Simpson College - Zenith Yearbook (Indianola, IA)

Text from Pages 1 - 188 of the 1903 volume:

Published by the JUNIOR CLASS OF SIMPSON COLLEGE To EMMA KATE CORKHILL, A. M., Ph. D. this volume is respectfully dedicated. Emma Kate Corkhill, a. m.. ph. d. Charles Eldred Shelton ll. d. PRESIDENT OF SIMPSON COLLEGE The Zenith Board 1903 Vivian Grey Brackney, Editor-in-Chief Gertrude Hamilton Brown, Associate Editor James Newton Colver, Associate Editor Burt Kennedy, Business Manager Dwight F. Henderson, Business Manager Vivian Grey Brackney J. Newton Colver Gertrude Hamilton Brown Burt Kennedy Dwight F. Henderson Charles Eldred Shelton, A. M.. LL. D., President. Professor of Pedagogy and History. Rev. W. E. Hamilton, A. M.. D. D.. Professor of Moral and Intellectual Philosophy. John L. Tilton, A. M., Professor of Natural Science. Joanna Baker, A. M., Professor of Greek Language and Literature, and Secretary of Faculty. Martha A. Stahl, Ph. M.. Professor of Latin Language and Literature, and Librarian. W. B. Read. A. M.. Professor of Mathematics and Astronomy. J. G. Goodwin, B. S., Professor of Mathematics and Astronomy Ida B. Steyer, Professor of German and French. Elizabeth C. Bentley, A. M. Professor of English Language and Literature Frank E. Barrows, Director of Conservatory of Music and Instructor in Piano Forte and Pipe Organ. E. L. Miller, B. C. S. Principal of School of Business A). ,-y: S]V;-0 k K ■ -BarrO 19CU C' m-$a Ha 5t' MUSICAL FACULTY .TUC-’ C'- Cram Instructors. instructors Faculty and Other Instructors 1902-1903 CHARLES ELDRED SHELTON, A. M., LL. D., President Iowa Wesleyan University. Professor of Pedagogy and History. Rev. V. E. HAMILTON, A. M., D. D., Iowa Wesleyan University. Professor of Moral and Intellectual Philosophy. On the William Buxton Endowment of the Chair of Moral Sciences. tJOHN L. TILTON, A. M., Wesleyan University. Middletown. Conn.; Harvard University. P vfessor of Natural Sciences. JOANNA BAKER, A. M., Cornell College: Dc Pauw University. Professor of Greek Language and Literature, and Sect ctary of the Faculty. MARTHA A. STAHL, Ph. M., Simpson College. Professor of Latin Language and Literature, and Librarian. W. B. READ, A. M., Northwestern University; Simpson College. Professor of Mathematics and Astronomy. J. G. GOODWIN, B. S., Wesleyan University, Middletown. Conn, dissociate Professor of Natural Sciences. IDA B. STEYER, Dr. Sauvcur's College, Leipzig. Germany; University of Vermont. Professor of German and French. ELIZABETH C. BENTLEY, A. M., Missouri Wesleyan College; Boston University. Professor of English Language and Litcratvie. E. L. MILLER, B. C. S., Tri-State Normal College. Principal of School of Business. DANIEL ROBINSON, Captain, U. S. A. Instructor in Military Science and Tactics. + Absent on leave for the year 1902-190:1. FRANK E. BARROWS, Oberlin Conservatory of Music, and Berlin, Germany. Director of Conservatory of Music and Instructor in Piano Forte and Pipe Organ. ALEXANDER EMSLIE, Aberdeen, Scotland, and Boston. Mass. Instructor in Voice and Chorus Director. ESTELLA TRUEBLOOD, Simpson School of Business. Instructor in Shorthand and Typewriting. CHARLES A. MARSH, Columbia School of Oratory. Director of School of Oratory. FREDERICK W. KEITH, Instructor in Art School. A. GRAHAM REID, Ph. B., Simpson College. Physical Director and Assistant in Academy. WILLIAM N. CRAVEN, B. S., Simpson College. Assistant in Sciences and Normal School. WINFRED R. COLTON, Chicago Music College. Instructor in Violin and Orchestral Instruments. JOHN J. LANDSBURY, B. M., Simpson College. Instructor in Conservatory of