Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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'.Qitlt S Q X , . E CLASS HISTORY EDWARD RIDGELY SIMPSON A fellow named Von Munch Bullinghausen once said that Hell is full of good intentions . This was rather startling information to one who had expected that this so-called history should be completed by Easter. The writer nevertheless felt that something had to be done to get himself out of this hell of a hole'l,,metaphorically speaking, of course. The history was thereupon launched upon its doubtful career under sus- picious circumstances, according to the old proverb that It is better to begin in the evening than not at all . History is little more than the register of the crimes, follies and misfortunes of mankind. VVe, the class of 1913, have been notably free from misfortunes, except when Hap Hazard got a letter home,-f'HLap', gave me a quarter for saying this- 5 it has indulged butslightly in folly-not more than the regu- lation three times a Week, but is notorious for its crimes. Hence the institution of the social economics course. VV e now know that it is better to go crazy than be poor. If you 'don't believe me, ask DaWse Coleman. But let's get started. For out of the corner of my eye I see one grinning with apeish glee at the foul work he is even now meditating in his black bosom, to inflict upon you, O my innocent classmates! For weeks there has been no justice in the great state of Texas, but instead the broad palm of the legislature of Arkansaw has been open to bnibery. And he, the blackest of us all, at one time the slayer of men in Eagle Pass, at another the mas- 29

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The N assau H erald I couldn't help echoing the ideas of that crowd, and telling Gouldy that he might have considerable biceps but that when it came to singing he did it about as gracefully as Pat Kimball taking the high hurdles. At this, the young man's already riled temper got beyond controlg he rose in his wrath and caught me a peach in the jaw and-well, I woke up. ' I woke up to realize that my office as a prophet was fullilledg that I had successfully gone to sleep and dreamed what a lot of my classmates might do and be in the future. It's a perfectly safe bet that none of them will ever even approximate doing what I have wished on themg but do or be what they will, it is a fine thing to know that in it all they will be governed by the fact which will be vividly impressed on them to-morrow when they stand up to take their diplomas-the knowledge that they are Princeton men. 28

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The N assaa H erald querader who trips the light fantastic with fatal results, he is to go from our midst with his crimes unrevealed. It is well that the guilty mind needs no accuser. Fear not, my dear classmates, and take heart in the words of John Walcott, What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be damned than mentioned not at all. It is easy to add to things that have been once invented. Therefore trust him not further than you can see him. So on with the dance, and remember the old proverb that blessed is he who expects nothing for he shall not be disappointed . Freshman Year Four years ago, on September 23-rd, the class of 1913 donned their corduroys, chewed the buttons off their left- over bits from the tailor's waste basket, called caps, and went to it-meaning chapel. We have been going to it ever since. But this was for the opening exercises, and acoording to the Prince we went 350 strong. Maybe we did, but we didn't feel it. We had more that feeling which caused the Irishman falling from the sky-scraper to remark, as he passed the tenth story, '6W'ell, it's all right so far . Our only hope lay in certain prominently posted resolutions of the Senior Council to the effect that there would be no horsing until one hour after the close of formal opening exercises . Someone doped the clock, however, and Tom Rutter ruined a perfectly good new Brooks Brothers' best. Next day we showed up 1912, and brushed into Dickinson, after Tommy Armstrong had disposed of Eddie Hart, in IO minutes 3 2-5 seconds. Bob Ober started to pull up the chairs when he got inside, saying that he was looking for a real hght. After we had paciiied Bob and convinced him that it was all over, we elected our first class officers, as follows: Coon Harding, President, 'fAbe Harlow, Vice-Presidentg and Ken Seggerman, Sec- retary-Treasurer. The class having thus been thrown to- gether in the afternoon, we had little difficulty in flowing over 30