the General commanding tlie French Armies of tlie North and Northeast cites in orders of the Army Corps: 2d LIEUTENANT JOSEPH T. HANLON, 3()th Regiment, United States Engineer : “An excellent ollicer whose ])recious collaboration contributed to the success of a special operation adroitly conducted.” At the General Headquarters, November 8, 1918. By order of the General, Commander-in-Chief (Signed) DAUVIN, A true extract: Aide-Major General. Lieutenant Colonel, Chief of Bureau of Personnel. To perpetuate the memory of tliis heroic alumnus, the i)arents of Lieutenant Hanlon have founded a scholarship at Loyola to be known as the “Lieut. Joseph T. Hanlon Scholarship.” LIEUTEXAXT HAXLOX’S GRAVE, DECORATED BY IIIS FELLOW OFFICERS. CATHOLIC CHURCH IX THE BACKGROUXD, 35 PRIVATE CYRIL A. EMORY 36 (Egrtl A. Smarg Cyril Augustine Emory was killed in action at the battle of Argonne Forest, September 30, 1918. He was a member of Battery “B,” 128tb Field Artiller 3 % of the 35tb Division, American Expeditionary Force. Private Emory enlisted at Baltimore, Md., in February, 1918, re- (luesting at the time of enlistment that be be sent West. He received bis training at Fort Leavenworth and Fort Sill before sailing for over- seas, May 20, 1918. At the time of bis enlistment be was connected with the firm of G. A. Hax Com])an 3 % the well-known grain commis- sion linn of this city. Cyril was born in Baltimore, December 30, 1891, the only son of Augustine Walsh Emory and Mrs. Bose Cassidy Emory. When be was about eight years old bis mother died. He began bis studies at Calvert Hall and entered Loyola in the fall of 1907. Later be studied at Niagara University, Niagara Falls, N. Y. He was a member of the Immaculate Conception Cbureb of Balti- more, and one of the first members of this congregation to make the supreme sacrifice. He was also a member of Baltimore Council, Knights of Columbus, and an active member of the Cbristmas Club. Battery “B,” 128tb Field Artilleiy, of wbieb Privale Emory was a member, was com])osed prineii)ally of St. Louis, Mo., National guards- men. His death, which took i)laee at Cbarpentry, France, during the battle of the Argonne Forest, was instantaneous. A description of the incidents connected with bis last combat, as well as a tribute to bis sterling worlb and character, is contained in the following letters, ad- dressed respectively to bis sister, Mrs. Bernard L. Maguire, and to bis father, Mr. Auguslinc W. Emory: France, January 14, 1919. 1 am indeed i)leased to tell you of the high esteem in which Cyril was held by all of Ibe ollicers and men of Ibis organization. He was certainly an excellent soldier and in writing that tribute to him I mean be was a perfect gentleman, alwaj s courteous, obedient, cheerful and the man of the kind of character that makes for the pride and morale of our invincible army. The i)lace of bis death was at Cbarpentry, France, a small village northwest of Verdun about 30 miles. It was the fourth day of the memorable Argonne drive and our baltery was in an advanced infantry supi)ort ])osition. This ])osition was our fourth move forward. Cyril was fusing and carrying ammunition witli some of the other men of the battery from a duiu]) about sixty yards from the guns and i7 THE ARROW POINTS TO CYRIL EMORY ' S GRAYE. Yas struck in the licad by a dying shell rragincnt. The Germans shelled us eonstantly and our missions of support were so neeessarj that every- one had to work in the open and the coolness and absolute disregard lor ])ersonal safety to do our duty was wonderful among all the men. Cyril was buried in a courtyard at Charpentry. A small lot con- taining about thirty Americans is marked at that village and a cross has been placed over each grave. All of the otlicers in our battery have been with it for a long time and, knowing each man individuall y as we do, it is a distinct jicrsonal grief that we feel for those of our men who made the sujireme sacrifice. Please allow me to share your grief in your loss of a splendid brother and believe me to he. Most sincerely, (Signed) Robert A. Drum, First Lieutenant, 128th F. A., A. E. F. Dagonidle, France, February 27, 1919. Your son was assigned to Battery “B,” 128th Field Artillery, while this organization was stationed at Camj) Doniphan, Oklahoma, leaving there for Camj) Mills on May 10, 1918, leaving New York on May 20, 1918, for overseas duty, and arriving in England on June 4, 19 1 8. From England we moved to Erance, across the Channel, and after sjiending a month in Fenen, France, we jiroceeded to Camj) Doetanidon, one of the oldest artillery ranges in France, there to train and become jiroticient on the 75 m. m. gun before starting on the big job. Leaving 38 this area on August 15 we proceeded to Geredemer (Vorges Sector) and on the 21st went into our first gun position. After spending about a month (uneventful) in this quiet sector we started on a hike to the St. Mihiel sector, but finding after lying in reserve for two days that we were not needed, we were ordered on to the Argonne sector, where the big American attempt was to be made. On the night of September 23, 1918, under a light and ineffective shell- ing by the Germans, we occupied gun positions and prepared for the “jump stuff.” At 1.30i A. M. on the morning of September 26, 1918, we started our preparation fire and at 5.30 A. M. the infantry went over the to]), in what later proved to be the beginning of the end. Moving out of these positions late that evening, we cam])ed in the early hours of September 27 in front of what formerly had been our front line trenches, moving again later in the morning and late in the evening, occupying a position just out of Cheppy. Early September 28th found us again on the road, having had a very close call the night before when the Germans continued to rain shells in front and rear of our Battery at a distance of 50 yards between shots or twenty-five yards away from the guns and men who were right at the guns. The afternoon of September 28th found us in another gun posi- tion near Charpentry, where most of our fighting took place. The In- fantry had been advancing very rapidly and from the time we occu- pied this position until relieved, the firing was almost incessant and at times there were outbursts of firing when we would fire as fast as the guns could stand it. On September 30, during one of the outbursts and at a time when things were very ticklish, Cyril Emory met his death. At the time he was screwing fuses in shells and was a few feet from the 3d Section gun, in charge of Sergeant Paul J. O’Gorman. He was buried in an American burying plot in the heart of Charpen- try (diagram attached). The funeral services were performed by Eather Kain, Catholic chaplain of the 110th Ammunition Train, 35th Division, and viewed by myself and his whole gun section. In closing I want to say that I considered him one of my best soldiers and always found him ready for any task and willingly. Personally it pains me very much to bear on this subject, for the lives of men such as he can hardly be spared by this world when every- thing is turmoil and slaughter, and we cannot be too sure as to who are our friends, and I want you to believe me when I say that I grieve for my lost boys as I came to consider them as belonging to me, in trust, until I could return them to you, who so nobly offered them to their countiw. To a soldier, nothing is more glorious and honorable than to pay I he sui)reme sacrifice for his country if the General above decides that it is his turn. 39 Cyril Emory i)ai(l this price and in a manly, soldieiy way that can only draw praise Irom all who witnessed this said event. Accept, I pray you, my heartfelt sympathies as his captain and fel- Very truly ours, Morton (Avin, Captain 128th Field Artillery, Commanding Battery “B.” low in arms. As might be exi)eeted from one earefully brought uj) in a thorough- ly Catholic Ijome and educated in Catholic schools, Cyril was himself a devoted Catholic young man; of a ({uict unassuming disi)osition, he was nevertheless brave and fearless and eager to defend his eountry’s honor. . dutiful son and an affectionate brother, his father and sister and other relatives will find eonsolation in the thought that Cyril Emory died a loyal Catholic, fighting courageously for his eountry. To them and espeeially to the father and sister, Loyola offers the tribute of sincere symj)athy in their grief over the loss of an only son and an only brother. -h ' ' D a th REPRODUCTION OF A SKETCH, SENT BY CAPTAIN CWTN, OF THE PLACE OF DEATH AND BURIAL OF CYRIL EMORY. 40 G. FRAXK WEATHERLEY (Picture taken at Loyola, 2nd Year High School, 1914) 41 (Hurpnral (6. iffrank OTpatltprlpg X April, 1917, the very month our country entered the war, two brotliers, former l.oyola boys, enlisted in tlie American army. The younger, tlie subject of tliis sketch, George Frank Weatlicrley, known to Ins friends as Frank, was born in llaltimorc, September 13, 1898. His lather, Mr. Janies C. Weatberley, entered l.oyola in 1873, and bis uncle Mr. G. Frank Weatberley, after whom Frank was named, was also a Loyola student, registering in 1886. Frank and bis brother Wilson, bis senior by two years, came to Loyola together in the fail of 1913; they enlisted together anti remained together in the same company until Frank was killed in the Argonne drive, October 15, 1918, a month and two days after completing bis twentieth year. The following narrative of bis brief, but beautiful life is taken mainly from letters by his brother Wilson. Frank and Wilson trained at Anniston, Ala. Tbej arrived in Brest the latter part of June, 1918. We quote a description of first experiences: “We remained at Brest for three days. Then we boarded the train, and after a couple of days and nights of travel we got off at the town of Champlitte in the department of Haute Saone. Next day, the 4th of July, we hiked about a kilometre to the town of Margilley. Here we stayed for about two weeks. Suddenly we got orders to hike “some- where.” We started that evening and marched all that night and half the next day. Finally we came to a halt, absolutel} exhausted, at a small railway station, and the ti’ain was waiting for us. We boarded it and rode for the rest of the day. Finally we got off’ and billeted in the town of Krreoot. After about a week here we started hiking again, and to make a long story short finally took over the front line trenches in Alsace. When we relieved the French it was what was called a quiet sector. There seemed to be a sort of understanding between the French and Germans to this effect: Tf you don’t shoot at me, I won’t shoot at vou.’ Nothing worse than an occasional raid, sniping, and a continual artillery duelling, and patrols at night. We were in the trenches only a few days when the Boche, knowing that Americans now held the sector decided to make a raid and take some prisoners to find out more about us. So one morning at “stand to” about 4:30 o’clock, our auto- matic rifles commenced firing almost in front of me. Then I could hear grenades exploding. And, all at once, the German barrage fell on us. Big shells and little ones liit in front and behind our trenches. I was 42 stationed in a bay with four other men in the line of resistance. Frank with his squad of automatic ritlemcn was in an advanced post. The barrage lasted about a half hour. But no shell hit in our hay, one reason why I’m still here. I soon found that Frank was 0. K. Yoll the Dutch got no prisoners. About eighteen Germans had crosseci No Man’s Land in the night and were lying in wait in the high grass around this ])articular post of ours, waiting for the x mericans to come out and take charge of the post for the day. x s soon as our hoys hati got out to the post the Germans attacked them with grenades and pistols and our fellows ha nded it hack. When the German otlicer saw that he was losing he called for a barrage with a rocket from his Very pistol. And he got his barrage at once, under cover of which the Fritzies heat it FRAXK IX CAMP hack to their trenches carrying their dead and wounded. The raid at first scared us, and then made us mad. From then on, activity in- creased on that sector. After a while I was sent away to an Intelligence School. The scliool was in a little town called Geromenil, near Epinal. We didn’t have much to do at this school and it was a nice little trij) for me. I stayed here two weeks. When I got hack, the regiment had been relieved from the front and was in reserve. We enjoyed ourselves very much. Some of the “higher ups” then decided to organize a raiding party from our battalion. Frank and I and a lot of other fellows volunteered for 43 this from M company. We practiced up for the aft ' air for several days. At last, one night at ten o’clock we got in trucks and started our ride to the trendies. At tirst we were all joking, hut after awhile we became quiet and just smoked cigarettes and jirayed, 1 think. We got out of the trucks and went on up into the trenches. Then we crept ([iiietly over the top, over a hundred of us. About half way over No Man’s Land we sjiread out and hid in shell holes and waited for our barrage to start. In about an hour it started. First one shell screameci over our heads and then it seemed like a million of them. The section of German trench ahead of us seemed to be ablaze witli ex])loding shells. Ten minutes of this, and we started forward behind our barrage. At one time 1 lieard Frank yelling and thought he had been hit. I ran in his direction, calling his name, and he hearing me, thought 1 had been hit, and ran in my direction. Half way in the smoke amt high grass we ran into each other’s arms, and found all was O. K. When our job was done we got orders to “beat it” for our trench. Then there was a wild race for the American trench to get there before a German barrage should fall. But the barrage was there and we had to make our way through it. With my clothes torn to shreds from falling in barbed wire, I linally reached the trench and found Frank there, smiling. Well, we held the front for another short period, and then were relieved by the French. We took the train at Belfort and siarted for “somewhere,” a few days and nights in box cars and then some long night hikes toward the front. At last we entered a huge dugout near Verdun. A week here and then one evening, “Forward, Marcli!” A few hours’ march and we spread our l)lankets in the srieets of a de- molished village. In the niglit our engineers ])ut a i)ontoon bridge over the Meuse. Next morning before sun uj), our artillery oi)ened up on unsus])ecting Fritz. A half hour later our first wave went over. Aus- trians held the German front lines. Bather they were in tlie front lines, hut offered no resistance, simi)ly went into their dugouts and waited to he taken prisoners. Back they came in long columns willi one Yank as guard to about each fifty. But from then on we encountered Germans, and then we had hard figliting. The next three weeks 1 can- not describe. Just a series of attacks and counter attacks and our continual advance.” The following extract, Saturday, September 9, shows how fully the two brothers realized their danger, and witli what a si)irit of faith they l)rei)ared to meet death: “Well, they’re cliasing Fritz i)retty hard now. The general o])inion seems to be tliat the war will soon be over. Ibit 1 imagine it will cost many an American life before it is ended. To face ])lain facts, it may cost my life and Frank’s too. But should tliat be necessary, we are both ready to go. In fact, the only thing that worries us in this regard 44 is that we know it would be hard on you and mother. The good Lord may bring us through 0. K. or He may decide to take us. Well, wliich- evcr way it is, it will be lor the best. Spiritually we’re ready should the call come.’’ About a week later, September 18, there follows a letter manifesting the same lofty faith, filial affection and brotherly love : “Frank is very well and looks fine. We are now in a picturesque little village behind the lines. It has a quaint and pretty little church. Last night I went there to confession and this morning I received Holy Communion there. It’s pretty tough on a fellow when Fritz gets to throwing his high explosive shells. The explosion of these things is ter- rifying, until one gets used to them. But when a man is straight witli Cod he doesn’t care much whether he gets killed or not. And you can deiiend on it that both your boys are following the straight and narrow path, and will always do so. I know, we both have high principles, and I know, also, that we owe all these to the constant care and training we received froni our dear parents when we were home. Frank is as good as gold. I once saw him carry in a wounded man from No Man’s Land in a hail of shell fire. Well, if God grants that we may return some day, and we pray that He will, we’ll have some wonderful stories to tell.” There follows under date of November 2, the tragic and touching story of Frank’s death. My Dearest Mother and Dad: November 2, 1918. I’ve just returned from the front and am safe and sound in a rest camp behind the lines. But this letter must be a sad one. My brother, the best friend I ever had, died bravely in battle on October 15th. Now, be brave, dear parents, and be resigned with me to God’s will. Frank suffered no ])ain before his death, because he was killed instantly. It was in the morning. Our com])any was attacking. The Boche was resisting with artillery. A German shell fell rigid into Frank’s s([uad, killing two and seriously wounding three. A large ])iecc of the explod- ing shell struck Frank in the temple, killing him instantly. A great consolation — he didn’t suffer. He is buried in a ([uiet little graveyard behind tlic lines, and after the war I will bring him home. I saw to it that he received respectable burial. It’s a mighty hard blow to me, but naturally the blow falls hardest on you, dear mother and dad. The i)arents suffer most in this war. But he brave, mother, dear; hear uj) and live through this trouble for my sake. I feel confident that the good Lord will spare the remaining son for the sake of my ])arents, and send me home soon and safe, to work for and cheer them the rest of my life. That has always been the greatest desire of my heart. And that was Frank’s greatest desire. I wasn’t with him when he was killed, but ate supper 45 witli him the evening before in the tliigout. And then it was that he said: “Golly! 1 wish I were home with mother, eating some of her hot cakes and syrup.” No one ever loved his dad and mother and home more than our i)oor kid. 1 cried when I heard of Frank’s death and I wished 1 might have been taken and he spared. Hut I’ve resigned my- self to (iod’s will, and beg you to do the same, mother and dad. You have been called to sutler bereavement, as millions of other i)arents liave sutl ' ered, are suflering and will sutler in this war. So be brave, like these French women, many of whom have lost all their sons, their fathers, their husbands. The end of the war is in sight. Germany is ])ractically alone now. Her soldiers don’t fight as they used to. I’ve seen them surrender in droves to our boys. So I beg you, dad and mother and sister, to live bravely through this affliction, and wait for me, for I’m coming home and tell you more about our saint and hero. Over here he was just the same as at home — snappy, happy and enthusiastic. Fie was healthy, strong and good-looking, and had lots of friends and admirers. He was never worried and was afraid of nothing. He and 1 cdten spoke of dad and mother, and hoped they wouldn’t worry much, and, like all the boys, longed to be back with them. And he died a saint. I knew him as well as I know myself, and there was never a cleaner, higher-])rincipled, more God-fearing fellow in the American F x])cdi- tionary Forces. He went to church every Sunday, when it was at all ])ossible, and went to the Sacraments as frequently as he could. He often came to my billet on Sunday morning, waked me up, reminded me it was Sunday and led me on to the church to mass. I’ve seen him ])ersuade other Catholic boys who were getting lax in their duties to Come along to mass. He never cursed, and was always scrupulously clean and jmre in mind and speech and actions. All of the above is absolute fact. If keeping God’s commandments and doing good ever saved anyone’s soul, Frank is in Heaven now. Yes, I firmly believe that that boy is in Heaven right now, praying to God for his mother, dad, sister and brother and relatives. Well, death will come to all of us some day, and I only ho] e that I will be as well ])repared to face my Creator as that boy was. (iod’s good ways are hard to understand. I know of some rotten characters who lived through the ordeal unscathed, and then some of the fmest- ju ' incipled characters, like Frank, were called on to make the supreme sacrifice. We can never forget our boy, and the tragedy of his death lias brought much grief to his family. Hut it has also brought honor and glory to his familv. He didn’t die in vain; he died to avenge the wrongs of France and Helgium and ])rotect American honor. News has come today that Austria has surrendered unconditionally. Germanv must capitulate soon, so I doubt that I’ll ever again see the front. So mother, dear, live on bravely for my sake, and daddy, too. 46 for I feel sure that God is going to send 3a)u baek 3 )111’ remaining son. So have courage and wait for me. I would gladh’ give 1113 life to bring Frank hack, but that can’t be.” A later letter gives a few details about his death. “One week to a day from the start of the offensive Frank w as killed 133 shell tire. I wais not with him at the time, 1113 duties being liaison runner for battalion head([narters. But the fellows told me how ' it was. The platoon he w as in, w as in reserve in a small clearing. The Boche from a hill commenced firing at them wdth a three inch shell. Three shells came in quick succession. The third one hit in the crowal. Frank had been sitting calmh beside a stump. A piece of shell fragment hit him in the head and he w as dead instantl3 He lies wdth his comrades in a field up in th e forest of Argonne near the Consenvoy Road. It is about eighteen or tw ent3 kilometres from Verdun; 1 know the place. It is awfull3 sad. You can imagine 1113 position for the next tw o wrecks, as I had to continue on. I must sa3 that Frank w as the coolest, bravest, most enthusiastic and happ3 soldier 1 ever saw Although he realized that he was in great danger of death, he said that it didn’t bother him. But he w as awfulh fond of his mother and dad, and anxious to get back to his home some da3 . Of course w e will ahva3 s remember the brave lad wdio gave all to end the w ar, and thus put an end to the grief and slaughter caused by it. I alwa3 s felt a strong famil3 pride wdien wdth Frank. He w as alwau s looking out for me and I for him. I admired him more each da3’ for his intelligence and abilit3 . He knew the arm3 game from to]3 to bottom. He was an excellent corporal and could have made just as good an officer. He w as alwau s looking out for his squad, and never allowed them to be imposed on or given an3 unjust puni.shment. If he thought thc3 weren’t getting all that wais coming to them he would go to the i)roper authorities and fight for them. He had the grit and courage of his mother, the tact and diplomac3 of his father, and the out-s])okenness of his uncle. 5k ' k 5k ;k 5k “Precious blood has been spilled on the historic soil of France, to ])rotcct civilization and Cdiristianit3 . It w as surel3’ not waisicd. Poor Frank w as called on to pa3 jiart of the great price of blood. But I w ish to God it had been 1 instead of him. I’d give 1113 life wdt hout a thought, to bring back that ])oor little kid. He wats a better man than I and pos- sibh God w anted him. I’ve heard some of 1113 comrades sa3 that the3 had enough of France, and if the3 ever got awai3 the3 wain ted to sec it no more. But I’ll alw a3 s love France and some da3 I’ll come back here as a civilian, because Frank gave his life here. “When I started in the drive I did not expect to ])ull tlirough alive, 1 w as resigned to die. But as the da3 s passed and I wais still alive, 1113 ' 47 hopes of seeing home increased and I prayed that we botli, or at least one, might be spared for dad and mother. At the end of the third day I saw Frank. He said, “Well, I see you ' re still alive.” I said, “Yes, take care of yourself.” He seemed hai)py and contident, then. But the ceaseless crash of shells and their constant toll wore on his nerves as on all of us. The day he was killed he remarked to a boy in his s([uad, “These shells are getting my goat.” And shelling will wear down the nerves of the strongest men. It’s a terrifying thing. First you hear the shell screaming through the air towards you. As it gets close it just hisses through the air and then comes the crash of the explosion. A great column of earth and smoke is thrown into the air and the iron fragments of the shell-casing tly in every direction. Well, Frank has just ])receded us to Heaven by a few months or years, and if we die as painlessly as he did we’re lucky.” In February, Wilson writes his mother about the furlough he ob- tained to locate his brother’s grave. He tells how he “built a little fence around it and marked it well so that anyone could ])ick out the spot two years from now.” ... A letter I received today from E says, ‘Frank has not left us; the best part of him, his soul is with us’ — and this is right. Not only faith, but reason also tells us that there is a good God who is the ultimate cause of all things. And He teaches us that the human soul is immortal. Therefore, Frank is happy in that place we call heaven. And if we live proper lives we’ll meet him there some day.” It would seem su])crtluous to attemi)t to offer consolation to one whose words manifest such a deej) spirit of faith. But sorrow for the dead s])rings from the nature that God gave us; it is praiseworthy; it was shown by Christ and by His saints. We can assure Wilson, his mother, father, and sister, that Loyola grieves with them in the loss they have sustained by the untimely death of so promis- ing a lad as was G. Frank Weatherley. CORPORAL FRANK WEATHERLEY’S I5ROTHER, J. WILSON WEATHERLEY. (Eaptaiu mtlltarn 31 . 2(paling N the Argonne Forest ilghting, ()ctol)cr 27 of last j ear, Capt. ' ll William J. Keating, Loyola High School, ’12, willingly gave ft. his life to tlie country he loved, With full knf)wledge that he had virtually no chance to avoid being blown to atoms, he kept the last machine gun in his company working amid a hail of bullets and, a shower of shells, after the last available gunner tiad been killed or wounded by the murderous tire, and the ex])ected happened. A German shell burst in front of his position, snutilng out his life and blowdng the gun to atoms. The fight in wdiich he died, with so many of his brave men, occurred on the day following his promotion to a ca])tainc 3 % wdien, urged by some ]iroj)lietic instinct, he had gone to confession and had induced every Catholic member of his company to do likewise. His country, not unmindful of the glory of her sons, immortalized him wdtli a Distinguished Service Cross, and placed his name side by side wdth that of Loyola, in the ])ermanent records to be read with pride by our children for uncounted generations to come. “Bill” Keating, as we affectionately knew him, would not thank us for rememberiiig him with sorrows In Ids nature tliere w as no place for sadness or repining. Peacefully he sleeps under the sod of France, and certainly wo may believe tliat as he sleeps he smiles, for his liones are one with those of the free and the unafraid all along that long frontier of civilization, and tlie face of his liody retlects the sjilendor of his soul, marctung on forever in tlie vanguard of that immortal compaii} of the brave. Worn is the platitude that says comparisons are odious, hut surely it may be said that uo man of Loyola ever steiijied from her halls better fitted to bear her standard. Of a certainty none ever bore that standard more gloriously to a divinely apjiointed end. For Bill Keating, the fifth son of Loyola to die for his country, wais no hero born of chance or of a momenfs enthusiasm. No truer words wore ever written than the tribute of his fellow-otlicer who saw ' him die: “He lived like a man, fought like a man, and died like a man.” We know ' why Bill Keating did things like a man — because in every act of his life he w ' as a man. Like his ' illustrious chief, Foch, another Jesuit boy, his whole life was shajied by a iiowerful will to hear the ultimate test he could sec looming mistily before him out of the future, to be encountered he knew ' not where nor wdien. 49 CAPT. WILLIAM J. KEATING, D. S. C. 50 And yet, sliccr as was his manhood, it is as a boy that his friends remember liim best. It is as the sunny-hearted youth, joying in the rosy promises of opening manhood that he twined his singular person- ality about the liearts of his sehoolmates, his business and social inti- mates and the comrades of his soldier days. Not yet twenty-four years old, and evidently fashioned to enjoy the sweeter things of life, his former comrades were impressed with some- thing incongruous, a pathetic note, in the news that he had been made a company commander in France; in visualizing this merry-faced lad, yoked with the resi)onsibilities of fathering, leading and directing an hundred and more of fighting men through the shambles of the greatest battles which ever tested human fibre. But they knew that, somehow, his will would carry him through, and it did. Yes, the incongruity was only seeming, and the judgment of his superiors was well founded, as his own letters attest: “Several men whom I thought braver and stronger have given in under the strain we’ve been subject to; but I am praying God I can keep on, and I feel absolutely no doubt but that I can.” And again; “Can you imagine turning over the bodies looking for your own boys who were missing? Well, I’ve been doing that quite a little bit, and I never before thought I’d be equal to it, but somehow I was.” With that will, trained from boyhood to triumph over the inclina- tions of the senses, and with the grace of God freely asked and freely given, he was, in truth, a “spark of the Almighty” — he could not fail. To speak of the characteristics which made up the personality of Bill Keating is to lay oneself open to a charge of exaggeration by those who did not know him, for he was a plexus of strong qualities not found combined in one person in many thousands. At school he was that rare combination, an excellent athlete and a preeminent student; throughout life that rarer combination, a “good sport” in the highest sense, yet with that deep, sure religious instinct which scorned sin. Strong, yet gentle, close to the heart of mankind, yet closer to the heart of God, he was a real type of Jesuit-trained manhood — a man. And, too. Bill Keating was a real soldier. Breaking his way irresist- iblv upward by the force of his personality, nevertheless he did so with a minimum of jealousy among his comrades. His ability was so marked that it could not be denied. Like all good soldiers, a strict disciplinarian on the field, he was all kindness and jollity when work v.as done. Endowed by nature with a quick and retentive mind, he made it his business to assist the members of his company in knotty problems cropping up in the study of machine gunnery, far beyond the demands of duty. Before attempting to set down more fully, however, the absorbingly interesting events of his short, useful life, it is proper to relate more 51 in detail the deed whieh erowned Ids life and won him tlie eoveted deeoration ol’ liis country. Notoriously unemotional is the language of tine ollieial citations, yet one can scarce help l)ut leel a thrill even at the dry, brief text sent to the War l)ej)artment l)y the colonel of (la|)lain Keating’s regiment, the One Hundred and Fourteenth Iidantry, as follows: “Captain William J, Keating (deceased). One Hundred and Four- teenth Infantry, for extraordinary heroism in action near Molleville Farm, north of Verdun, France, October 27, 191 S. While he was in command of the machine gun comi)any of his regiment, and every iivailable gunner had been killed or wounded, Caj)tain Keating ])erson- ally manned one of the guns and kept it in operation until killed. Simjily that — and with those few ])rosaic lines might the talc of his glory have died, had its enactment not stirred even the breasts of his brother otliccrs, inured to deeds of heroism, to moving recitals of the details. Very striking is the letter of Lieut. -Col. Millard F. Tydings, divisional machine gun otlicer of the Blue and Gray Division, himself ounded during the same action : “Your brother was killed instantly by the explosion of a three-inch shell, which wiped out the whole force manning a ])latoon of machine guns. Your brother’s conduct was cxcei)tionally meritorious. About 10 minutes before be was killed he sent me a message stating ‘all my men’ are casualties. Butcher Maulsby (the captain of a neighboring comi)any) and I will tire barrage ourselves.’ After all his men were ' knocked out, he, not faltering, summoned help to ‘carry on’ until he him- self was a casualty. It was magniticent, and a braver, finer fellow tlian your brother never lived. He could easily have said, ‘Can’t tire barrage, as all my men are casualties.’ But as long as he himself was left I knew at least one gun would be manned by him. “At the time he was under my command, as the infantry, machine gun and battalion macbinc gun comjamies were together in action. “I feel sure that he will get the Distinguished Service Cross, and maybe the Medal of Honor. “He was like a brother to me — always cheery, willing and thoroughly (“uthusiastic in his work, never sparing himself where work was to be done. When I came to the battalion be was a second lieutenant. Through his own efforts entirely he was rai)idly climbing, and was made a caj)tain the day before he was killed. He and Butch.er, both new cai)tains, were killed by tbe same shell. “You may well be i)roud, sir, to claim kinsbip to Ca|)tain Keating. His noble and heroic sacrifice will always — sad tbough it be to recall be a green s])ot in my memory, filled with the finest flowers of earth. To you, as well as to his friends, though a terrible loss, bow sweet and dear a treasure it must be to know that your beloved was one who did 52 not flinch, but accepted an uneven chance — true to his last breath — for our beloved country! “I have the spot of his burial well marked on the ina]) which I shall send you as soon as I get out of the hospital Only the truly great are privileged to i)ass so.” bh[ually stirring is the story in the Ihdtimore Siiii, written from data sent from overseas by Major Thomas P. McXicholas, former commander of Company C, One Hundred and Fifteenth Infantry: “A story that symbolizes the si)irit of the American fighting man as few other stories have symbolized it came to Baltimore yesterday. With liiat story, which thrilled one and made one feel proud, came the news of the death in action of the hero of the story. Captain William ,1. Keating. “It told how, leading his men to victory, he refused to be stopped by the murderous artillery and machine-gun fire of the enemy. It told how he had seen member after member of his com])any, most of them New Jersey boys, fall around him. Shells and machine-gun bullets hummed and whistled incessantly, and none could have blamed these soldiers if they had given way. But they had been told to advance, and not to yield ground, and they obeyed. “Machine gun crew after machine gun crew was disabled by death and wounds. Captain Keating was standing near one of the guns when h.e saw the soldier who was working it fall a victim to a bit of Hun shra]mel. The Cai)tain sto])i)ed leading. He sat down beside the gun and worked it, j)ouring many bullets into the ranks of the enemy and counting many victims. The shells began to fall around him, but young Keating sent back word that he was going to stick it out to the end. He did. A shell exploded in front of the gun, killing him and his com- panion and blowing the gun to atoms.” That characteristic of the former Loyola boy which was sure to strike one forcibly— his simon-pure Catholicity — was well exem])lifled in his letters to his brothers. In one ])lace he said : “Went to confession last night to the artillery chai)lain, standing near the big guns with my helmet on — a novel exj)erience. . . . Am in the best of health — dirty as a ]hg, but clean si)iritually. Pray earnestly for our success.” His last letter, written October 22, fi ve days before his death, reads as though the shadow of the end were u])on his soul: “It was only by the grace of God and ])ure American grit that we weren’t annihilated. . . . Talk about i)raying! Honestly, I ! nought St. Peter had me by the hand, and, believe me, I resolved that Pci be nothing but the best Cliristian from then on. . . . Pray occasionally for your brother, who is trying his best to beat the Boche.” Sonic idea ol the nerve-racking alarms the daily and nightlv iinnii- neney of death, which is the lot of the soldier on active dut}% is well exeiniililled by extracts from the same and other letters written a few days jireviously: “Just Irom over the toji on a breathing spell, and then in again. Have indeed been through hell since I last wrote, and, believe me. I’m more than anxious now to see the dawn of peace. The spirit manifested by the boys was sure wonderful, and they surely must liave iron constitu- tions. For over live days and nights we lay exposed to the most deadly and murderous machine-gun and shell fire, hut stuck through it all until relieved; and it was the worst and most exciting cxjieriencc I ever yet have been through or want to see again. On our sector here it is open fighting, and to see that attack put over had San Juan hill heat a mile. Preparation and actual stay in the line made letter writing im- possible. . . . Many fell down under the mental strain, and I was a little worried about myself, but I’m here still and feel fit as a fiddle. . . . Believe me, little Willie has surely prayed in the jiast week, and, thank God! I came through safely with but a few bumps. My baptism of fire was a hot one, and we’ve been told it was second to none. I can’t tell you much, but just wait until I return home, and I’ll surely have your hail ' standing out straight with my stories. “Am now within 50 feet of a few batteries of 75’s, and the paper, pen- cil, etc., leave my hand when they put over their frec[ucnt barrages. Am mighty glad Tommie (his brother) is a lieutenant, hut not so keen on seeing him come over to this hell hole. I wanted it mighty badly, nor do I want to return until it’s over, but I surei hojie peace will come along soon. . . . Feel mighty proud leading a company into battle, and returning with not so many casualties, though each one has worried me considerably, especially the jioor boys missing. “Raining hard now, and we have no protection whatever, so jaju’ll have to excuse the appearance of this; but believe you’ll know that that brother of yours can stand most anything now and is in the best of health, though exposed for the last week to the worst of hardships.” In turning the pages of history, how frequently we have jiaused a moment to wonder just what sort of a chap personally this or that American hero might be. Did that spiritual and physical courage which won for his name immortality show forth in the ordinary acts of his previous life and mark him as of su])crior fiber? In the case of Bill Keating, we can unhesitatingly answer “yes” to that question. And we are backed by his record at school, in business, socially and as a soldier. Born at Texas, Baltimore county, Maryland, October 31, 1894, when he was only two years old he unfortunately suffered the loss of his father, Mr. John H. Keating, and seven years later his mother, Mrs. Mary 54 A. Keating, passed awa 3 It is a pity that his parents could not have lived to share in the glory of their son. From that time until he entered the arm} in 1917, he lived in the household of his eldest brother, Raj - mond M. Keating, at 2104 Atlantic avenue. Bill entered Loyola High School in 1908, immediateh attracting the attention of his ])rofessors by the quickness and retentiveness of his mind. He was known among his fellows as a “wizard” at mathematics, and he usual W carried away each prize otfered in that subject. His mind was well balanced, however, and he was usually the leader or runner-up in the general work of the class. It was while a member of this class, the high school graduating class of 1912, that Keating met a number of the young men who were destined to he associates of his during the stirring times of the great war. Many of his class-mates