Music—Harmony, Counterpoint and Analysis EVERETT OLIVE, B. M., Simpson College Instructor in Piano and Pipe Organ. LORA HAGLER, Lincoln Normal University. Instructor in English Grammar. WESLEY FLORES VALDERRAMA, Escuela Jaurcz, Mexico City. Instructor in Spanish. R. G. McCUTCHAN, Instructor in Mandolin and Guitar. tARTHUR B. CURTIS, Simpson School of Business. Assistant in School of Business. KATHARENE ZELLER, Assistant in German. RAY M. SHIPMAN, Assistant in German. BESSE ELLISON, Assistant in-Latin. ARTHUR A. JEFFREY, Assistant in Latin. JENNIE MAXSON EVERETT, Assistant in Latin. BERTHA SLOAN, Assistant Instructor in Voice. J. RUSSELL CAMPBELL, Simpson School of Business. Assistant in School of Business. CARLETON B. TRUEBLOOD, Simpson School of Business. Assistant in School of Business. J. HARRY CRANN, Assistant in School of Business. MRS. T. H. TUCKER, A. B., Baldwin University. Ohio. Matron. ♦MARY POWELSON, Assistant in School of Oratory. MABEL BROURINK, Simpson School of Oratory. Assistant in Physical Culture. LILLIAN BRACKNEY, Simpson School of Oratory. Assistant in Physical Culture. ELTON B. ROGERS, Assistant in Mathematics. tAbsent on leave for the year 1902-3. ‘For part of the year Colors — Purple and White. Floioer — Violet. Yells. Dip loo, dip li, Hot or cold, wet or dry, '04. Sky high ! Get there, Eli! Juniors! Oh, my ! Juniors! Juniors! In June Seniors, Then, when we get there, Then, will we set there, Then, all will bet their, That never set there Any - when we get there, Like us ! The Juniors! ! Dwight F. Henderson, President Jeannette F. Throckmorton Edwin H. Barnes J. Newton Colver Vivian Grey Brackney Elena Jeffreys Mabel Slone Gaylord Davis R. Burton Sheppard Ruby Igo Hallie Guthrie Waller Morgan Burl Kennedy G. Hamilton Brown Arthur A. Fellslrom Ernest E. Youlz rr 3 385 S i; n i o R II 3 c L A s s Officers. Robert J. Picken .........................................President Clarence Riggs.......................................Vice-President Anna Perry .............................................. Secretary Loran Talbot............................................. Treasurer Colors—Scarlet and Black. Yells. Kelack ! Kelack ! Ka jetter a lack ! Kelackety, lickety, kella - ka - lee! Karick ! Karee ! Legita ma tee ! Seniors! Seniors! 19 0 3! Sh - h - h - h ! Boom ! Whe - e - e - e - e - e ! Seniors ! ! ! Roster. Charles R. Bair. James A. Beebee. Don L. Berry. Carl F. Brown. Cliff Beatty. May Crandall. Grace Crandall. Bessie Ellison. Roy Everett. Jennie Everett. Dudley Griffith. Frank E. Gunn. Lora Hagler. Nina Hohanshelt. 'Ed. A. Jenner. Frederick G. Kennedy. Arthur Krell. Asa Marmon. Walter Lagerquist, Claire Mitchell. Anna Perry. Robert J. Picken. Myrtle Reid. Elton Rogers. Clarence Riggs. J. W. Radebaugh. Ray Sullivan. Paul Stuart. Loran Talbot. Etta B. Turner. Roy Talley. Alma Wagner. Ed. Youtz. Katharene Zeller. UOIN3S Ernest C. Rea Lula Hohanshelt Alma Robbins . . Harry Pardee . Officers. . . President Vice-President . . Secretary . Treasurer Colors— Red and White. Yells. Rat - a - tu - thrat - tu thrat - tu thrat! Terra tu lix , tu lix, tu lix ! Kicka bah bah ! Kicka bah bah ! Sophomores ! Sophomores ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah J Oskee wow wow ! Skeeny wow wow ! Sophomores ! Wow ! Roster. C. Boyd Stevenson. Guy Fancher. Edna Lisle. George English. Mary Ellison. Orville Howard. Mabel Brourink. Lizzie Jackson. Arthur Jeffrey. Madge Peasley. Mearle Gable Harry Crann. John Evans. Ruth Irwin. Fred Mead. Blanche Dent. Ward Carpenter. Wiltamina Van Syoc. Howard Applegate. John Middleton. Cora Quayle. Ernest Rea. Ray Shipman Bruce