Otterbein University - Sibyl Yearbook (Westerville, OH)

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Qf7lFl1'!L'lElkl lEwllN 0111 211 Q Sl THQ Prof. G. G. Grabill, Director of Conservatory of Music. . Music is the art of the prophets, the only art that can calm the agitation of the soul. It is one of the most magnificent and delightful presents God has given us. B. Mus. Otterbein 1912. A. A. G. O. New York City 1918. Merlin A. Ditmer, 'Coach of Athletics. Gold that buys health can never be ill spent. A. B. Otterbein 1910. Studied University of Illinois. Studied Chautauqua, New York. Studied Ohio State University. Prof. A. R. Spessard, Instructor in Voice. Nature was so lavish of her store, That she bestowed until she had no more. Diploma Lebanon College 1907. B. I. Neff College 1908. Studied Voice Springfield, Baltimore, Philadelphia, New York and London. Page Twenty-two

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QtFTEm lQUN ell92ll Q Sl BTL AFTER FOUR YEARS In One Act Place: Alum Creek Bridge. Time: One moonlight evening in June. Dramatis Personaei He-Tall youth: She-Pretty girl. She: Just think! this is about the last time that we'll stand on this old bridge and talk things over. He: Yes, but just think! we're going out to conquer the world. She: It looks as if the world would be easier conquered than if We had started in our verdant Fresh- man days. He: But wasn't it great to be a Freshman? Do you remember our push that year? She: Do I? I was too scared to move. We had it over in the HY because it rained. Bill Vance was our president then and he acted as toast-master. We had toasts and wieners and buns. He: I'll never forget our banquet that year-it seemed like the most elaborate social function ever pulled off. J. R. Howe was toast-master, I remember. She: And that was the time the Sophomores stole our coats and we had such a time getting them back. He: We were just ready to discipline those boys by a bath in the creek when a reverend member of our faculty came down and interceded for them. She: Wie were such conceited little affairs that year. Let's see, where did we have our Soph push? , He: Out at the fairgrounds. Don't you remember? Manson Nichols was class president then. She: Yes, until he left in the middle of the year, and then Bert Iaynes finished up the term. Wasn't Lloyd Harmon toast-master at the banquet that year? He: I believe so, and that was the time we changed our colors from Blue and VVhite to Rose and Gray. She: Well, there goes 'Walter Schutz. Didn't he make a good president last year? VVe went out this very road to Devil's Half-Acre to the Junior Push-I'll never forget that occasion. He: The Class of 'Zl will go down in history for establishing the every year Sibyl. She: I remember well, for that was the first, last and only time I encountered the faculty en masse. Two of us went and presented the petition to them, and our eloquent pleading must have succeeded. He: Phillippi and Schutz worked day and night to put that thing across. It was a good old Sibyl, too. She: And didn't we plot and plan behind those locked Sibyl doors to get the Seniors' goat when they wore their caps and gowns? VVe got it, too. Those chapel seats are still shaky where they were torn up that morning. He: Robina in Search of a Husband-that's the one play I'll never forget because it was my first theatrical success. She: And we surely 'had a great time that night we Went to Minerva Park for our Sibyl push. There was a great big, red moon that night. He: VVe marched around and each got back that dollar that we sank into the Sibyl proposition. She: Well here comes Lym Hert across the bridge. This is a regular succession of class presidents. He: VVe went to Minerva Park for our Senior push, didn't we? That just duplicated last spring's good time. She: Do you know, I believe that Otterbein has educated us to a certain extent. He: Yes, I know I feel a lot more humble and less bombastic than when I came. She: Tomorrow we graduate. Isn't it a grand and awful thought? Why it's five minutes till the bell rings. We must hurry to the dorm. Exit. -E. A. H. 121.- Page Twenty-four