Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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Class History LEROY K. Howe Freshmcm Year ND here we are. lt hasn't been such a long ' while these four years, but when we first started out away back in the dark ages of Freshman . year, it looked like a long trip. rf gi: - e September 18th, IQO7, saw the class collected and 'I cv our birth. 1910 tried to welcome us in the most hos- lik pitable way and make us feel perfectly at home. They lllgtlll' were right on the job as far as horsing went, par- ' ticularly Rip Van Winkle. Commons, with its complete equipment of new cutlery and dishes, received us with open arms. Though it had had a year's practice it didn't show itself any too effective. Here for an hour or so we felt ourselves free from our enemies. The opening exercises took place the following day and the hazardous trip to Dickinson followed. Johnny Hoff and a few of the big guys leading the procession while the rest of us, wild-eyed and with knees trembling, followed in the wake. Of course there was no difficulty in getting in, though a trifle rough. Some were relieved of their shirts, others trampled on-Cort Handy had his hair mussed a trifle. We were the first class to use Dickinson, the old gym. having been torn down to give place to '77. With wild huzzahs in the true collegiate spirit, we voted Frank Bartholomay President, Myron Parker Vice-President, and Bob Black Secretary and Treasurer. Then the long dis- tance to University Place had to be covered. The upperclass- men protected us but the ranks were soon forgotten and it became a free for all race to the Freshman houses. Not want- ing to make an exception to an old custom, we won the Cannon Rush in the evening. Some thirty men turned out 'for the Freshman football 22

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Class Prophecy ing me across ? I suggested. No chance, said he. And then I produced the magic bull and papers. To make a long story short, I was soon through the gate, and stumbling along over the good intentions, when I heard a chugging noise, and perceived a shade in an automobile engaged in earnest argument with a big devil in a red uniform. Drawing near, I recognized Laurie Smith. You'l1 have to get out and Walk, the big devil was saying to him. I I-Iow's that ?', remonstrated Laurie. I' The cop turned and pointed to the inscription above the gate. Read the sign, he said. I turned and, following his gesture, read-- All ye who enter here leave 'I-Iups' behindf' Then I came back to earth. -gi

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C lass History iteam, under the captaincy of Roy Bard, the rest of us showed what good actors we were on Brokaw, and particularly in the Circus Maximus where boat races were held every few min- utes, with the inevitable result of the boat's upsetting and the swim to shore. A week of this and the baseball game with our enemies followed. The Sophomores had, no doubt in the spirit of roguery, placed boxes, barrels and other paraphernalia in the street, and had also called out the fire department, to break up the advance, but a cut across a portion of the campus put their trick to naught. The advance to Commons was unimpeded and we soon were safely ushered up the steps while IQIO did little but babble incoherent phrases at us. McCrohan, how- ever, got a little peeved and handed out a few. Freshman football, meanwhile, was going along nicely. Five games were played, all won, and the prospects for the last game with Yale hopeful, but defeat resulted. The score being 22 to 6. The next big dope were the fall track games. Dwight, Bredemus, Bumsted, Clark and Macgregor all were point winners. Just about this time Sid Este and P' Danny Wing decided that it was up to them to remove the clapper. Not content with the usual method employed, of get- ting on the roof and thence up to the cupola, they believed it would be far lf comore dastardly, and require much more -JJ Rallies-like skill to work from the in- side. An unlocked window gave them entrance to the building, and then they ascended the ladders. At the top they found the trap-door locked. Sid Este, our amateur cracksman, who always carried about him a complete kit of tools, in fact everything from a Presto light key to a bottle opener, produced the necessary saw and the two-inch planking was soon broken through. Danny Wing meanwhile was making Zhis 512th cigarette at the foot of the ladder to soothe his 'rebellious Blah. k :I ,c lr ' I' Q I'l',.Hll A' jllllllll li 45 at ll T , N7, ll, Vimll ll .g ,...,..... .... at ! 'I .- mfg 23