Bartholomew. Harry Pardee. Edward H. Shuey. Alma Robbins. Grace Moore. Whitford Shelton. Ethel McCoy. Ferdinand Renniger. Nellie Vale Roscoe Weaver. Herbert White. Fred Jones. May Pardee. Alice Story. Roy Thomas. Chas. W. Peer. Lulu Hohanshelt. George Wilkinson. Mabel Rae. 30 Zurlcy SOPHOMORE SOPHOMORE fliillh'l The freshman Class. Arthur A. Rogers.....................................President Ina M. Robbins..................................Vice-President Mabel Brown......................................... Secretary J. H. Picken....................................... Treasurer Colons — Wine and Gray. Yells. Olla pa dah ! Ha chu ! Ka ching ! Ka flip, flop, flap, flip! Boom, bang, bing ! Kickapoo ! Wallapop! Singoom ! Sosh ! Freshmen ; naught-six ! That’s no josh ! Kuper Kiper. Koom Kah Kix! Freshmen! Freshmen! 1906! Kuper Kiper. Koom Kah Kix! 36 (Repetatum ad infinitum.) FRESHMEN freshman Class Roll Florence Armstrong. Blanche Gwynn. J. F. Arnold Mary C. Gaskill. Dorcas Aten. Lester C. Himebaugh. Bessie Baird. Marie Hopkins. C. W. Beard. Jessie T. Harding. Pearl Barker. Bessie Harris. Henry Bennison. Carrie Hatcher. Harry W. Brewer. Pearl Hathaway. Lizzie Brown. Persis Heaton. Mabel Brown. W. W. Hickman. Ray P. Burke. Caroline Higgs. Ruth Baker. Jessie J. Ivey. Ada Bardrick. Frank Jenkins. Fern Bowlin. S. A. Kittams. E. Lahuna Clinton. Mary L. Kilburn. P. C. Clipson. F. C. Knepper. L. Ellen Conrey Hugh H. Linn. Frankie Craven. H. H. Lisle. Homer S. Curtis. Ada B. Lisle. Verne D. Dusenberry. George Magel. Nellie Ellison. Bessie Matson. Fred V. Evans. Fred R. Melick. Edward C. Fintel George T. M off it. Charles H. Gable. Emma Mark. C. L. Gose. Grace Griffith. as Fred B. Moore. Nellie Nash. Nellie Nash. FRESHMEN Nellie Ogg. J. H. Picken. S. C. Picken. Emma Piffer. Jennie Rae. Faye Remick. Elsie Reynolds. William H. Reynolds. Ina M. Robbins. Celeste Robinson. Marguerite Robinson. Arthur A. Rogers. Edgar S. Stanley. Flora Sheldon. Lois M. Smith. John M. Spencer. Ada Schimelfenig. R. A. Shaw. Thomas Shirley. Huldah Sigler. J. Clyde Smith. Blanche Spurgeon. May Starbuck. Nicola C. Tregloan. Herschel E. Tennant. Roy Thompson. T. B. Throckmorton Bertha Tyler. Mabel M. Vale. Elsia Wagner. Clarence A. Ward. Jasper Weber. Roy Worth. Elsie Wayt. George Winterbourne Susie Wright. 40 ; FRESHMEN Founded, Monmouth College, Monmouth, 111., April 1867. Iowa Beta Chapter. Established October 31, 1874. YclJ. Ring, ching. ching ! Ho ! Hippy ! Hi! Ra ! Rho ! Arrow ! Pi Beta Phi ! Colors — Wine and Silver Blue. Flotoer — The Carnation. Publication—“The Arrow.’’ Undergraduates. 1903 Myrtle Reid. Grace Crandall. Nina Hohanshelt. Alma Wagner. May Grandall. 1904 Elena Jeffrey. 1905 Nellie Vale. Alice Story. Lulu Hohanshelt. Edna Lisle. Blanche Dent. Cora Quayle. Madge Peasley. 1906 Huldah Sigler. Mabel Vale. Mabel Brown. Faye Remick. Marguerite Robinson. Celeste Robinson. Elvia Wagner. Blanche Spurgeon. Pledged FDembers. Ruth Baker. Jessie Schee. Leone Peasley. Mabel Ericson. Pearl Anderson. Patronesses. Mrs. E. B. Dowell. Mrs. E. W. Hartman. Mrs. W. M. Parks. Mrs. T. T. Anderson. Mrs. J. L. Tilton. 46 PI BETI PHI Floioer — Pansy. Yell. Ki, alpha, theta, psi! This our sororit-y! Hai - Hou los - -Helion ! Delta! Delta! Deuteron. Anna Perry. Rosten. ■03 Katharene Zeller. Etta B. Turner Ruby Igo. 04 Hallie Guthrie. G. Hamilton Brown. Olive Smith. Grace Moore. ’05 Mabel Rea. May Pardee. Mabel Brourink. Alma Robbins. Lena Talboy. •06 Bessie Harris. Ina Robbins. Persis Heaton, '06 Pledged FDembers. Nelle Marlatt Claire Spencer. Mary Grafton. Ruth Igo. Maggie Brown. 