persevered throughout the college course and gradu- ated with the college class of 1916 — a class which gave its every member to our countiy in one capacity or another. Bill graduated with high honors, carrying several prizes and premiums home with him as me- mentos of his school days. His passing from Loyola was marked by expressions of keen regret from the entire facult} and student body. He had been one of the brightest stars in the athletic firmament of the institution, making the high school baseball team during his second, third and fourth years, during which he developed into one of the best shortstops ever un- earthed at Loyola. He was also a member of the basketball squad, and Iiad he remained for a college course he no doubt would have become a member of those powerful quintets which placed Loyola so prominently before the athletic world from 1913 until 1916. A ready debater, a good actor and the i)ossessor of a fine singing voice, none was more prominent tlian he in scholastic exercises and entertainments. Gifted with an unusually keen sense of humor, an ever-ready smile and an unfailing fund of good humor, it was inevitable that he should become one of the most popular fellows in the school. Then, too, there was behind his good nature that sure maker of friends — a pure and wholesome heart. i fter leaving school Bill kejit up his athletic career, becoming one of the most prominent members of the baseball team of St. John’s Athletic Association. His talents along technical lines led him to obtain a jiosition in the engineering department of the Boland Park Company, where he made good from the start. Always socially inclined, he became a member of the Loyola Club and took a keen interest in heli)ing provide a good time for its members at their various gatherings. But success in his avocation and jileasure in his social relations meant nothing to Bill Keating wlien, in 1917, the call to the ])atriotism of young 55 56 CAPTAIN KEATING’S CLASS, FGURTH YEAR HIGH SCHOOL, 1912 Twelve of its members entered the Army or Navy Top Row — R. Sybert, Joseph Quinn, Eugene Sapp, George Horn, Carberry Boyle, Leo Codd, George Golder, James Kelly. Middle Row — Edward Coolahan, John Kaspar, Julian Morris, Matthew Kalb, Ma rtin Murray, Eugene Baldwin. Front Row — Neil Corcoran, A’incent Valentini, John Scheurich, George Loden, William Keating, Anthony Buchness, James Vaeth. American manhood was heralded forth over the land from Washington. Scarcely had its echoes died away — on May 16, to be exact — when he applied to Captain (now Major) Joseph H. Davidson, commanding the machine gun company of the old Fifth Maryland Infantry, for enlist- ment and was accepted. Attracted by his example, inaii} of his former class-mates and friends at Loyola Joined the same organization, which eventually brought together more than 30 of our young men. This little company, at that time numbering only 72 men, was destined to win renown as the most soldierly company in the Twenty-ninth Division and to form the nucleus for several other excellent companies. Just two weeks after his enlistment Keating began that remarkable rise in the service which is almost unparalleled in a soldier of his years. Despite the fact that the machine gun company was made uj), exclusive of the Loyola boys, of veterans of Mexican border service, and in many cases of veterans of prior service in the National Cuard or Regular Army, it took him only that long to obtain the rating of tirst-class l)rivate. One month later Bill reached the grade of corporal, and was handed the warrant of a sergeant just two months to the day from the time of Ids enlistment — a most unusual feat in a well-trained organization like the machine-gun company. From then on it became well-settled knowledge that it was only a matter of time when he would pass “the wall between” and become a selected leader of men as a commissioned officer in the United States Army. Many events were destined to intervene, however, including the terndnation of the guard duty at Port Covington and of the month’s period of mobilization of the regiment at Cockeysville, and it was a “snappy” sergeant that his friends and relatives saw for the last time as he led his platoon to the train, southward bound for the big divisional camp at Anniston, Ala. It was not until the “Loyola Company” had become a part of the newly organized Twenty-ninth Division, had been increased in numbers and been welded into Company B, One Hundred and Tenth Machine Gun Battalion, that his big opportunity came. On January 5, 1918, 300 men were selected from the entire enlisted personnel of the division to attend the Third Ottlcers’ Training Camp, then being organized, and Sergeant Keating was one man who didn’t lack recommendations from offiicers whose commendation was not lightly given. He faced the hoard of examiners standing squarely on his own record, and was ad- jnitted to the school almost as a matter of course. The day that he packed his barracks bag and jumped aboard an army truck bound for the school, really marked the end of his comradeship with his Loyola friends. In those days, when the Hun was yet to be beaten, there was little time for social amenities, but occasional news 67 broiiglit the iiironnalion Unit he was standing out as one of the best men in the sehool. He never eame haek. Aeeording to the army eiis- tom, when he finished among tlie leaders of the sehool, and reeeived his eommission. May 10, he was assigned to Comj)any A, One Hundred and Eleventh Maehine Gun Battalion, It has been said that he waited a few months for his oi)portunity, and it is a true statement; hut his comrades of Comj)any B will never forget the opportunities of another nature which came to him and which he grasi)ed so eagerly. Far from home, and thrown into a freer environ- ment than they had ever before exj)crienced, there was a distinct temj)- tation for many of the hoys — and quite a few were still in their ’teens- to relax a little in their moral code, for a few of the Catholic hoys do forget their religious duties. There was little to he done directly. Good examj)le was manifold more powerful than words. Individual cases, of course, cannot he enumerated, hut more than one careless fel- low, lounging on his cot on Sunday morning, had his mind made uj) for him by the i)oi)ular sergeant’s cheery hail : “Come on, fellows! All out for Mass! Join the crowd!” And seldom did the merry crowd start the two-mile hike to the Annis- ton church before the last Catholic in khaki had been rounded U]). In- deed, these Sunday morning jaunts became so popular that several chaps of other faiths, or of doubtful alliliations, became regular mem- bers of the party. Of course, there was not the slightest trace of Puritanism or cant in Keating’s methods. Those are just the qualities which the soldier will detect most quickly, and the moment they are brought to light is the moment when their possessor’s i)oi)ularity dies. During that period Keating was starring as a member of the battalion football team — a branch of sport new to him — and sullice it to say, that that type of fellow doesn’t lean toward cant. Nor does the chap whose voice leads the evening chorus, or whose yarn is the funniest spun around the old Sibley stove. It is thus that his old comrades will remember him best - the way he was when he went away, light-hearted, to enter the oflicers’ training cam]), and not as a worried leader of a battle-torn organization in the front-line trenches in France. And it is thus that he would wish to he remembered. Indeed, for his friends there is little more first-hand information to relate, for with the arrival of the division in France, and his transfer to the machine gun company of the One Hundred and Fourteenth Infantrv, came almost complete severance from all of his former asso- ciates. But his deeds there, and those of his organization, have become a part of the permanent records of our country, to he preserved as long as our Government endures. 58 Word of his doings filtered through the strict censorship from time to time, partly by means of his own letters to his relatives and former comrades. Going into the front-line trenches with his comj)any as a second lieutenant, the time came for him either to fail, to “just hang on” or to make good. After his first fight he was jiromoted to a first lieuten- ancy. His commander became a casualty, and, although there were, of course, other officers available, he was chosen, only three weeks after his previous promotion, to don the two silver bars of a captain and lead his men back into the fray. This occurred October 26, and the following day came the supreme test of his life. A murderous artillery and machine-gun barrage came down upon his company, which had been ordered to fire a barrage, and the question confronted him whether to perform his full duty and rest content, or to give his life to his country in a supreme effort to carry out the assigned task — an effort far beyond and above that demanded by pure duty. The result we know — a result so glorious as to call forth the reward our country gives only to the bravest of the brave. Thus died Bill Keating. The news of his ])assing brought great sor- row, of course, but a sorrow which was overshadowed by the pride and admiration which welled up in our hearts in the knowledge that truly “only the great are privileged to pass so.” And as one of earth’s really great, will his name and deeds ever remain green in the memoiw of his admiring schoolmates and friends, his jiroud teachers at Loyola and of all those who were near and dear to him. It is to be regretted that his Iiarents did not live to know the glory of their son. His brother, Ray- mond M. Keating, with whom he made his home; his sister, Mrs. J. Albert Boslee, and his second brother. Lieutenant Thomas J. Keating, who also made an enviable record in the great war, are to be congratu- lated on their relationship with one of America’s foremost sons. The nobility of his passing was no suri)rise to his friends. It was the expected from a man of his character. The latter word is defined as habit superimposed on tem])erament, and both elements of his char- acter were designed to shape his life to such an end. Nature’s God was kind to him in the bestowal of temperament, and that gift was carefully fostered and improved by the guidance of his brother and family, by his wise training at Loyola, and by the well-directed promptings of liis own will. His life was one of preparation, and his death was one of consummation. May he rest in peaeel Ralph J. Syp eht (A.B., ’16.) The members of the High School classes, 1908-1912, through Mr. Leo A. Codd (A. B., 1916), have i)lans under way to found a medal to he known as The Captain William J. Keating Memorial Medal, to he awarded annually for “General Excellence” in the High School. The medal will be awarded this year at the High School Commence- ment, June 16. 59 Tlie genial nature, llie good humor, the eheerlul, happy dis])osition of Captain Keating, all interwoven witli an unoslentations t)ul (leej) and solid piety, are relleeled in tlie following tellers. For Iheir i)ul)liealion we are indehled lo j Ir. and Mrs. Hugh I. Kavanagh. June 13, 1918. Jiisl a line lo lei you know, even Ihough far away, I oflen have Ihoughls of you and Ihe gang. Cam]) Hill, Va., where we were stationed |)rior to our emharkalion, was located right on the James, and il surely hrought me hack to our good old P. O. shore days. Had a wonderful trip over, and lo and hehold, contrary lo all my ex])ecta lions, 1 didn’t get sick. The second day out we encountered suhmarines, which I hav’nt seen yet and, after firing enough lo sink a tlcel, we soon rid our- selves of them. Honestly the town we arrived in ])rcsented the most wonderful landscape I’ve ever seen or ever cxj)ecled lo see. Well, Ave ste])ped oil ' the boat and marched to our next cam]) about two miles away; barracks supposed to have been used h) Xa])olcon; by their looks and convenience, I would say by Moses. All along the road we were watched and cheered by the inhabitants. “Hail, hail, the gang’s all here” seems to have been the first thing taught, for everyone knows it. The cutest of all was when three little girls, none over four years old, toddled along with me and sang it through, in ])erfect English. We spent live days in said barracks, broke camp and traveled a la freight cars to our ])rcsent abode. Forty men to a car, and those cars are about one-third the size of ours; c]uite uncomforlahle but rather novel. The ollicers rode in coaches, these being divided into com])arl- ments each holding four; but we crowded in five and six, so you can imagine how we managed sleeping. We traveled through a most won- derful country, every available square inch cultivated, and every one working. We passed towns built right into the side of rocky hills ex])osing the one side of the houses only, and believe me they made the old cliff dwellers look like amateurs. Two o’clock in the morning we ])iled off the train and marched lo our billets where we now are; slept on the ground for an hour, then arose and ran around getting assigned to our ])laces. The men are in barns, the officers in rooms of the inhab- itants, hut as they are one and the same building there is really no difference, f)nly we have beds. Honestly it’s Texas, Md. all over again; all stone houses, running water when il rains, and the regular ])rome- nading of cows, ])igs and goals along the main boulevards the whole day through. Xo one was allowed lo visit town Ihough we could march through, and every day each com])any marched out and, detailing certain officers around the wine sho])s, let the men go lo it, and that they did. Every man was allowed as much as he wanted and very few became intoxi- cated, as the wine here is rather weak. 60 Most everyone is dressed in black, and the women wear little white bonnets. Wooden shoes are the style and you can imagine you see Evangeline walking toward yon; it is such a quaint place. The church is rather cute and not unlike our own save smaller, and the priest has hut one leg. The poor man was at the front and suftered the loss of one leg by the hurst of sliraj)nel. He is all dolled up in medals of bravery, however, and when he walks down the street with his cassock and little round black hat on, he j)rescnts quite an appearance. August 29, 1918. Coming along nicely now, hut wondering when we are going to enter Berlin. We are up in the front line and striving to do our little hit to bring this thing to a finish, and at the rate things seem to be moving, will do it shortly. Things arc i)retty lively at times and an unpleasant sort of feeling creeps all over you when you hear the whizzing of a shell coming through the air and then with an ungodly hang, explode in your immediate vicinity. There are (fuite a few little incidents occurring that Fd like to tell hut can’t. “Passed by the National Board of Cen- sorshi})” forbids it and to its laws we must bow in obedience. Had occasion to visit a real city yesterday, and while on a strictly business trij), I had a fine time. The place comjiared with most of our cities, and the hotels were magnificent. 1 speak French almost as well as I do Chinese and 1 had a fine time making the people understand me, hut lo and behold 1 performed my mission to the utmost staisfaction of myself and boss. Speaking of incidents; last Sunday 1 went to Con- fession to a French priest who could understand hut a little spoken English hut could read it very well. With my pencil and paper and jiigeon French, 1 finally related to him my life’s history and went to Communion immediately afterward. The churches over liere are beau- tiful and every little village lias one; the people surely must he generous in the church siqiporl for they are certainly keqit up well. I’m much more satisfied here than at the Camp in A., the hours are much longer lull it’s much more interesting and exciting, so why think of the hour? Cencral Pershing visited our Brigade several days ago, and 1 was lucky enough not only to see him hut speak to him. I’m with the Brigade M. (i. Officer now and General Pershing wanted to see him and he wasn’t around so 1 had to go. 1 told liiin about all 1 knew, hut was so en- tranced by the milky way on his shoulders 1 guess 1 forgot some things. He surely is a fine man to talk to, nothing ahrujit at all about him; everything smooth and easy, just like he is running his Army, and I’m sure he’ll soon show the World that Berlin wasn’t so hard to take after all. Bememher me to every one around the College and tell them all I’ll soon he around with a couple of Bodies on my left arm, and who’s that on my right? Pray for me. 61 Bill. LIEUT. JOHN p. McCarthy 62 ICtPut. Snljn p. ilrOIartljM OHX PATRICK McCarthy was born in Raltiinore, Mdy 31, 1895. He attended St. John’s Parochial school, from which he entered the special class at Loyola College in the fall of 1911. He was thus a fellow student with two Loyola hoys who fell on the field of battle, Capt. William Keating and Lieut. Joseph Hanlon. He was promoted to Second Year High, after the mid-term examinations, and left school from Fourth Year in 1914 He became connected with the Fidelity Trust and Deposit Co. of Ralti- more where he remained until he volunteered his services to defend his country. Although he was twenty-one years of age when the war broke out, he would not take the advantage of the privilege that was his of enlist- ing, without the consent of his mother. He begged and importuned tha! he he permitted to fight for the hag, and at length his mother with a self-sacrifice no less heroic than that of her brave son, yielded to his wishes. That very day. May 10, 1917, John went to the recruiting station, returned home in his khaki uniform and was in camp at Port Covington the same evening as a member of the machine Gun Company of the 5th Maryland Regiment, the “Loyola Unit.” He was made corporal on September 25, 1917, sergeant of Company B, 110th Machine Gun Bat- talion on May 3, 1918, and received his commission as Second Lieutenant on September 16, 1918, a little more than a year after he had enlisted as a jirivate. He was assigned to Camp Devens where he was due to arrive on Xovemher 5. On his way north he stopped at Loyola talking over old school days with his former Prefect, Father Fleming. He was scheduled for overseas work, his baggage was prepared and marked when symp- tons of the “tin”, to which he had been greatl} ex])osed while in Augusta, Ga., began to manifest themselves. He was removed to the Military Hospital in X ew Haven where he died at 12.30 A. M., March 9, 1919. Such is the simple narrative of the uneventful life of one of the heroes of the war. For hero he was, no less brave than those who faced shot and shell and fell on the fields of France. In fact, it may be said that this short life — he was only twenty-three when he died — may offer a more i)racti- cal example for our Loyola boys than the brilliant stories of those who died in battle. The greatness of Lieutenant John McCarthy, like that of all great men, la} in his unswerving devotion to duty. 63 Eager as he was to go overseas, he realized that he could serve his country no less taitht ' ully in the camps of the Ihiited States, than on the lields of France. With him it was a question of doing well the work that was assigned him. “Many a winter night,” he wrote to his mother, “I felt like going into a warm tent and going to sleep rather than stand guard, hut thank llie Lord that ' s all done away with now.” He looked eagerly ahead to the time he would win a commission. “If hard work will get it for me,” he wrote, “then I am sure to succeed.” An indication of this hard work is seen in an extract from a letter to his mother. He says: “My Gas Course has been comi)leted or in other words, 1 graduated. My average was 93 1-3, the second highest in the Divisional School. Men from every company altcndcd, including arlil- lery, engineers, cavalry, signalmen, infantry and machine gunners.. So you see I did do fairly well.” When the commission did come there was a noble trihule to the home-training of his mother, which caused him to triumph where others failed. His touching words on this subject arc worth recording: “1 am pleased that you say you are proud of your two sons, but all joking aside, and speaking seriously, you people at home were the cause of my getting a commission. There arc as good soldiers over with the noth M. G. today, longer in service and some better educated, hut I had the advantage of knowing how to conduct myself, and how to ol)ey sui)eriors. That is the reason for my being sent to the Otlicers’ Training Camp. To you is due the credit for teaching me under trying circumstances. “For this reason I can honestly say that I went through the hardest months of my life, sixteen in all, withoul one day’s confinement, without either court-martial or fine. Capt. Davidson, Cajit. Chapman, Major Washburn, Major Jones and IJeut. McGinnes, all endorsed my service record: “Character, excellent,” I am honestly jiroud of lhal and a man has a right to be.” This devotion to his mother, the noblest trait a young man can possess, manifests itself everywhere Ihrough his letlers. Two letters a week home were the rule, all of them cheerful, not a word about his own little troubles or the inconveniences of camp life, cxcejit when they were things of the jiast. Tliis spirit showed itself in his last illness and to the very day of his death, when he strove to hide everything that miglit bring sorrow to those he loved, his mother, his two sisters and his brother, Lieut. James Quinn of the hhigineer Corps, now at the Sarhonne Lniversity in France. Tliose who were with liim in camp will recall how Ids hrotlicr was Ids hero and his idol. There is freijuent mention of Idm in his letters, and he spoke of him and longed for him with his dying breath. 64 65 Tliis soldier of duty, devoted son and affectionate brother, could not but be a fervent Catholic. Religion was a i)art of bis life, rather it seemed naturally inter ’oven into all that he said or did. Of a sunny eheertul disj)osition, a real boy among boys, one might be surprised at the serious vein of i)iety that ran beneath the surface. He wrote home: “I want all of you to pray that I pass the i)liysieal examination. A j)bysieal examination for otiicers is about as stiff ' a one as I want to go through, so again I say remend er it in your ])raycrs. I am doing it myself and you know that’s going some.” Iherc is an instructive and edifying incident, illustrating what their religion meant to our Catholic soldier boys, which he tells in a letter to his mother. It seems that some soldiers, fourteen of them from John’s company, received Holy Communion at the end of a mission in a southern state, hut the parish itself was not represented by a single communicant. John quotes from memory of a comparison made by the preacher between the soldiers and the parishioners: “If you people want an example of Catholicism, remember the sight of the young men at the Communion Rail this morning. They are Catholics, like me, they come from a Catholic countrv, God’s country. New Jersey, Maryland and New York. “Their people, although they are hundreds of miles awa3% never worry about their boys attending their religious duties, because they know that it is born and, bred in them to seek Religion, hrst, last, and always, then they think of pleasure. These men pay twenty-live cents each way to get to church, they never pass the collection box without dropping a coin in it, they get up at five in the morning, attend to all the laborious duties assigned them, come to eleven o’clock Mass and fast all that time in order to receive Holy Communion, and they would do one hundred times as much if they could possibly do it.” There is a touch of humor, which by the way is to be found in nearly all his letters, in the way he describes his own feelings and that of his companions as they heard themselves, to their intense surprise, thus eulogized from the altar. The end crowns the work. What the life of Lieut. McCarthy had been was shown during his last days. One does not learn habits of prayer, of patience, of cheerfulness in suffering, and of resignation to God’s will only during the period of a brief illness. His simple child- like piety, bis unselfisbness, his fdial love, his cheerfulness shone forth all the more resplendcntly, because they had been practiced by him all through his life. He tried to hide from his mother and two sisters who were at his bedside the fact that he had been anointed the day previously, and when he later discovered that they knew the sad truth which had been clear to 66 himself for a long while, he sought lo console them and have them join him in prayer. His parting words, “Good-hye mother, you have been a good mother to me”, were like a legacy of consolation to his mother that will abide with her all her days. Clasped tightly in his hands in death was the crucifix given to him by his friend of early school life, Sr. Catharine. The funeral took j)lace from his parish church in Baltimore, St. Philip and James. The rector. Rev. John E. Wade sang the High Mass and delivered the eulogy. A i)latoon of non-commissioned officers under command of two commissioned otficers accom])anied the body from his mother’s resi- dence to the church and thence to the cemetery at Bonnie Brae. The pall-bearers were Lieutenants Campbell Connor, Neil Corcoran, John Farrell, Sydney Hackman, William Ilgenfritz, Inago Jamieson, Leonard Myers, John Spedden, Murray Sweeney and Ralph Sybert, some of whom were former Loyola hoys and others his companions in cam]). To his mother, his two sisters and his brother, the facult} and students of the college extend heartfelt sympathy. Mai] he reM in peace. (From the 1918 Annual.) Father Ziegler saying Mass at Port Covington for Loyola boys, most of whom later received commis- sions. (1) Captain Keating, (2) Lieutenant McCarthy, serving the Mass. 67 IGnynla Qlliaplatua tu tltip Uar Twelve former ])r()fess()rs and sUulents of Loyola served as ehap- lains during the war ten in the arnn one in the navv, and one with the K. C. Chaplain TiiHENCt: J. Boyle, S.J. Father Boyle was a member of the Loyola faculty during the scho- lastic year 1895-96, and was stationed at the College again in the summer of 1911. CHAPLAIN TERENCE J, BOYLE, SJ. Father Boyle received his commission as 1st Lieutenant in the United States Army, Sejit. 27, 1918. He was assigned to the Base Hospital at Cam]) Merritt, X. J. Merritt was the embarkation cam]) or “stc])])ing- ofl-place” for the boys about to go al)oard tbe trans])orts. Here thou- sands received the Sacraments for the last time. It was often an all night as well as all day work for the Chaplain, although general abso- lution was given to the men, as they were really “vocati ad proelium,” that is, troops with sailing orders, about to face the submarines. Father 68 I oyle did excellent work during the “tin” epidemic when the casualties were so heavy. Late in January he was handed over to the Navy, which assigned him to the Cruiser “Frederick,” formerly the “Maryland.” His duty here was to look after returning troops. On the “Frederick,” he had as his sacristan the well known and popular Loyola hoy, Jim Dutfy, of the Class of 1918. After coming back from France, Father Boyle was re-assigned to the Base Hospital at Camp Merritt. While a student at Fordham University, N. Y., Father Boyle was a cadet otlicer under the then Lt. Edwards, U. S. A. now Major General. In April last,- at the si)ecial request of General Edwards, Eather Boyle was temporarily assigned to his command for duty wdth the Guard of Honor for the tlag of the bo 3 s of the 2()th Division who died in battle. After the big parade of the victorious troops in Boston, Father Boyle returned to Camp Merritt where he is at present stationed. Chaplain John Stanislaus Cuddy. Father Cuddy entered Lo mla College in 1892. He was pastor at Taney town, when at the request of his Eminence, Eather Cuddy oftered his services as Chaplain and was commissioned on Jiilj 30, 1918. He CHAPLAIN JOHN STANISLAUS CUDDY 69 was assigned lo Camp Meade and for a few weeks was the only Catholic Chajdain there, being assisted hy Jesuit Fathers from Woodstock, Md, During the “tin” epidemic he was in charge of the Cathotic Chaplain work at the Hase Hospital where he labored heroically. In October he was transferred to khlgewood arsenal, called by a well-known writer “the deadliest place in the world.” Here Father Cuddy is not only the Arsenal Chaplain, hut an officer of the Chemical War Service. The New York World in a descriptive article of the Edgewood Arsenal Gas Plant, tells of the “Ten thousand heroes and one chai)lain.” Our good alumnus. Father Cuddy, is indeed a hero ministering to len thousand heroes. In March Father Cuddy was named hy special order, “Morale Officer.” How revered and loved he is hy all at Edgewood — officers nurses and men — may he judged from this that hy all, irrespective of creed, he is known as “The Father”; for a devoted and unselfish Father has he jiroved himself to be. Chaplain Thomas J. Delihant, S.J. Father Delihant became a member of the faculty of Loyola in 1913, teaching in the High School Department. He was later assigned to the CHAPLAIN THOMAS J. DELIHANT, SJ. 70 parish of St. Ignatius, leaving this position for the work of giving mis- sions in the Middle Atlantic States. We have not been able to secure any information about the work of Father Delihant as Chaplain with the A. E. F. Those of us who knew him at Loyola can picture the energy- with which he devoted himself to our boys. Father Delihant was attached to the 36th Division, 141st Infantry. Chaplain Edward P. Duffy, S.J. Father Duffy was professor at Loyola College from 1906 to 1911. Besides his regular class-work. Father Duffy was also Moderator of the Dramatic society and of the “Annual.” The latter in its 1912 number says of him: “This issue of our “Annual” would he a body without a chaplain EDWARD P. DUFFY, S.J. heart were it not to mention tlie name of “Mr. Dully, S.J.,” who last sum- mer passed from our midst after five successive years of devoted work in the interests of Loyola. Generous in all he was called upon to do and always genial in the ])erformance of it, he has left behind him an intluence for good that wall long be felt wathin their walls. His friends are legion and his name is still a name to conjure with. The best w e can 71 wish him is that his I ' ulurc years may he as lull of usefulness as those he gave to us, and that all blessings attend him when he is “a ])riest for- ever. It was during the time of his professorship at Loyola that Joe Hanlon, Hill Keating, John Ganster and Quinn were students at the college. On Aj)ril 6, 1918, the anniversary of our entrance into tlie war. Father Duffy received his commission in the United Stales Navy. A few weeks later he was sent to the Receiving Ship at Brooklyn Navy Yard, where he remained until about November. The entire Receiving Ship was then moved to the shore front at Raj’ Ridge, near the Narrows, where he has been ever since. Thousands and thousands of enlisted men pass through this place, together with thousands of othcers. Father Duffy has been laboring here with all his well-known energy for the souls and bodies and families of the men who make up his large shifting congregation. The work is never ended because the men are nearly always chang- ing. The armistice only increased the number of men sent to the Receiving Ship and the percentage of discharged men is still very small. Sometimes Father Dufl ' y would begin to feel that he had met all the “gobs” in the Navy. Then new ones would come along and he would realize his mistake. Among those he has come across arc not a few Loyola boys. He was at mess a few days with Ensign Bert. Sullivan before he recognized in the young Naval officer the Loyola boy of former days. Father Dufty has won a place in the hearts of the otticers and men of the Navy just as he did with the boys of Loyola, where his memory is still cherished and revered. Chaplain Daniel J. Lynch, S.J. Father Lynch came to Loyola as Professor of Physics in 1908. He was also Faculty Director of the High School and College Athletic Associations. Few of our chaplains had a more wonderful experience during the war than did Father L mch. Leslie’s Weekly pictured him as “a real front line chaplain.” The French Government awarded him the Croix de Guerre. Some of the letters written by him to friends show that he well deserved the title given him by Leslie’s Weekly. We would like to ([uotc all his letters but must content ourselves with a few extracts. June 20, 1918, he writes: “Have not been nearer the front than Paris as yet, but have seen and heard enough to let me know that the trenches arc not far away. The other chajilain stationed here (Tours) for some weeks went up to the front Saturday last. Have seen so much of these suffering pieces of humanity that I have already become hardened. Say mass every 72 Sunday at the Aviation Field and at other camps on their respective Sundays, Two large hospitals take uj) my spare time during the week. I am the only Catholic Gha])lain at these Headquarters. “You probably know more about what is going on over here than I do. All I see is troops in ' heavy marching order’ leaving camps every night. I bid them good bye with blessing and go back into my tent feel- ing like a slacker; yei I would much prefer to go along with them. How- ever that will come very soon.” Under date of Sept. 30, 1918, he writes: CHAPLAIN J). J. LYNCH, S.J. with a Freiich Jesuit scholastic (right), who with other French Jesuits acted as interpreter for the army of the LLiited States. “Well, I have had some exiiericncc since 1 last wrote. Not inside a house nor in a bed nor had my hoots off for three weeks. Saying Mass, standing up to my shins in mud, on the top of a gun carriage or on ammunition cases. “Have been under continuous shell fire for over two weeks. Would not be allowed to tell you how many of our boys I have laid away, while the shells and gas carried away my burying details more than once. “Am writing this in a German dugout, in fact have been in German dugouts for three weeks. My present abode is not large hut the hoys 73 have rabbits, dogs and cats left by the Huns. Yesterday they brought ill a talking niaehiiie and a jiiaiio. Today I find a cow that was gassed in the held near us. “Awful signs of destruction on all sides. Yesterday I went through the ruins of a convent here. Besides a Remington typewriter, I gathered up two chalices, two Monstrances and several sets of the most gorgeous gold vestments 1 ever saw. They must be worth thousands of dollars, T sent them all to T this morning waiting for the poor sisters to claim them wherever they lU ' e. I see the Huns every day from our front line trenches and they have often seen me.” Copyrighted Courtesy, Leslie’s Weekly which says “a real front-line chaplain on the job. Lieut. The Reverend D. J. Lynch, 310th Infantry, on the line between Brignenay and Boult-aux- Bois.” F.A.THER LYNCH as he traveled in the Argonne A letter of Oct. 10, 1918, written on a page from an order book of a German merchant, says: “Have had an awful time in this last drive. Every little while shells and machine guns hold us uj), then under cover of night our jiatrols would find the towns ahead cleared. You wonder why I do not write longer letters and tell you more news? In the first place I have only a pack with iron rations and a blanket with me for the last three weeks. 74 This paper I found in this dugout at a railroad crossing and now hope that the runner who takes it back does not get ‘bumped otf‘.’ ” Father Lynch sailed from New York for Liv erpool on May 2, 1918. He was stationed at Tours, where he remained until July, being the only Catholic chaplain there. The archbishop put the cathedral at his dis- posal. In the latter part of July he was ordered to join the 310th Infan- try then co-operating with the British near Calais. He went with the 79th Division to the Swiss border and then to the St. Mihiel salient. Here the 310th followed the 6th Marines over the top at Lemy and relieved them at Theacourt. At this time the men were under continual shell lire and there were many gas attacks. One night 6,000 gas shells were sent over the trenches occupied by the 310th. Father Lynch got a taste of mustard gas, but as he was the only Catholic chaplain left in the Brigade he remained at his post. About 800 men were lost. Father Lynch buried 150 of these, losing several of his men whi le they were engaged in helping him. After a rest of one night they started for the Argonne to relieve the 77th Division. With a number of others Father Lynch forded the Ayre Biver. They reached St. Juvin and went over the top at 6 o’clock in the morning. From St. Juvin they advanced under heavy shelling and machine gun lire to Bois de Longe, where they were forced to “dig in” on account of the heavy casualties. On his stay at Bois de Longe Father Lynch writes: “During that week we took the woods twice and lost them again. The Hun would get in hack of om ' line at night and get all mixed up with our men in the woods. This made it impossible to seek belp from our own artillery.” At this time a big artillery movement was under way in the rear of the lines. The guns were directed by aeroplan es and thus obtained the range. At 2.30 one morning the artillery began firing and orders were given to the infantry to stand fast until 5.30, when the barrage would begin and the battalions were to follow on after it. Father Lynch, in describing his experiences during this time, says : “I crawled up the hill to see the sight of my life. There were seventy-fives and gas shells going over my head as thick as hail. They put 36,000 gas shells in one section alone.” Finally after the loss of many men they broke the German line and began their advance. The day the armistice was signed. Father Lynch wrote: “The way things look now it may not be long before we meet again. At present we are moving back after a very hard campaign. It is a great relief to be out of the sound of the big guns, where one can take off his clothes and sleep in a house with lights. This is something we have not done in a month.” 