Rush Medical College - Pulse Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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rf' - 1 1 1 Q9 h f2SQfZ9CQ9QJECQ9,QECQ9QJ7?r9 W Q93 9?9?939? lass 1bistorQ of '97 O one who was present at the hrst assemblage of the class, and who has since occupied his seat as a member thereof, the recol- lection of our first meeting must needs provoke a smile-yes, a smile of wild chaotic glee. That first meeting portended not at all of what we were to be. It was with solemn step and sober mien we entered the lecture room on that eventful day, and dropping into the first seat which offered itself awaited, Micawber-like, for something to turn up. An unwonted solemnity pervaded the roomfa solemnity broken only by the swing of the door, followed by the craning of many necks to inspect the new arrival, XVith the advent of the Professor, a still more oppressive silence reigned. How we hung on his every word lfhung as we never hope to hang again. Wle fain would have taken notes on the part of his hair or the cut of his whiskerettes, so great our thirst for medic lore. But now, alas! how changed. For some time we were at a loss to know whom we were. Some said we were juniors, others said we were Freshmen: others, and the great majority, called us D. j's, if you know what that means. But we did not worry long as to our identity, call us what you like. XVhat matters a name? Certain it is, Rush would not survive many seasons without her D, J. class. Behold in us the fountain head, the 51-IIKQIIII mm. Handle us gingerly, Mr. Faculty. This side up with care. II4,

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v Y' Glass of '97 Mficers AMES E. LUCREY, . . . . President FREDERICK E. BIGELOXY, Vice-Pres. Section A GILES S. HALL, . . Vice-Pres. Section B JOHN MARTIN, . . . Vice-Pres. Section C IQLLSXYORTH D. XVHITINKZ, Vice-Pres. Section D FRANK F. BQWMAN, . . Sec'y and Treas. EDMUND F. BURTON. . Rec. Secretary IEDXYARD -IOHNSUN, . Historian GEDRGE W. SHIRK, . . Chorister II3

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Days and weeks rolled round, our verdancy vanished with that of the autumn leaves: our first man had been passed to the Perch amid dia- bolical shrieks, and we soon, like Alexander, wept for new and foreign worlds to conquer. There seemed a superfluity of animal spirits awaiting but the occasion to vent its furor. The occasion came at last. The Mid- dlers, gloating in the realization that they were no longer D, fs, sauntered one day into our lecture, where, seated high upon the Perch, they settled themselves to beguile the time. But the time needed no beguiling: a whisper, a perceptible commotion, a rush, a scramble, exit Middlers P. D. Q. It has not been our fortune to thus form the acquaintance of the pedantic Seniors, but while there's life there's hope. But as to the constituency of '97fa superb mosaic indeed. There are long men and short men, heavy men and feather-weights: men with whiskers, men with none, fnot their fault, they try hard enoughb: men with mus- taches and men with countenances unsullied by such appendages: men of luxu- riant epicranial growths, and those with bald and barren pates Qcauses ob- scure, to say the leastj: married men and those in single blessedness. Yes-when will wonders end Pfwe have a real live Fcetus. Qur class has entered into all the departments of life at Rush with a pleasing zeal and vim. The gridiron has already bespoken the quality of our men, the strongest and sturdiest of this year's team. Soon after the opening of the session a class organization was perfected. The major part of the year has been spent in acquainting ourselves with each other, in learning ourselves individually and collectively. Some have shown marked ability as class leaders, others again as business men: some have arisen pre-eminent as students, others as drones. Pickun no fightunlu behold herein the essence of our religion: we would live in peace with all men: but woe betide the Middler's Hyperion locks or the Senior's polished tile, if this truce be not honored: it were better for them that said locks had been cropped in infancy and that said tile had perished in embryo. The history of the Freshman class is brief, but no briefer indeed than its life. No sooner had we congregated than the annals and archives of years gone by shook their dust-begrimed and time-worn parchments, and IIS