4X DELLA DELTA DELTA ■Kappa Theta Vsl Colons — Gold and Black. Rosten. James Beebe. Loren Talbot. Cliff Beatty. Ted Kennedy. Bruce Bartholomew. Dwight Henderson. Newton Colver. Burt Kennedy. Howard Applegate. Herbert Perry. Ernest Rea. Arthur Rogers. John Middleton. Elton Rogers. Asa Marmon. Harry Pardee. Harvey Lisle. 50 KAPPA THETA PS ALPHA IOTA PHI J lpha lote Colons — Old Rose, Lavender, Golden Brown. Floioen — White Rose. Roster. Dudley D. Griffith. D. Paul Stuart. Guy J. Fansher. Henry Bennison. Orville Howard. Mearl Gable. John J. Landsbury. Arthur A. Jeffrey. Walter A. Morgan. John Evans. Roy W. Thomas. Roscoe Weaver. Wm. B. Read. Carl F. Brown. Clyde Smith. Ira Pratt. Ward Carpenter. Ernest Youtz. Burton Sheppard. Everett Olive. 53 Zetaletbean. -i'-jr'i' Everett. 4'4' 11 pian. 4. Kallonian. Lowell. Pierian. •ir'ir'i' Hesperian. Zi 2L I 2 ¥V . Officers. Katharene Zeller........................................ President Myrtle Reid.................................. . . | Vice-President Ina Robbins ...............; . . , ...................Secretary May Crandall ............................................Treasurer Colors — Green and Pink. Yell. Zipa - lacka! Zip - a - laka ! Biff boom bah ! Zet - a - leth - ean ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Roster. Anna Gamble. Jennie Rae. Elena Jeffrey May Crandall. Myrtle Reid. Grace Moore. Etta B. Turner. Mabel Brourink. Ina Robbins. Ethel McCoy. Ella Conrey. Katharene Zeller. Mabel Rea. Alice Story. Ruth Irwin. Blanche Gywnn. Nina Hohanshelt. May Pardee. Bessie Harris. Mary Kilburn. Hulda Sigler. Pearl Hathaway. Bessie Baird. Lahuna Clinton. Alma Wagner. Ada Lisle. Anna Perry. Bessie Ellison. Alma Robbins. Frankie Craven. 56 ZETALETHEAN James Beebe Burt Kennedy Fred Melick . Ray Shipman . Officers. . . President Vice-President . Secretary . Treasurer Roster. John F. Arnold. Edward H. Shuey. Howard Applegate. Ray M. Shipman. Chas. R. Bair. Whitford H. Shelton. Don L. Berry. Loren Talbot. Clifton W. Beatty. Trueblood Bentley Throckmorton. Jas. A. Beebe. Ray P. Burke. J. B. Truscott. J. Harry Crann. Jasper Weber. Fred V. Evans. Frank E. Gunn. J. A. Hancox. Ernest Coe. Arthur A. Jeffrey. E. A. Jenner. B. Kennedy. G. Kennedy. Harvey Lisle. John Landsbury. John Middleton. Claire Mitchell. Fred Robert Melick. Robert J. Picken. S. C. Picken. J. H. Picken. Clarence Riggs. James Rae. Arthur Amsi Rogers. Elton B. Rogers. 58 EVERETT Officers. Arthur Krell . Susie Wright . Carrie Hatcher Edwin S. Youtz . . President Vice-President . . Secretary . Treasurer Colors — Blue and White. Roster. Carl F. Brown. Lillian Brackney. Roy F. Everett. Chester Gose. Arthur Krell. Della Moore. Cora Quayle. Wiltimina Van Syoc. Lizzie Brown. Ada Bardrick. Arthur Fellstrom. Carrie Hatcher. Walter Lagerquist. Grace Melton. Roy Talley. Susie Wright. Vivian Brackney. Percy Clipson. E. C. Fintel. Lula Hohanshelt. Stella Mauk. J. E. Preston. Frank Talley. Ernest Youtz. Edwin S. Youtz. H. W. Langdon. 60 AlPIAN Officers. Asa Marmon Walter Linn Clyde Smith Roy Thomas . . President Vice-President . Secretary . Treasurer yell. Ki yi, Ki yi! Ker blifferty blimm Come out of the woods! Sandpaper your chin! Take your feet out of the sand! We’re wild, we’re wooly; We’re the worst you ever saw! Kallonian Society! Rah! Rah! Rah! Roster. Fred Moore. Elmer C. Jones. Edwin Barnes. Gaylord Davis. Burton Sheppard. Newton Colver. Harry Pardee. Dudley Griffith. Ray Sullivan. Wm. Reynolds. Roscoe Weaver. Chas. Gable. Dwight Henderson. Orville Howard. W. G. McKinley. John Evans. Thos. Shirley. Asa Marmon. Paul Stuart. Roy Thomas. Verne Dusenberry. Henry Bennison. Mearl Gable. Walter Linn. Walter Morgan. Guy Fansher. Ed Stanley. Clyde Smith. George Wilkinson. Bruce Bartholomew. Ward Carpenter. 