7o Father Lynch returned to the United States in May. His old pui)ils of Loyola arc i)roiid of his heroic work as ehai)lain and hoi)e that they will soon have an opportunity of congratulating personally this “real front-line chaplain.” Chaplain Edward T. McAdams. In 1896. Father McAdams finished his college course at Loyola and received his degree of A.H. “with highest lionors” (suinnui cum laude). He was assistant i)astor at St. John’s Church, Baltimore, when he received his commission as Army Cliaplain on August 26, 1918. He was sent to the Air Service Camp at Morrison, a suburb of Newj)ort News, Va. To be in Newport News during the war was a wonderful CHAPLAIX EDWARD P. McADA: IS experien ce for any patriotic American. The activities at this port of embarkation were stujiendous and thrilling. They were more impres- sive than those at New York, because tliey were concentrated on one small peninsula, where they were constantly under observation. Medi- cal and Naval operations, together with Artillery, Infantry, Coast Guard, Aero, Balloon, Labor Battalion, Stevedore, Shipping Board, 76 Shipyard and Transport work — not to omit Animal Embarkation — were being carried on day and night with characteristic American system and speed. At Morrison Father McAdams had to prepare the troops for theii’ trip overseas. In order to give the men an opportunity to go to Con- fession and to receive Holy Communion, it was necessaiw to say Mass at hours ranging from midnighi to ten in the morning and in different jDlaces. Sometimes the Mass would be said in a warehouse, again in a Mess Hall, at other times out in the open. The altar would be a packing box, a table, or whatever could he improvised for the occasion. A favorite place for Confessions was the Company Barber Shop. “Let ]ne say,” vTites Father McAdams, “that when the boys were quarantined for overseas, they all thought of Confession, Catholics and Protestants alike. It was emharrassing in point of time to have Protestant boys come in and tell you that they did not know anything about what they had to do but that they wanted to ‘straighten out’ before they met the ‘subs.’ 1 take off my hat to the Catholic boys of the American Army. Their faith and devotion will bring glory and fruit to the Church for years to come. To labor for them and to live with them has been the grandest and happiest experience of my life and I would not exchange it for any other. The Air Service men were a selected body, the besd ever, and, without disparagement, I may say that they would spoil you, because you expected all other men to measm ' e up to them. Officers and men could do no more for anyone than they did for me. All that is necessary for a Catholic Chaplain’s success in the Army is to he a priestly priest. Of course, you must be a man’s man. I could write a volume on experiences, thrilling, sad, or humorous, hut never have I had a disagreeable experience with officers or men. I owe very much indeed to my old and dear friends, the Jesuits of Woodstock and Loyola, and their training and influence helped me, in fact gave me, a wonder- ful advantage in dealing with non-Catholics. Often my bunk was packed at night with clean-cut, brainy chaps, who never tired of asking questions, proposing errors for correction or difficulties for solution. This will all bear fruit when these men return to them homes and ques- tions or objections are hurled at the Church. “Associated with me at Morrison was Chaplain William R. Graham, a Presbyterian Minister, one of the most courtly gentlemen I have ever met. During the ‘flu’ epidemic I practically lived at the hospital, where Major Butler, the commanding officer, asked me to take charge of the telegrams in and out and of the relatives of the boys who came to visit them. Our hospital established the record in this country for efficiency and the history of its success in overcoming the ‘flu’ is now in publication. We had nearly two thousand cases and only forty- 77 seven deaths, two of these being opration eases. Within hve minutes after a Catholie patient developed hronehial })neunionia, I was giving him tile Last Saeraments so jierfeet was the system, and the eo-opera- lion at this hospital, whieh has been distinguished among Army hos- pitals for its ellieieney and generally attractive atmosphere. On Sun- days during the ' ’tlu ' I said Mass on a packing case, jilaced on an auto- mobile truck, which was located at the hack-stop of the hall diamond. The congregation was in the bleachers and music was furnishe l by the Post Hand. The services were so impressive that my confrere, who attended them, told me that he would not hold his after me, as his would suffer by comparison. ' ’ In November Father McAdams was given the longed-for ojipor- tunitv for overseas work. He started on the U. S. S. “Sus([uehanna,” the old North German Lloyd steamer “Rhein,” of the Baltimore-Hremen line. The vessel left on the memorable Armistice day but was turned back and the men debarked at Newport News. While the disajipoint- ment was indescribable, the celebration, which the Morrison boys jiut up at Newport News, helped greatly to assuage their sorrow. In January, Father McAdams went on the “Susquehanna” to France. The Army Chaplain on a transport is rated a member of the crew, and with them he messes and stands for life-boat and fire drills. This gives him an insight into Navy life, which the “passenger,” as the Army is called, can not obtain. Father McAdams had the pleasure of bringing l)ack with him twelve Haltimoreans. In Februaiy he was ai)])ointed to his present station at the National Soldiers’ Home, near Hami)ton, Va. It was then known and used at Debarkation Hosi)ital No. 51. It is looked upon as one of the most beautiful and attractive posts in the American Army, and seems like a Paradise to the boj s returning from overseas. It is complete in every detail; the buildings are permanent and of recent construction; there are boating, bathing and fishing facili- ties. Every appointment for divine service is owned and supplied by the Government. The chapel is of brick in an ornate but simple Gothic style. There are two Masses on Sunday, “and the services are con- ducted,” writes Father McAdams, “as if the church was at Calvert and Madison streets.” Father McAdams’ experience has been broader than that of most chaplains, for he has been a Post, a Trans])ort and a Hos])ital Chai)lain. How efficient his work was and how highly it was api)reciated by Army officials is shown by his i)romotion to the rank of Ca])tain on May 19. Father McAdams likes the soldier life so well that he has con- sented to enter the Regular Army. He has i)assed all the necessary examinations and is now awaiting his commission. Loyola congratu- lates Chajilain McAdams on the brilliant career that was his in the ser- vice of his country. May his future labors with our soldier boys be crowned with ever-increasing success. 78 Chaplain W. T. Walters McKenna. Father McKenna entered Loyola College in 1895 and after a brilliant course in which lie won higli lionors, both in Higli School and College, received the degree of A.B, in 1902. CHAPLAIN W. T. WALTERS McKENNA, Before taking up the work of chaplain in the United States Army he was assistant at St. Elizabeth’s Church, this city. Until quite recently lie was stationed at Camp Humphreys, Va., whence he was transferred to Hoboken, N. J., for transport service. Chaplain James 1. Moakley, S.J. Rev. James 1. Moakley, S.J., formerly Professor of Philosophy at Loyola, was Chajilain of the 114th Infantry, the “Blue and Grey” Divi- sion of the A. E. F., the troops of which came from New Jersey, Mary- land, the District of Columbia and Virginia. In a letter to a friend, Father Moakley says: “The soldiers of the Blue and Grey Division covered themselves and their respective states with undying fame during the recent terrihlc fighting. They had one of the most ditlicult jiieccs of country ti ojicrate in that any of the Allies encountered during the whole war. But when the British and French rejieatedly failed, and had to give over after hard heroic fighting, our boys went in and accomjilished the impossible. The Argonne Woods, which was a mass of barbed wire entanglements and deep ravines and disheartening heights, will long remember the 79 courage and persistanco of the Blue and Grey regiuiouts who went in with a savage energy that would not l)e denied and drove the Hun out of his strong defenses into the open and kept him running until he ha J to yield. All honor to them; all honor to the lads from Maryland, who (rue to the best traditions of their fathers, won new honors for the banner State of old,” We have interesting news about Father Moaklcy in a letter written from France to Father Fleming by an old Loyola hoy, J. Wilmer Love: CHAPLAIN JAMES I. MOAKLEV, SJ. “Whom do you siipjjose that 1 met here as an Army Chai)lain? Father Moakley! It was just like meeting an old-time, real friend. We talked and talked about the good old times we had at the College. Lieutenant Turner, Fenwick, Hisky, Cook and some others I cannot think of just now, all joined in the reunion with Father Moakley. Without a doubt he is one of the finest men I have ever met. He well deserves his title as ‘Father.’ and, oh my! how he does love dear old Maryland.” Father Moakley is still on overseas service. We trust that he will be with us soon to accept the greetings of his many friends in Maryland. 80 Chaplain Bernard J. McNamara. We are indebted to Fattier McNamara for his interesting article in tliis issue of the Annual on the work of the chaiilain in this country. Fattier McNamara entereit Loyola in 1899, receiving liis A.B. in 190h. He made Ids ttieological studies in Rome and won tlie degree of Doctor of Divinity on the comjiletion of his course. Fattier McNamara was at St. Patrick’s Ctiurch, Baltimore, wlien tie was given Ids commission, August 1, 1918, as Ctiaplain in ttie Army, He was stationed at Gerstner Field, Lake Cliarles, La. Here lie laliored with all Ids well known energy for tlie welfare of ttie men, doing notable work, es])ecially during the “lUi.” Father McNamara is now at St. Mar- tin’s Church, Baltimore. Chaplain W. Carroll Milholland, S.S. Father Milholland served as K. C. Chajilain, both in this country and in France. He acted simultaneously as cha])lain for the Army and Navy, for at Camp May, where he was first stationed, there was an 81 Army base liospital, a Naval base, an aero station and a training sebool barraeks — in all, about 5,000 men. He remained here from June 15 to Oetober 15, doing exeeptionallv fine work, espeeially during the “tlu” e])idemie. Having been assigned to overseas work, he reaehed London CHAPLAIN W. CARROLL MILHOLLANI), S.S. on November 8 and Paris November 12. Father Milholland was at- tached to the 362(1 Infantry, made up of men who were mainly from California. When the regiment was sent back to the United States he returned to this country, resuming his work at St. Mary’s Seminary, as Master of Ceremonies and Treasurer. Chaplain Richard A. O’Brien, S.J. Father O’Brien entered Loyola College in 1902. After completing die Freshman class he was admitted to the Jesuit Novitiate at Fred- erick, Md. When Father O’Brien was commissioned chaplain more than a year ago he was sent immediately to France and at the present writing he is still abroad. That he did excejitionally good work among our soldiers maybe judged from the following testimony given by Rev. Jason N. Pierce, Pastor of the Second Congregationalist Church, Dorchester, Mass., and senior chaplain of the Second Division of the Army. In a 82 long article published in the Boston Sunday Globe, May 4, 1919, Rev. Mr. Pierce says : “The wonderful spirit of co-operation in the Division be- tween Catholic, Jewish and Protestant chaplains was another source of gratification. ‘ ' And I want to mention one ehaplain in particular. He wa.s Chap- lain Richard xl. O’Brien, whom 1 placed in charge of the First Battation of Marines. He made good. He was one of the finest chaplains in the A. E. F.” : . : hi. CH.APLAIX RICHARn A. O’BRIEX, SJ. Father O’Brien is a son of the late Judge William J. O’Brien, an LL.D. of Loyola, brother of the President of our Alumni Association, Mr. William J. O’Brien, Jr., and uncle of Richard O’Brien, another Loyola boy who was in the service. Chaplain William M. Stinson, S.J. Father Stinson was a member of the Faculty at Loyola from 1902 to 1907. The boys of those days will remember the excellent work he did in the Students’ Library, not only by adding to its shelves numerous 83 new l)ooks, but by cataloging the books and c([uipi)ing tlie reading room in such a way that it became one of the most attractive i)laces of tlie school. Father Stinson was Vice-President of St. Josci)irs College, Phila- del|)hia, when he received his commission in the Army. CHAPLAIN WILLIAM M. STINSON, SJ. His work with the soldiers was marked by the untiring energy and unselfishness that always characterized Father Stinson. The following letters from his commanding oflicers, addressed to the Father Provincial of the New York-Maryland Jesuits, attest this: Headquarthhs, Third Corps Artillery, A. E. F. Dear Father Rockwell : January 17, 1919. I am taking the liberty of writing you regarding Chaiilain William M. Stinson, who is the chajilain of the organization of which I a m in command. Chaplain Stinson’s services have been invaluable. He has been thoroughly conscientious, faithful and earnest in his efforts in behalf of the men of this command. He has buried the dead, ministered to and comforted the sick, and has cheered and been a great source of 84 help to all. He has shown great initiative in finding opportunities for service, and instead of leading an inactive life, he has been able to occupy his time by doing good for others. Chaplain Stinson has endeared himself to the men of his regiment, and there is not one who is not his lo al and devoted friend. I feel it to he my duty to advise those in authority over him as to the splendid record he has made. Resi)ectfully, Henry H. Denhart, Lieut. -Col. Field Artillerij, U. S. A. Headquarters, Third Corps Artillery Park, A. E. F. January 25, 1919. My Dear Father Rockwell: This letter is to inform you of the work of Father William M. Stin- son, S.J., as chaplain of this organization. Father Stinson joined us at Camp Wads vorth, S. C., last August, a few weeks before we left the States for France. On the tri]) over he was very energetic in looking after the men in regard to games and reading matter. His masses were well attended and it is my understanding that there were Communicants who had not received Sacraments in many years. Shortly after our arrival in France this organization suffered severe- ly from Spanish intluenza, at which time he did everything possible for the sick and had full charge of burying the dead not only of this organ- ization but of others near, as he was the only chaplain in a large area occujued by about 1,000 troo])S. After our arrival in the battle area and since the armistice this organization has been living in the devastated i)art of France, where supplies and amusements for the men are scarce, but in spite of this Father Stinson has jnxjvided a rest room ec[uipped with writing material and reading matter which is enjoyed by all. One thing vorthy of mention is the manner in which he decorated and fixed up a church here that had been “shot up” somewhat, and most of all the Crib jrrovided and made from material at hand here. I regret very much not having a camera that I might send you a picture of this Crib. Father Stinson has conducted non-sectarian meetings which all have enjoyed. In closing I wish to sa}’ that the jiresence of Father Stinson has been a great pleasure and benefit to the othcers and men of the 3d Corps Artillery Park. Robert R. Johnson, Major, F. A., U. S. A., Commanding. Father Stinson left France for the Ihiiled States on May 27th. 85 (Tlip Wnrk nf lltp (Eatijnlir 2(l|aki Olljaplaina P)Y Behnard J. McNamara, A.B., D.D. Sometime Chaplain Air Serviee, U. S. A. XE is asked continualh% “Did you get across?” When truth eoinpcls you to answer that all your service was in the United States, you get the impression that your work can therefore be considered a failure. This little paper is not a defense, it is not an apology; it is rather an explanation of a badly misunderstood situation. It is a fact that the Catholic army chaplains who stayed on this side of the Atlantic were able to do better work among the men than the chaplains who went over there. Force of circumstances brought about this condition of affairs. In the camps in this country the chap- lains were able to see more of the men and to get in touch with them better. A great many of the chaplains who went over complained of the ditiiculty of seeing the men in the regiment. The soldiers were busy at all times over there and it was extremely difficult for the chap- lain to gather the men about him for religious exercises. The chaplains over there also had duties thrust upon them that the chai)lains in this country did not have. For the most part, the chaplains in the camps here had only the religious work, for which alone they had entered the service. But on the other side the case was diflerent. The chaplains were censors, they were burial officers, they conducted entertainments and they held a number of offices that were entirely foreign to them work and impeded that work. Especially in the aviation camps of the country were the Catholic chaplains able to do good work. The number of enlisted men and otlicers was small and an energetic priest could get in close touch with the different squadrons in a short time. It is my opinion that the biggest benefit that has come from the work of the Catholic chaplains in this war has been the favorable impression made on all sorts and classes of men by the work and general deportment of the khaki priests. Many of the men, even educated ones, had the queerest ideas as to priests, and the kind of men they were, and the kind of lives they led. But here in the camps they learned to know the priests as they are. This applies to Catholic soldier boys as well as to those who are out- side the Faith. They found out that the priest was a true friend, a sympathetic counselor, a pleasant comi)anion, a real man with only one thought actuating him — the salvation of souls. And the work of the chaplains only accentuated the res])ect and admiration in which they were held. Especially was this true during the influenza epidemic which swept tlirough all the camps. If the daily intercourse of the khaki 86 chaplains with otficers and men had endeared them to all, their work during this serious period merely increased the respect and love an hundred fold. They became “all things to all men in order to win all to Christ,” The soldier boys, weakened quickly by the dread influenza, became rapidly depressed and it was then that they found in the Catholic chaplains the fearless, sympathetic and kind comforter that they desired. For the Catholic boys, the priest carried the precious benefits of the Sacraments that brought hope and courage to them in their struggle for life. For the others, there were stirring words of encouragement, there were prayers said by the priest and repeated by the sick men, and many a soldier-boy’s mind was turned to God for the first time in years, and all these things helped in the race back to good health. Night and day, the chaplains were with the sick boys facing their dangers and never counting the cost. One after another, the chaplains went down under the strain, but those who were left, only worked the harder. The doctors, the nurses, the hospital corps boj s, the sick men irrespective of religious belief, were visibly impressed by what they saw and they did not fail to voice their sentiments in flattering terms that were so eulogistic as to be embarrassing. The khaki priests came and saw the work that lay before them and they conquered all by the way in which they did that work, I might say that the work done by the priests during the epidemics in the camp was a live argument as to the value of celibacy for the priest. It was a practical demonstration that a man can throw himself into his work at such times in an absolutely disinterested way that one burdenect with the affairs of a family could not. The Catholic chaplain corps of the United States was a splendid body of men. Most of them possessed those qualities that were to win many negligent Catholic boys back to the Faith and to impress those outside the fold. They had that combi- nation of man and priest that was absolutely needed to insure success in their work. They showed themselves human in the way in which they actively interested themselves in all that interested the men. They were good mixers with the men for they knew men and knew how to handle men. They were good “scouts” as the boys called them. But they never forgot the reason why they had taken up army work — for the spiritual good of the men. And so, although they showed themselves men in eveiy sense of the word, they never forgot that they were priests and the men did not want them to forget their dignity either. And a man always held the estimation of the men when be maintained the position that the men expected him to sustain. To sum up, we can trnly say that this little army of priests did wonderful work in this wortd-war in making the priesthood of Christ better understood and more admired; and by the impression created especially by their work among all classes of men in that vast army of 4,000,000 the Church of Christ is better known and more loved. 87 iSitli tbp IC. (!I. til iFraiirp 1)V Mahk O. SiiHiVKii, .Ih., 1902.) Soinetiiuc K. Secrelari . X the h.llh (lay of March, IhlcS, Waller X. Keriian, with nine Secretaries and a corjis of stenographers and ottiee workers, sailed I ' roin New York on a French liner to begin the work of the Over-seas Commission of the Knights of Columbus in France. After a ([uiet and uneventful voyage, they landed al Bordeaux, and, having established a Club House with a Secrelar} ' in charge, i)assed on to Paris, There they oirened the first hcad([uarters in a little upstairs suite in the Cuaranty Trust Building at 3 Rue des llaliens, just oil ' the Grand Boulevards and a few s(|uares from the world famous Ojiera House. On Ajiril 16th, William J. Mulligan, the i)resent Director of the War Activities, Father McGivncy, the National Chai)lain, MARK O. SIJ RIVER. TR. and seven Secretaries, sailed on another French liner and landed at Bordeaux on Ajiril 27lh. This grouj) of men was the first of many who were to come at increasingly freijuenl intervals and in constantly grow- ing numbers and who were to make so line a name for the great Cath- olic organization. Naturally, it was necessary, in the beginning, to establish the work in the base ])orls and in the Service of Suj)])ly, known in the Army as the S. O. S. The elfort was not long confined to that area, for once established it sjiread rajiidly and was very soon to 88 l)e found in every i)art of France. Laler clubs and huls were o])cned in Hclginm, England, Italy and liussia. Out of the first grouj) of Secretaries several men were sent iininediatcly to the Iront and there tliey stayed until long after the Armistice had been signed, and the men who had fought all during America’s active i)artieipation in tlie War had left France for their liomes and turned their faces towards tiie setting sun an ! the great lie])uljlic of the West. L,ittle of moment was done in the rest areas, and our labors were almost exclusively eonlined to tlic front, the liosjntals and that intermediate zone known as the Advance Section. From tlic outset tremendous ditlieulties of trans])ortation were en- countered. Cargo space was to he had only in most limited ([uantity. The Army thought, and ])roi)erly, tliat tliose cuhic feet taken up by to- bacco and candy could he better occui)ied by men and munitions, and for many montlis it was exceedingly dillicult to trans])ort supplies across tho ocean. This continued to a considerable extent tlirougliout the War. When the sujijilies had been landed in France, new ditlieulties were en- countered, for the French roads were worn and torn by the strain of the four years’ struggle, and the railroads and carriers were taxed far be- yond their cajiacity by the unwonted and unusual burdens wliich the Whir had imjioscd on tliem and wliicli its successful jirosecution de- manded. Gradually things liecame systematized. Little by little order rose out of eliaos, and the ligliling men in the front lines and tlie waiting ones in suiiporl began to receive the tilings for wliieli they longed, with a very fair degree of frequency and regularitje It was chiclly llie aim of tlie Kniglits of Columhus Secretaries to supjily ‘ creature comforts.” Tlie religious ( ' od was looked after by chaiilains, and with the affairs of religion, the Secretaries had no concern. Indeed, there was little reason for them to concern themselves with such matters, for liy fa r and large the men had small need of urging in this direction. Our sup])lies were made iqi of shaving cream, soa]), razors, tooth jiaste, towels, candy, cake, tohacco in every form, hot chocolate, bouillon, cof- fee, athletic goods, literature, ink-tahlets, writing ])a])cr, and so on in endless enumeration. There was nothing that the men could wish for which the Secretary was not ready and willing, if not unfortunately always able, owing to the diflicullics which have been hinted at above, to sujijily. The Secretaries took out held kitchens to make their colfee, chocolate and bouillon, and to make their doughnuts, for the K. C. made dough- nuts, too, thousands and thousands of them. It was a K. C. held kitchen that met the Lost Battalion coming out of the Argonne Voods and welcomed those heroes with steaming drinks and warm food, and it was another K. C. held kitchen that met the hungry and exhausted men coming hack from the lirst lines from many a hitter struggle. They met them with warm food and hot drinks, and ever wanted and welcome 89 cigarettes, and by their ministration enheartened and invigorated the tired troops. It wasi with a field kitchen that Joe Crowe, from up New York State, lost his leg and won his decoration, and it was with the same sort of an outfit that “Uncle Joe” Kernan encountered the gallant Infantryman who first gave to the organization a newer motto. The Seeretaries had long been called “Casey”, hut the doughhoj realized that K. C. meant “Keep Coming,” and his cheery greeting, “Keep Coming, Casey”, grew to a mighty slogan. In the heginning, in the United States, the motto of the Knights of Columhus was, “Everybody Vel- come”, hut when the over-seas work was taken up and it was determined that there should never he a canteen, the motto was enlarged by adding “And Everything Free.” No ideal was ever more faithfully supported; no motto ever better chosen, for in the strict adherence to it lay one of the foundations of the success, now grown to such proportions, which the Knights won. They were there to serve, to do things. They had no purpose hut to be of benefit, and it was that which gave ‘the jieculiar atmosphere and character to each and every one of their huts. They always were there, waiting for the men with a smile of welcome on their faces, with words of gladness and a hearty greeting on their lips. They had no object but to serve, to secure the welfare of the men, and to maintain the morale of America’s great Army, and to that pur- pose they dedicated the best efforts of which they were capable. The regulations of the American Expeditionary Force prescribed the uniform to be worn by welfare workers, “An officer’s uniform without in- signia of rank,” but there were many men in the K. C. service who wore what the soldiers called “issue stuff ,” “buck private” clothes, gotten from the Quartermaster, sometimes bought and sometimes issued hj a Supply Sergeant, as clothes were issued to the soldiers. They ate with the enlisted men; they lived with them, they shared their hardships, and there was no ])lace that the soldier was called upon to go and no duty that he was called on to perform, so hard or so arduous that the Secretary, with that particular unit, was not ready and willing to do and share to the uttermost. If the soldiers were of the earth, then were thd Secre- taries of the earth, earthy. In permanent posts there were really homelike facilities. In many cases the club rooms were ti ' uly elegant. There were pianos, victrolas, l)ool tables, billiard tables, movies, cards, checkers, games of every con- ceivable kind, sort and descrii)tion, libraries, writing facilities and real American warmth. Dryness and warmth may mean little to one ac- customed to American conditions of living, but to a soldier in France a warm, dry, clean place was indeed a godsend. In towns generally the K. C. celebrations and entertainments drew throngs. The mere announcement that the Knights were going to have a party was enough. There were no invitations issued; there was noth- 90 ing formal. The word went around that the Knights were i)utting on a party and the men knew that everything would be free, that everyone would be welcome and that the welcome would not be barren but would come from the heart, that it would represent the welcome that the donors of the supplies, those people back home, their own people, would give them could they he there. Those people hack home had bought the sup- plies and had paid for them by their contributions to the United Yar Work Fund, and the Secretaries as their representatives were to dis- tribute those things to the men for whom they had been Oought. That was why the Secretaries were there. The soldiers appreciated this, and that one fact added greatly to the intimacy and the closeness of the rela- tions between the men and the Secretaries. In one town, the first comers would arrive about six o’clock for an eight o’clock jiarty in a hall which held only about four hundred, and it was unfortunately a case of “first come first served.” More than once the street outside of that hall has been blocked, packed from wall to wall with soldiers struggling with each other to get on the inside. A scene similiar, perhaps, to that described by Macaulay when “those behind cried, ‘forward,’ and those before cried, ‘back,’ ” and that was one jilace out of hundreds in France. Some- times there would be punch made from three hundred and fifty lemons, forty or fifty iiounds of sugar, bottles of vin rouge and vin blanc, the famous red and white wines of France, used for “tlavoring and coloring purposes;” then, two or three hundred pounds of bread, and half a Swiss cheese, real Swiss cheese, twelve inches thick and three feet across, and thousands of smokes. There might be a concert, a sleight of hand man, vaudeville made up of local talent, a jazz band from a nearby unit, a comedy skit written, staged and produced by soldiers. There was always amusement and there were always things to eat and drink and smoke. There is every type of man in the American Army and there is every characteristic, hut of all the characteristics the only ones which seem to be lacking in general distribution are meanness and dishonor and pettiness. One hears much these days in criticism of the soldiers; one hears many unkind things said of their morals and their general behavior, but ninety-nine per cent of all of it is undeserved and most unfair and most unjust. In all the world there has never been an army such as ours. In all history no two and a half million men can be found possessing to so high a degree the qualities and characteristics of nobility as the American Army. Their generosity, their honor, their courage, their heroism, their capabilities, baffle description in words. They can be conceived and thought of only by idealists, for in those respects the men of the American Army are ideal. Service with the American Expeditionary Force had a broadening effect on all the men, soldiers and welfare workers alike, and not the least manifestation of this was the practical elimination of all 91 religious bigotry and j)rejudice. Thrown together in battle and in the arduous work behind the lines, men of every kind grew to know each other ' s thoughts and beliefs, and became familiar with many things which had hitherto been (juite unknown to them. There was a man in Jussey who came to our K. C. hut to get what he called Y. M. pai)er, for there was no Y there, and when he had gotten it, he told me that his peoj)le were “Y. M. i)eople” and if he wrote on our paper they would not understand things, hut that when he got home he could explain to them. Instances of this kind were of frequent occurrence, and in that direction at least the War brought untold good. Jews, Protestants and Catholics were soldiers in a mighty army, with common ho])es, ideals, ambitions and aspirations. They were over-seas to accomplish a particular puri)osc and in the accom])lishment of that purpose such dilierences and o])positions were entirel} submerged. There is scant sympathy today for prejudice, sectional or sectarian, or for the matter of that, of any other kind; there is a unity of puri)ose and desire, bred of sacrifice in the common cause, and a new found s])iril of nation-wide cohesion horn of fervid and intense Americanism. The time when sectional jiride and local feeling could cause rifts and bring dissension has passed. Throughout the army there is now, and through- out the country there will straightway he by the message sj)read by the returning soldiers, a newly risen feeling which shall endure for all time and cause all men to stand together hound by strong ties of true understanding. The Knights are still working in France. Commissioner E. L. Hearn, a former Sui)reme Knight, and Lawrence O. Murray, an ex-Com])troller of the Treasury, are in charge now; the vigor and vitality that in- spired the pioneers in March, 1918, burns brightly still, and until the last American soldier comes otf the last transi)ort, the men in uniform will be welcome to the free things the K. C. Secretaries distribute to them in the name of the folks hack home. 92 ffiimtPttant 3lohn i. QPutnn, (A. 1.. 191 T) And How He Won The D. S. C. ' (77 F you turn to page 28 of your 1917 Loyola College Annual I w you will tiud tlicrc a picture and an estimate of John J. ' j Quinn. Among otlier laudatory things, it states: “Voted the ganiest and most sportsmanlike fellow at Loyola , . . winner of many class laurels and always high in class rating.” John’s skill as an aviator hears out the first part of the Annual’s testimony, while the College catalogues prove the second pari, for they record that during his eight years at Loyola, in every class from first year High to Senior Philoso])hy, John J. Quinn is either “distinguished”, “honorahly mentioned,” jirize-winner or leader. They also tell that in his last year at College, he was an otficcr of the Sodality and the Debat- ing Society. John entered Loyola in 1909. On May 12, 1917, after completing all his examinations in Senior Class, he offered his services to his country and entered the First Olficers’ Training Cainj) at Fort Myer, Va. He then lacked two weeks of comjileting his twenty-first year. When he aiipeared on the stage commencement night in his khaki uniform, to receive his degree of A.IL, he was given an ovation by the audience. After John had spent about a month at Fort Myer, there came an order calling for young men to go into the air service. Immediately he })ut in an application and on July 23 was sent to the Princeton Univer- sily (iround School. Study at College he afterwards said, bore about the same relation to study at an Aviation School that a sweet dream does to a nightmare. After six weeks at Princeton John formed one of a company of forty, who were sent to Europe reaching Liverpool in October. Their stay in fhigland was a brief one. Food was scarce, the morale of the English people was at its lowest ehh. Americans were not received any loo favorably. Everyone wanted to know wdiy they hadn’t come sooner. On October 21, they reached Paris where they found the spirit of the pe()])le a little brighter and more optimistic, hut grave and serious withal. Half of the grou}) of forty was sent to Italy, while John with the others went to Issodun, the great aviation center which the Ameri- cans were building. Here they worked with German prisonei s in attempts to make roads through mudholes and build barracks. The Americans worked on Sundays, the German prisoners did not, the latter were also well fed. But these trying days did not last long. The Americans were sent to Tours to train under the French. After a week of it and one or two tlights in the air, John went to a French hospital 93 LIEUT. JOHN J. QUINN, D. S. C. 94 with pneumonia and tonsilitis. He did not return to the flying field until February 1, 1918. In March he successfully took the French “Brevet” tests similar, but a little harder than the American ones, and was now a “pilote” with a pair of wings. Later he received his commission as First Lieutenant and in the heginning of June was on the tlying list. Those who handle small ma- chines well are put at “Pursuit York”, those who do not, go bombing for observation work. John proved his skill in handling the small machine and was assigned to field 5 for work on the 15 metre Nieuport machines. Small, very stream-like and rather fast, these machines in many ways resemble a wasp. Here there were cross country, spiral, and altitude tests to 12,000 feet. On one occasion, coming down from 12,000 feet, he thought he would practice a few spirals, as they were to be his next day’s work. Immediately the machine got into a nose spin; his foot slipped from the rudder and he glided half way out of his seat. Before he got everything back in shape again, his altimeter showed a drop of 6000 feet. Occurrences like that leave their impression and for the next few days John did some careful flying. After this course, came one in Acrobatics. The only Instructions given to the young flyers were, “Go uj) to 2,000 feet, then cut your motor, kick the rudder, pull hack on the stick, then put everything in neutral and wait.” There was a certain spot over which the student aviators were to do all this, so that the instructor could watch from below and make his comments afterwards. The experience was one that made even fearless athletes timid, for the world goes topsy-turvy and the amateur flyer does not know where he is. After a while he becomes used to it, and knows every minute just where he is and how and when to right his machine. Although “acrobatics” is probably the most dangerous part of a flyer’s training, fewer men are killed while engaged in this than at any other field. This is chiefly because they are always on their guard and realize that they can’t afford to make mistakes. After “acrobatics” came “formation flying”, getting used to keeping close and manoeuvering close to each other, which is so necessary on the front. “Combat fighting” with camera guns followed “formation flying.” The “camera gun” is pointed at your adversary, when the trigger is pulled it takes his picture, provided of course, your aim was good. Three or four men are assigned to a patrol along a road and are told to keep other machines away. There are some hot fights, hut instead of bullets, pictures are used to see if the aviator “gets” his man. The next step in the training brought the young aviators to the aerial gunnery school at Cazaux. This was a French school but the Americans 95 luul a liekl there. Two or lliree weeks were spent shooting ai balloons and moving targets towed by another inaebine. It was in this work that Lieutenant Oiiinn had Ins first serious erash, hitting a (titeh and turning over two or three times. This jiiit him out of Hying lor a month and it was not until Seiitemher 12, when the drive at San Mihiel was on that he went to the front. The sipiadron to whieh he was assigned was a new one and had not yet started to operate. Ten days later he was transferred to tlie 139th Aero Squadron of the seeond pursuit grou]). The s([uadron was oiierating over the Argonne and John got into aetion at onee. “The first two weeks over the lines were not quite so exeiting,” writes Lieut. Quinn, “save when the Huns ‘archied’ us,” ( anti air-craft LIEUT. OUINX AND HIS “NIEUPORT.” guns are called “archies”). “They certainly were good at it and tlie ‘woof, woof’ of the slirajinel wasn’t the most pleasing music I ever lieard.” Just after tlie 2()th of Octolier the (Germans moved practically all tlieir aerojilanes to tlie sector in the Argonne. This meant a light or two every ]iatrol. On Oetolier 23rd, when the fighting was very heavy in the Argonne forest, Jolin’s s([uadron was erowding as many jiatrols a day as ])ossihle, only resting to fill uji the gas tank and hurry oil ' again. Seven of tliem started on an afternoon jiatrol, five were forced to leave tlie formation on aceount of motor trouble, leaving Lieut. Vfendell A. Lohertson and Lieut. Quinn alone, the former leading. 96 They went tlying about for some hours and were about ready to come back when four German planes were s])ied to their left a little below them. Tboiigb tlic odds were against them, two planes to four, they went after the Germans. The leader of the latter formations, fired a Very light-pistol. This was a signal to another formation. Although the Germans had the advantage in planes, they were evidently taking no chances. Seven more planes answered the call and the Germans were now eleven to the American two. It was about four in the after- noon. The Americans were at an altitude of about 12,000 feet. With such apparently ho])clcss odds against them, Quinn and Robertson the two Americans, could have been excused if they had tried to get away. Rut they pluckily determined to tight it out. This was all the more remarkable a piece of bravery in Lieut. Quinn as it was his first battle in the air. The Germans now began to form a circle around the two Americans and to rise to their level, Quinn and Robertson each picked a German plane, and dived down on their prey, shooting both guns at the same time. Each of the Americans sent his man crashing to the earth. Then Quinn started to imll up, but his motor failed and he was forced to dive through the middle of the ring of the nine remaining Germans, all of them concentrating their fire on him. Every third bullet they fired was a tracer, one, namely, which left a line of smoke by which its direction could be followed. The Germans were closing m and had gotten within 5 or 10 3 nu ' ds of him. Fortunately by this time the engine which liad choked on Quinn’s dive caught again so that making better speed than tlie Germans he was able to get away, though pursued for a considerable distance by the original four planes. Reaching his own lines safely, Quinn found 11 bullet holes in his machine, one explosive bullet struck two inches from his head, another went through one of the controls almost severing it. Rut after a neW wing and a new control had been substituted, his machine veas ready to go to battle again. It was this wonderful bit of aerial fighting and strategy and the report on it that was sent to Aerial Headquarters that brought the Dis- tinguished Service Cross to Lieut. Quinn. The official citalion is as fol- lows : General Headquarters American Expeditionary Forces Office of the Chief of Air Service 24 December, 1918. From : Clhef of Air Service, Amer. E. F. To: 1st Lieut. John J. Quinn, 189th Aero Squadron, No. 1953. Subject: Award of Distinguished Service 1. Ihe Commander in ( hiet of tlie American Ex]:)editionary Forces, in the name of flic President, lias awarded you the Distinguished 97 Service Cross lor extraordinary heroism in action, the otlicial citation being as follows: “For extraordinary heroism in action near Bantheville, France, 23 October, 1918. While patrolling the lines. Lieutenant Quinn, with one other pilot, sighted and attached four enemy machines type fokker. Seven additional enemy j)lanes joined the first four, and notwithstanding his great odds, he sent one machine crashing to the earth. Motor trouble forced him to drive straight through the enemy formation, and although fol- lowed, and his machine badly damaged, he was able to out- manocuver, and cscajic from his adversaries.” 