Millsaps College - Bobashela Yearbook (Jackson, MS)

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Mv Love. I love my old Geology And everything that ' s in it; I always keep it at my side And read it every minute. It ' s better than a picture-book, It ' s better than a toy, And as I turn each precious page My heart is filled with joy. Oh, see the squid, the darling squid! A funny kid is he; The petted, pampered member of The mollusc family. Oh, see the shining asteroid With petals like a flower! I often gaze upon the page, Forgetful of the hour. And when I ' m feeling sorrowful I know just what I need : I open my Geology, And then begin to read. And so I love Geology And happily peruse it; I ' 11 keep it always at my side And never will abuse it. And when I come to pass away And leave this world of woe. Just give me my Geology — I won ' t care where I go. 23

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William Amos Welch, Collins, Mississippi. Like a river, largest at its mouth. Prep has been in College off and on ever since it opened; will probably remain over and take special work in the Y. M. C. A. and the Science Department. Prep is strictly from Missouri, and at times is the personification of obstinacy. He is a wield- er of the Big Stick, and an ardent devotee of Robert ' s Rules of Order. Has justly won the title of Official Rough-house Raiser. The most enthusiastic man in his Class, and the best rooter in College. His record as a speller and politician will never desert him. He has been one of the corner-stones of the y. M. C. A., graduating in all its departments. He is accommodating, and will do anything possible for a fellow. B.S. ; President Founders ' Hall Club, ' 06; three years Steward; President G. L. S., ' 07; President Y. M. C. A., ' 09; twice a delegate to Ruston Conference; Y. M. C. A. ' EAxtoT Collegian, ' 07; Business Man- ager Collegian, ' 09; Commencement De- bater, ' 08 ; Patriots ' Day Orator, ' 07 ; Right Guard ' Varsity Foot-Ball, ' 09; Right Guard Mississippi Team at Ruston Conference; Class Foot-Ball and Base- Ball; Manager Track Team, ' 09; G. L. S. ; Phi Delta; age, 25; chosen profession Y. M. C. A. vSecretary; Senior Thesis, The Preservation of Our Forests. Basil Franklin Witt, Sumrall, Mississippi. Thy modesty is a candle unto thy merit. Basil scorns the strenuous life; loves peace and quietude. He is of an amorous nature; not easily angered, but once an- gered, woe unto the offender who incurs his wrath So7ne think him indifferent, but to those who know him best he is a warm and confidential friend. Prefers the less violent forms of Athletics; a shark in the Gym. Always authority on the latest in masculine wearing apparel. Will he just five minutes late when Gabriel sounds his horn. Withal, he is an earnest and dili- gent student, and worthy of the name he has won. Basil is popular with everybody, and is generous to a fault. B.A.; Sophomore Speaker; Class His- torian, ' 07; Basket-Ball Team, ' 05; Gym- nasium Team, ' 09; Secretary G. h- S., ' 08 Fourth-term President G. L. S., ' 09; An niversary Orator, ' 08; Anniversarian, ' 09 Winner of Collegian Story Prize, ' 08; Ed itor-in-Chief of Collegian, ' 09; G. L. S. Kappa Sigma; age, 21 ; chosen profession, Medicine; 8NE; Senior Thesis, The In- creasing Power of the President.

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Senior Class History. On the pages of the last three volumes of the Bobashela will be found an authentic history of the acts and deeds of the members of this noble band of Naughty-niners during the first years of its existence. It will be sufficient then to refer briefly to the history of that period in order that I may hasten to tell you of their last year in College. In November, 1905, there gathered together a band of Freshmen, hailing from all regions of Mother Earth — from Russia, from China, from Mt. Nebo, Hominy Ridge, Sullivan ' s Hollow, and even from the Class of 1908, to make up this mighty body, now known as Seniors. Our history that year and as Sopho- mores was fraught with no greater deeds than are usually accredited to the ver- dant Freshmen or the gay young Sophomores. But as Juniors we saw the need of the College for leaders, so we laid aside our motto, Where ignorance is bliss, it is folly to be wise, and adopted the more appropriate one, As we pass through life let us live by the wayside, and proceeded to notify the au- thorities that in us they had found a Class of real men and women. We volun- tarily took it upon ourselves to awaken each morning the sleepy body sitting just in front of us at Chapel by singing our very original A Hole in the Bottom of the Sea, and in many ways to add sunshine to College life. The modern form of foot-ball not yet being modern enough for us, we refrained from such horrid pastimes, supplying, however, three for the ' Varsity Basket-Bail Team. In ora- tory, in society, in debate, and in making grades, we excelled, and in every phase of College work could be found the jolly Juniors. And now we come to the last and greatest period of our life at Millsaps: the period during which we were known as Grand Old Seniors. Of the sixty Freshmen, only two Co-eds and ten men have stood the test and passed the many Rubicons along the arduous way to Seniordom. Many (like Lot ' s wife) had stopped to look back and had been turned into pillars of Freshmen, Sophomores, and Juniors. When in September we lined up in our long-aspired positions in Section I., we knew that we were entering upon our banner year. In spite of the fact that we were few in number, we were always found fit for the occasion, and we were noted for our unity and class spirit. And our daring and bravery have caused others to look on in admiration. For, like that immortal band, Pickett ' s Brigade, which, weary from years of struggle and seeing their comrades fall, charged up the hill into the very jaws of death, just so did we charge upon Geology, Political Science, and 24