62 KALLONIAN tH+tftt LOWELL ffffftff Officers. Charles W. Dickson............................................President Miss Sheldon.............................................Vice-President Miss Sheldon . .............................................. Secretary Roster. Texas Steele. Elva Steele. W. O. Romick Sadie Frank. F. M. Yockey. F. B. Perry. Maude Kirkhart. Eldon Baker. Clarence Jenner. C. W. Dickson. Florence Johnson. Arthur Delaney. R. A. McBain. M. 0. Wilkins. J. W. Klepinger Ralph B. Hardin. Cecil Lyons. Lawrence Niffineger. Hattie Carlin. Alice Bull. Charles Yager. Roy E. Curtis. Wayne Stahl. C. O. Andrews. Edward Genung. George Hall. M. D. Wickard. Joseph Plotts. Flora Sheldon. Boyd E. Preston. Anna B. Elliott. Nellie Peters. Baton Tennant. Ethel Andrews. LOW C LI r J.H.T Officers. Ira Ruby................................................ President Edward Golisch........................................ Vice-President Jessie Schee.................................................Secretary LeoWerts.................................................. Treasurer Roster?. Warren Brown. Cora Conner. Alice Cain. Frank Games. Edward Golisch. Iris Greene. Grace Handley. Frank Humphrey. Nelle Marlatt. Claude Hunsicker. Leone Perkins Thos. Rogers. Ira Ruby. Mary Sampson. Jessie Schee. Zoe Slocum. Nan Thompson Mayme Silliman. Nicola Tregloan. Bruce Tallman. Eugene Wiggins. Leo Werts. 66 PIERIAN Officers. J. Harry Crann H. R. Hurlburt Marcaret Chase Fred Brent . . . . President Vice-President . Secretary . Treasurer Roster. George Wilkinson. Margaret Chase. J. Harry Crann. Ira O. Tweedy. A. J. Neill. Grace I. Webb. Melvin Threlkeld. E. C. Craft. C. A. Ferguson. Mabelle Yager. Lulu Reeves. A. B. Curtis. Olive Gaymon. Fred Brent. E. O. Wyatt G. A. Burrell. R. D. Powell. L. L. Hancock. Elmer C. Toay. J. E. Cunningham. H. R. Hurlburt. May Meek. R. S. Andrew. 68 HESPERIAN Officers. Nellie E. Harris........................................ President Everett Olive.......................................Vice President Frances McFarland.................................... . Secretary A. Ira Ruby............................................. Treasurer Colors — Corn and Wine. Yell. Huzzah! Huzzah! for the S. M. C Simpson's Musical Club are we ! A rah for our club, A rah for our colors, A rah for the art above all others! Roster. Olive Smith. Hattie Best. Effie Silliman A. D. Middleton. Iris Greene. Grace Dewing. Alice Cain. Nellie Harris. Guy McCutchan. Miss Hunsicker. Everett Olive. Myrtle Bussey. Effie Locke. Belle Poling. F. E. Barrows. W. R. Colton. Edna Evans. Ashley Forrest. Margaret Miller. Anna Gamble. Claude Ferguson. Lura Miller. Faye Kipp. Florence Kipp. Lawrence Niffinegger. Blanche Dean. Nanna Thomas. Lillie Raine. M. Sparks. Aura Dean. Nannie Thomas. Claire Spencer. Ira Ruby. Frances McFarland. W. Colton. Christine Ort. Percy Jackson. Fay Glendenning. Mayme Silliman. Pearl Darnall. Julie Larson. Clarence Trueblood. Lucile Valentine. 