2. I take great pleasure in handing you this decoration, so well de- served, and wish to add my own sincere thanks for the magnificent work you have done and my heartfelt congratulations on the record you have made. By Direction; H. C. Whitehead, Colonel, A. S., Chief of Statf. Just a week later, Quinn was one of twelve American tlyers, who went over the German lines at an elevation of about 10,000 feet in two V formations, one about 1,000 feet above the other, and a little further hack, for protection. They were jiatroling around Dunsurmeuse when the lower formation got into a fight with German planes. Some of those in the top formation went to the aid of their comrades. Quinn and another stayed up. It was not long before they ran into four Germans, and with the same 2 to 1 odds of his first battle he gave fight. Quinn picked one plane and made after it until he saw it falling to tlie earth. He then went after the other three pursuing them to the German lines, when he was forced to manoeuver to get away. Four bullet holes through his plane showed how narrow was his escape, A few days later, Quinn’s squadron was ordered to bomb Sedan, which was occui)ied by soldiers and to machine-gun the streets. Each machine carried two bombs, which could be released by pulling a siring. Tlie formation consisted of seven ])lanes. As the Americans were nearing Sedan, they saw a German formation above and back of them. Intent on manoeuvering against the enemy, the Americans did not perceive a second German formation coming in on them from the side. They were jiitted now against two formations, one of ten, the other of twelve planes, above them and beside them, twenty-two machines to seven. Tlie leader of the American formation, who was dying directly in front of Quinn fell, then a second and a third plane went down. Two of these Americans were killed, and the third taken jirisoner. Five German planes were in pursuit of our lieutenant and it was only by 98 doing some clever stunts that he was able to get away. He and another American were the only ones to bring back their planes uninjured. As was said three of the planes were lost, and the remaining two were shot to pieces. On November 5, Quinn went out with three other machines. The tliglit commander was soon forced down on account of motor trouble and Quinn led the formation with the other two machines. They patrolled behind the German lines for about an hour and were about to return to their own lines when a German plane was discovered be- neath them. Quinn gave chase, but as the German had a new type of Fokker machine, it was some time before he could catch him. The German was now near his airdrome and started to spiral down. Lieu- tenant Quinn started after him, shooting at the same time and chasing him close to the ground. Meanwhile German fliers who saw the fight got in readiness and started after John, who thought it prudent under the circumstances to beat as hasty a retreat as possible. Two observa- tion planes saw the German plane strike the ground, so that this third victory was officially credited to Lieutenant Quinn. He had come within 10 or 15 feet of the German and boldly marked on his plane was the statement that be was one of Richthofen’s Circus squadron, so called on account of their excellence in trick flying and generally looked upon as the best fliers of the German aviation squadrons. This was the end of air battles — bad weather followed and then the Armistice. The plane Lieutenant Quinn sent down to earth was the last shot down by the Second Pursuit Group. In all there were four pursuit groups. Lieutenant Quinn’s group, known also as the 139th Aero Squadron, con- sisted of about 18 men. They were credited with 34 planes brought down, so that Lieutenant Quinn contributed very much more than his share to the record. The squadron lost six men, a 33 1-3 percentage, yet this was not considered so had as there were cases where an entire squadron would be a casualty. Lieutenant Quinn returned to the United States on February 17. As a “Welcome Home” celebration the Class of 1917, of which he was a member, tendered him a reception and banquet at the Hotel Joyce on Saturday night, March 8. The banquet which was arranged on the “double quick” assumed the appearance of a college reunion and get-together with more than half a hundred members of the Alumni and students attending. So anxious were former class-mates and college chums of the returned hero to do Lieutenant Quinn honor that reservations made by the class committee were inadequate to accommodate the Loyola men. The affair was adjudged one of the most representative held under the auspices of any Loyola class in years, and was, indeed, a worthy tribute to the former Blue and Gold student, athlete and 99 standard-bearer, who forsook oj)j)orlunilies for seliolaslie Iionors, a j)roinising position in the business world, his family and friends, to battle with the Him, and who aecpiitted himself so ereditahly that he re- eeived signal commendation from every superior officer under whom he served. The Class of 1917, the Class of 1916 and the Class of 1918 joined in extending their hearty eongratidations to the son of Loyola and attended the reception and haniiuet as units. A numher of members of other classes and fellow-athletes were among the many to welcome Lieutenant Quinn hack to his Alma Mater. The Rev. Joseph A. McEncany, Rector of the College, in extending the congratulations of the College Faculty to the former Jesuit hoy, assured Lieutenant Quinn that his accom])lishments in France were a credit to old Loyola, and that his Alma Mater was i)roud of having nurtured so heroic and virile a student. The Rev. Richard x . Fleming, ])refect of studies, who has been at Loyola since Lieutenant Quinn’s matriculation, and wJio besides being his professor in several subjects closely followed his course through college, spoke in laudatory terms of Quinn’s college life and his com- mendable record during the war. The Rev. Justin J. Ooghe, who was Lieutenant Quinn’s professor in his last year at college, also added his jiraise and congratulations to the returned otlicer. Felicitations from Edward A. Runn and Ferdi- nand H. Schoberg, who are at the Jesuit novitiate, Yonkers, N. Y,, and Michael A. Ryan, St. Mary’s Seminary, Raltimore, were sent to the committee and read at the hanejnet. The presidents of the Class of 1916, Leo A. Codd, and of the Class of 1918, Joseph G. Garland, extending a welcome in the name of their classes. Herbert R. O’Conor, president of the Class of 1917, w as toast-master. Lieutenant Quinn did some excellent work in behalf of the Fifth Liberty Loan, as is attested in the following letter: May 6, 1919. Speakers Rureau Liberty Loan Headcpiarters, 120 Rroachvay, Xew ' York, N. Y. Gentlp:men : Permit me to express my ai)preciation for the excellent work ren- dered by Lieutenant John J. Quinn, at a meeting at Park Ridge, N. J. under yesterday’s date. May oth. His talk is an excellent one, and his w ' hole spirit is one that reflects great credit on the Organization. He was of material assistance in selling over •‘f 20,000 in Ronds, and putting the place over the top. Yours very truly, F1dw ri) j. Sisley. Lieutenant Quinn is at present in West Virginia in charge of the work there of a New ' York corjioration. We w ish him all the success in the future that distinguished him both at Loyola and in the service of his country. 100 Olapt- JiHaar In some unaccountable way the picture of our distinguished alum- nus, Capt. Isaac S. George (A.Ih, 1901), which we had prepared tor last year’s Annual, was not published. Ye regret the incident very much, as tliere was no one more deserving of mention in the Annual of 1918 Ilian the former president of the Alumni Association, Captain George. Isaac S. George was commissioned First Lieutenant August 15, 1917, and on the following December 31, was promoted to the rank of Captain. He left for France on June 15, 1918, returning to the United States on March 23 of the present year. Those acquainted with Cajitain George will not he surprised to learn of his splendid record in the Army. He is a graduate of the Army School of the Line at Langres, France, and of the Army General Staff College, also located at Langres. The “Staff” College is what its name implies; a college for the instruction of Staff olticers. That is, olliccrs doing the tactical and executive work ot the larger fighting units such as divisions, corps, and armies. The Army General Staff College at Langres had two great j)ur])oses; first, the develo])ment of statf officers from young or ])romis- ing material; second, the standardizing of the staff work in the A. F F. 101 It was regarded by many as tlie most important military sehool in the world at the time of the Armistiee. It has turned out some of the best staff oliieers in the A. E. F., and its intluence was strongly felt in the St. Mihiel and Argonne battles as well as elsewhere. It started with all instruetors Freneh and English, and gradually became Americanized until the fourth course, which Captain Ceorge took, was entirely American. It was i)rctty “stiff ;” his class started 340 strong, of whom 219 were graduated. No one ever could learn their marks or relative standing, as it was a deej) secret, partly hccausc all ranks from Second Lieutenant to Brigadier-General were taking the course, and some of the bright young chaps would at times show up the older ones. Cai)tain George is at present stationed at Fort Benning, Columhus, Ga. He is aide to Major-General Farnsworth, who is in charge of the “School of Arms” there. His many friends in Baltimore hope that the day is not far distant when Captain George may make his home again in the Monumental City. Nnt a Jfrnm ICngnla Sloge Ahraaii We give here a few extracts from letters receivetl from our hoys in overseas service. Our Prefect of Studies, Bev. B. A. Fleming, S.J., kept in touch with all Loyola students in the Army and Navy, furnishing them with interesting items of news concerning their Alma Mater. Numerous letters came in reply and we regret that lack of space will not permit us to i)uhlish them all. We could not, however, omit the following excerpts: Lieut. Arthur A. Lyness writes from France on August 18, express- ing his delight at receiving the Annual, which he read from cover to cover — advertisements and all. He says : “One continual source of sur]:)rise to me has been the number of Catholics in the Army. Our battalion is com])osed chietly of drafted men v%4k) volunteered for im- mediate overseas service. I believe that there must be fifty per cent, of them Catholics. You never know until you see them in Church, and often they have walked several miles and missed breakfast to get there. It used to he a matter of wonder to our Protestant friends why we should go to a French church and sit through a sermon we could not understand, hut now they accejit it as a matter of course.” Thomas M. Landy sends the following account of the voyage to France of a number of Loyola boys: “Since there are so many former Loyola hoys in our Battery I think I shall begin this letter by telling you a little of our history and travels. 102 “We left Baltimore on May 20 for Hoboken, where on May 22 we boarded the Leviathan and sailed for France. On board we met Joe Heuisler and Jim McGann, both former Loyola boys. “The trip over was uneventful up until the last day. All the fel- lows were out on deck looking for a speck of land which we were told we could expect to see very soon. Of a sudden one of the six-inch guns, with which the Leviathan was armed, went oft . I quickly ran to the stern of the boat. Off to the direction in which the gun had been shoot- ing, was a small speck which I soon discovered was a periscope of a Hun submarine. The guns again opened up and there was a merry little battle going on. Then there were more periscopes and more shots. This running fight lasted from 12.10 until 1.15. But after a lot of good work on the part of the Captain and the gun crews, as well as of the little destroyers, we pulled into the port of Brest. This battle took place within sight of the city of Brest. We were told that the Leviathan was officially credited with the sinking of one submarine besides one other which the destroyers were thought to have sunk.” Tom also enclosed in his letter the citation given his Battalion for their work at the front. It is dated on Armistice Day. Corp. R. B. Klitch writes on February 9: “I was wounded in the left leg on September 29 in the vicinity of Montfaucon, but by the mercy of God am now all right, though a little the worse for wear and am awaiting my discharge from the hospital.” The report of the wounding of a number of other Loyola boys has been received, but the editors of the Annual decided not to publish rumored casualties among our former students unless they could be substantiated either by the individual himself or by someone in close touch with him. Philip E. Kernan, writing from Rotterdam, Holland, under date of April 4, 1919, tells of food conditions in Germany: “We left Hamburg on April 1 and arrived here last night. We carried a few thousand tons of food (flour and bacon) for the Huns and came back here for another load to bring to them. I went ashore in Hamburg. Everything is very expensive, coffee at five dollars a pound, soap at four dollars a pound, etc. “Meat, soap, coffee, matches and, in fact, everything that we use everyday is unobtainable. Germany today is a country of substitutes. Every place I went to in Hamburg the people asked me to sell them food from the ship. Can you imagine paying four dollars for a bar of Ivory soap? “The Germans hate the Erench and English. Just as soon as they found out that we were Americans we were treated fine. That sounds 103 CAPT. AUSTIN McDonnell. MAJOR JOHN c. McDonnell. LIEUT.-COM. EDWARD O. McDONNELL. JHEUT. (j. g.) FRANCIS R. McDONNELL. FOUR LOYOLA RROTHFIiS IN THE SERVICE. 104 (iQgsj ’t it? Ill 11)14: tlic AiiiGpicci 11 clollcii Vcls woitli foui iiiciilvs, now it is worth ten. “The Gerniaiis ajipear to me as if they were in a trance. Their losing the war was just like a man losing his fortune over night. Every- one has ])lenty of money, hut what good is money when it will not buy food? Their bread resembles dark ginger bread. What puzzles me most is how they held out as long as they did. The country is orderly but it would not take much more to start a revolution. Mail is not allowed to leave or enter (ierniany. 1 sjioke to a iiumher of (iermans, who understood English, and they told me that they had relatives in She United States that they had not heard from for over four years. “Tliey had a large ({uaiitity of beer here hut it was just like water. All of the cafes and other jilaces of amusement were crowded every night. The peojile were all very friendly to us. Clothing is very searce and most of the discharged soldies still wear their uniforms.” 3tour ICugnla IBrntljpra tn ttjp S ' prmrr Maj. John C. McDonnell and Capt. Austin McC. McDonnell, of the Army; Lieut. -Com. Edward O. McDonnell, and Lieut, (j. g.) Erancis R. McDonnell, of the Navy, all of them Loyola hoys, form the contribu- tion of one Baltimore family to the defense of our country. Lieutenant McDonnell finished Freslunan Class at Loyola in 1902, after which he began to jirejiare for his jirofession of engineering. Major McDonnell is an A.B. of 1907. Captain McDonnell graduated in 1909. Lieutenant-Commander McDonnell came to Lojaila in 1903 and went to Annaiiolis from the High School. Francis, the eldest of the brothers, received his commission as Lieutenant (j. g.) in the Navy after the 1918 Annual had gone to jiress. Until the time of the Armistice, he was at Eastleigh, England, an Ameri- can Aviation Rejiair Base, llis brother, Edward, llcw across the Eng- lish Channel with the first American airiilane that came from this sta- tion. A souvenir volume entitled “The Battle of Eastleigh,” published by the U. S. N. A. F., has this to say of Lieutenant McDonnell: “Lieut, (j. g.) Francis R. McDonnell, Superintendent of Construction, Public Works, was just what the title implies in every sense of Ihe word. He didn’t announce his middle name, but on good authority it is announced that it stands for Results; if it doesn’t, it should, for Lieutenant Mc- Donnell and his stall ' of willing workers certainly got ’em. “When one reviews and surveys the amount and calibre of the construction on this Station, lie is at once convinced and imjiressed 105 that Lieutenant ‘Mae’ knew pretty nearly what he was doing. Results speak louder and more forcibly than mere recording on paper, and everybody knows what was accomplished under him. “He resides in B altimore, was enrolled in June, 1918, and brought his ambitions, personality and enthusiasm to this Station August 15, 1918.” Lieutenant McDonneH’s present duties are in the devastated sec- tions of France and Belgium, superintending the construction of homes for the afflicted people of those countries. An interesting letter from Lieutenant McDonnell, written to his mother, appears elsewhere in the Annual. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Had the war lasted a few days longer Maj. John McDonnell would have been Lieutenant-Colonel, as the recommendation for promotion l)y General Patrick had been favorably acted on. After leaving Hous- ton, Texas, where he was instructor in aviation and superintendent-in- charge at Ellington Field, John went to France, where he was at the head of the largest x merican aviation school in that country. Later he went to Coblentz, Germany, where he was taken sick. After his recovery he returned to the United States. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Cai)t. x ustin McDonnell held the rank of Major in the Field Ar- tillery until the signing of the Armistice. He is at ])iesent in France engaged in inspection work of Loops returning home. ★ ★ ★ ★ Lieut. -Com. Edward McDonnell was the first American aviator to cross the Balian lines. He was only an Ensign when he received the Congressional medal for “extraordinary heroism” at Vera Cruz, over which city he had the honor of raising the x merican flag. Lieutenant- Commander McDonnell is now on duty in this country. 106 ©If? (Hommiaainn for SSrltrf in Irlgium anii Nnrtljrrn Jffranrr (From a letter written hy Lieut. Franeis R. McDonnell to his mother.) I have been in Lille since March 7th, and by tliis time 1 suppose you have received the letters 1 wrote from Eastleigh just before leaving, and from here on my arrival. 1 am Executive Otlicer of the U. S. Naval Unit doing relief work in Northern Erance. Our main station is here in Lille where we have (juarters — otlicers and eating accommodations — for about 250 men and 12 officers. Besides this there are small complements of men stationed at various towns as far south as Noyon. Our reason for being here is to construct temporary wooden barracks to house refugees returning to their ruined homes. All the small units are under the direction of our central station at Lille and we in turn are under orders from Admiral Halstead, Force Commander for U. S. Navy in France. We are also connected with the Commission for Relief in Belgium under Mr. Hoover. W e have a number of Navy touring cars connected with this station, and 1 have made a large number of trips covering the entire country from Zeebrugee on the North Sea, Dunkirk on the west, Brussels on the east and south as far as Chateau Thierry. 1 have visited all the towns and battlefields in Northern France and Belgium. It is an invaluable experience. Now is the time to see these devastated countries, which are still as the armies left them. By the time tourists are allowed to come over, the battlefields will he under cultivation, 1 hope, but it vill take generations to build up the towns. The towns around Lille and north of the line were coniparativeh speaking not much damaged. If a town has only an occasional block wiped out here and there it is said to be fortunate. Lille was taken hy the Huns on their first drive in 1914, and remained behind their lines until they left last October. Even Lille, however, was damaged to some extent— not a single bridge, no matter how small, was left, and here and there through the city can be seen a whole block or a few houses blown up- mostly the result of British shells or air bombs. Further west and south, however, or northwest in the region of Yi)res and Dixmude is town after town, for miles and miles around, in which not a single house is left standing — everything is confusion and utter ruin. As we pass through the country we see the trenches extending for miles and miles, line after line deep, while the fields all seem to grow barbed wire instead of crojis. Ihe main roads have been repaired to a great extent, so as to he at least passable in an auto, and a good many temporary military bridges have been built. 107 In the fields — onee lair Mother Nature seems to have just recovered from smallpox and her face is covered with pits made by shells. Numerous small graveyards are seen where 50 or 100 men are l)uried French, English, Huns, and very fre([uenlly we find where some of our own hoys from far-away America have finished their journey. The little graveyards or the large cemeteries where thousands are buried do not seem so lonely, for there the soldiers are lined up as on ])arade and in many eases the graves are well cared for. There they are sleeping pour la Patiie — comrades to the end- but in ])assing we see in corners of woods and fields, even in ditches along the road, a single lonely mound with ])erhai)s a couple of rough branches fashioned into a rude cross. They are everywhere, all over Northern France and Belgium. In a few months, the crosses will he gone and then nothing will he left to mark the spot where a great sacrifice was made. Perhaps not much in the single case against the millions in the vast army of dead, but to the soldier sleeping there this spot is the one most imi)ortant on earth — here he fought, here he suffered his agony and finally gasped out his life, and in this spot his comrades have hurriedly buried him leaving his cap on a rough cross to rush on, each to find in his turn, perhai)s, his own i)articular destined spot. However sad this may seem it is nothing comj)ared to the horrible things which even now one often comes across if he go over some of the less fre([uented parts of the line. Here a man’s shoe with his foot still in it, while in many a half-covered trench corner is a mass of l)ones and decayed flesh — all that the rats, the l)irds, or the elements have left of what was once a man, the son or husband, ])erha])s, of someone sor- rowing in far-off America and trying to i)icture the quiet si)ot where her l)oy is buried. But this is only one of the vast army which will never he accounted for — whose graves will never be marked — one of the “missing.” j)erha])s, whose relatives will not even hear how or where or when he died. This is war — not the Fifth Avenue i)arades. I wanted, when I first came to France, to get out at once and see for myself what it was like, so that when I returned to America, I could describe the trenches and the l)attlefields. Now I know. But I can never do as I i)lanned. Even gifted writers utterly fail to convey an idea of how terrible it all is no ])hotogra])her can dei)ict it. The worst I have seen is around Y])res and Hixmude, where all the country is swam])ed. We visited it last Sunday during a heavy snow storm I always thought snow storms more or less cheerful until last Sunday. Even now that country is as near hell as any si)ot on earth, and when it was full of death and destruction, only a few months ago, it must have taken sui)er-men to live and fight there for four long years. After visiting Ypres and the country around it 108 and knowing that it was mainly the British who held it for four long, Idoody years like a stone wall- well, I am glad 1 am partly of English deseent — English and Irish, surely a heritage to he proud ot. Now 1 have told you some of my experiences. Ye exi)ect to he here until May 15th, and then I hope it will be home by way of Brest. A (Sutl nf tl|p Fiftppntl) Olpulitrg [A subject of ivorld-tvide interest at the present time, is the solution of ivhat is knoivn as the “Labor Question.” [Hoiu it was treated centuries ago is shotvn in the following discourse, delivered in our Church on March 23, 1919, bij the Rev. John A. Nainfa, S.S., of St. Mary ' s Seminary, Baltimore. The occasion ivas the inaugura- tion in this city of the Guild of St. Joseph, the 07 ' iginal charter of tvhich was confirmed in 1442 by Philip the Good, Duke of Burgundy. [ Father Nainfa belonged to the Reserves of the French Ainny and as soon as war ivas declared left for France. He ivas attached to the Ambulance Corps and later was interpreter for the British Army. He did excellent ivork among the French wounded and acted as chaplain for the British, preaching and hearing Con- fessions in English. — Editor’s Note.] “A brother that is helped by his brother is like a strong city.” — (Prov. xviii., 19.) Wortinj Wardens and Giiildsmen, Dear Brethren, Man has not been created to live alone, hut is a social being, looking for the company of his fellow creatures, or as the great jihilosopher Aristotle has quaintly expressed it, a “iiolitical animar’ which means that man “cannot effectively imrsue happiness, nor attain to a reason- able degree of self-perfection, unless he unites his energies with those of his fellows.” This natural instinct of man has resulted in the formation of many diverse societies. The first and primordial one is the family, the inti- mate assoeiation of man and woman for mutual love and assistance and the bringing up of children destined to continue the existence of the human race. That is merely a society for self-preservation; the REV. JOHN A. NAINFA, S.S. On active clutv in France. 109 most essential indeed, the condition and basis of existence and per- j)etuity for all the others. Hut that simple family association docs not sullice to satisfy all the many wants of man, and he must therefore combine his energies with tliose of his neighbors, first, to obtain, with greater certainty and greater facility, all such material and moral goods as arc necessary or useful to the preservation of his life and the development of his being; and also to successfully resist all antagonizing forces. Thus have come into being all associations of men: societies of all sorts and for all puri)oses; guilds and professional associations; cities and townshii)s; states and nations; which all culminate in what is now regarded by some as the supreme result of the social instinct of man — the Society of Xations! Since we are all here, either members or friends, of one of those associations — the Guild of St. Joseph — it is my purpose, this morning, to spake to you of Guilds in general, and of the Guild of St. Joseph in ])articular. The Guilds. The word “Guild” is believed to be derived from the Saxon “gil- dan,” or “geldan,” meaning “to pay,” and thus would seem to be an allusion to the admission fee, or membership dues, paid by the members of the society; but it may well bave a much more remote origin, and bring us back to the old sacrificial meetings held by tbe Germanic tribes in the dark forests, East of the Rhine. Whatever be tbe origin of the name, it appears, with its present meaning of a brotherly association, very early in the history of the nations of Western Eurojie. We lind mention of “guilds” in England and on the continent, as early as the seventh and eighth centuries. Sometimes encouraged, sometimes jirohibited, by the various monarchs of the time, tliey thrived and prospered; and we note with pleasure tliat the Church authorities, realizing what powerful influence such associations would have, for good or evil in the communities, encouraged and assisted the min their development, weaving into them, at the same time, the strongest and purest Christian sjiirit. Tike all human institutions, the guilds develoiied slowly and ac- cording to circumstances. The} did not everywhere present one and tlie same type; some were mainly social, others emphasized the religious side of the organization, while, later, in the merchant and craft guilds, it was the economic asjiect wliich became jiredominant. The work of development was nearly completed towards the end of the eleventli century, when the guilds, having become vigorous and influential organizations, groujiing, as they did, all the most prominent men in each community, entered into the making of history, and played 110 an important part in the movement for the emancipation of the “com- munes,” or “charted townships,” of England, France, and the Low Countries — a movement by which the municipal franchise and liberties were conquered, nearly two centuries before the Magna Charta was v rested in 1215, from King John of England. Democratic in their origin and development, the guilds remained democratic throughout them history. Against the tendency to cen- tralization, they retained their local character; against the growing- practice of appointing officials, they maintained the principle of elec- tion of their officers, — a principle which they handed down intact to the modern framers of om ' constitutions, after preserving it faithfully through centuries of despotism and autocracy. As free citizens, therefore, we should hold in reverence the memory of those glorious guilds; hut they should be none the less dear to us as Christians. The medieval guild was a typical Christian brotherhood. To the guildsman, the article of the Creed, “1 believe in the communion of saints,” was by no means an empty word. The different guilds had, in their statutes and by-laws, various ways by which a member could lose his memhership, but death never was one of them. The dead guilds- nian remained a member of his guild; his name remained on the roll; his memory was kept alive; prayers were off ' ered for him; every year, the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass was celebrated for the repose of his soul; and the living members took a constant interest in the welfare of his widow and orphaned children. Christian charity, that flower of brotherhood, always was the supreme virtue of the guild. Finally, each guild had a patron saint who was held as the model of that Christian life which every member of the society must strive to live, and was invoked as the special advocate and protector of the spiritual interests of the guild and its members. The patron saint was chosen by the guild on account of some correspondance of the saint’s name, life, death, or profession, with the object of the guild. The feast day of the saint was always celebrated as a holiday by the guildsmen. The members assembled in their hall, and marched to church together, headed by the board of officers, the banner of the guild, and a band of music. Mass was sung with solemnity for the living and dead members of the association, and all present partook of a loaf of bread, blessed by the priest at the Off’ertory, and distributed to all in token of brotherhood. The rest of the day was spent in merry- making, and usually a banquet united all the members of the guild around a common table. Such were, broadly sketched, the life, constitution and customs of tlie guilds, in tlie middle ages. They multiplied, prospered, and 111 tlourislied in every town; eaeh profession, trade or eraft, having its guild, with well-regnlated, well eslahlished, and jealoush ' preserved traditions. That hapi)y state of things eontinned till the sixteenth centur 3 % when the sophistieated sj)irit of the Renaissanee began to cast discredit on the wholesome simplicity of the medieval life. Then the govern- ments, becoming more and more autocratic and centralizing, looked with disfavor upon those associations in which the old democratic ])rincii)les were sedulously preserved, and they endeavored to curtail their privileges, and to weaken their intluence by fostering rivalries among the guilds and dissensions between their members. Then the Reformation came, with its conscciuenccs of religious strife and mutual intolerance; many of the guilds found themselves hopelessly split into warring factions; the old spirit of brotherhood became weakened; and, after the storm had subsided, few indeed of the old craft remained floating on the troubled waters. Finally, what was intended to be the death-blow to the guilds was struck by the French Revolution. In its mad rush for unity and cen- tralization, the Constituent Assembly, in 1791, abolished all profes- sional or trade associations and cori)orations. The decree was ai)plied ruthlessly throughout the Republic; but the survival of many of the old guilds is to us, today, a new proof that century-old institutions, grown out of such a deep and ])owcrful human instinct as that of association, cannot be easily killed by artificial legislation. Many, indeed, were the old guilds in Northern France and Relgium, which survived all those causes of death; and, among them, was the Guild of St. Joseph, of which I am to si)cak ])rcsently. The Guild of St. Joseph. It is a singular good fortune that we should have here with us, in this great city of the New World, a living branch of one of those ancient and glorious guilds of the Old World; and, in as much as I may, my dear brethren, in your name and mine, permit me to extend to the Guild of St. Jose])li, in the ])erson of its distinguished jiromoter, of the honorable Wardens, and of the newly elected members, the welcome and heartfelt wishes of this city, of this venerable church, and of all the Christian j)eople of Raltimore. It is with great regret that I have found it ini]K)ssible, owing to the troubled conditions which have ])revailed in Relgium and Northern France during the last five years, to gather such precise historical docu- ments as would have made it a more interesting and more imj)ressive undertaking to sj eak to you today about the Guild of St. Joseph. 112 The country of its birth was that classical land of guilds, the County of Hainaut, — before the war, one of the most nourishing provinces of the Belgian Kingdom, now mostly a scarred and devastated land, with only hopes of early recovery and future prosperity. Our guild was founded there in the fourteenth century, grouping in one great organization a number of small local associations of trades- men, merchants, and workmen, engaged in the production, conserva- tion, and distribution of food. With its headquarters at Mons, it radiated into all the neighboring towns, afhliated most of the local societies with similar objects, and soon beca me an important factor in the economic, civil, social, and political life of Hainaut. It is small wonder, therefore, that, in 1436, when the County of Hainaut passed under the rule of that mighty prince, Philip the Good, Duke of Burgundy, one of the first acts of his administration was to lay a watchful eye on that powerful society. Jealous of his supremacy, he had the statutes of the Guild inspected and revised; and, finally, in 1442, he renewed the charter of the Guild, confirmed its existence, assured it of his princely protection, and in token of special benevolence, bestowed upon it, as its proper insignia, his own coat-of-arms as Count of Hainaut, the black lion in a field of gold traversed with a band of red, which the guildsmen of St. Joseph have faithfully preserved to this day, and which we hope soon to see emblazoned on our own banner. The Guild prosp ered, and, while it had much to suffer from des- potism, wars and revolutions, more fortunate than many other guilds, it has been able to survive to this day. Just before tlie great war, a new impetus had been given to it; but, like most institutions in France and Belgium, it has greatly suffered in the past five years, and several of its members have generously shod their blood for the maintenance of those sacred iirincijiles of liberty, of Cliristian brotlierhood and democracy, which have been the ideals of our guild for the last six hundred years. And now, — and we may well see here one of the few good results of the war, — the Guild of St. Joseph has crossed tlie iVtlantic and settled in Baltimore. We are inaugurating today a new branch of it, a new branch whicli will be as healthy, as vigorous, as strong, and as fruitful, as were the branches of the old tree deeply rooted in the fertile soil of Hainaut and Flanders. We wish this new institution to grow rapidly, and soon to become, itself, a giant tree which will stretch its branches far and wide. We call, therefore, upon all people engaged or interested in the food trades to join our brotherliood. We make no distinction between employers and emjdoyees; and we welcome to our ranks, as “Associate Members” persons who do not belong to the trade, but are interested in 113 its welfare. We can assure Iheni all that they will find themselves in numerous and good eompany. But numhers would mean little if the (juality of the memhership were inferior. It is hy eomplying with severe re([uirements, and after a ])rotraeted ai)])rentieeshii) that the ajiiiUeants have always, in the jiast, (pialified for memhership; and if we wish this new scion of our guild to grow and bear much fruit, we must not lower the standards of admission, or depart in the least from the century-old traditions which have been the cause of our success, of our glory, and- -better still — of our survival. Of those traditions, there are three which I wish brictly to empha- size before I close these remarks; they are: The brotherly spirit, the devotion to our patron saint, and the re- membrance of our dead. The spirit of Christian brotherhood is the very foundation of our guild, as of all others. All the members pledge themselves to render assistance to one another in their temporal and s])Lritual necessities. They are hound also, by virtue of their membershi]), to further good feelings among the guildsmen; to help settling amicably all disi)utes or ditfcrenccs which might arise among them; to take a vivid interest in the moral and intellectual development of their less gifted brethren; to assist the poor and sick members, and to look after the welfare of the widow and orphan children of a departed guildsman. The faithful i)erformance of these duties has been, in the past, one of the glories of this guild, and it is our wish, and our sincere hope, that the new members will not show themselves inferior to their predecessors in brotherly devotion, kind feelings, and Christian charity. Our guild bears the name of St. Joseph, and has been from its beginning under his patronage and protection. St. Joseph was the foster father of Our Saviour, and by his daily labor, supi)lied food for the Divine Child and His Blessed Mother. No better patron saint there- fore could he chosen for an association of food producers; and it is our wish to emulate the devotion of our ancestors to our great Patron Saint, and their fdial trust in his blessed protection. His feast day, the nineteenth of March, or the Sunday following, has always been, and must remain, “Guild’s Day,” to be observed every year as it is today, with the i)resence at our Mass of all the (members of tlie guild and their invited friends. In accordance with our traditions, that annual Mass should always be celebrated with all possible solemnity, and offered for the si)iritual and temi)oral welfare of the living guildsman, and the rei)ose of the souls of our de])arted brethren. Tlie faithful remembrance of our dead is one of our dearest tradi- tions. Our dead are always with us; for, as I said when speaking of 114 tlie organization of guilds, membership in a guild does not end by death. Our dead are our inspiration and our models. By their devotion to the duties of membershi]), b} their remarkable spirit of initiative, by their unswerving loyalt} to their society and to their fellow members, by their mutual charity and assistance, they have preserved and fos- tered, during six hundred years, the good name, the honest progress, and the social influence of our glorious guild. May their spirit always remain with us; and may we cultivate, practice and faithfully hand down to our successors, the Christian and civic virtues of our ancestors ! And today, while the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass is being offered for the repose of their souls, let us pledge ourselves to the duty of extending to our departed brethren the same brotherly love that we owe to the living members of our guild, and all the assistance we can render them by our prayers and our good works. May the Guild of St. Joseph grow, prosper and fructify, under tile guidance of its Holy Patron Saint; may all its members be loyal and true; and may the souls of our departed guildsmen, and the souls of all the faithful departed, by the mercy of God, rest in peace ! Amen. fe ulljr IGpagup of Nattnna a« thr Qlrurp of Gn W. Leo Johnson, ’ 19 . URING the last four years the doctrine of the intrinsic injus- tice of war has been spread broadcast. The pacifist, utterly ignorant of the science of ethics, has tried to impress upon the people a theory, which, if put into practice, will lead to universal anarchy. Pacifism would demobilize all armies, leaving the state without power to enforce its right or laws — a condition desired by anarchists. Once more would nations assume an ajipear- ance of the medieval times. The first period of feudalism, in which law and order were abolished and a reign of bloodshed and terrorism substituted, would be revived. It is true tliat such methods would abolish international wars, but there would follow an ejioch of civil wars, wars between various factions within each state, a continued struggle tor supremacy, just as in the middle ages. A mere disarma- ment could not so eflect the nature of man as to cause him to gain con- trol over such passions as greed and hatred, and to live in perfect ])eace. A nation is made up of individuals and a national ])eace is im])ossible without the peace of the individual. This individual peace results only when the will acquires an habitual disposition, by virtue of which the Iiigher tendencies are inefcrred to the lower desires. Such control can- not be perfectly brought about even by the fear of an eternal sanction. 