Parsons College - Peira Yearbook (Fairfield, IA)

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THE SENIGRS. Whai's in a Name? He Puns Grandly. Lank Willowy Pedestrian. Always Multiplying Morals. Ever Exceptionally Modest. Astonishingly Honest Man. Can Make Good. . . Rarely Elongated Longitude. Fears Contemplated Relatives. Munificent Pumping Business Makes Lovely Sea-foam. UPARTINC IS SUCH SWEET SORROWY' In the graduation of this year's Senior Class, Parsons College loses a man of great executive ahility. For four years Mr. Frank Clay Raney has done what he could to manage the affairs of the students, the faculty, the trustees and the Preps. While we regret his departure from our midst, we willingly sacrifice ourselves that we may send him forth to show the world. AT PEIRA SY AFF MEETING. Oliver fto editor in chiefj: Now can you tell me just what per cent of the An- nuals have Creek names? IN PSYCHOLOGY CLASS. Prof. Gage fafter lecturing forty minutesjz Will some one please open a win- dow and let some of this hot air out? Prof. C-age fbefore a quizzj: As I gaze into your faces I wonder how it happens that I am reminded of the Sahara Desert? 79

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Tennyson as Quoted by the juniors. Miss Smiley closes the door on all tardy ones and with her usual dignity seats herself at her desk, while the class, with different expressions of haste, are trying to learn a quotation. She opens her books and the recitation begins. Miss Smiley: Miss Lee, will you give us the quotation in the beginning of the lesson? Mary Lee: The one about 'There is confusion?' I didn't know we were to learn it till I came to class. Miss Smiley: Yes, I assigned it a week ago last Saturday. Mr. Howard? Hubert Howard: I thought we were to make our own selection, so I learned, 'They sat down upon the yellow sand.' Miss Smiley: Your choice is rather brief and incomplete in itself: if it were prolonged a little it would be very good. Miss Foster, will you give us 'the assigned one? Edith Foster fbeigns hesitatinglyj: 'There is confusion worse than death, Trouble on pain . . . trouble on . . .' Why, I'm afraid I've forgotten that, but I knew it last night at Play Practice. Miss Smiley: Miss Whitmer? Myrtle Whitmer: I haven't it, ibut I can give the one you .asked for yesterday. fAnd proceeds 'to give it.J E Miss Smiley: 'Better late than never.' Miss Aurelie Zichy, are you prepared on today's? Aurelie Zichy: I didn't like the sentiment 'of that one, so I learned another instead. Miss Smiley: Next, Elsie Zichy: That poem wasn't in my book. Miss Smiley: Will you help us our, Mr. Downard? Claude Downard: Why I can't give it myself, but it is right there in the book. Miss Smiley: Mr. Wirtz, I will have to ask you for this fated quotation. Oliver Wirtz fgiving all and a few lines beyondl. Miss'Smiley: Thank you, that is far enough, Mr. Wirtz. 80