70 MUSICAL CLUO tDusical Club Mistony THE SIMPSON MUSICAL CLUB was organized in the fall of 1902 and is composed of students and faculty of the Conservatory of Music. In the short time of its existence, it has furnished a library and provided it with all of the best musical magazines published. Among them may be found material upon almost every subject in musi- cal literature. At no time since its organization has the membership fallen below forty-five. It meets once a week, and after the program, which consists of musical numbers and literary productions of a musical nature, it devotes a short time to social enjoyment. Song. All hail to Simpson’s Musical Club ; Hail to her glorious shrine. We sing the praise of happy days, Within thy walls sublime. Thy members are the blithest, all, Of lads and lassies true ; Thy joy impart to every heart And pleasures ever new. Then sing, ye lads and lassies all; We’ll give a mighty shout, That all may know wher’er we go The musics are about. Hurrah! for Simpson’s Music Club; The glorious Corn and Wine ! They stand beside the Gold and Red And with them inter-twine. yen. Huzzah ! Huzzah ! for the S. M. C. Simpson Musical Club are we ! A Rah for our club ! A Rah for our colors ! A Rah for the art, above all others. MUSICAL CLUO TUligicus JtsscriHtiuns. y. ai. c. n. Officers Myrtle Reid, President Blanche Dent, Secretary Nina Hohanshelt, Vice-President Blanche Spurgeon, Treasurer History. HE OBJECT of the Young Women’s Christian Association is the development of Christian character in its members, and the pros- ecution of active Christian work. For the college girl some such an organization is necessary in order that she may grow spiritually as she does mentally. The work of the Y. W. C. A. affords a means by which young women may continue in Christian work and gives them a preparation for the work which they will assume in after years. The Y. W. C. A. in Simpson was one of the first organizations in the state to separate from the Young Men’s Christian Association. For some years they lacked organization and systematic plans. The devotional and social committees at first did but little in their depart- ments but now their work comprises nearly two-thirds of that done by the Association. The social committee plans for informal gatherings in connection with the business meetings, besides the regular and more formal term receptions held the first Saturday of each term. Since the school has become a large one the informal receptions have become very valuable in making the girls better acquainted and enlarging each one’s field of usefulness. Because each committee has been zealous to do conscientious work, life has characterized everything which has been done this year. The devotional meetings have been better attended and have had a more spiritual atmosphere than ever oefore. The day of prayer was one which can never be forgotten. The Christian’s light came for the first time into the souls of many, and many more made an entire consecration. The devotional committee have not only planned for the Sunday morning services, but have done personal work. The vice-president and her membership committee have endeavored to invite personally every girl in school to become a member of the Asso- ciation. As a result, between ninety and one hundred members have been added to the roll during the year. This year has also witnessed the largest enrollment in the classes for Bible study. There have been three courses offered: Old Testament characters; study in John; and the Sunday-school lessons. The lectures on Old Testament characters in the Y. W. C. A. periodical, the Evangel, have made it possible for the inter-collegiate committee to distribute the paper among a greater number of girls than formerly. The fall campaign committee, by writ- ing letters, welcomed every girl before she entered school. They met trains, found rooms for those who had not already engaged them, and had charge of an information bureau during the first week of school. The athletic committee has done effective work in starting a movement by which the ladies’ gymnasium might be better equipped. By making and selling pennants, popcorn, megaphones, football and Simpson pins it has been possible for them to give the gymnasium the stall bars, benches and curtains. 