115 Yet removal of authority is proelaimed as the means of j erpetual peaee. Besides paeitism. there is another evil which is poi)ularly termed Jingoism, and which is diametrically oi)posed to jiacitism. The adher- ents of this theory are militaristic. They go, as it were, with a chip 111)011 their shoulders, waiting for a ])retense for war. Soldiers trained to light, manufacturers of ammunition, and the sensational press, may he classified under this grou]). The Siianish-American war was in great measure hrought about by a sensational jiress. It is certain that the Boer war would not have been fought, had the press opposed, in- stead of demanding war. These exanijiles clearly show the modern tendency towards the ex- tremes of too little or too much. The pacifist ujiholds the theory of Merve, that was is in itself unjust and must be ])revented, regardless of cost; the militarist, on the other hand, defends the doctrine of Nictsche that war is to he desired and that peace is essential to prepare for future conquests. Horace, the satiric moralist, has written: “In everything observe the golden mean. Only within fixed bounds is virtue seen.” There is a mean between two extremes which it behooves man to follow. War is not of itself unjust, hut is indifferent and draws its jus- tice or injustice from circumstances. An individual may use material force to protect a right which might he violated by another if force was not used. However, this force remains extrinsic to right, for might does not make right. What is true of the individual is a fortiori true of the nation, since the nation is of more importance than the individual, and those controlling it are obliged to protect the lives and property of tlieir subjects. According to St. Thomas, war should not be entered into unless three conditions are fulfilled. The just war is undertaken the power of the stale, the cause must be just and grave and it must be made wdth a right intention. This is the doctrine held by Catholic moral ])hiloso- phers. The excessive movements of ])acilism and militarism are the progeny of Protestantism. Those who defend the intrinsic injustice of war seem to forget that God himself ordered wars in the case of the Canaanites, the Benj amices and against Antiochus. What is physical suflt ' ering compared to moral disorder? The great evil of mankind lies not in the former but in the latter. He who strives to avoid such mundane evils usually denies life after death and that such sufferings for a righteous cause wall truly merit in eternity. Indeed, saints have been canonized as warrior-saints, as Joan of Arc, who had no scruples against war for a just cause. Militarism is to be condemned because it leaches that war is in its 116 essence just and does not draw its justice or injustice from the condi- tions from which it arises. It is, of course, necessary that a nation attempt to settle its difficulties hy arbitration before resorting to war. Why then could not wars be prevented by the formation of an international assembly which would decide national difficulties, thus averting strife? An international league would he beneficial in so far as it would induce nations to submit their differences to arbitration before declaring war. It could not- however, bring about perpetual jieace. The power behind such an assembly would he material force. Now the individual peace upon which the national peace is based depends ultimately ujion the will of each individual. This individual peace consists of a certain contentedness of surroundings and in a curbing of passions. It is evi- dent that such contentment and restraint are from the higher faculties of man and not from his lower nature. In man, wdio lacks the instinct- ive tendencies of the animal, the lower faculties waiuld not be satisfied with any moderate means but w ' ould tend to excess. Such a tendency is governed by intellect and will. Thus the peace of the nation depends ultimately upon the higher fac- ulties of each individual and especially upon the will. The individual may be moved by grave fear or by violence or constraint. The material force used hy a peace league could not incite the individual to act as do fear, violence or their influences on voluntariness. Thus the wall of die individual would remain free and would not be forced by the ma- terial powTr of the league. In consequence of wdiich the peace of the w orld could not be obtained by means of such a league and such a lOice. do attempt to bring about conciliation hv force wall never satisfv both opponents; one will consider himself ill-treated and wall in some waiy finally become avenged. Such a means may prevent wair for a certain time but wall inflame hatred and jealousy wdiich will eventually cause a contlict. National jealousies, commercial rivalry and desires to increase territory, will always exist. Each nation at the council w ould be ever watchful for its own interests and unwilling to yield an advantage to another. If wairs are to be prohibited, human nature must first be changed, ddie natural law’ is found in the rational bent of man, that is in his very nature. Among these hnvs there is one giving to each individual the riglit of ow’iiershi]) and consecfuently jilacing a dutv on every other in- dividual to respect that right. That man is apt to lisrespec ' t this duty is shown hy the conmiandment, “Idiou shalt not covet thv neiohbor’s goods.” Man is what he wills himself to be and he is free in following the good, that IS the higher good. If, then, material force cannot bring about peace, is there any means which might at least prevent unjust 117 wars? The answer is in the afhrinative and an example may be found in the aetion of the Cdmreh during the tenth eentury. In the tenth century the Church was confronted with the problem of bringing about peace. At the beginning of the feudal period all nations seemed to aim at the perpetuation of war and conquest. Each noble, with his vassal horde, made war upon his neighbor, in order to increase his wealth and strength. The poorer class of people knew no peace except when someone came into power, who was strong enough to cause others to hesitate in attacking him. The church did not aim at the pro- hibition of war, nor did she intend to prevent it by material force. Her jHirpose was to raise warfare from a state of organized brigandage to a plane of justice and humanity, to substitute order for chaos. The power used by the Church was one destined to succeed even where the sword had failed. This great weapon was the power of excommunication and interdiction. With such an aid the Church de- cided to teach her late converts from Paganism that the state of per- petual warfare was against the interest of humanity. Although the people might be classified as only partly civilized and as barbarians, warlike in nature, they feared excommunication. The pagan, to whom excommuncation was of no consequence, did not desire interdiction whereby all Christians were forbidden to trade or associate with him. This peace received the name of “The Truce of God,” and was form- ally introduced by Gondewald, archbishop of Aquitaine, in 988. In a council at Charroux, he pronounced anathema all those who robbed or injured the poor. Gradually this course was followed by other coun- cils and all religious houses and their occupants were protected from violence. By the beginning of the eleventh century not only Aquitaine, but the whole of France felt the benefit of “The Truce of God.” At the beginning, the time of forbidden conquest included the seasons of Advent and Lent and great festivals. Later, when men became accustomed to control their passions, war was forbidden for four days every week, namely, from Wednesday evening to Monday morning, and during the Christmas and Paschal times. This included over two-thirds of the year. Frequently God showed His favor of such a movement and often punished the one who disobeyed the truce or showed His wrath when it had been broken. The fifth, sixth, and seventh daj s were chosen 111 honor of the Last Sujijier and Passion of Christ. In 1080, the truce was jiasseii by the synod of Isle Bonne and sanc- tioned by William the Conqueror. In 1095 and 1102, Popes Urban H and Paschal II confirmed the decree of the synod of Isle Bonne. Finally in 1139, the tenth general council gave in its Canons XI and XH, the offi- cial sanction of the Church to this most beneficial institution. It has been argued that the Church in bringing about this peace in- vaded civil authority. The Church desires to respect civil authority, 118 but at that time there was no civil authority. It therefore became her duty to assume power in order to obtain conditions advantageous to humanity. A moral power was successful at a time when man was not ed- ucated as he is today, but when the people were, as a whole, Christian. Today, many, though reputed as educated, deny the existence of God; they cannot be swayed by the powers the Church once successfully em- ployed. Yet a far less powerful means, physical force, is expected to prevail! There is only one means of perpetual peace and that lies in man’s living in conformity with the law of God. In conclusion w ' e ma} say that the only real peace, “The Truce of God,” was brought about by the Catholic Church. When spiritual power was disregarded, wars increased in number and have continued until the present day. The Church is destined to spread over the whole world, but until that time we can expect frequent wars. Even then, wars will not be prohibited, for human nature will not c hange and men will err. The notion of perpetual peace on earth is therefore fantastic, chimerical and without foundation. To use the words of the famous Cardinal Fleury, in commenting on the perpetual peace conception of Abbe Saint Pierre, “It is a dream of a worthy man.” Peace without the notion of God is impossible and until all have that notion we can expect frequent war. te te fe fe A ICeague nf ppacp Srtuippn Capital an IGabor From the earliest centuries. Capital and Labor have been at variance. The cause of their dissensions is known, the eti ' ects are widely felt. Are there anj means that can be employed to bring about a lasting peace between these two mighty powers? Tlie material resources which God has placed in this world were in- tended for the use and benefit of the whole human race. Today the distribution of them is a monstrous inequality, made stable by a high centralization of the wealthy few. Vividly contrasted with the small number of rich is the vast host of the poor. In our own country fifty per cent, of the wage-earners, in normal times, live in wretched poverty. In Paris every seventh, and in London every twelfth person, is a pauper dependent on State aid. liat city or country is there which has not a large population living in homeless, hopeless, helpless wretchedness? Should we wonder, then, that there is strife between Capital and Labor, that they harbor for each other such bitter hatred, that they are strengthening each day their strongholds, and whetting their swords 119 i‘or cruel war? Society is weary of the struggle and seeks an end to it all. But her unrest is not more dangerous to her than the remedies which men- on the one side selfish and unfeeling, on the other desj)e.r- ate, envious, and vengeful — projiose to ajiply. The real danger which threatens her comes from this, that both the mighty forces now struggling for mastery — Cai)ital and Labor — reject the moral and religious bonds without which society cannot hope to hold together. On the one side wealth claims immunity from interfer- ence. On the other, numbers claim a divine right to rule. Liberalism favors the rich and Hatters their avarice and iiride; Socialism ai)])eals lo the i)oor. because it ])ictures for them an uto])ian state where all will enjoy, in equal measure, the good things of life. If Ca])ital can carry out its princijiles of Liberalism the great major- ity of mankind must sink to the hopeless level of slaves. If Labor tri- umphs in Socialism, our property, our liberty, our family life all that we hold most dear will be attacked. Society is to be experimented on by fanciful theorists and vengeful fanatics. Revolution always tends to fall into the hands of extremists, so that Socialism quickly becomes Anarchy, and bloodshed is the result. Yet, what of all this? Yhat has the Church to do with a struggle be- tween two great political forces? Political economy is not her si)here; why does she meddle with the modern social question? True, both Liberalism and Socialism are directly oi)])osed to the Church. The l)artisan of laheralism is just as decided in resenting her interference as is the Socialist. Though she is rejected by both, she has no choice but to boldly assert her right and set forth her jirincij les. First of all, the Church has a divine right to “meddle.” Both rich and poor are her children; hence she must have their interests at heart. She cannot see her children suffer and remain indilferent, for i)eo])le in acute suffering can think of nothing but their misery. It is most natural, therefore, that tlie Church should be anxious that all men enjoy at least that measure of comfort and welfare which will enable them to attend to her words of salvation. Still, the Church takes not merely the stand of exi)ediency; she takes a ])rouder, a bolder stand — that of duty. Christ in exi)licit words set her u]) as the authoritative ex])onent of truth, but she finds the two l)arties that divide the world, alike denying that truth. Each, indeed, has its own solution for the social ])rohlem, hut both alike insist on regarding it as a j)urely economic ])rohlem to he solved indei)endently of the eternal principles of justice and morality. Those j)rinciples, neither fear ol‘ persecution at the hands of the irreligious rich, nor fear of violence at the hands of the wretched poor, can make her hesitate to proclaim, for she holds the truth, and truth is one. 120 Again, because of the moral character of the social relations existing between men, it is her duty to interfere. That such relations have a moral aspect is easily seen when we consider that man, both in his actions as an individual, and as a social being, must acknowledge God, his Creator, as his final and supreme end. The obligation laid on each individual to strive towards that end is absolute and unconditional. All man’s activities are dominated by that end, and have no other value or meaning except insofar as they enable man to rise to God. They have, therefore, to conform to a moral standard. But God has so formed man that his acts have not merely an individual, but a social cliaracter, and since the phenomena of economic life are made up of human, and not purely physical activities, they are to he governed by the moral law. Hence they fall within the authority of the Church, the divine interpreter of that law. In asserting thus her right, the Churcli intrenches in no way upon the domain of civil society. She merely declares with authority the solu- tion of the various questions involving morality or religious truth which the development of civil society presents for solution. This authority she has always claimed and exercised, and more than ever is it necessary that she do ' so today. The fierce struggle between Capital, obstinately clinging to privilege, and Labor, challenging that privilege in passionate indignation, has raised questions of the profoundest moral consequence, questions affecting the lives and consciences of every individual in every nation. Liberalism and Socialism have formulated codes of doctrine radically opposed to God’s law; these the Church is imperativeh called upon to condemn and to combat. Grant, then, the right of the Church to interfere in the social struggle, and at once the question arises: Has she the power of bringing back economic peace to disLacted society? In answer the Chruch points the finger of pride to a long series of solutions which have proved their efficacy in generations past. It is not the first time that she has had to grapple with the labor problem, for it met her at her entrance into the world. At the beginning of the Christian era all labor was done by slaves who were the absolute jiroperty of tlieir owners, and were treated as their masters saw fit. They had no redress, no rights — not even their children were their own, but their masters’. Picture the result of such a system on the minds and characters of both lords and slaves; on the masters’ side callousness, cruelty, luxury, jiride, idleness; on the side of the slaves, spiritlessness, cowardice, flattery, falsehood and hatred. Such was society when the Church was founded by Christ. How great was her task can only be understood when it is remembered that in the beginning only twelve poor fishermen and a handful of disciples constituted the Church. Yet little by little, after a long period of persecution, slie mit- 121 i«ale(l the awl’iil condition of the working classes, the slaves, and linally brought about their complete einaneii)ation. The means used by the Church in this gigantic task were not the means of war, of strikes, of rebellion; they were only the i)eaeeful means taught her by the divine teacher, Christ Himself- the means of love, of kindness, and of respect. She made no i)omi)ous declaration of the rights of man; she did not summon the millions of slaves to rise and slaughter their owners, and reduce society to red anarchy. No! To master and slave alike she taught that they were members of the one family of Jesus Christ, that they were both sent into this wmrld for the one purpose of serving God, that by the i)erformance of duties tow ard each other, duties of service and of kindness, they wajuld gain the same eternal reward, and meet in perfect equality before God. The idea that labor is demeaning had no place in the Church of Christ, the carpenter’s Son. She loved the slave-laborer with a special love, and persuaded their owners to liberate them, so that gradually she banislied bondage from the w orld without shock or violence. In the Middle Ages feudalism usurped power, and destroyed the har- mony of society, but again the Church rose to resist the unjust exactions of the lords and barons by means of “trade guilds.” These w ere origi- nally religious confraternities, but she reorganized them for the i)rotec- tion of the tradesmen. The high esteem in wdiich labor w as held, the content of the laborer, the good and constant w age-rate, the absence of strikes, of excessive toil, of wretched beggary, the wealth of the wmrld all give proof of the efficacy of a means fostering charity, religion, and family union in producing social peace. Later, w hen the Liberal philosophy of the eighteenth century spread broadcast its fatal errors, a false spirit of freedom disrupted society, weakened the guilds, and finally destroyed them utterly in the French Revolution. Today, again, the eternal labor question has growm to be the jiroblem of the wmrld. Again it must be solved if jieace is to obtain among men. True, the laborer of our generation is not a slave nor a serf; he is free to make his owm contracts, but often not free from hunger. His body is not sold in the market-place, but his life and strength are mar- ketable objects, and their jirice may be run down to a starvation wage. He is not bound to wmrk for any master, but he is held by hunger, by a desire for life which forces him to labor for a master wdio w ill just keep him from starving. Thus his strength, his comfort, his life are crushed betw ' een twai mill-stones — above, the conqietition among enqiloyers; lielow’, competition with machines wdiich have replaced the living arti- sans of past ages. Those wdio tend these inanimate tools may, at any moment, be throwm out of employment by the commercial crises wdiich 122 occur so frequently; while if their strength fail, they must go down and he trampled upon in the great struggle for life. Over and above this, the modern industrial system gives work to only Ihe fortunate minority. The helpless majority it drives out of w ork al- together, and leaves them in the street to beg or to he cared for by char- itable institutions. Thus vast hordes of suffering humanity are doomed to the yoke of wretchedness and misery. Their brooding anger finds expression in intlammatory speeches, in a revolutionary press, in strikes, riots and bloodshed. Whence is a remedy to he sought? Violence the State may suppress, hut she has no power to curb or to cure the passions and the i)ride of man. Unless she can do this, she can never bring about a lasting peace between Capital and Labor. Onl} the power that can authoritatively teach reverence for God and all that is associated with Him, reverence for our neighbor, his person and his goods, reverence for ourselves, possessed of bodies that will rise again and souls that are immortal, that power alone, the Church of God on earth, can join in friendshij) unbroken the warring elements of Capital and Labor. George 11 Syrert, T9. 123 124 Standing, left to right — A. Paul Menton, Lawrence Davis. Kenneth L. Clraham. Seated, left to right — J, Maurice King, Leo C. Muth, George R. Sybert, Thomas P. Kelly, Charles R. Durbin, George R. Gibson. (Uhp Cnuula CEnUrnp Aimual Vol. XII. 1919 EDITORIAL STAFF George R. Sybert, T9, Lawrence R. Davis, 21, Charles R. Durbin, H. S., T9, Maurice J. King, H. S., T9, A. Paul Menton, ’22. Editor-in-chief W. Leo Johnson, ’19. Associate Editors Thomas P. Kelly, ’20, Kenneth L. Graham, ’22, George R. Gibson, H. S., ’19, Leo C. Muth, H. S., ’19, (Atliletic Departnienl). APPRECIATION. The editors desire to exj)ress their sincere thanks to the many students and alumni mIio have given valuable assistance in the publication ot this nund3er of the Annual, by furnisbing pictures and letters from our boys mJio are in tbc service of their country. Wliile space prevents us from mentioning the names of all these good friends. M e cannot pass over the valuable assistance rendered us by our Prefect of Studies, Rev. Ricliard A. Fleming, S.J., by Mr. Neil Corcoran, Mr. Ralph Sybert, Mr. Walter Ganster and by all of tbe members of tbe faculty mJio co-operated so earnestly Muth us. Our thanks are also due to Mr. Lliigli Kavanaugh for valuable suggestions and to Robert F. Reamy of Tliird Year High School, lor his jiainstaking Mork on the production of the three cartoons ])receding tlie College, High School and Prep, notes. LOYOLA LOYALTY. Loyola’s record in the war has been a glorious one. About 350 boys M cre enrolled in the army or navy — a number greater than the ordinary annual registration of the school. More than one fourth of them re- ceived commissions: there vere tMclve chaplains and a K. C. secretary as M ' ell. Five of our boys were killed in action, one died of disease. Of the six, four mYt ' c commissioned otliccrs, one a non-commissioned officer, one a private. Three Mere decorated. Nearly one-sixth of those mJio entered the S. A. T. C. in September M ere picked for the Officers’ Training School after little more than a month’s training. Boys of the High School did their share by giving their services to the Government for m ork on the farms and by their generous contributions to Welf are Work. Loyola is ])roud of her boys and congratulates tbem on their loyalty and patriotism. 125 ®Itp Olbrnntrlp On July 27, Rev. Josej)h A. McEncany, S.J., was appointed President of Loyola College, succeeding Rev. William J. Ennis, S.J. Father Ennis entered on the office of President of Loyola, May 16, 1911. What he accoin])lished for Loyola College and for St. Ignatius’ Church it is need- less to repeat here. The increase in school attendance, the acquisition of the property for the new church and college, the preparations of the l)lans for the new buildings whose erection has been delayed by the war — all these facts are familiar to our readers, as are the high tributes of praise to Father Ennis that were published in all the papers of the REV. JOSEPH A. McEXEANY, S.J. PRESIDENT OF LOYOLA COLLEGE. 126 city. From our diocesan weekly, the Baltimore Catholic Review, we quote: “It was amid universal regret that Father Ennis left St. Ignatius’ last Tuesday. By his unfailing charity and zeal he had endeared him- self not only to the memhers of the Church and College faculty, hut also to a host of friends in Baltimore, whose prayers and good wishes follow liim to his new field of labor at St. Ignatius’, New York City.” Bev. Father McEneany, the new Bector of Loyola, received his early education, as did his predecessor. Lather Ennis, in New York City. Eor the past ten years he has been a Superior in the largest Jesuit theo- logical seminary in this country, at ’ oodstock, Md. The students of Loyola offer their best wishes, their loyalty and hearty support to their new President. September. On September 10, 1918, all students eligible for the College classes, and all High School students over eighteen ears of age were requested to report at the Prefect’s ottice. Eather Eleming announced that Loyola would not form a separate unit as had been decided upon in August. All those who desired to join the Students’ Arinj Training Corps were told that they could enroll in the Georgetown College unit. The High School and Preparatory departments opened on September 16, Father Bector greeting the students in the college hall. The col- legiate departments vere closed and many of the High School students were still working on the farms with the Boys’ Yorking Beserve. Of the faculty of last year. Father Burkett was transferred to St. Joseph’s College, Philadelphia; Father Ooghe and Mr. Love to George- town, and Mr. Mudd to Brooklyn College. Mr. Byan was transferred to Brooklyn College and died a few weeks after his arrival there. October. On Friday, October 4, the Freshman class started with ten memhers, consisting of those ineligible for the S. A. T. C. On the seventh the school was closed for an indefinite period, owing to the intluenza epidemic. November. Classes were resumed on November 4; fifteen of the students reported deaths in their families. On the 6th a meeting M as held in the hall for the benefit of the War Fund Drive; several other such meetings were held during the month. At the signing of the armistice, all M ere dis- missed to take part in the great demonstration going on in the city. “Idle Victim,” a motion picture classic, was shown in the College Theatre on November 20 and 21, at 8.15 P. M., for the benefit of the Loyola Athletic Association. 127 December. Tlie funeral of Carroll Read’s mother, on December 10, was altended by tlie teaeliers and members of Fresbmaii Class. On Friday, December 13, the college students at Georgetown were discbarged from the service. A banquet was given the returning students by the Fresbmaii Class at the Hotel Joyce. Fathers McEneany, Finegan and Oogbe, Mr. Daly and several of tlie Class of ’18 were present. An informal entertainment was given by the students to them parents and friends on the day of dismissal for the Cbristmas vacation. The program was as follows: Sketch- “Who Stole It?”. Students’ Christmas Greetings, 1918. Sketch — ‘’Christmas at Liberty Heights” Second High A Recitation — “Snowtlakes” Edward Sullivan, 2nd Prep. Edward Rrannan, James Norris, Irving Hoen, Robt. Reamy, 3rd High Recitation — “Cbristmas Peace Rells” Yilliam Kelly, 1st Prep Sketch — “The Minstrel and the Mummy” Michael Oles, AYilliam McAYilliams, Joseph Nagel, John Coady, 1st High A Recitation — “The American Flag” John Ryan, Sjiecial George Gibson, Leo Carroll. ' j Max Mueller, 4tb High Recitation — “The New Heaven” Joseph Gwinn, 2nd High R Recitation — “Trees” Sylvester Yaeth, 2nd High R Song and Chorus — “Topical” First High R Address — “Loyola and the Red Cross” Mr. Read, Freshman Greetings — “Merry Christmas” Mr. Rohleder, Sophomore Sketch ‘An Embalming” Januaraa The College Dejiartment reoi)ened at 9 o’clock January 6, 1919. Father Ooghe resumed his ])hilosophy courses, and Father McLoughlin returned as professor of chemistry and mathematics. Fathers Finegan and Coveney were ai)])ointed to teach Soj homore and Freshman, resjiectively. Mr. Love resumed charge of the Physics department; lather Prendergast conducted the History course. The Senior Sodality was reorganized on January 11, and otlicers were elected for the coming year. The first meeting of tlie debating society, Mr. Love, Moderator, was held on January 31, in the Physics lecture room. Februara I lie Dramatic Society was organized under the direction of Rev. Jolm Y. Coveney, Moderator, on February 17, at 2.30 P. M. The High 128 School Class of ’20 held a banquet at Hotel Joyce on February 19. Fathers Ayd and Fleming were present. March. The students of the College Department and of Fourth High held the annual parents’ recei)tion on Monday evening, March 3. Cards, dancing, informal entertainment, luncheon and a visit to the College Library were the order of the evening. The Novena of Grace in honor of St. Francis Xavier was held from the 4th to the 10th of March. The exercises were attended by all classes. The Annual Retreat began on Wednesday, March 8, and was conducted by Rev. Edward J. Sweeney, S.J., of Gonzaga College, Washington, D. C. On the following Saturday, all the students received Holy Communion. Mr. Sehlstedt si)oke at the breakfast in the College Gymnasium. The Maryland Day holiday, March 25, w as trans- ferred to the Easter holidays. April. The celebrated play of Shakespeare, Henry IV, was staged in the College Theatre on Tuesday and Wednesday evenings, April 29 and 30. The play was a great success from every standpoint, and was well attended. The Easter vacation began after the afternoon session of Wednesday, April 16, and classes were resumed on Saturday, April 26. Maal May devotions at the statue of the Rlessed Virgin in the corridor began on Friday, May 2, at 2.15 P. M. Every Loyola student showed his devo- tion to the Rlessed Virgin by wearing a small medal of Mary Immaculate during the month. An ajipropriate paper was read each da} by one ot the members of the class in charge of the shrine. On the last school day ot the month. Reverend Father Rector closed the May devotions by an ins])iring address to the students. Wednesday, May 7, the Patronage of St. Joseph, was a holiday in honor of Reverend Father Rector. A committee from each class visited him and presented congratulaiions. The imblic debate of the Loyola Literarv Society was held on Fridav, May 23rd. June. 4 he final examinations began on the tenth. The Senior oratorical contest was held on Wednesday, June 10, at 8 P. M. The speakers were Charles L. Coolahan, ’21; Charles J. Rohleder, ’21; Emmett Rradley, ’22; Clarence J. Caulfield, ’22, and William T. Schoberg, ’22. The anticip’aL(l feast of St. Aloysius was celebrated on June 13, by a general communion of the student body which was followed by breakVast in the “Gym.” The High School elocution contest and graduation exercises were held on 129 tlie evening of the sixteenth, Gerard T. Ikirroughs, H. S,, ’19; Michael T. Delea, H. S., ' 19; George (iihson, H. S., ’19; Maurice King, H. S., ’19; Roger Davis, H. S., ' 20; Leo Ireton, H. S., ’22; James Lacy, H. S., ’22 and Joseph Ahrainaitis, H. S., ’22, took part in the elocution contest. Father Thomas L (iasson, of Georgetown University, addressed the college graduates at the sixty-seventh annual commencement held on Wednes- day, June IcS. The Rachelor ' s oration was delivered by Mr. George 1 . Syhert and the valedictory by Mr. Albert Sehlstedt. fir. oiltamaa (§’55011 All the members of the Societ} of Jesus, fathers, scholastics and brothers, not only in Baltimore but throughout the entire world, are deeply grateful to the late Mr. O’Neill for his generous donation to St. Ignatius’ Church. Their gratitude will be shown by their constant pray- ers for the happy repose of his soul. All that now worship or that ever will worship in the days to come in St. Ignatius’ Church will cherish and revere and bless the name of Thomas O’Neill for his gift to them of a magnificent temple to God. To correct misapprehension, which some may have obtained from statements in the local press confusing Loyola College with St. Ignatius’ Church, it may be well to note here that Mr. O’Neill’s generous bequest is for St. Ignatius’ Church only, and not for Loyola College, which still has to bear its burden of debt. Catholics will appreciate tbe life of a man, who, multi-millionaire though he was, assisted at Mass every morning, was a frequent com- municant and on the day of his sudden but not unprovided death, re- ceived Holy Communion at an early Mass, returned in thanksgiving to the late Mass, and purposed being present at the evening conference, the series of which he had faithfully attended in our Church during Lent. How the peo])le of Baltimore ai)preciated Mr. Cj’Neill may be judged from the following extracts from editorials published in the local press. “True ])hilantliroi)y,” says the Baltimore Star, and con- tinuing ; “Rich men have died and left behind them huge sums of money for various causes, but very, very few have left behind them such a splendid memorial for all time as did the late Thomas O’Neill when he gave to tlie city his foundation for a hospital which is tfi be nonsectarian and for poor and rich. Mr. O’Neill i)rovided for other bequests of a religious and cbaritable nature, but bis true spirit of j)hilanthropy sbines out in bis provision for the hospital, which, while his gift to the people, is 130 MR. THOMAS O’XEILL. 131 not even to bear his name. Sueh was bis bumilitv and sueli were his wishes. “With all resjieet to the ineinories of the men who gave to Balti- more the Enoch Pratt Library, and to Baltimore and the entire world the magnificent Johns Hopkins Eniversity and Hospital, Mr. O’Neill’s will, breathing as it did the fragrant scent of real Christianity and love of his fellow-men transcends even their heipiests, for so tender was he of the feeling of mankind that he even stijiiilatcd that while at least a score of the rooms in the hospital were to he free rooms, the tenancy of the free rooms was to he guarded as a secret, and the i)atients in those rooms were to he regarded as jiaying jiaticnts and treated as such, and that tile fact they were not paying jiaticnts was not to he divulged.” The Baltimore Sun says: “Millionaires wills arc frequently disap- pointing both to relatives and the public, hut that of the late Thomas O ' Neill crowns his life with iieculiar distinction, and promises to asso- ciate his name not only with education, religion and mercy, hut with a practical and unusual recognition of those who helped him to amass his fortune. “Mr. O’Neill, from a penniless hoy, made himself ‘a merchant prince,’ hut the amount of his wealth is not so striking as the manner in which he has disposed of it. The hospital for which he ])rovides will add another to Baltimore’s notable institutions of healing, and the twenty-five free rooms, which are to he one of its features, will fill a real want for the ‘persons in moderate circumstances’ for whose benefit they are intended. Not less creditable to his human kindness tlum this provision for such patients is his generous and delicate consideration for their feelings, as indicated by his injunction that their relations to the hosi)ital ‘shall he guarded as a secret matter,’ and that they ‘shall he treated and regarded in the same manner as if they were paying patients.’ “But the arrangement which he made for the continuation of his business is a comparativch new departure, which marks Mr. O’Neill as one of the forward-looking men of his generation. His employees are to he given the opportunity to conduct the business which he built up and become stockholders and joint owners. This is the first instance in Baltimore, we believe, of such a practical bequest of a great commer- cial enterprise, and there have been only a few of the same kind else- where. “Mr. O’Neill was as far removed from socialism as it was possible to he, hut his will lays the foundation of a great co-operative cstahlish- ment. How it will work out dcqicnds altogether on the management, but the example that he has set is a shining one which will probably light the way to many others in course of time.” 132 From the editorial of the Baltimore Xews we quote: “Mr. O’NeiH’s direction for the conduct of the store and business that he built up from small heginnings should furnish opportunity for an important experiment along lines of co-operative endeavor and of par- hcipation of emi)loyees in ownership and management of a large busi- ness undertaking such as is being urged more emphatically now than ( ' ver before as the best solution of many labor problems and as the fairest method of giving emi)loyees a larger share of profits they help lo create. While the ditliculties in the ])ath of the plan are many and obvious, indorsement of it by a man of Mr. O’Neill’s business astuteness and experience is a tribute to the growing belief in its essential sound- ness. “A very human touch in the testament, showing how deej)ly and with how great charity Mr. O’Neill had thought of human ills, is the provi- sion for establishment in the hos])ital that the will provides for a num- her of free rooms, not to he known as free, to be distinguished in no way from others, for the care of persons in moderate circumstances who cannot afford the exi)cnse of hospital treatment. The ever widening circle of suhering humanity that will thus be succored in time of need will cause Mr. O’Neill’s name to live in grateful memory.” The Baltimore American says: “It is with ])eculiar pleasure that the devisements of men of wealth in the interest of local charities and religious promotion are noted. These devisements are thrice blessed - they dignify the memory of the one who makes the bequest and they are a blessing to the institutions or enterprises that are made beneficiary. They are a blessing to the community at large. “The reflections a])])ly with peculiar force to the provisions made by the late Mr. O’Neill, a leading retail merchant in this city. He has left •%‘300,000 to Loyola College in addition to $200,000 already given. He has, likewise, made provisions for a fund that shall be a nucleus for a new cathedral. In addition, at the death of his widow, he provides for the erection of a great hos])ital that shall not bear his name and into the corporation of which he invites ministers and others not of his faith. “’The details of the will can be found elsewhere. Here is intended only to call attention to the frame of mind of a man who lived for his fellows, who converted his wealth into blessings for his fellow-men, and who, considerate of his employees, has i)rovided for the conduct of his store in the future with a view to i)articipation by the emi)loyes in a corporative sense, in the profits. Mr. O’Neill has i)roved himself to be a man of monumental benefaction, monumental business talent and governed by lofty religious impulses and clothed with modesty.” 133 Alumni Nntpa Tlic students of Loyola College, past and present unite in heartily congratulating Rev. Joseph 1. Ziegler, S.J., on the completion of fifty years of a useful and meritorious life in the Society of Jesus. Father Ziegler is professor of Second Year High School, Moderator of the Alumni Society and also an alumnus of the College. He entered Loyola in 1866 and we find his name in the old catalogues mentioned first among those who “attained the highest grade of excellence.” Having completed the equivalent of the high school course. Father Ziegler was ad- mitted to the Jesuit Novitiate at Frederick, Md. on July 29, 1869. After seven years of study and training at Frederick and Woodstock, he was sent to Boston College, where he taught the classics for three years and for a second period of three years, jihysics and chemistry. Among his many jiujiils was his Eminence, William Cardinal O’Connell. Father Ziegler began his theological studies in Woodstock in the fall of 1882. He was ordained less than two years later, A])ril 19, 1884, so that last Holy Saturday was the thirty-fifth anniversary of his i)riesthood. After finishing his course at Woodstock and the customary year of ascctical theology at Frederick, he went to Fordham as ])rof essor of analvtical chemistry and pronounced his last vows there on February 3, 1890. 1.34 His next assignment was to St. Peter’s College, where he re-organized the Alumni Society. Among his pupils were President Wilson’s secre- tary, Mr. P. J. Tumulty, Congressman Hamill and Judge Sullivan. He returned to Fordham in 1898, and had in his classes there former Gov- ernor Glynn of New York and the late Mayor Mitchel. Father Ziegler became a member of the faculty of his Alma Mater, Lo mla, in 1902. He was the first Father Minister of the newly-opened Hrooklyn College in 1908. He came to Loyola again in 1910, where he is still stationed. It is needless to tell any of our alumni of his energetic work in behalf of the Alumni Association, of which he became Moderator in 1911. During thirty-six years of his Jesuit life. Father Ziegler has occupied the professor’s chair; no words can adequately describe this long period of apostolic zeal and heroic self-sacrifice. Three dozen years spent in the patient drudgery and monotonous obscurity of a classroom can only be valued by Him for whose sake this labor of love, of “instructing many unto justice,” was undertaken. The prospect of a golden jubilee as a Jesuit has not impaired the youthful vigor of Father Ziegler. He shows today the same enthusiasm in teaching his Latin and his Greek and his French which he did when he first sat in the professor’s chair, forty- three years ago. May God spare him to us for many long years to come. All of the Class of 1918 entered the army or navy with but one excep- tion. The honorable exception tried his very best to enlist in the serv- ice of his country and applied to four different examining boards. Poor liealth forced him to put aside his idea of becoming a soldier or a sailor. Of the eleven members of the class, four received commissions as ensigns in the navy: Messrs. Berthold Hoen, Joseph Kirby, Louis Roche and W. Ady Streett. The election of officers of the Alumni Association was held in the Students’ Library on Wednesday, January 15. Mr. William J. O’Brien, Jr. was elected president, Mr. Victor 1. Cook, 1st vice-i)resident and Dr. George V. Milholland, 2nd vice-president. The directors for the tliree years, 1919-1921, are J. Neil Corcoran, Leo A. Codd and Matthews S. Brenan. Harry A. Prevost was appointed treasurer, J. Watts Forman financial secretary and Bernard A. Rinn corresponding secretary. After the election of officers a reception was tendered the newly ap- pointed Rector of the College, Rev. Joseph A. McEneany, S.J., wlio is, in virtue of his office, the honorary president of the Association. Mr. O’Brien delivered an address of welcome to which Father Mc- Lneany responded in an inspiring speech on the importance of college education, emphasizing the jireference shown by the government to col- lege men in the ajipointing of officers for the war. 135 Father McEneany ' s si)cech was warmly applauded. After refresh- ments were served, tlvere was informal singing led by Father Coveney and Father (leale. Rev. John C. Geale, S.J., formerly a member of the faenlty of Loyola College and later jiastor of St. Ignatius’ Church, was ai)i)ointed Rector of Holy Trinity Church, Washington, 1). C., during the i)ast year. While regretting his departure from Loyola, the Alumni offer him their con- gratulations on his advancement to the resi)onsihle charge to which he lias been assigned and extend to him their good wishes for success in his new lield of labor. Rev. Eugene McDonnell, S. J., who succeeded Father Geale began his classical studies at Loyola. Hearty congratulations are extended to Rev. William A. Storck, S.J., a former student of Loyola; to Rev. William A. Xevin, S.J.; Rev. Louis Halliwell, S.J. and Rev. Joseph A. Fortescne, S.J., formerly of our College faculty, ordained jnaests at Georgetown College, Washington, D. C., on June 28; also to William Saner and Ambrose Quinn, former Loyola stu- dents who were recently ordained sub-deacons. Under the auspices of the Alumni Association, the Rev. Richard A. Tierney, S.J.. Editor of America, delivered a lecture on “Autocracy in Education” in the College Hall on Wednesday, May 21, before a large and listinguished audience. The faculty of the college, clergymen from city parishes and a nund)er of alumni were seated on the stage. During the past j ear death has dei)rived Loyola of many honored and devoted alumni. Rt. Rev. Mgr. William A. Fletcher, D.D., Rector of the Cathedral, died on February 21 ; Rev. Francis P. Doory, Rector of St. Martin’s Church, on Xovemher 18, 1918; Rev. Carroll Smyth, assistant at St. Martin’s, on January 30; Mr. W. Paul Rrown, S.J., on October 10, 1918; Mr. John R. Ryan, of last year’s faculty, on Scj)tcmhcr 26, 1918; Dr. Claude Rarclay, a student at Loyola from 1853 to 1857, died on November 18, 1918; Michael V. Ruchness, on April 21; John L. Cassidy on October 27, 1918; Anton W. Doetsch on October 21, 1918; Thomas R. Graham on October 24, 1918; Alfred R. Hall in July, 1918; Francis S. Hayward October 13, 1918; Thomas P. Holehan, February 13; Frank J. Merceret, March 10; and Samuel H. McKinney, March 30. May the souls of these, our dear, departed brothers, through God’s mercy rest in peace. 136 Ollaaa nf 1319 The end is at hand! Ye stand at length on the threshold of our career gazing out ui)on the world before us. Yet ere we take our first step into the great unknown, let us go back through the vista of happy college days and live them once more. For, when the step is taken, only fond memories remain to link us to Alma Mater in our threading of life’s entangled paths. Behind us are years filled with hopes, ideals, ambitions, witli studies and endeavors, — all in ex])ectation of this great day; before us the rough and stormy way of life, for us unknown, untried, stretches out unto the very end. Our gaze rests ui)on your walls, Loyola, and lo, fleeting remem- brances, awakened l)y the sight, crowd in ui)on us. We entered your portals for the first lime with reverence not unmixed with awe, because of your wides])read fame. Gradually as we became acclimated to the rare scholarly atmosjfiiere, our feeling of awe was changed into deep- rooted love for you, Alma Mater, which with the i)assing of years shall never wane, hut wax ever stronger, as the realization of your worth unfolds itself to us. Toward you our initial reverence has altered in no waj but tbis, that as in the beginning lliis feeling was accorded you, merely because by hearsay we knew you to be worth} of it, with the swift tleeting of time it has l)ccn confirmed and strengthened by contact with your si)irit. Ha])py, care-free children, we came to you to be guided in our search for learning. Tlie beauty of the classics, the utility of matliematics and the sciences, and the sujireme import of i)hilosophy you have set before us. You have imparted the stimulus to accomplish great things in the dim future, until now we stand on tlie ])innacle, about to go our ways. But, Loyola, Alma Mater, tliose lessons, those norms im])arted to us will never be forgotten. For us they sliall ever be tlie guiding star, lead- ing us ever onward, ever ipiward, to the true goal of all human en- deavor. But let us pause here, classmates, before bidding a sad adieu to our fond mother, and tread once more our joyful college days. ’Way back in 1910 one of our jiresent number John Czyz, with a host of other ‘Preps’ enrolled under Father Purtell, who, though the kindest of mortals, is a strict discijilinarian. Never forgotten will be those “line-ups,” from which our bright star emerged with all the prizes of apples, oranges, and pictures. In First High two others of our jiresent class. Hector Ciotti and Albert Sehlstedt, made their apjiearance at Loyola, Through Mr. Huefner and Mr. Keller, our able teachers, we obtained our first afi’ection for tbe classics, whicb soon developed into lasting love (?), probably because of our great fear of “Jug” — a ])unisbment which terrorized us more than 137 voul(l a “real lickin’” Mr. Hucfner, ordained last June at Yoodstock, will live in oiu ' memories not only as a sympathetic teacher, but as one who would never see Loyola lose on the athletic field. As for Mr. Keller — who of his pupils will ever forget his geniality? Popular Mr. Nevin piloted our course during the two following years of hard study. In Second High our numbers were increased by two sterling students from Baltimore City College, Leo Johnson, our scien- tist, and Olon Serimger, our linguist. The latter, at Uncle Sam’s call, hurried away to Camp Meade last June, and shortly after sailed for France. But more of him anon! From Havre de Grace in third year came David Fisher who is now unfolding his learning and goodly sup- ply of jokes at the expense of Georgetown Seniors in Yashington. Geometry which is usually the bugbear of youthful mathematicians, held no terrors for us at the hands of Mr. Kelly, recently ordained at Yood- stock. Altogether these two years were most pleasant ones, though the “Jug-list” was often graced with familiar names, and extra home- vork frequently had to be written. Father Sullivan, widely famed for his eloquent discourses on the Huns, the Goths, and Politics, met us the following September to pre- j)are us for High School graduation. It was during this year that we acquired such familiarity with the Latin authors that our teacher prompted us to give a public display of our talents in the College Audi- torium. Thanks to Father Sullivan’s careful training, we won for ourselves high commendation from all the members of the faculty. It was in this year, too, that Mr. Summers was our instructor in Geometry and Physics. His dissertations on the phenomena of sound, light, heat, and electricity are still well remembered. The conclusion of this event- ful year found us, nineteen in number, upon the College stage, serenely happy in the possession of ribboned diplomas. As “College men” we returned in the fall of 1915, our numbers greatly decreased by several who strayed into other fields, but augmented by the advent of George Sybert from St. Charles’ College. Our deep regret at the loss of nine “High School boys,” however, was eased during our lirst few moments with a new teacher at Loyola, jolly Father Hargadon. Under his thoughtful guidance truly bright was the sun that rose for us in the “rosy-fingered dawn” of our college days. The works of Demos- thenes and Socrates, of Cicero and Horace, read like good Englishmen’s tales, and, when he led the piping, the inspiring muses came freely at our bidding. But not so easily came Trig, and Analytics. Here were no muses to enliven our minds, but the “fear of the Lord” frequently in- fused by Father McLoughlin when we could not “help ourselves,” worked wonders for “us Freshmen” in the acquisition of a ready know- ledge of triangles, curves, and the loci of points. His hearty good 138 humor took away the sting of many a well-deserved scolding, and his black-board quizzes will go down in history. Into Sophomore we were welcomed by another teacher new in Loyola’s halls — Father Finegan. Here under the pleasant and highly profitable regime of this kindly professor we paid our last respects to the classics. Here, too, we explored the fascinating mysteries of the natural sciences, under the guidance of Mr. Love and Mr. Daly, renewing our valued acquaintances with Father McLoughlin in the chemical laboratories. Crossing the half-way mark of our college course at this point we were beginning to pride om ' selves that we were within sight of the pyra- mid of knowledge, and looked forward with blase eyes to the course in philosophy, presided over by Father Ooghe, which preceding classes had taught us to anticipate with no slight timidity. One period sufficed to show us that the lines of knowledge we had pursued so far were, after all, mere individual columns in our structure of knowledge, incom- plete in themselves unless joined together at the top by the superstruc- ture of philosophy. It took us no longer than other classes to discover what they had discovered before us; namely, that Father Ooghe was the one ideally qualified to help us complete our carefully consti ' ucted edi- lice. For two years this well-loved teacher and friend has toiled un- ceasingly with us, not forsaking us even when we sojourned at George- town and donned the khaki of Uncle Sam. To find words capable of expressing our appreciation of Father Ooghe is well-nigh impossible, so we must perforce hold our peace. Ungrateful, indeed, would we be, if, in passing, we failed to pay a tribute of respect and gratitude to Father Fleming, our prefect of studies. Numerous others of the faculty also have been solicitous for our welfare at Loyola, all of whom we shall always hold in grateful remembrances. Thus we have completed our memorable days at Loyola. In them we have found only joy, happiness, and contentment. But now that these days are over and we stand ready to step from the portals, a sadness rises within us which the thought of graduation fails to overcome. We only now begin to realize what it means to take our departure from Loyola’s halls, to leave behind our Alma Mater for whom we cherish a deep and lasting love. But let us not be sad, classmates, for her spirit will be with us always, to spur us on to greater eft ' orts, to guide and strengthen us in the dim future, and to lead us finally to the heavenly goal. Let us, rather than weep, kneel at her feet to receive a heart-deep benedic- tion, and hid her a fond farewell. George B. Sybert, ’19. 139 The class of 1919 wishes to lionor here two of its fornicr inenil)ers, who would surely be re- ceiving their A.B. degree with us oil Coiunieiieenient night, did not the vicissitudes of war call them from our midst. Each of them rendered etlicient service to his country in France, and each richly deserves his meed of jiraise for lielping to bring victory to the allied cause. Haymond H. Furlong, recently discliargcd from Camp Meade, en- listed on March 28, 1917, in the Maryland Coast Artillery Battal- ion. He was then nineteen years of age. He continued at Foyola until he had finished every exam, of Sophomore year, when he was called to join his company which with another comjiany made up the 117tli Trench Mortar Battery of the 42nd (Bainbow) Division. He left the United States in Octo- ber, 1917, and before long knew by actual experience what trench life was like. His division was the first of the American Army to hold a divisional sector. It was in the lines continuously, and without any relief, from February 27, 1918 until June 15. From Forraine the batteiw moved to Champagne to participate in the defense against the German drive of July 15. Thence it moved to Chateau Thierry, to St. Mihiel, and later to the Argonne forest, holding positions at Sommerance. After the armistice, it followed in the advance until it arrived at Kreugherg, Germany, there to remain as a unit of the Arni} of Occu])a- tion until the Bainbow Division would be sent back to tlie United States. Baymond left France with his comjiany on Ajiril 9, and reached the United States on April 18, after eighteen months of overseas service. Eaymond B. Furlong 140 The 117th Trench Mortar Itattery, to Yhich he helonged, consisted of 185 men, all Marylanders. One hundred and twenty-five returned. Among the Loyola hoys with him were James Cassidy, Frank Holhein, Norhert Marley, Thomas Murphy, Uusscll Quinn and Elmer Shea. J. Olon Serimger is a memher of the 313th Infantry. According to a ncws])ai)er report of June 3, he is supposed to have reached New ' - port News, Va., on June 2. With “Baltimore’s Own” our classmate sailed for “overseas” last July, after a short month’s training spent at Cam]) Meade. Me fought in the Argonne-Meusc sector and helped in the capture ot Monti aucon before the enemy sued for an armistice. There was a rumor that he wois wounded at Montfaucon, but we discredit it. He wrote from a hos- ])ital to a fellow ' classmate that fritz had gotten too familiar with him and had somewhat disagreed with his nervous temperament. The recipient of the letter in- terpreted this as meaning shell- shock. According to latest reiiorts, bar- ring the mention of his name in die Baltimore papers of June 3, lie is teaching a Language Class at the Lniversity of Toulouse. We believe that he is willing to trade his exalted position for a discharge. Both of these lads ex])ecl to continue their interru])ted course at l.oyola, next September. We leave them with our heartiest and best wishes for success and our thanks for the lustre they have shed upon the class of 1919. 141 Secretary of the Senior Sodality, former vice-president of the class, chairman of the committee on dec- orations for the Student’s Recep- tion, arc only a few of the many ottices whicli our alphabetical leader has competently fdlcd. The beadleship he has held under pro- test through all the college years. “Mcc” is a good student, a chem- ist of ability and delights in find- ing objections to philosophic theses. He sometimes philoso- pliizes in Father Ooghe’s private room where the atmosphere is best suited for such investigation. Hector is also a practical ma- chinist. A big Cadillac presents no ditficulties for him, either in the handling or in the repairing. When he hears a motor running he stands with his hands in his hip pockets, squints at it much as a quack horse-doctor squints at a sick horse, and diagnoses the trouble immediately. Resides a “tempus fugit” machine and an “annoyance” bell arc prod- ucts of his fertile brain. “Shotty” was om ' class representative at the Camp Zachary Taylor Ctlicers’ Training School. His proficiency as a soldier was marked, for only his first day in camp was he a private soldier. Generosity is only a mild term to be used in connection with him. Memorable are tlie house parties and auto rides to which Hector has treated us, both as a class and as members of the Philomathic Society. And lucky! He doesn’t look lucky, but the pocketed “horseshoe” is ever in evidence, even in the classroom. It’s a common failing of Hector’s to sweep up big bank notes. This classmate of ours contemplates going into the real estate busi- ness aftei July 1st. M e feel sure liis star will shine upon him and bring him success in this i)rofcssion, and we wisli him even more luck, if it’s j ossible, than he has ever had. 142 As vice-president of the Senior and chairman of the Reception Committee for Mothers’ Night, John has had little to worry him. However, the famous or rather in- famous “little red hox” has made of him the nearest approach to perpetual motion. Squirms like an unearthed earthworm at times in class until we fear for the pre- servation of his integrity. Per- haps it is because of this that his voice often becomes so weak that only a confused mumbling reaches our ears. However, that “still water runs deep,” is verified in this downless- faced youth who hails from East Baltimore. Ver quiet as a gen- eral rule, he causes quite a com- motion when marks are read. Then, too, he is a brilliant French scholar. A casual glance at his picture and autograph makes it at once apparent why he is known as “the pallid Pole from Poland.” “Sish,’ ' or “Siskin,” is a natural blonde. Gossip is wrong when it rumors that the color is due to frequent applications of peroxide. Until we learned to know “Jawn’s” moods we feared that his ten- dencies were slightly anarchistic. Not infrequently have we been startled by such expressions as “Aw Ca-rap,” uttered with unwonted vigor. His ties and socks, too, on “big” occasions, show total disregard for convention. Sporting blood is strong in this peculiar youth, and the athletic news holds the place nearest his heart after the funny sheets of all the daily papers have been read. “Sish” was our star forward in the inter-class basketball league, and the i)rincii)al cause of our success. “Johnny” claims the distinction of being the only inemher of the present Senior class starting in Prep. Incidentally he is our youngest. Aversion for hard work is “Sish’s” great fault. He holds that one should never do today what can be done tomorrow. Nevertheless, when he undertakes to do anything, success comes his way. Thus we rest assured that John will make good in any calling he may choose. 143 To this little chap have come all Ihf medals for philosophy, chem- istrA ' . physics, biolog] and mathe- matics. ever awarded in our class. The fact that he is small in stature i.rgues nothing for mental capa- city. for in this he is unlimited. So it seems to us ordinary ' mortals, at least. Our difficulties of all kinds are readily solved by this clear-headed denizen of South Baltimore, while philosophic dis- putes are settled by him in an in- stant. Sing is the Editor-in-chief of the Annual, and the secretaiA of the Philomathic Society ' . As chair- man of the Card Committee for the Students’ Reception he worked so zealously that each of the players received a prize. Leo parts his hair, like many from the same section, in the mid- dde. but stoutly maintains that nature is entirely responsible for what we call his eccentricity. Though of a retiring disposition, he plays many pranks in the classroom, and has more jokes up his sleeve and in his head than any politician or traveling salesman ever heard. His humorous sallies cau.se even serious professors to smile behind their books. When he has an especially good one or when he warms up in a discussion, it is advisable to carr ' an umbrella for protection against the hea y dew which falls. Art. too. is in Sing’s line. Pictures of cats, dogs and human beings, rivaling those of Goldberg, often grace the blackboards of the class- room. The mention of music at once causes him to whistle his favorite air — When Yankee Doodle Learns to Parlez vous Lrancais. Re.search among the chemical elements is to be Leo’s work after graduation, and we argue renown for him. In our chemical laboratory he was ever our dopester for troublesome unknowns and bother- some alloys. We hope that everything ll be as easy for our most consistent student as it has been to the present. li. 144 Class presidency, presidency of the Literary Society, and the chairmanship cf the Public De- bate are a few cf the clfices held by Albert during the past year. In former years he has ever been our unrivalled and unimpeacha- ble ■ice-p esident. Sally is a post-graduate in all branches of the Terpsichorean schcol. but so excels in doing the fox trot that members of the fair sex unconsciously whisper divine as he whirls by. This accomplishment together with his good line and his ■ Takin ' ways causes our modest hero to stand in strong wTth the women folks. Albert is popular too. with the men. At school he hobnobs with members of the fac- ulty and is always atfable with his fellow-students. In Hamilton his neighbors, even the stray dogs, watch for his approach, so they say. Frequent tie-ups on the jerkwater line used to make ou r classmate late for school so that he has been dubbed Alb ' ert the late. Hi ' tardiness never occurs now without a sanction being given, but Sehly revels in sanctions because tliev are. as he expresses it mere occasions for turning the affair to liis own purposes. Albert is no slacker where lessons are concerned. Of a natural philo- sophic turn, he has no difficulty in finding the solution to most of the knotty problems of tliis science. Ordinary theses he understands well enough to he able to spring jokes on them. So frequent are these occasions that our good teacher, after certain passages, pauses and ex- claims Albert must htive his httle joke. However, tills smiling vouth does become serious at times, particularly after dissertations on the end of man. and goes oft to design tombstones. If popularit} ' . coupled witli eloquence, ever bring success then we sure that success will at tend Affiert wherever he goes. 1XS Such otticcs as Prefecl of the Senior Sodality, General Chair- man of the Students ' Reception, Secretary of the Debating Society, class historian and editor, and Pi()inote,r-in-chief of the Holy Childhood, have brought upon (leorge s head such a train of wor- ries that he is slowly and surely becoming bald— a fact which the cap in the picture hides. “Sy” would be popular were it not that his duties make of him a detested “collector.” Many delinquents go far out of his way to escape a sure decrease of their pockets’ supj)ly when he is “out for a big drive.” As one might suspect, the appel- lation “Sy”is given him because lie hails from rustic regions. Elk- ridge is his native soil, and he commutes like a real suburbanite. The “eight” and the “five-fifteen” are his favorite trains because they are likewise the favorites of many buxom country lassies. M hen he came to Loyola from S. C. C. in Freshman year, George was frivolous and inconsistent— so inconsistent as to win the Ryan medal for (“lass excellence. In Sojihomore, he took the Myers medal and other liremiums; but jihilosophy the following year, sobered him somewhat, so that only the jiremiuni was his. Philosojihic objections are his stumbling block, and a long list of unfavorable opinions seldom fails to evince a strong jirotest. Partiality to sleej) in the classroom is a failing of George. Not once but several times he has had to be admonished that schoolroom chairs serve only one jiurjinse. “Sy” is a s])eaker of no mean ability. He took ])art in the public debate of 1917, acted as chairman of that of 1918, and as an alternate in this year’s debate. Medicine is George’s chosen ]irofession, and we’ll ])ledge our faith that the ])rofession will be all the better for his entering it. 7 146 FROM A SEA OF TROUBLES. Enhprgraiiuatp OIlaHa Nntpa 3lumnr After the terrible and rigorous campaign at Georgetown during the closing daj s of the late lamented war was terminated by the untimely signing of the armistice, the husky warriors of Junior Class began to return to the loud resounding halls of old Loyola, together with the other lads who had chosen to wage the war in the shipyards. Finally on January 6, 1919, the most unique assemblage ever gathered together under the same roof faced Father Ooghe with that same daring look that would have frozen the Hun in his tracks if ever any of the S. A. T. C. from Georgetown had ever reached France, Then we started the swift pursuit of elusive erudition — and how swift has been that pursuit, no one Imt a jocose Junior realizes. Junior Class is but a shattered remnant of those thirty odd young men who stood upon the stage at Loyola on that fateful June 13, 1916, when all respondent in Tuxedo and black pumps, they received their diplomas and thereby automatically became members of the College department. Yea, verily, did the war deplete our ranks. Lee Hodges, called Sis for short, has but recently returned from France with the Coast Artillery; John Hisky left in May, 1917, to enlist in the old Fifth Regiment, and saw much service in France. Joe Hauf has had over a year’s overseas service in the Navy, and Willie Wickham arrived home a few days before Christmas with a wild story of two days’ ride on a transport. His service was particularly arduous, most of it being spent at peaceful Fort Howard. 147 14S Thomas P. Kelly Charles Levin Chester Kearney Barton Harrington Charles Ciotti dies Kearney returned to our fold from the S. A. T. C. at Georgetown when school reojiened. Chester has heen termed by his numerous friends, the “only and original doughhoy.” He has an inborn dislike for all artillerymen, and is vociferous in his claims that the infantry won the war. Charles Ciotti also meandered hack from Georgetown. Yith O. T. C. liatcord and high-jiowered Cadillac he cuts quite a swath among gentle hearts. He excels in expounding the mysteries of chemistry. Ask Father McLoughlin, he knows. Doc Kelly resumed his studies and for some weeks found his uniform ([iiite useful while he exiperimented among the higii exjilosives and T. N. T. of Father McLoughlin’s laboratory. Charles Levin is an out-and-out Bolshevik. He believes in the abolition of everything exce])t money. If the reader, gentle or other- wise, ever hears that Loyola College has been blown up, then the said reader will know that Cholly has at last achieved his supreme ambi- tion to help Lenine, Trotsky Comj)any. Bart Harrington bungled forth into drama recently. The play was yclept “King Henry IV,” said to have been wriften by Yilliam Shakes- peare. If the Bard of Avon were living today fiine diibio he would dis- own this child of his brain. Altogether it is a most distinguished class, both as to looks and learn- ing. Would that they hut achieve their ambitions, even though they be of no loftier strain than those of a certain ex-doughboy in the class whose rapacious desire is to devour the goldfish in the new pond in Mount Vernon Place. Sine diibio, to quote the same errant classmate, it is a most wonderful class. 149 uplimnrF We entered on this passing year With lots of pep and much good cheer. S. A. T. C. enticed us all When answering our country’s call. Then with but half a year to go, We ploughed through arts and science so, Our work was done in double time — We thought in Greek and spoke in rhyme. ★ ★ ★ To him a funny word at sight Will be a fountain of delight; He’ll put dull business on the shelf — For Lace is Falstaff’s second self. ★ ★ Har-ree K. C. as you may know. Is witty, care-free, fears no foe. In search of argument or fun He keeps us always on the run. ★ ★ His silver} tongue all men doth please Enouncing well his Q’s and T’s — Charles Coolahan an actor, too, A star he’ll be before he’s through. ★ ★ Rare eloquence in him you’ll find. His weighty words reflect his mind. His jo} is hounding fallacies — Our Lawrence, — our Demosthenes. ★ ★ ★ With hair of black and eyes of brown, A face that never bears a frown, Joe h gan stands on “easy street’’ A glad hand out for all he’ll meet. Francis Geraghty is a man Of whom we’re proud to say he can Ry poem, sermon or by pun. Fill tactful columns of our “Sun.” 150 SOIMIOMORE ( ' LASS S ' .anding, left to right — Cha rles L. Coolahan, John S. Ileyde, John J. Sveeney, (diaries J. Kohleder, l.awrence Davis, ,Sti ' |)hen J. Ililinski. Harry J. Casey, John A. IMeyer. .Seated, left to right — Joseph J, Egan, Erancis J. (leraghty. Rev. I’hili]) M. ] inegan, S.J., Eacy Rradley, (diaries II. N’ingling. 151 Steplien Helinski is his name, A chaj) of pleasing style though tame; A poet’s life we piek for him, He’ll make Horatian lights seem dim. ★ ★ From Parkton hills our Johnnie came — All medicine shall know his name. He’s tliroiigh with Latin and with Greek, Only the healing art he’ll seek. ★ ★ ★ Our diplomat — for we have one — Is John Meyer, excelled by none; He delves into the law by night — His Greek and Latin’s out of sight. ★ ★ ★ A touch of sadness holds us bound Since Edward Nestor, far renowned. Left us, in quest of laurels new. In pastures of the chosen few. ★ ★ ★ He will some day a great man be. For many deeds of note doth he. Rohlcder is a lad of state And in his words we place much weight. ★ ★ ★ Foremost in class, foremost in fun, Numerous medals hath he won. John Sweeney’s ai)t, when music’s there — For lie is graceful, tall and fair. ★ ★ ★ There is a man on duty bent. And wlien to “Taylor” he was sent. He “carried on” Loyola’s fame Yes! Charlie Yingling is his name. Harry J. Casey, ’21. J. Laca ' Bradley, ’21. 152 iFri Bl|man R. Emmet Bradley, better known as “renfant terrible” of the Fresh- man class; despite his antics, he is no “■slacker” in his studies and holds a prominent place in the monthly averages of the class. He is one of our foremost representatives in the oratorical contest. Roger Rlankford — Known among us as “Rock.” This i)seudonym, however, does not in any manner pertain to his proclivities as a stu- dent. Walks about with the staid air of a philosopher. In spite of his sober attitude he has a broad sense of humor and often has his lillle jokes. Clarence Caulfield — Whenever it is necessary to ujihold the repu- tation of the class in debating and other oratorical lines, all eyes turn to Clarence as the undisputed Demosthenes of the class. Rut these are not the least of his achievements as he has exhibited a marked ability as an actor when he took the role of Hotspur in our dramatic production of Henry IV. Jennings Clark — Has a ])eculiar habit of being overcome by reve- ries; upon awakening, nevertheless, he astounds even the wisest witli his wonderful utterances. Also jiossesses a knack for remembering things which everyone else has forgotten long ago. Dwells in the pleas- ant environment of Mt. Washington. Arthur Coniff — The taciturn memher of the class. “Silence is golden,” as the exjiression goes, and so it proves for Arthur. Many of us have little cause to w onder w by this child of the Sphynx is so near the top of the ladder of success. It is certain that he did not climb there through talkativeness, hut because he gives the better part of his at- tention to his teacher and to his hooks. John Conitf — The venerable beadle of Freshman, ever ready to carry out the wishes of our i)rofessors when they call for themes, et al. Always eager to lend a willing hand to further the social activi- ties of our brethren wJien they are wearied by the grind of studious a])plication. Robert A. Coolahan — field the coveted honor of ])ossessing a com- mission as Lieutenant in the Artillery branch of the Army. A fre- quent visitor at Community Hall, wJiere he delights to show ' how w ell he is “trained” in the Terpsichorean art. Frank DiPaola — Hailing from the sunny sliores of Italy. Under the i)rotection ot the gentle hand of Eurus has landed safely in our freshman class. He is not only a successful student hut au unj)aralleled scholar. Caroll J. Dugan — Famous for his rei)eating oft the exi)ression of Shakes])eare, Anon, anon, sir!’ Claims he w ' ill he the first mayor ot Catonsville and then his home town w ill he Baltimore’s greatest rival. Kenneth Graham — Even it Aristotle he with Pluto and the “shades 153 154 FRESHMAN CLASS of darkness,” he certainly looks with smiling eyes upon this youth after his own heart. Edward A. Kerr — The Longfellow of our class. Also an artist of un- sual ability. Spends his recess periods drawing numerous sketches of a quondam friend of his. Distinguished for his wonderful writings in poetry class. Conspicuous for his teddy-bear hair and left hand. Thomas Marcin — The smallest man in our groiij); owing to liis ex- ceptional ability as an actor played the role of “Jack Falstatf” in tlu ' College play. An energetic worker for the progress anci advancement of his home town, Middle River. Paul Menton — Our hustling man of business. Paul also has estab- lished an enviable reputation as an excellent m anager. He has man- aged the basketball team for three consecutive seasons with paramount success. Treasurer of every society in our class. A prominent memhcr of the College tennis team. Joseph J. Nelligan — The possessor of fiery locks and a most amiable disposition. This is his first season in our midst and straightway he has worked his way up among the leaders of our class. Speaks Latin with the grace of Cicero himself. Carroll A. Read The President of our promising organization. Prominent as a speaker. His orotund voice is very often heard, especial- ly during the class periods. Smiling at all times except when puzzled by the intricacies of Hecuba. A polished student in English and in French. Win. Schoberg — Fondness for study proved too great an attrac- tion for this versatile youth who has rejoined om ' ranks after an absence of one year. Is well versed in oratory and a proficient student of math- ematics. Win. Sweeney — Winner of the gold medal in the College debate. Though an athlete of exceptional merit, “Bill” never allows sports to interfere with his duties as a scliolar. Quiet, bashful, yet a leader in all his undertakings. Seldom enters into a conversation unless tennis is the subject discussed. Ferdinand Schoberg — “Cy” never fails to hold an otilce as one of the directors of our class. A brilliant student not in Latin or in Greek alone, but in all the branches he pursues. Considered the sage of a cer- tain village on the road to Washington. Fdw. L. lewey — lieyond the limits of the class-room, the most dormant Freshman; within the class, however, he is quite loquacious, esj)ccially during the Greek period. A poet of ])romise. 155 S rljanl ipgartiuput JFourtli par ' iLLiAM Ashton. — Although wc call Willie the baby of the elass, we know that he has big ideas and that he has a virile cliur- aeter. And despite the fact that his wliiskers keep growing longer and longer, we are positive that he has no bolshevistic tendencies. For we can see in his clear blue eyes, honesty; in his squarely-set jaw and linn mouth, determin- ation; in his high brow, intelli- gence; and in his generally pleas- ing expression, a touch of timely good liumor. Any member of Fourth Higii will tell you that it is not only alpliahetically that Wil- lie stands at tlie head of the class. Daniel G. Barrett. — During the six years that Dan has been with us, he has developed into an in- teresting young man with a gen- uine sense of humor and a genial disi)osition. Dan has consider- ahle athletic tendencies and we have been shown that he is by no means an inferior athlete by his jilaying as riglit fielder on the baseball team and sub-forward on tlie basketball squad. Despite the setl)aek that would naturally he his, being the brother of Jerry, we feel sure that Dan’s future will he crowned with that same suc- cess that has marked his four years of high school. 156 Gerald W. Barrett. — As presi- dent of the Athletic Association, treasurer of the class and man- ager of the tennis team, Jerry has his hands full. And besides all this he finds time to be a regular on the basketball, tennis, baseball and swimming teams, kee]) in re- pair a balky four cylinder speed boat and attend all the im])ortant dances around town. But Jerry openly admits that be finds it al- most as difficult to collect class dues as he does to get thirty-five out of his little Huumobile. Nevertheless we wager that Hup can beat a certain Buick Boad- ster Ave happen to know about. Edward Becker. — If Eddie’s success in scholastic life has any- thing to do with what heights he will reach in the husiness world, there is no douht about the fact that he will some day rank among the great men of the city. For during the four years that he has been with us, his re|)utation as a student has been unquestioned. And at the same time he has been loval to all the afbiirs of the school, su])])orting it in all its ac- [ivitics. In other words our class would rank much lower than it does were it not for Eddie Becker. 157 Joseph G. Beneschunas. — All of us know that there are certain individuals in this world who, thongli they make little noise, al- ways seem to reach their objec- tive point without mneh ditficnlty. Yes, Joe is naturally quiet, and as for getting what he is going after - well, all we have to do to show you what lie has done, is to hand you the list of names that monthly make their appearance on the honor roll. Joe is one of those fellows who looks upon any affair held by the class as a good affair because it is held by the class. Gerard T. Burroughs. After three months of S. A. T. C. life. Bud returned to the class physi- cally improved. Since that time he has been endeavoring to show us that ‘indiistria’ as well as ‘in- geniiini is necessary for success. Bud had a difficult role in Henry IV and he mastered it with sur- jirising cleverness. He enter- tains fond hopes of landing a po- sition in a Central American country and we are quite sure that if he secures the appointment he will be successful, for sucb a never-say-die manner as is his, will never meet with failure. 