74 y. W. C. A. CABINET y. m. g. n. Officers Robert J. Picken Clarence Riggs . Ray M. Shipman . . . President Vice-President . . Secretary . . Treasurer John R. Middleton History HE YOUNG MEN’S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION is the only organization of our school which exists exclusively for men, and which is distinctively religious. It offers a two-fold opportunity for the development of the higher spiritual life. First, a weekly devo- tional service to which every man is welcome, and second, five courses of systematic Bible study, through which the student may come into closer touch with the book which testifies of Him whose we are, and whom we serve.” The social life is kept up by regular term receptions. Each year we send a delegation to the Western Student Conference at Lake Geneva, Wis. Our delegation last year numbered six. Last winter we sent seven delegates to the Cedar Rapids convention. Four of our boys attended the great missionary convention at Toronto last year. In these gatherings workers are trained and enthused. They come back to us more able to help deepen and broaden the spiritual life of our school. Those who have taken up the religious work of our Association find it a great source of help in their Christian life. We look forward to greater usefulness and only hope that the institution may be a means of deepening and broadening the life of every one who comes to our college. 76 Y. M. C. A. CABINET fDusic. Simpson College Glee Club. Organized 1899. Simpson College Orchestra. Organized 1901. Simpson College Quartette. Organized 1902. Simpson College Ladies’ Glee Club. Organized 1899. CE.EE CLUB. Prof. Alexander Emslie........................Director R. G. McCutghan................................Manager R. G. McCutchan................................ Leader Fern Knepper. Roster. TENORS. Lore Bowlin. Ira Ruby. Ellsworth Harris. Cliff Beatty. Harvey Lisle. Everett James. R. G. McCutchan. R. E. Dalrymple. A. D. Middleton. BASSES. Ira Pratt. Fred Evans. Clyde Smith. Loren Talbot. Ed Genung. Percy Jackson. Gaylord Davis. SOLOISTS. E. A. Olive. W. R. Colton. A. D. Middleton. 80 Z� rl� y GLEE CLUB Glee Club History TWO YEARS AGO Simpson boasted of the best glee club in the west, and well did that organization merit the name bestowed upon it. The following year an attempt was made to reorganize the club, but on account of the lack of material and the indisposition of the boys to practice the attempt was abandoned. This year; however, the musical department determined again to put a glee club on the road, and one was accordingly organized. Under the efficient training of Mr. R. G. McCutchan the musical qualities of the club were brought out until it became a rival of the old glee club in excellence. Two trips were arranged, one in the winter vacation and another during the spring vacation. In the winter, the itinerary consisted of two dates in Des Moines, Audubon and Atlantic. During the stay in Des Moines the club appeared before the general meeting of the State Teachers' Association and were accorded a hearty reception. During the spring vacation the club visited Chariton, Russell, Osceola, Corning, Creston, Braddyville, Clarinda, College Springs. Shenandoah, Glenwood, Council Bluffs, Winterset and Red Oak. The trip was a success, and the ef- forts of the glee club were highly appreciated, as is indicated by the numerous favorable press comments and the enthusiasm