158 Leo N. Carroll. — We are anx- iously awaiting the evening of the sixteenth to see our young friend in a Tuxedo for he is the only ineinber of the class who has not yet donned long trousers. We all call him “Happy.” And well does the nickname suit him, for a “smile that won’t come off” is what we are greeted with every morning when he walks into class. We get many a good laugh from Happy’s antics and many a period has seemed to pass more quickly on account of his pres- ence. The basehall team carries him as a suh-infielder, and other l)roof of his athletic abilities is the fact that he was one of Loy- ola’s representatives in the B. A. C. aquatic meet on April 5. Frank Czaja. — Now we come to one who has done much to raise the standard of Loyola in the athletic world during the past three j ears. “Cy’ was one of the best, if not the best player on the baseball team and also a star on the champion basketball five. Besides all this we know him as a subtle humorist and an interest- ing talker. His association with a certain other prominent athlete in the class has brought upon him the name of the “Little Brother,” which together with all other nick- names which we have wished upon him he has taken quite good naturedly. 159 Michael F. Delea. — Mien wril- ing ()1 such a man as “l ig Mike”, one has to tiiink several niinules lielore knowing where to begin. For tlie extent of Mike’s aceoin- jilislnnents at Loyola lias been of siicli a wide and varied scope that at lirst ttiey are confusing. Hut there are ttiree tilings that stand out above all tlie rest, viz. his diligence in class. Ids athletic ability and Ids speaking. We doulit if tliere is anotlier man in the class who studies so long and so earnestly as Mike. Evidence of his skill in sports is the repu- tation lie made for Idmself last year when he was tackle on the football team and sub-guard on the liasketliall squad. Mike spent tlie entire first term in the S. A. T. C. at Mount Saint Mary’s Col- legc. Charles R. Durbin, Jr. — Four years ago wlien a pleasing look- ing individual walked into the Pdrst Year High class room, avc did not realize that we were meeting a fellow wJio wamld be a friend and guide through tlie remaining years of Higli Scliool. But when West Virginia gave to Maryland Cliarles R. Durbin, it gave a person wdio, although a good dancer and popular wdth the set wJiose interests are foreign to ttiose of scliolastic life, by no means neglects the pursuit of his studies. Charlie wais elected vice- president of tlie class early in Se])teniber and re-elected in Feb- ruaiw for tlie second term — w e mention tlds inereH to stiow you til at w ' e all are aw are of his abili- lies and his charniing personality. 160 GEOH(iE Eichelman — If we wanted to show you our idea of a clever southern gentleman, George is the one we would select to play tlie part. George is clever. Of this there is no doubt. The many lionors he has acquired since he joined us in September bear wit- ness to this and besides, he has shown much eagerness to become a leader in those things which are our interests. All his si)are mo- ments are devoted to the develop- ment of crops on his little farm and it is this that gives him that brown, healthy look that is al- ways visible. Arthur I. Fink. — One can gen- erally size up a person’s character by looking at his face and there is no need for exception in the case of Otts. For one can see the de- termination and strength of char- acter of the man by a single glance at that firmly set jaw and those piercing ej cs. Hut to really appre- ciate Otts you must know him per- sonally. Then you will see how deep a scholar lie is and how much interested he is in the act- ivities of the class. Finally we in- troduce Mr. Fink, the musician. Or rather we “re-introduce” him as you are well acquainted with his ability as a drummer. The music he furnished for the Stu- dents’ Reception and the Fourth High Graduation Dance will not soon be forgotten by those who were present. 161 Leo F. Gallion — Pete lias made many a record at Loyola that all the students Avould like to have. He has completed the required course in only three years and all this time has led his class. Pete is not only a student, but an inter- ested one and his research work in the branches we pursue, carry him much farther than is called for by requirements. He was also a member of the basketball squad this year and showed up well at first base. We all know that Pete’s future will he marked by triumphs and success for such seriousness and interest as he dis- plays in his duties cannot result in failure. George R. Giuson — Proved him- self an actor of uncommon abilL} ' by his rendition of the most prominent part played by a High School student in Henry IV. He staged himself and took the lead- ing role in “The Embalming of Ehenezer” at the Christmas enter- tainment, and starred as Inter- locutor in the Sanctuary Boys’ Minstrel Show. George was also Sodality ollicer and a High School rcirrescntativc on the Annual, the cover of which he designed. He is a wide-wake s])onsor of all class activities, an interesting talker, an attractive fellow, the kind of lad you would like to know. He is, too, the possessor of a character, the strength of which is not to be questioned. 162 Andrew C. Hartzell. — For three years this good looking young ehap has been with us rally- ing us on in our despondent moods and brightening oim dark moments with his interesting con- versation. We imagine that it is his line of talk that gives him the wide following he enjoys in his native suburb of Forest Park. Andy’s skill in athletics is also generally known for he is a regu- lar on both the baseball and tennis teams. Of course we ma} be wrong, hut we have a slight sus- picion that if Andy would forget his little friend down in Wheeling he might get some of the prizes that we all wish for. Frank Holew. — It is an undis- puted fact that Frank is the best schoolboy basketball player in i ialtimore. It was his stellar playing that mainly brought to me high school team the title of interscholastic champions. But Frank does not contine himself to basketball, for his pitching for the baseball team this year has been phenomenal. Unlike most ath- letes, he manages to keep himself way above the passing mark in class. He also has a good line of stories always prepared to spin and he is always ready to listen to a new one. Altogether Frank is a very interesting character. 163 John M. Jasinskl— It is not very often that John comes far enough out of his shell to give us a chance to appreciate his manly character and other admirable virtues. But those who know him well can see behind his taciturnity a serious- ness of intention and devotion to his duty that is truly inspiring. Several times John has captured the premium in mathematics and we also find that his stories are both interesting and instructive. We do not know whether John will continue his studies in the college department or whether he will venture into the busy world, but we are sure that no matter what course he pursues, he will meet with success. Joseph A. Kelly. — To imagine a more congenial, more big- hearted fellow than Buck would certainly be a hard task, for the lour years of our association with Iiim have resulted in the high re- gard we all have for him. But Joe’s activities are not confined to l)eing a “good fellow.” As an athlete he luis won distinction })otli on tlie basketball floor and the baseball field. During many a game of the former sport he has saved Loyola by his excellent work at defense. The baseball team called him captain, a posi- tion which he filled with as much efficiency as anyone could ask. 164 Carroll G. Kirby. — We have known Carroll for a good many years but not onee can we remem- ber baving seen him move any faster than be does when strolling from the Mt. Washington car line down to Calvert Street. It must be tlie country air that alfects Car- roll. Surely it can be nothing else that gives him that far away stare tliat we so often see upon bis face. Carroll has played a steady game at short for the baseball team and has jiroved himself to be a valu- able member of the squad. We notice that following out the words of the inimitable Goldberg, “They all Hop sooner or later,” be has taken to dancing. In fact be was a member of the committee that engineered our graduation dance held on May 10. Julius Levko. — A fit representa- tive ot the cognomen of the illus- trious general of the Roman Le- gions. But at times bis versions of liow Latin should be translated would cause bis namesake much sorrow could be but bear him. Xevertbcless Julius is a consistent student and an ujfiiolder of all ac- tivities. A look at the clean-cut leatures of the young man is as- surance enough of the future that awaits liim. Julius, like most of the other mcmliers of tlie Senior Higli Scliool class, can be counted on for at least one witt} ' remark ])er day. 165 CiiARLt:s L. Kinc.. — “A little non- sense now and then is relished by tlie best of men . The greatest adherer to the foregoing is “Hugs King who seeks to lighten our bur- dens with oeeasional outbursts of spontaneous wit. “When a per- son is stoned to death , he asks, “is he roeked to sleej)? Charlie it was Karl before the war — is an ardent admirer of Keith vaude- ville and it is not infre([uently that sve hear liiin in his pleasing tenor v( lee give an imitation of Jack Xorsvortli, Harry Fox, or some other celebrity who has appeared at the Maryland. J. Maurice King. It is hard to imagine a more earnest, well- meaning fellow than Maurice. In his quiet, unassuming manner, he steadil} ' makes his way along the road to success. “Kingic , as we’ll affectionately call him, has the charges of the lunch counter on his hands in addition to all his other worries. He was a buck jirivate in the army in Henry IV which he claims, quoting the di- rector of dramatics, vas “the best arni} that ever a])j)carcd on any stage. If character he the criter- ion of success, WQ feel ([uite safe in saying that he will reach the top rung on the ladder of fame. 166 Philip Marecki. — We now come to proJiably the most interesting young man in the class. If not the most interesting, Phil is surel} the most versatile. We know him as a student who is interested in his work, as an orator whose delivery is of a very polished variety, a hall-player whose jday- ing speaks for itself and as a man interested in foreign and domestic affairs. Phil can talk most de- lightfully on almost any subject you propose, from municiiial elec- tions to the League of Nations. He is liked ecfually well by teach- ers and classmates. Thomas J. Meehan. — Behold the president of the class, a handsome and an earnest young man. The lirst impression one gets of Tom- my is that he is a most congenial and good natured sort of a fellow. As lirst impressions are most al- ways favorable, so it is in regard to “Hoss.” His versatile disposi- tion, unassuming manner and cheerful smile make him a fellow you care to count among your friends. He has taken a great in- terest in ah our activities and has always done his share towards les- sening the burdens of the class. Tom’s characteristic determin- ation and manner of putting his best foot forward will enable him always to reach an} heights for wliich he may strive. 67 Frank Morris. — Frank has a peculiar, never-iniss way of “put- ting them over” equally well, in class, on the basketball held, or, even at a dance. Being posses- sed with a i)hysiognoiny that is guaranteed to please, he has a fol- lowing up in West Baltimore that is very extensive. In class he is an earnest and deep student and always ranks high on the monthly honor roll. We cannot praise liim too much for the example he has always set us in class spirit. Nothing was too much trouble or too great a sacrifice if he could hut advance the interests of the class. Max a. Mueller. — Our repre- sentative from Guilford Terrace had charge of man} dances during the first term, but lately he has contented himself with merel} ' ' at- tending them. Max is our most enthusiastic exponent of the dan- cing craze and he considers a trip to New York worthless unless the Palais Boyale and Churchills are visited. His future lies in the en- gineering world and he tells us that he ex])ects to begin such a course at some university in the fall. If everything else fails him he will always be able to land a job as a chauffeur for he knows a thing or two about the running of his Packard Twin Six and his lit- tle Buick. 1G8 Leo C. Muth. — Leo has many assets besides liis good looks, too many, I tear for this small space, liesides being a writer of great merit, he has attained uniform success in all other branches of study, nolwitlistanding the fact that many social functions are graced by his presence. As man- ager of the High School basel all team he comj)ilcd a schedule worthy of any school nine, thus helping to gain for Loyola some of that ])rcstige in baseball that is now enjoyed in basketball. He was class secretary for both terms and re])resents the High School on die editorial staff of the Annual, all of whieli goes to show Unit as a “regular fellow,” Leo hits th mark about 100%. (C. R. D.) James G. O’Neill. — We all know that Jimmy is the best of tellows. Who is there who has heard of his refusing to do one a favor or helj) one in distress? And besides being jiossessed of such an attractive jiersonalit} he is a scholar of the liighcst calibre and has carried olf many medals and premiums. At times when lie is not preparing for class we see him following Auto Otto around East Rallimore in liis Patterson Six, eluding all cojis and sto]i])ing tor nothing. The class will he the loser if Jimmy does not return in Sejitcmher and surely Lovola will always be proud to claim James G. O’Neill as one of her sons. 169 AnA [ Wac.iioviak. — To coin- l)k ' te the higii school course in liircc years is by no means an easy task, yet “Wak has done tliis with but little dithculty, and all the time he was able to hold his place among the leaders. His recitations in Greek arc enough in themselves to make those who ■‘would like to, but haven’t ambi- tion enough” sit up and take notice. “Wak” is the owner of a calm and imperturbable spirit, a valuable asset to anyone, yhen one sees him start out to accom- plish something, he may be sure that it will be done and done well Joseph C. Zubowitz. — When- ever we think of “Zouk” we think of a smiling young man standing on the side lines of a baseball field or basketball tloor cheering his team on to victory. For there is no doubt about the fact that Joe is loyal to all class and school afiairs. We also know him as an artist whose drawings aj jiear at the head of all his comj ositions and i hemes. “Zouk” is thci i)ossessor cf a !:ind heart and an ap])eal to him for aid never fails to i)roduce re- ‘udts. (Compiled by Leo C. Muth.) 170 The illustrious class of High School, ’20, which claims representation from every nook and corner of Baltimore, is composed of the following members, whose names are bound sooner or later to adorn the pages of the world’s history. John P. Flannery, one of the famous Mount Washington troupe, who represents the class in the cai)acity of beadle. John J, (Duke) Schonowski, who swims amongst the whales and watermelons of the Locust Point wliarves. Wm. G. Hiskey (Inc.), who says he can slec]) better in the cloak room ilian in the class. Wimbert R, Sullivan, who hopes some day to guide tlie destinies of that beautiful burg, Mt, Washington. Peter C. Coughlin, “pulcherrima forma,” who recently graduated from the shades of youth into the bright liglit of manliood. Tliomas G. Reynolds, all hail to “Ruble,’ the star third baseman of the Higli School team. Walter Wentz, who regularly exposes liimself in tlie front of the room, much to tlie envy of Sweeney. Irving Hoen (Alibi Ike), who can argue tliat he is rigid and Ihep prove that he is vrong; says that tlie geometry period is his favorite liour! ! ! Edgar Carroll, an old salt who asserts that the land is not as smooth as the sea, especially on Saturday night. Edward Brannon, who claims that shell-rimmed glasses are tine for viewing the races. “He looks like a student.” John McEadden, the worthy class president, who rides to school on the Sparrows Point local (freight). 171 172 Top Row — J. Himmelheber, V. Wintz, A. McClannan, J. Shea, K. Davis, I. lloen, Ruff, J. Taymans, E. Sullivan. Third Row — E. Rrannan, R. O’Conor, L. Doran, J. Ryan, L. Knapp, R. Reamy, L. .Sweeny, J. Manns, R. Coughlin. Second Row — T. Reynolds, R. Donahue, J. McFadden, Father Ayd, H. Fenwick, J. Flannery, J. Schonowski. Bottom Row — W. Taymans. B. Kirby, .Sullivan, R. Ashton. Louis Knapp prefers co-education undoubtedly. Lucullus made the longest speech at the banquet? ? ? Robert F. Reainy, our othcial “Bud Fisher,” who drew the designs for the College, High School and Prep, notes. Joseph B. Hiinmel, of diamond fame. Far from the wilds of Annapolis came, To star for the team. Hurrah for Joe! He makes some honehead plays, I trow. James Ryan, who aspires to the build hut not the fame of Fatty Ar- buckle; also a satellite of “Simplest Spoken French.” Emilius Sullivan, i)ractices for the swimming team in the odoriferous waters of Jones’ Falls, Mt. Washington. Robert Ashton, emits many melodious strains of the “loud laugh which betrays the vacant mind.” Joseph Manns (“Matysek”), the chief bouncer from the Library, car- ries his lunch to school in a suit case. Roger Davis, who expects (?) to carry off about nineteen prizes in the coming elocution contest, is always constantly calling for a “light.” Leo Sweeney, a bright light amidst our teachers’ gloom, who is fre- quently to he seen occupying a conspicuous spot in the class room, chris- tened “Sweeney’s Corner.” Bernard Kirby, who completes the Mt. Washington quintette, and who got his tongue sun-hurned looking at the balloon, which recently soared in the atmosphere above our school. Robert J. O’Conor (alias “Cupid”), without whom our baseball team would be a tennis team. He also speaks a new kind of French, “tout cle suite” “Twee-tivee” John A. Shea, the bashful hoy from West Baltimore, who performs his school duties to the best of his abilities. His hair is curly. James Brown, who is of great assistance to a certain party or parties, unknown during French class. The Taymans Twins, William and Joseph. It’s not every class that can boast of full-tledged twins, hut here they are. We wonder who carries the hooks ? William (Admiral) Ruff ' , who guards the class treasury even as a mother guards her young. A veteran of the staff of the “Star.” Leonard Doran, who will very graciously assist you to find any book you imiy chance to desire in the library. Leonard has mastered the art of bouncing to perfection. Modesty forbids us to go any further than to say that the best, most brainy and undeniably the most valuable men in the class are respect- fully yours, Hanson C. Fenwick, ' 20, Raaaiond J. Donahue, ’20. 173 rrnub rar “A” F. J. K. — Our (lasliing little class ])resi(lent and a student of Demos- thenes, Cicero, Pitt, Webster and Clay. When he starts to speak he puts all tlie other orators in tlie shade. C. A. M. — Our beadle. He is an ardent student of Sherlock Gromes, the famous detective of Hoodlum Hollow. Mr. Gromes took the course in detecting in twelve complete lessons at the Rising Sun Detective . gency. Our beadle is becoming ([uite skilled in detecting. J. McG. — Our Vice-President. He hasn’t exercised his authority yet because the President, F. J. K., has never been absent. Here is a de- scription of him. “He was six foot two in his stocking feet, and he grew thinner, the more he’d eat.” H. McG. — A little boy from the little burg of Brooklyn, N. Y. He is almost persuaded that Raltimorc is a better city than New York, but when he starts to i)ermcate the air with his “proper gander” about New York, all Baltimoreans put on tbeir gas masks. He is a star on the lOO-lb. basketball team. C. M. A descendant of Constantine the Great, maybe. Constantine the Great conquered by the Cross, but this Constantine conquered by concentration. Wears lavender socks, sometimes. J. S. K. — A handball artist. He thinks that any two boys from our class can beat any two from any other class. By heck, I guess he’s right. .T. D. — Our Class Secretary — Boswell; recently put on long jeans. Joe is lialf the wit and humor of the Class, he owns a stately figure but bas no ambition to rival Caesar and Demosthenes. B. K. — Always trying to “lioodwink” someone by his fascinating fairy talcs from “Fivc-cent dime novels.” His favorite expression is “Don’t let liiin ‘hoodwink’ you Pat.” P. S. — He got a First Honor once and lioodwinked us into ]nitting it in tlie Annual. F. H.— Hayseed, our friend from Woodlawn. He sounds like he is singing K-K-K-Katy when he declines XojPa. Wears long pants, chews matches, wears Ins cap on the side, says “Darnit,” etc. (nothing worse), and even jiretcnds to look rough. Some hard. T. B. — The hero of “Tom Brown’s School Days.” He’s a member of Higher Algebra Class. (He knows so mucb he has to go higher in Algebra.) 11. G. — Our Barefoot Boy with checks of tan. Is a native of Baspe- burg, and first cousin to Aunt Ejipie Hogg, the fattest woman in three counties. Most of his talk is of musk-rals, scjuirrels, rabbits and hunt- ing bears. He does not favor annexation. 173 SECOND YEAR IIICII SCHOOl. “A” To]i Row Joseph Weber, Frank ]lemler, 15ernard Knell, , rtliur Mcrceret, Harry L. (latch, . eL-on t’arcy, I elard AlcCcvcrn, Ccnslan ' . ine Marcinko. Mulille Row Edwin De Lawder. Donald Graham, Xavier Watson, James Kirlry, Joseph McGovern, [oseph Dig.in, I ' rank Dailv, ' Phom. ' is Kuhn, Raul De Kowzan, Rottom Row Joseiih Kerr, Peter Kuzniarski, Frank Horigan, Rev. Francis B. llargadon. ,S.J., Taylor I’nuchcHc, llugli McGratin, James D.i’onai. 178 E. A. DeL. — Our ex-Beadle and assistant treasurer. Nabs ten cents on iMonday from some of us, vears a smile that rims from ear to ear, and judging from one of his ties, it’s a wonder he don’t get arrested for wearing the red tlag. He is an authority on all class subjects and promises to get more medals this year. J. D. — Some midget. As becomes all small children, he is seen and not heard. He puts most of his noise on test pa pers. He sits in the front seat because he can’t he seen by our teacher in any other seat. He is the author of the hook “How to Get First Honors.” F. H. — Called Fritz, hut I assure you, gentle reader, that there is no German blood in him. He uiiholds Ireland’s cause always. His favorite song is “Ireland Forever.” Plays handball, baseball, tennis, basketball, etc. He is a regular sport. P. K. — Not exactly an Irishman, hut wears a green suit all the time. One of the first to put on “longies,” but is, nevertheless, one of the smallest hoys in the class. D. G. — One of the ho s, who is in a class all by himself — the First Honor hoys; is a champ at handball, and is very seldom beaten at that game. P. DeK. — Always wins caps and medals on the athletic field, and honors in the class-room. Believes everything is good in its place. as the first jiresident of our class and J. K. succeeded him. A. T. N. — Takes up a special English course in our class. Wonder if he wants to rival Shakespeare? Is a reporter for a local jiaper, and announces our class and school doings. X. W. — P. T. Barnum’s former fat man. He controls “Watson’s Bully Beef Trust.” Once, when asked to give an example of alliteration, lie said “Punyon’s Paw-Paw Pills for Pleurisy.” “Sam” iilays guard on our basketball team. L. McG. — An ardent fan of tlie hall games in the yard, hut he hardly ever plays. We all love to hear him read because he has that sweet sharp accent of Third Year hoys. N. C. — “Van the Vandal.” Once tried to assassinate E. A. DeL. so he could win all the medals himself. He has C. A. M.’s great quality f)f concentration and is always jiracticing “iVge ([uod Agis.” T. E. K. — Our class treasurer. Oh! what an honor has tallcn upon our distinguished Tommy, that he has been chosen to handle our cash and bills. He made our dance a big success. P. S. — He wears spats on Sunday. W. T. B. Our “Senator” who o])poses every motion put up. Was chairman of Cloak Boom Committee at the dance. Says he can eat more ice cream than anyone in our class. 176 J. A. W. — A faithful soldier to Henry IV. He carried a spear and wore a helmet, but he never fought a battle. He is another who wears a green suit. F. X. S. — He always sings “You Can’t Play in My Back Yard” to F. D.; is getting hard like his pal, F. H.; is our class fiddler, and kazoo man. We only hope that Francis’s future won’t be “Playing his violin in any Vile-Inn in Baltimore.” F. D. — One of our honor boys, and is always “Hoodwinking” J. D. He proposed our big dance. He is alwa s proposing something. Ho saj s 21st street is a spot next to his heart; we say it is next to his parlor. He tutors J. D. in playing poker. Joseph Kerr. Edwin A. DeLawder. F. SIDNEY HAYWABD, born October 3rd, 1904, died October 13, 1918. He went through First Year with us, registered again last September for Second Year. He went with other boys of his class in answer to the government’s call for “farm workers,” to Westminster, Md. During the “flu” epidemic he was taken to his Maker. May his soul rest in peace. fpar THE OFFICEBS. The President, I introduce, A worthy wight is he; Each fellow always swears by him. Each is his protege. And next, the famous Malcolm E., Vice-leader of the Class; He takes his place when Chase is gone, And “hands us out the gas.” The Secretary is a “Penn” Who holds more might and size Than any sword of tin or steel That in its scabbard lies. But don’t forget the Treasurer, At least on Monday morn; To give a dime for dues, or say “I’m broke,” then look forlorn. 177 178 SECOND YEAR HIGH SCHOOL “B” Top Row — Francis Coyne, Henry Jacobs, Albert Sikorsky, Chester Slade, Walter Fogel, William Bibby, Alphonse Glimmer, Joseph Gardner, Carlyle Seward. Middle Row — Francis King. Malcolm Rennie, Philip Myer, Chase Thomas, George Bahlman, Leo Ireton, Joseph Grimm, Marion Balcerzak. Bottom Row — Theodore Kornick, Henry Becker, Sylvester Vaeth, Father Ziegler, John Ryan, George Michel, James Penn. The Beadle, too, with darkened brow. His note-book often takes; To tabulate the tardy ones, And those who make mistakes. Now you have seen each officer, A parting glance have had; If pity lies beyond request. At least, don’t think them mad. John Ryan. CLASS NOTES. George Bahlman — His name indicates his position, for George is our baseball manager. Besides heading the team, he often heads the class. Marion Balczerzak — We admit it’s hard to pronounce, but if you made the progress Marion makes it will come very easy. He is an excellent third baseman, a handball expert and a leading Greek scholar. Henry Becker — Henry is of the miniatm’e size and very good- natured. He adds much to the glory of the Class and helps out on the ball team. William Bibby — His hair is red and his eyes are blue; but his name is Bihby, instead of Kelly. He is one of om’ jewels — a “ruby.” He is a star baseball player and a member of the High School squad. Francis Coyne — But not of the one-cent denomination. Indeed he should be called green-back, so much does he gain for the Class. Walter Fogle — He is better known as “Giggles,” and is an all- around athlete. Walter claims to be a man of many chances, and believe us, he runs some, too. Joseph Gardner — A Gardner from Spring Gardens, and not a farmer from Rockland. Joe is good-natured and holds a “nice” seat. Joseph Grimm — A social star from St. Mary’s Star of the Sea parish. Joseph looks to be a promising debater, judging from his past results. Alphonse Gummer — Known to the members of the Class as “Cow- boy.” Alphonse sticks to his post in the front seat, is never absent, and is still fond of reading about Indians. Leo Ireton — He is a star player on the baseball and basketball teams, and does much toward upholding the high standard of the class. Henry Jacobs — When it comes to baseball, we may place our squad in Henry’s hands. He is some twirler and was rightly elected captain. He is very speedy in class and clouts a homer at the end of a perfect month. Francis King — He is our treasurer and his selection was a very wise one as he is strictly attentive to his duties. Francis is also the class comedian — his remarks double us up at times. 179 Theodore Karnick — Theodore hails from Gardenville but is not a farmer. He is good-natured and very quiet. George Michel — George is a very good musician and is the second violinist in the school orchestra. He is an old reliable, does tine at all tasks, knows his lessons and is very good-natured. Philip Myer — Philip is a Rockland, Baltimore county product. He is a great Emerson booster and a greater class booster. He is very good-natured and priceless to the class. James Penn — James was recentH elected secretary of the class. He is well worthy of the station, is a great class promoter, and gets his share of good marks. Malcolm Rennie — Malcolm was recently re-elected to the office of Vice-President. He holds an equalH high place in the month’s marks, plays first base on the team and can whistle wonderfully. John Ryan — The Class Theologian. John favors us by coming all the way from near Annapolis. He is, besides, the “poet” of the class. Carlyle Seward — Recently from the great West. He is small, but accomplishes much for himself and us. He is a good worker and likes mathematics. i lbert Sikorsky — The Class Beadle. Besides answering ofhcial calls, he quickly answers calls that refer to the betterment of the class. He ets high marks and does fine work. Chester Slade — Chester hails from Harford county and is well acqu.ainted with the president of the M. P. In Chester’s mind, this railroad was the largest in the world until he saw the one at River View. He is a great student and very good-natured. Chase Thomas — President of the class and member of the High School baseball team. Chase is a fine fellow and an earnest student. Sylvester Vaeth — Sylvester is the speed king of the class in reciting poetry, attends well to his lessons, and is last but not least. Francis E. King. James A. Penn. iFtrst f ar “A” Class Officers. First Term — James J. Lacy, president; Stewart Flannery, vice-presi- dent; Paul Coolahan, treasurer; Robert M. Lyon, secretary. Second Term — James J. Lacy, president; Stewart J. Flannery, vice- president; Robert M. Lyon, treasurer; William McWilliams, secretary. Class Notes. Albert Bowersox. — Albert was captain of the class team and took a deep interest in whatever would benefit the class or school. Albert is a 180 181 FIRST YEAR HIGH SCHOOL “A Top Row — Albert Bowersox, John Alenton, Arthur Sapp, Retea Ciemony, Max A ' ays, W’ilHam Sweeney. W ' illiani .Mc ' illianls. James Lannon. Middle Row- — ’illiam Cooney, b ' rank Roche, Joseph Nagle, Joseph Mc(!owrn, James Lacy. Ivan Carmodv. Paul Neer, Edwin Knell, Michael Bottom Row — Paul Coolahan, Bernard McDermott, Robert Lyon, iMr. llenfling, S.J., Norman Sweeney, iMoran McKinles, Robert Rosensteel. very jolly fellow and he has a smile that has won him many friends. Ivan Carmody. — His name should be “Comedy” instead of Carmody, because some day, Ivan expects to he like Charlie Chaplin. Ivan was a sub on the High School basketball and baseball teams and next year j)romises to be one of the stars. Peter Ciemony. — A very studious chap is our friend Peter, who holds the ottice of janitor. Pete continues to sing and uphold the good name of Highlandtown. Paul Coolahan. — Paul who is our promoter in the Junior Sodality and who was class treasurer for the first term, returned to us in April after a long sickness. William Cooney. — William who wears ties that would shame the sun, manages to carry home testimonials rather regularly. Owing to “over- study” during the year William has lost quite a few pounds. Stewart Flannery. — Vice-president of the class and a poet of distinc- tion. Stewart can get sick just as soon as he gets tired of listening to Caesar’s ditlicult language. He always gets awaj with it. Edwin Knell. — Edwin is a very liveh fellow in athletics, but when he looks al the three hundred page Latin, he says, “It can’t be done.” Sometimes he studies real hard. James J. Lacy. — Class president. Jim is called the “First Year Won- der” by many because of his excellent playing on the High School basket- ball, baseball and tennis teams. Besides this, Jim is a very good student. James Lannon. — Jimmy, as he is best known, is one of the fellows to whom the Athletic Association owes much credit because he worked hard to help put their shows financially “over the top.” Gets a testi- monial nearly every month. Robert M. Lyon. — Murray, as he asks to be called, was our class secre- tary, but he is better known to us as the “Question Box” or “Giggling Machine.” Murray can ask questions that would cause the world’s greatest professors to go “nutty.” ' We hope some day he will profit by the questions which he has asked. Bernard McDermott. — The class cartoonist and one of the best artists in the school, Mac expects to put on longies in the fall and we wish him luck. Joseph McGowan. — Joe is a thin, handsome fellow. Hardly ever heard in class. Joe also helped to put the shows of Loj ola “over the top.” Moran McKinles. — Moran’s highest ambition is to become an artist, but judging from the demonstration he gave when he almost caught the coat thief, we believe he could prove to be a William S. Hart, the second. William J. McWilliams. — The bright boy from Annapolis, who says that he never studies, but we know different as he spends much time on the Short Line with his books. Mac is a swimmer of great abilitv. 182 Otto Motter. — Otto hails from Boone, a small one-horse town like Hoodlum Hollow, that may be found somewhere in the bushes of Mary- land. Otto seems to have a tendency to let nature comb his hair. John Menton. — This youngster hails from the “smoky” village, i. e.. Sparrows Point. Jack was a member of the Midget Basketball team and his good playing has brought victory to it several times. Joseph Nagle. — Think of a fellow who, when he speaks in elocution, holds the audience in the grip of his hand and you will have a good idea of Joe. Paul Neer. — Paul was a dead man until talk went around about tennis. He then came into the limelight with his racquet and won a place on the High School tennis team. Michael Oles. — Michael, who left us in the latter part of April, was a prominent member of our class, and promised to develop) into a star pitcher for the High School baseball team. Well, Mike, we hope that the tide will change and you will come back to us. Murray O’Malley. — A very good student is our friend Murray, who left us around April 1st, because of sickness. He was the fattest and j oiliest fellow in the class, but unfortunately he has lost at least forty pounds. Robert Rosensteel. — Robert, who holds out his hand the first Saturday of every month and receives a gold testimonial, is a fine representative of East Baltimore and reflects much credit upon the parish from which he hails. Robert is called “Rabbi” by some because of his name and his curly hair. Frank Roche. — Frank was a member of the “Boys’ Working Reserve” and when he told the farmers up around Western Maryland what they did not know about farming they were put on the map. Frank was our only representative and we feel proud of him. Arthur Sapp. — Arthur left Loyola and went to Poly, hut he soon dis- covered his mistake and returned to our honorable class. Arthur, al- though very quiet at times, studies real hard and at baseball he’s a wizard. Norman Sweeney. — You could write a book about Norman’s good qualities but for an outline, he is the leader of the class in studies, par- ticularly in Latin. He is thinking of writing a new Latin book. William Sweeney. — William was manager of the class baseball team and be can be depended upon to cover one of the infield positions in a year or two. Max Wa s. — Last, but not least, comes our friend Max. By his win- some “Ways” he has become very popular. Norman Sweeney, H. S., ’22. James J. Lacy, H. S., ’22. 183 WwBt It was just fifteen and one-half minutes to eleven, in Room 18, our respected professor shouts; “QUIET! — Please! ! !” and the room which was abustle a moment before, becomes as quiet as a church. Joseph Abromaitos, a large boy, but very quiet, is heard to whisper to Ray- mond Boncheck (our illustrious president and noted athlete, especially at checkers), “Only a half minute and the bell will ring.” “Hurrah!” shouts Boncheck, and after a few seconds the bell rings. John Morris Coady (expected to follow in his father’s footsteps, be- cause of his attentiveness during class time), picks up his cap and walks quietly to the door, unlike Edmund Corcoran and Clarence Creamer, who are running down the corridor, when Joseph Curran’s foot acci- dentally (?) gets mixed in with Creamer’s extremities, and the owner of the latter starts to do a jig like a “Holy Roller,” while the owner of the former cannot be seen for dust. When the whole class reaches the yard, it is an easy matter to deter- mine their character. Harry Davis and Robert Di Paola (the former a bright, studious boy and the latter a Caesar in disguise — he knows more Latin, according to himself, than the original Julius), both join in a game of pass-ball with boys from the higher classes. Harry Dutton — he’s only an errand boy in the service of the 0. B. R. R., but aspires to the high office of stable manager of the same railroad some day. Then we have Paul Gunning, one of our largest members, and also a memory fiend, who is over there in the corner piping “This is the for-r-est prime-ee-val !” with his canary voice; but there is Eugene Hobbs — “That’s right, Eugene; make him shut up.” E. H. is a Tennesseean, but even with that he’s a good old guy. John Kerr and Carroll McBride look like “Bud” Fisher’s famous “Mutt and Jeff” when standing side by side. John is somewhere around the smallest youngster in class, while McBride seems to be trying to reach the six-foot mark (in his own estimation). Ha! Meet the Caruso of our class! His name? Andrew McNamara, if you please. He’s our official reader; and bright! — why he’s one of the head members of the Committee of the Royal Freezers (another name ,for Zeros),. John McNally is what you might term “A Perfect 36” at doing Straight Work. He isn’t cross-eyed, but it just seems natural to him to have one eye on his book and one eye on his paper — and both on his professor. A good pal of McNally’s is Ambrose Meyer, a boy who could have easily starred in Rex Reach’s “Too Fat to (Fight?) Study.” Ambrose is a good sport, though, and another member of the Committee of the Royal Freezers. 184 FIRST ■FAR men SC IlOOl 185 Michael Krics and Arthur Moxley are also two great pals. Mike is distinguished for his fiddle jilaying, while both he and Arthur are renowned for their new patented system of laughter. Edward Ruth (thafs me, you know) is sure some little beadle. Rut — sh! — modesty forbids him to jiroceed, so form the worst opinion you can of him. Henry Sank here we have him he’s got more cents than sense; no wonder he’s the Class Treasurer. Rut whatever you say of him, we must say he’s a good old sport, even if he does belong in a jiadded cell. He’s harmless. Emmanuel A. Schimuneck — Get that name, please. He’s a member of an aristocratic family in Canton, and he still claims that Raltimore was annexed to that burg. He’s a doughboy at that, hut not one of Uncle Sam’s doughboys. No; he’s his father’s son of a baker. Rasil Seward — Here’s the guy — hails from Michigan, but he’s getting to he such a sport, and so good-natured, that you can hardly tell it on him. A rare specimen of a Loyola boy is Mitchell Twardowicz. He doesn’t even know what “jug” is like. What a shame for such a perfectly nice hoy! Rut cheer up, Mitchell; you’ll find out some time. Soon after Loyola clapped the title, by defeating the City College basket-ball team, a new pupil introduced himself into our class, in the person of George Urban. George was at one time a City College boy, hut that defeat was too much for him, so — well, we’ve got him, and, as much as we know of him, he’s a pretty good guy, but death on studying. Under the name of W. Vincent, we have in our class a small deity (about as small as Goliath, or, in modern words, Jess Yillard) — Rilli- ken, the god of Happiness. Y. Y. is renowned for his great invention — “The Sense of the Lesson.” The fellow over there, trying to demonstrate Shakes])eariorgrittith’s “Soliloquy on the Yretched Yretch’s Wretchedness,” is Franklyn Wait- man. He’s our actor, debater and literary genius combined. Thomas Welsh — Tom’s a good friend of mine, so I can’t say very much about him, only that he comes from St. Peter’s School, and that lie lives over in West Raltimore. John Williams — John is a large boy a very large boy — for his size. He’s a wonder in all kinds of games. Rut I mustn’t sa} ' too much about ' liiin, because he’s a little bigger than I am. Thomas Wei.sh. Edward Ruth. 186 H W H W - O I F- zt ° 2 S ' ! § C! . !U o ' « CJ-S - as 3 - oq K- ; 1 6 5’ 5 2 o n, - 3 O S “ O.-. crq in 2. ’° “to htS « =; - ' Tl. £- - i ' y o w — W=:: o K :r- a p [-1 p 3 o 3 O C- O = ‘ rt o crq frjrt) 2 187 FREE AS THE AIR. Prrparatnrij ippartm nt IFtrst (Hlasa Robie A. One of our Latin stars. Came out fine in the Latin De- clension Contest. Also a star in the minstrel show. The only boy in the class, as far as we can find out, who studies overtime. Robie studies seven hours a week. C. Ramberger. From the suburbs. He of the golden locks. Like Longfellow’s Edith and blue-eyed banditti. Tbe sweetest head of hair in the class. Boys, jealousy is a mean, mean thing. F. Rees. Another from the hive, and as sweet as the rest. Likes to hum, but is no humbug. Wouldn’t sting a First Pre]) for all the money, or (having an eye to business) for all the honey in the world. C. Carr. Hails from St. Martin’s parish, so he can’t helj) being good and smart. Gets off the trolley now and then. Stops at every cornei’ to see the store windows; not of the skip-sto]) kind. Was once hand- some. W. Carr. Another of the United R. R. Hurries to school every morning from that charming hamlet, Catonsville. Unlike the other car, Wilson is one of the skip-stop kind. 188 G. Cooney. Most peaceful-looking boy in our class. Shadow of annoyance never comes near George. One have we marked among the boys, One who is always full of joys, One who has always some little jest. One who can outlaugh all the rest — our Georgie. Geo. Corrigan. Not a Bishop, yet, hut hopes to be some day. Our delegate from West Baltimore, a retiring, modest youngster, with a smile on his face forever and just one day more with three extra hours thrown in. “A simple youth that lightly draws his breath and feels his life in eveiw limb.” John D. Not big Rockefeller, but just little John Davis. Has the highest marks in the class for good conduct, with almost over 100 every month. Please try and be a little wicked once in a while, John. Abso- lutely harmless and pronounced healthy. F. Duffy. Duffy — that’s all, ’nuf sed. He manufactures pure malt whiskey, but, remember, Francis, not after July 1 next. Our teacher has charge of deaf-mutes as well as of hearing boys, and some think Fran- cis D. (we are not speaking here at all about Francis I.) is one of the former class, so quiet and so attentive is he. W. Egan. Look out for him next year in First High, boys. His motto is: “Sero sed serio.” As gentle as two lambs. Joseph H. One of the “Two Holy Sleepers.” The composition spoke of seven, but to say “We are Seven” would be to tell a falsehood, and no First Prep would be guilty of that. Joseph takes delight in opposites — fond of baseball and jug. C. Hartzell. Our Benjamin. Has a heart. Likes to sit near the teacher. Fond of books, holidays and the circus. Never forgets his books. His rent in the clothes room is high. Likes distant landscape views from mountain tops and other high places. Edwin H. Class sacristan. Takes great interest in our class May altar. As quiet as a mouse or a lamb, or both. H arry H. Awful good. Too sweet for anything. Always bubbling over Awth joy and good nature. Never looks out of the window, but likes a seat near it. Fond of gazing at air machines. F. Ireton. Some speller. One of our Latin stars. Fond of green neckties and near heer. Doesn’t care for pop except the real good one at home. No one would take him for Dutch and yet — . A. Karwacki. And still another. We have three varieties of cars — Clinton Carr, Wilson Carr and Karwachi. An inhabitant of the fair suburb of Highlandtown near Canton, Baltimore — not China. Wide awake in First High next year — just watch him. Louis K. Not looking like the Irishman he is, he makes up by wear- ing a green necktie. Always Irish. John Bull never mentioned in his 189 l)rcsence, and this for fear. Ihnisls of the great things they do in a certain hamlet of South Baltimore, William K. Always asking ({uestions, especially in catechism. Like a good creditor, Willie has a good memory — in fact our memory star. Doesn’t wear a green necktie like the other Kelly — doesn’t need to. As far as ai)i)licalion goes, he leads. Small hoy, big student. Bernard L. First in the merit card race for the first term with a good chance to win it again in the second term. Won the big, big SPELLING BEE — took in the entire sjieller. Week in, week out, you can hear his pencil scratch. You can hear him answer his lessons right, as he takes every spelling match. B. Meehan. Our first baseman. He may be a baseman, but he is not a mean man. Change your name, Bernard. Likes to listen to stories every Monday and likes to tell them, too. There are two kinds, but Ifer- nard — never. T. Magness. A good second in the Latin contest. Magness in Latin means “great.” Thomas is great in many things. Just to mention a few otf-hand — great, big boy; great Latin scholar, greap map artist. Some are born great — Jumbo, Others achieve greatness — Alexander the Great, Others have greatness thrust uiion them — Magness. Jas. Gibbons McL. This year’s Cardinal. We always have a boy in class named after His Eminence (in fact, they were all named “after” him) or one who was baptized by him, or one who is to he ordained by him. Once our captain. Hails from the Star of the Sea parish. Doubtless that’s where all his light comes from. William McX. Manages our team. Is also catcher. Good at catch- ing Hies — there are at least two varieties. Jack Dunn is on your trail, William. Often known to study hard. Jerome O’M. Wouldn’t be a city chap for all the gudgeons in or out of the Patapsco. From Belay, a fair town, on the nanks of said stream. Plenty of hay at Belay and he intends to gather much seed in the autumn. Late for class once — cow on the tracks the cause. Doc- tors claim that his left leg is not right. William P. Our comedian. Made a hit in the minstrel show and also in the game with Second Pre]). Wasn’t present wlien the class ])hotograph was taken. We ho])ed to have at least one good-looking boy in the picture. M. Ifrendan B. Of the gentle kind. Often on time for class. So angelic, and, O that winning smile! Lansing S. May take uj) medicine. Grand chance for successful surgery in a town out in Michigan. Always lunch time with our future Doctor. No rest to the digestive organs. Some lansing may be neces- sary as a result. 190 I?ack Row, Left to I ight — Albert Satterbebl. Francis Reese, Leo Andryszak, Jolin I’atterson, William ,Sackie itcli, F.ugcne O ' Dunne, James () ' ( ' onnor. Center Row, Left to Right — John Canway, John Zapolowicz, Henry Cummings, Charles Phelan, William Wojcik, J;imes Jah. ' iwa. Front Row, Left to Right — Armilil l oyil, Edward Sullivan, Prof. John O’Donnell, James Brooks. Michael Ziniski. 191 Anthony T. Our little Jack Horner who sits in tlie corner. Doesn’t owe one cent for rent in the clothing room. Silent, but not asleep like ' some we know. George W. W. does not stand for Washington, hut for Windfclder — somewhat of a leader all the same. Winner of the LATIN DECLEN- SION CONTEST, tlic greatest event of the year in First Prep. §Trniilt (Class On September 20 this class organized, and later on we elected the following class officers: John B. Conwaj president; William Wojcik, vice-president; Edward Sullivan, secretary; Leo A. Andryszak, treas- urer. These officers, with Henry B. Cummings, athletic manager, com- bined with the united effort of all, kept things flying. Mr. John O’Donnell, our beloved teacher, encouraged us in every effort. INTENTIONS Leo A. Andryszak — If Jack Dunn needs a catcher let him try out Andy. He catches them coming and going. Arnold Boyd — Our Junior member, wide awake and loved by all. James Brooks — Speed artist in recitations. Possesses a great imagination. Great chap, but he doesn’t know it. John Conway — If persistency were an accomplishment he’d win every time. Henry Cummings — The Otto auto of the Second Prep, when he’s after the hundred mark. James O’Connor — The all-around athlete, fit for a candidate in a fat man’s race. Eugene O’Dunne — Our dude; keeps himself biisj wherever he is. John Patterson — The social leader of the class, who would rather stud} human nature than books. Joseph Reese — Personification of goodness even with his books. William Sakievitch — His wrestling with the English language would put ginger in any student. Albert Satterfield — “Excelsior” is bis motto. He is continually im- proving and ill lead the class soon. Edward Sullivan — A live wire from the hills. He’s on his way. and if he finds out what he wants he’ll reach the goal. William Wojcik — The silent student, except when duty calls. Our champion speller and hard worker. James Zabawa — The class wizard for mcmoiw, and a good debater. John Zapalowicz — The class giant. He wrestles with everything and ever} body. Michael Ziemski — Our little Jeff who knows not defeat. John B. Conway. Eugene O’Dunne. 192 in l’RKSKNI ' A ' ri VES Ol ' ' ' DIE I.OYOEA LITERARY SOCIE ' I ' Y IN ' I ' lll- ' , DERATE illiain J. SweeiU ' v, ’22; I ' rancis j. ( Jfraglity, ’21; (Icorge H. Syhcrt, ’1‘D Albert .1. Selilsleill, ’10 (Cliainnan) ; C ' lan iu-e j, ( ' aiili ' u ld, ’22; R. EawreiiCe Davis, ’21; ( liarles J. Rohledcr, ’21. 193 (UllP IGoynla IGitprary i ncWy At the meeting of the Loyola Literary Society held on January 25 the following olhcers were elected: President, Mr. Albert Sehlstcdt, ’19; Vice-President, Mr. T. Barton Harrington, ’20; Recording Secretary, Mr. Francis J. Geraghty, ’21 ; Corresponding Secretary, Mr. George B. Sybert, ' 19; Treasurer, Mr. William J. Sweeney, ’22. Both national and international conditions seemed to favor the Society in the selection of its subjects. Such questions as “The United States should not join the Proposed League of Nations,” “Federal Pro- hibition is an Infringement of Personal Rights,’’ “The Senate should be represented at the Peace Conference,” and “The Irish Nation as a British territorial possession has not the right of self-determination,” were topics of interesting discussion. Although the appointed members handled their questions with that insight and skill which has been characteristic of the work of former years, particular mention must be made of the enthusiasm displayed by the members of the house for their frequent and extemporaneous discus- sions from the floor. Loyola did not enter into its customary inter-collegiate debate this year, but through no fault of its own. The corresponding secretary by the appointment of the president, and with the approval of the society, sent an invitation to the Debating Societies of three nearby prominent colleges for an inter-collegiate debate. But in reply all announced their inability to accept. At the preliminaries for the Jenkins Medal Prize Debate; R. Lawrence Davis, ’21 ; Charles H. Rohleder, ’21 ; William J. Sweeney, ’22, and Francis Geraglity, ’21, were chosen to represent the society in pub- lic on May 23. The subject for the annual debate was Resolved: “’ Tliat tlie United States should intervene with her military forces to restore peace in Rus- sia.” The president of the society was ex-otlicio, chairman of the debate. Francis J. Geraghty and William J. Sweeney ui)lield the affirmative while R. Lawrence Davis and Charles Rohleder defended the negative side. The judges. Rev. Timotliy B. Kenny, Rev. Lawrence A. Brown and Rev. Charles F. Morrissey, awarded the medal for individual excel- lence in public speaking to William J. Sweeney and adjudged the aflir- mative side the victor of the debate. Mucli of the good work accomjilislied by the Society it to be attri- buted to the Moderator, Mr. Tliomas J. Love, S.J., who by liis wise criti- cism and kindly advice encouraged the speakers to greater endeavors in Ihe oratorical field. 194 Francis J. Geraghta , ’21, Recording Secretary. rT S- [ ) y ? K to i-o ro 2 ::i (u Hj 2 p td td o ■-$ 2 I 2 p j3 O o -H K 5 r •- LO lO a ? 2 rt) O oq rD n o -n a § 1 o P a 1 H w o 3 td w 3 o P o P K H In: M w VO 5 ' crq o -H O rj s 3 O H 195 IGnynla iramatir orirty Although the Loyola Dramatic Society was not organized until the 2nd term, owing to the late opening of the College, nevertheless, the year of 1919, was one of the most successful in its history. At the first regular meeting the following officers were elected: President, T. Barton Harrington, ’20; Vice-President, Charles L. Coolahan, ’21; Secretary, J, Lacy Bradley, ’21; Treasurer, Joseph J. Egan, ’21; Projierties, Joseph M. Xelligan, ’22; Beverend John W. Cove- ney, S.J., is Moderator of the Society. On the evening of April 29th and 30th, Shakespeare’s Henry IV, Part I, was jiresented in the College Hall by the Loyola Dramatic Society before a large and appreciative audience. “The best amateur performance I have ever witnessed” was the comment heard from a capable critic. This seemed to be the opinion of all who had the good fortune to be present. The head of the English Department of a well-known college wrote to the Reverend Moderator, “sincerely congratulating” him on the work of the students, and “the sus- tained evenness of the performance.” Those who took part in the production deserve all the praise and compliments that were showered upon them. So well was the play produced that no fault could be found with even the most minute detail. Indeed, several critics say that the show was superior to some profes- sional Shakespearian productions seen in this city. The part of King Henry was well ])ortrayed by J. Barton Hm ' rington, ’20, and although the same amount of action could not he displayed as in other characters, nevertheless Mr. Harrington made a splendid king. At times he displayed a great amount of passion; his voice was deep and clear, and his whole a])i)earance was majestic. Charles L. Coolahan, ’21 as Henry, Prince of Wales, gave a won- derful exhibition of acting. Every move was artistic and well executed, his voice was clear and strong and every emotion was interimeted to the life. The ease with which Mr. Coolalian would go from a scene of humor to a scene of pathos showed him to he a finished actor. Clarence J. Caulfield, ’22, as Hotspur gave a vivid portrayal of that liigli-strung, noted character. The acting of Mr. Caulfield was excellent throughout. Thomas G. Marcin, ’22, as Sir John Falstalf, gave a veiy clever impersonation of that jovial old character. The guttcral voice, the nervous twitch of the hands, the keen sense of humor, and the stagger- ing walk were all so realistic that Jack Falstaff would liave sworn it was his second self and asked for “anotlier cu]) of sack.” Those who 196 KING HENRY THE FOURTH 197 saw the play were astounded when they learned that it was Mr. Marcin’s first appearance on the stage. George R. Gibson, H. S. ’19, as Poins, was also deserving of great ])raise for the artistic way in which he acted what is perhaps the most artistic part of the play. Every movement was graceful, his voice clear as a hell. Ids langliter real and catcldng. His imitation of Francis was mirth-jirovoking, while his dealings with Falstaff and his comiianion- shij) with Prince Hal showed his clear nnderstanding of both these characters. Although Francis, the servant, was on the stage but a short time, nevertheless, in taking this ditlicult part, Carroll Dugan, ’22, gave a wonderful exhibition of impersonation. There were few characters that met with heartier ap])reciation and greater aiiplause than did Mr. Dugan while impersonating jioor old simple Francis. Joseiih J. Egan, ' 21, deserves great credit for the manner in which lie imitated Thomas Percy, Earl of Worcester, the villain of the play. ' Mr. Egan ' s voice was good and his action most commendable. Carroll A. Read, ’22, as Rardolph, Charles H. Yingling, ’21, as Sir Walter Rlunt, R. E!mmet Rradley, ’22, as Sir Richard Vernon, William F. Schoberg, ’22, as Archibald, Edward Kerr, ’22, as Master Quickly, Harry J. Casey. ’21, as Gadsliilt, deserve the higliest praise for the way in which they helped to make Henvy IV one of the best plays ever produced at Loyola. Tlie Dramatic Society takes this occasion to thank all those who took any part in the play for their liard work and self-sacrificing spirit. It wishes to thank the decorators and costumers for the artistic touch the} gave to the production. It also wishes to thank our patronesses for their kind co-operation and interest in the play. Finally, tlie Society wishes to congratulate and thank Father Coveney; to congratulate him for tlie successful play he produced, and to tliank him for the interest he has shown in the Society and in Loyola. It is the sincerest hope of all that next year Father Coveney will again be seen as Director of Dramatics at Loyola, and we are con- fident that the next play will be as great a success as was Henry IV. PERSONS REPRESENTED. King Henry the Fourth. , Henry, Prince of Wales John of Lancaster Earl of Westmoreland.. Sir Walter Blunt Tliomas Percy, Earl of Worcester Henry Percy, Earl of Northumberland.. Henry Percy, his son, surnamed Hotsjiur (Sons to the King) . T. Barton Harrington . .Charles L. Coolahan John J. ConifI’ . Gerard T. Burroughs ..Charles H. Yingling Joseph J. Egan Michael F. Delea . . Clarence J. Caulfield 198 HENRY PERCY (HOTSPUR) SIR JOHN FALSTAFF CLARENCE J. CAULFIELD, ’22. THOMAS Cx. MARGIN, ’22. 199 Archibald, Earl of Douglas Sir Richard Vernon Sir John Falstaff Poins Bardolph Gadshill Peto Francis, a servant Master Quickly, an innkeeper Sheriff Messenger Traveler LORDS. • WTlliam F. Schoberg . . . R. Emmet Bradley . . .Thomas G. Marcin . . . . George R. Gibson Carroll A. Read . . .|. . Harr J. Casey . . Joseph C. Zuhowitz Carroll J. Dugan Edward A. Kerr . .Edward J. Rrannan Franklin G. Yaltman ..Roger J. Blankford Messrs. Ireton, Rennie, Grimm, Ryan, Penn PAGES Masters Kelly, Jjo d, Herbert, O’Dunne, Bamberger, Plunkett, Sullivan Windf elder, Arthur SOLDIERS Messrs. Kelly, Boyd, Herbert, Wachowisk, O’Neill, Le To, Morris, King, Eichelman, Meehan, Weber 200 g� nJiaUtg nt Jlmmamlatp Cnnrpptinu The Senior Sodality or the Sodality of the Immaculate Conception plays an important part in the life of the college sludent at Loyola. Meetings are held on Satiirda s at noon. After the reading of the min- utes of the previous meeting and the recitation of the Ollice a brief instruction is given by the Reverend Moderator, Father Fleming. The talks during the past year have been most instructive and highly interesting. The practical benefits derived from such informal con- ference will be of lasting service to the Sodalists. All the students of the college deparlment are memhers of the Sodality. Moderator: Rev. Richard A. Fleming, S.J. OFFICERS. Prefect George R. Sybert, T9 First Assistant T. Rai’ton Harrington, ’20 Second Assistant Francis J. Geraghty, ’21 Secretary Hector J. Ciotti, ’19 First Sacristan Edward .1. Kerr, ’22 Second Sacristan Carroll Dugan, ’22 g 0jialtl0 of (ill|f Amiunnatinn Devotions to Mary has always been a leading characteristic in stu- dent life at Loyola. Never, in the history of the Sodality, has such fer- vent veneration of Mary been manifested as has been shown in the past year. The Sodality numbers many members of the High School and “Prep” and thirty new memhers will be admitted at the annual rece])tion in June. Tlie Sodalists, at half past two on Friday afternoons gather in the sodality chapel. Immediately the recitation of the Ollice of the Rlessed Virgin is begun. A hymn is sung to the honor, of Mary, which is fol- lowed by a brief talk by our Moderator, Mr. James J. Recker, S.J. Officers of the Sodality. First Term. Second Term. Carroll G. Kirby, ’19 Prefect. Carroll G. Kirby, ’19 George R. Gibson, ’19 First Assistant Michael F. Delea, ’19 yimbert R. Snllivan, ’20. . . .Second Assistant. . . .Rernard F. Kirb 3 % ’20 Charles R. Durbin, ’19.. Secretary James Penn, ’20 Albert E. Sikorsky, ’21 Sacristan... Albert E. Sikorsky, 21 201 Srpartmput nf Atl lrtirH Edited by Paul Menton, ’ 22 . CEnllpgr iSaakrtbaU When the College basketball team was forced to disband a year and a half ago, on account of enlistments and sickness, the followers of the Blue and Gold received a bard blow, but received a still harder one last fall, when it was announced that the College bad been tem- porarily closed and the students transferred to Georgetown. But, as we all know, this last order did not stay in effect long, and in January Loyola was again open. As it was the middle of the month before all the fellows got back, and as the basketball season was well under way, it was decided not to attempt to put a team on the floor this year, but to give our full support to the High School team, which was making such a record in the fight for the intcrscholastic championship. Although no team was ])ut on the floor this year, plans were made for next season, and the manager has started work on a schedule that promises to equal any that the College teams have faced in the past. An attempt is being made to bring Yale to Baltimore again. When Loyola takes the floor next fall new faces will be seen, as all the men who last played have graduated, with the exception of Lacy Brad- ley, who played guard two years ago. But years have passed, and men have come and gone, and still Loyola enjoys the distinction of having the best teams in tbe South, so we may confidently expect the new men to “carry on,’’ as the old men did, and strive to keep Loyola’s repu- tation above the rest. Besides the new men now in College, four of the present High School team have announced their intention of entering the College next fall. With such material, and with Coach Bill Scheurholtz at the helm, we should find Loyola once more ready for the fight. Paul Menton, Manager. iligil laBkptball When the call for candidates was sounded in November there was no reply as the school was closed on account of the “flu” epidemic. It was the first week in December before Coach Bill Scheurholtz got his ])layers on the floor. With Sweeney and the two Conitts from last year’s team, gone, and the first Poly game only three weeks off, the task looked ho])eless, but by hard work, and with Barrett, Kelly and Holew to build on. Bill welded a team into shaiie. A week before the Poly game Will Sweeney got together a team from the Alumni and tried to beat us, but as soon as the game started it was seen that our teamwork was too fast for them. During the second half 202 men SCHOOL r.ASKKTl’.ALL City Champions Back Row — W. Sclieurholtz (coach), J. Lacy, A. Moxley, I . Barrett, P. Menton (manager). Middle Row — C. Pjarrett, F. Holew (captain), J. Kelly. Bottom Row — F. Czaja, W. Ashton. 203 the “Old Grads” took a brace and j)layed us to a standstill, but the lead that we bad got in the lirst half gave us a 43-14 victory. The first big game for the city cbainiiionsbip was played at the Cen- tral Y. M. C. A. Our fellows were full of confidence, and went into the game readv to do or die, altbougb Poly was picked by the newspapers to win, due to the fact that they bad won three games by big scores. The game started with Barrett and Lacy at forward. Captain Holew at center and Kelly and Czaja at guard. The first half was filled with fast jiassing and very little shooting, as the ball traveled up and down the floor again and again. We jumped ahead with a goal by Holew, and kept the lead during the first half, which ended 12-6. In the second half, we started like a bouse afire, and the passing and shooting of Holew, Barrett and Lacy soon rolled up the score, until, when the final whistle blew, we bad totaled 31 points. As fine as the playing of these three was, the defensive work of Kelly and Czaja was even better. They broke up play after play, and only four points were scored by Poly dur- ing the second half. After seeing this game, no one bad any doubt con- cerning the ability of our team. After the Poly game, the team enjoyed the Christmas holidays, and no games were played until January lltb, when we traveled to Wil- mington to play Salesianum High School. The rest bad worked won- ders with the team, and they rolled up 21 points before the home team stopped them. The game ended 38-24, in our favor. This victory was especially sweet, as it was the same team that defeated us last 3 ear. Our first defeat was suffered the following Wednesday at Citj Col- lege. The smallness of the floor and the large crowd slowed up the pla 3 % which kept our team from getting started, and Citj won, 24-18. The following week we defeated McDonogh in our hall h} the largest score of the season, which ended 66-12. The second team held the lead during the second half, after the first team had been relieved. Follow- ing this victoiw we journej ed to Camp Holabird, where we lost to a much lieavier team, 28-18. The next game was also plaj ed awaj from home, but ended in a victory ' over Western High School, of Washington. Four fhn s later the second game with Poh was played in our g an. The first half was almost the same as the first half of the otlier game, with ver} ' little shooting, but nevertheless we managed to get a lead of five points to start tlie second half. Our team worked better this jieriod, and we gradualh drew awaj from them, and when the game ended the score was found to be 39-21, in our favor. This defeat eliminated Poly from the race for the city championshij) and left City and us to fight it out. One week later Cit} ' came down to our gym and left with the worst beating that w had ever given them. From the minute that pla} 204 started we went after them, and before the first five minutes had passed the result of the game was never in doubt. So badly did we beat them that the final score found us with a total of 50 points, while they had collected only 20. This victory made it necessary for us to play them a third game in order to decide the championship, as all the other schools had been eliminated. The last two games of the season were played away from home, and we won one and lost one. Tome School beat us in the first game, 35-24, Both our guards had been sick and had gotten out of bed to play, but were unable to check the Port Deposit team’s forwards. One of the best games of the season was played at Mt. St. Mary’s. The play was fast throughout, neither team holding the lead by more than three points until the last few minutes, when we went ahead, with goals by Holew, Barrett and Lacy. This was the first and only defeat suf- fered by Mt. St. Mary’s this year out of 12 games. In order that we might play City the third game, the season was extended for two weeks — into March. During that time we played St. Martin’s Catholic Club and defeated them, 29-18, in their own hall. The final game with City was played at the Richmond Market Armory and was witnessed by about 500 spectators. The play was exception- ally fast during the first half, which, with close guarding, kept the score down, but notwithstanding this we managed to get the jump and went into the second half on the long end of 11-6. As usual, we got going better in this half, and it was soon apparent that City was not only de- feated, but also outclassed. To quote one of the morning papers, “out- played, outroughed, outnerved, outlucked and outshot. City was buried under a score of 43-17 by the heavier Loyola machine.” Six victories out of nine games away from home, and a clean slate of four wins at home, making a total of 10 victories out of 13 games. Well may we throw out our chests and point with pride to this record. In fact, the longer one dwells on it, the finer it appears, because the dif- ferent sizes and shapes of a basketball court makes it doubly hard to win away from home. However great our team, and the record that it has achieved, to one man is due the greater part of the success, and to him belongs most of the honors. For years we have seen him turn out teams in the Col- lege that have been equal to aii} in the South, and now, in two years, lie has developed and trained in the High School a team that is the best in the State. We all take our hats off to Coach Bill Scheurholtz for the wonderful record of 22 victories, 6 defeats and 1 scholastic cham- pionship in two years. When Bill agreed to coach the High School, as well as the College, everyone knew that from then on the High School would enjoy a higher grade of basketball than she had in the past, but 205 no one expected to see such fine teams so soon, and the fact that last year it took the best team ever developed in Baltimore to beat us goes far to prove the ability of our always cheerful coach. Again our hats go otf to Coach Bill. And so passes a jieriod in the history of Loyola, and next year will see new faces on the team, headed by Jim Lacy, tlie only regular who will be back from this year’s ehampionship team. Barrett — reliable, lighting Jerry — steady Czaja, veteran Joe, brilliant Captain Frank — they brought home the title, and with eager jileasure we shall look to their record while in college. Following is the summary: Games won, 10; games lost, 3. Tj. II. S. Opp. December 13 — L. H. S. vs. Alumni, at home 43 14 December 19- L. H. S. vs. Poly, at Y. M. C. A 31 10 January 11 — L. H. S. vs. Salesianum, at Wilmington. . .38 24 January 15 — L. H. S. vs. City College, at City 18 24 January 20 — L. H. S. vs. McDonogh, at home 66 12 January 30 — L. H. S. vs. Western H. S., at Washington .33 12 January 28 — L. H. S. vs. Camp Holabird, at Holabird. . .18 28 February 4 — L. H. S. vs. Poly, at home 39 21 February 10 — L. H. S. vs. City College, at home 50 20 February 19 — L. H. S. vs. Tome School, at Port Dci)osit.24 35 February 27 — L. 14. S. vs. Mt. St. Mary’s Preps, away. . .26 20 March 4 — L. 14. S. vs. St. Martin’s Club, away 29 18 March 12 — L. H. S. vs. City College, at Armory 43 17 Field goals — Holew, 74; Barrett, 55; Lacy, 39; Czaja, 6; Kelly, 4; Mox- jey, 2; Ashton, 1; D. Barrett, 1. Foul goals — Holew, 93; Lacy, 1. Total points — 458. Hi gpt ii askrtball Not to lie outdone by the High School regulars, a Midget team was organized during the winter, and started in of its own accord to w4n [he Midget chamjiionship. It was not long before the ([uality of the ])layers was seen, and in order to encourage them, and also to build them u]), so that they would he ready in a couple of years to step into Ihc positions of the regulars. Coach Scheurholtz gave them a ftwv lessons and a] ]K)inted Frank Holcw ' , captain of the High School team, as their coach. As the season wais jiretty w ' cll advanced by the time that the team w ' as organized, only Poly and City w’crc [ilaycil, as these two teams iiad defeated all the other teams in the city. Under Coach Holew, Loyola defeated both of these teams by large 206 scores, and rightly claims the Midget championship. Summary: Games won, 3; lost, 0. L. M. Opp. February 5 — L. M. vs. City Midgets, at Loyola 21 11 February 11 — L. M. vs. Poly Midgets, at Poly 34 19 February 18 — L. M. vs. City Midgets, at City 20 16 The regulars on the team were McGrath and Coady (captain), for- wards; Welsh, center; J. Menton (manager) and Bouschell, guards. Other members of the team were J. Kerr, W. Sullivan, P. Kuznarski and Horrigan. CCnllfgr ©Fttnta Although the College department decided not to have a basketball team this year, it did not mean that athletics would be allowed to drag along or be abandoned. On the contrary, in order that a bigger field might be opened so that Loyola might gain a high reputation in sports other than basketball, plans were made to have teams in as many branches of sports as possible. And so a college tennis team represents us this season for the first time. Will Sweeney, school-hoy champion for two years and a member of West Forest Park team is manager and has arranged eight matches and has another one pending with Lehigh University. Quite a squad reported for practice and from these Lacy Bradley, Ed Kerr and Paul Menton, with Sweeney, were picked to make up the team to bring Loyola her first College tennis championship. The first match of the season, scheduled for the second of April with Georgetown had to he postponed on account of bad weather and wall be played later in the season. The bad weather that had set in Just before the Georgetown match continued for two weeks which made practice impossible; but as there were no matches to be played during that time it did not break up the schedule to any extent. After the rain had finally stopped old Jack Frost paid us a rather unexpected visit that made everybody start the old football and basketball, but he did not stay long and by postponing the Hopkins match for three days, w e w ere able to open tlie season w ith blue skies and spring w eather. The team went out to Homewood full of confidence although they knew they w ere up against an older and more experienced team. The showing made w as indeed praiseworthy and surprised not a few tennis followers of the city, because, although we did not win, we held Hop- kins to a tie, each winning two singles and one double match. The playing of Sw eeney and Symington in the first singles match w as 207 COLLEGE TENNIS A. Paul Menton, ’22; William J. Sweeney, ’22; Edward A. Kerr, ’22; Lacy J, Bradley, ’21. 208 the feature of the clay. Both men played fine tennis and neither was sure of winning until Symington drove the last point out of the court, which gave “Our Bill” a 6 — 4, 6 — 2 victory. Ed Kerr amt Eaey Bradley were forced to bow to Dulfy and Grantz respectively, while Paul Menton won from Peard 6 — 1 after the first set went 8 — 6. In the doubles Will Sweeney and Paul Menton won from Symington amt Resting 6 — 4, 6 — 2. On the next day we entertainect Western Maryland College at Clifton Park and once more we earned an even break, each team winning two out of four single matches and one out of two double matches. Bill Sweeney again came through but was not forced to work as hard as he did the day before against Symington. His scores were 6 — 1, 6 — 2. Paul Menton again won, while Kerr and Bradley lost after hard matches that went to three sets. Our first double team kept up their gooct work by coming out on the long end of 6 — 4, 0 — 6, 6 — 2; but fate still pursued Bradley and Kerr and again they lost after the match had gone into three sets and the third set had reached six all. Another rest was forced on the team after this match as we were visited with another rainy spell, which forced us to postpone the return inatch with Western Maryland. The Catholic University match of May 15, was the hardest played this season and it was only by hard work that Sweeney and Bradley won their singles and Sweeney and Menton won in doubles. The other men lost after the matches had gone three sets. For the second time this season the match with Hopkins, on May 20, ended in a tie. In this last match we lost three out of four singles, “Bill” Sweeney getting the only victory, but we came right back and took both double matches, Sweeney and Menton defeating Symington and Croft 8 — 6, 5 — 7, 6 — 4, while Kerr and Bradley triumphed over Walsh and Duffy, 6 — 4, 4 — 6, 6 — 1. The return match with Catholic University was under way, when the rain stopped it. The team won its first match at Chestertown, Md., on Thursday, May 29th, when they defeated Yashington College four matches to two. Bill Sweeney, Lacy Bradley and Paul Menton came through in singles and Bill Sweeney and Paul Menton came through again in doubles after three deuce sets; the first went to 10 — 8 before we won, but dropped the second 7 — 5. The match with Georgetown the following daj was can- celled to allow Bill Sweeney to enter the South Atlantic 4 ' ournamcnt at Washington, where he has reached the semi-final round as we go to press. rlpinl ©rnitta When the tennis team reported at Clifton Park for jiractice this sea- son only two old faces were seen, as all hut two members of the team 209 {hat carried Loyola to the highest ])innacle of success in two seasons liad passed through the portals of the High School last June, and had left an unbroken string of victories extending over a period of two years and two championships to be defended by new men. But as the old team organized tennis at Loyola, we may rest assured that the fighting spirit of the new team will carry on the rejiutation that the old one established. Quite a number of candidates are trying for the team, but it is too early yet to announce who will finally be picked besides Gerald and Dan Barrett. Andrew Hartzell, Leo Mulh, Jim Lacy and Paul Neer have shown the best form, and from these the team will probably be completed, although some of the other men may upset calculations before the season gets under way. The biggest disapjiointment of the season came when the manage- ment was informed that Gilman would not have a team this year. They had become a hot rival of ours in the last few years, especially in tennis, and it was there that the closest matches were played, and there that Sweeney and Fody brought Loyola into the tennis world two years ago by winning the single and double championships in the Interscho- lastic Tournament. Although Gilman will not have a team, Cih% Poly, Tome and Donaldson are still in the fight, and the High School will be kept busy with these teams, while the College tackles our old rival, St. John’s, at Annapolis. It is with the greatest sorrow that we are forced to go to press before we are able to announce to our readers that Loyola has once more come through with the third successive championship. Loyola entered a team in the South Atlantic Swimming Meet at the Baltimore Athletic Clul) ])ool tliis year for the first time, and although we did not win the meet we made a showing that we can be proud of for the th ' st attemjit. After looking over the material in this sjiort, it is surprising that we liave not had teams in the ])ast. besides it being the first year for the team, the meet was exceptionally fast, as this j ear three teams came over from Washington, while in the past only Baltimore teams ])articipated. The Washingfon schools ' not only sent over fast teams, but Central High School actually won the meet by securing 10 more points than Polytechnic, the closest Baltimore school. Although our team was handicap])cd by the shortness of the time and lack of a place to practice, quite a squad came out and from more than 210 twenty candidates, Captain Gerald Barrett, William Sullivan, Leo Car- roll, Jim Lacy and Dan Barrett were picked to represent us. Gerald Barrett was entered in the 50-yard dash and the fancy diving; Carroll was in the hreast stroke and the 220-yard dash; Lacy was in the 50-yard dash; Dan Barrett was in the 100-yard dash and G. Barrett, Sul- livan, Lacy and D. Barrett formed the 160-yard relay team. The best work of the evening was the fancy diving of Barrett, in which he was awarded second place by the judges, although many of those present thought he deserved tirst place. Some of his dives were by far the finest of the evening and brought loud applause from the audience. Besides the fancy diving, the relay team showed up exceptionally well, losing to Poly and Central, after a hard-fought race, by one and two feet respectively. It was too bad that we were forced into the heat with these two teams, because in the finals Central ,came first and Poly second. The other entries all tried hard, but were forced to bow to faster and more experienced men. We can look with pleasure on our swimming team and its record for the first year, especially when we consider that Loyola has no tank. Now that the splash has been taken and the quality of material seen, it is hoped that next year and the years to come, the boys will keep it going until it has reached the same degree of stability and success that the basketball, baseball and tennis teams have achieved. ®rark For many years a track team has been dreamt of in the High School, and at last the dream has come true. This year, in order to take part in the big track and field day on May 30th, at Homewood, under the auspices of the Maryland Scholastic Athletic Association, a team is being organized that will represent us in this meet. As we will he forced to go to press before the entries arc announced, we cannot state who will make up the team, hut it is safe to say that Loyola will be upheld on the cinder track as well as they have been in other branches of athletics. Besides this meet at Homewood, a team will also be entered in the Tome School meet, which is held at Port Deposit. Track teams have been coming to the front steadily for the ])ast few years in Baltimore, and now another big step forward is taken by Loyola in having a recognized team. 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