of the audi- ences in every town visited. Numerous applications were made to the manager for a repetition of the concert. Three soloists, Mr. Olive, pianist, Mr. Colton, violinist, and Mr. Middleton, basso, accompanied the club on the trip, and everywhere were received with enthusiastic applause. Ladies’ Glee Club. Persis Heaton. Nellie Marlatt. Nannie Thomas. Iris Green. Anna Gamble. Lillie Raine. Maude Lynch. Ruth Fleisher. Alice Cain. Amanda Young. Leone Peasley. Dorothy Myers. Catherine Rehkopf. Adah Thompson. Bertha Sloan. Edna Evans. R. G. McCutchan, Director. 82 Z� tUjt LADIES' GLEE CLUB ORCHESTRA '• 55 7 ' ' ’ 33 S= ? - Prof. W. R. Colton .......................................... Director Roster. W. R. Colton. Jennie Coe. Tena Schreiber. Jeanette Throckmorton. Stirling Leonard. Harold Snell. Paul Stuart. Senior Valderamma. W. F. Weber. Mr. Thompson. Ashley Forest. C. A. Ferguson. F. C. Humphrey. F. W. Keith. Ira Pratt. Fred Clary. 84 Zurley The Simpsonian Published. Monthly by Undergraduates of Simpson College, Indianola} Iowa Entered at the P. O. in Indianola as 2d class matter. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. Subscription price $1.25 per year. 20 per cent, dis- count for cash paid before Jan. 1, 1003. Present subscriptions continued until otherwise ordered. EDITORIAL STAFF. Editor-in-Chief. Frederic G. Kennedy, '03. Associate Editors, James A. Beebe, '03, Clarence Riggs. ’03, Asa Marmon, ’03. Local Editors. Walter Morgan. ’04, Gertrude Ham- ilton Brown. ’04. Edwin Jenner, ’03. Business Manager, Ernest E. Youtz. Reporter, Nina Hohanshelt, ’03. Athletics, Dudley Griffith, ’03. Exchange, Vivian Brackney, ’04. Music. Olive Smith. ’04. Art. Prof. F. W. Keith. Alumni, Miss McCleary. SIMPSONIAN STAFF- Roster. Arthur D. Middleton. R. G. McCutchan. Loren C. Talbot. Fern C. Knepper. ss MALE QUARTETTE TRCPHY CUP MILITARY Officers. Cap't Dan’l Robinson.............. Lieut. E. H. Shuey................ M. R. Talley....................... E. B. Rogers...................... . Commandant . . . Adjutant Sergeant Major Color Sergeant Roster. captains Carl F. Brown. F. E. Gunn. Don L. Berry. LIEUTENANTS C. H. Riggs. E. S. Stanley. R. J. Picken. W. A. Morgan. H. G. Langdon. Zurloy COMMISSIONED OFFICERS non-commissioned Officers FIRST SERGEANT Guy Fansher. Charles Bulles. Geo. Wilkinson. SECOND SERGEANT Roy Everett. Whitford Shelton. Ira Ruby. THIRD SERGEANT W. G. McKinley. Sam C. Picken. Lester C. Himebaugh. CORPORAL B. E. Preston. George English. A. A. Jeffrey. R. A. Shaw. Charles Cain. J. T. Rogers. E. C. Toay. George Hall. R. A. McBain. N. C. Tregloan. 1)4 Zarloy NON-COMMISSIONED OFFICERS Winfred Colton Director BAND Roster. Will Ferguson. Percy Jackson. Frank C. Humphrey. Paul D. Stuart. Ira Pratt. Harvey C. Lisle. Thos. J. Shirley. C. H. Cox. C. A. Ferguson. L. D. Niffinegger. R. C. Benson. Winfred Colton. Dave Johnson. J. E. Gosselin. Henry Bennison. E. H. Genung. Fred Clary. F. Woodmansee. Warren Brown. C. O. Boling. Ashley Forrest. 96 Zarlojr DANO Ladies Battalion LADIES BATTALION Roster — Officers. Alice France. 1st Lieut., Co. B. Lieut. Edw. Shuey, Acting Major. Sergt. C. A. Bulles, Acting Sergeant Major. Lizzie Brown, 3d Sergt, Co. B. Katharene Zeller, Captain, Co. A. Olive Smith, 1 st Serg't, Co. A. Lieut. E. V. Stanley, Acting Adjutant. Lora Hagler, '•Captain, Co. B. Alice Cain, 2d Serg't, Co. A 98 Mary Kilburn, 1st Sergt, Co. B. ENLISTED FOR THE WAR A DRAMA IN THREE ACTS, GIVEN BY The Simpson College Cadet Battalion UNDER THE DIRECTION OF PROF. CHARLES A. MARSH. CAST OF CHARACTERS: Robert Trueworth, a soldier of the Union........... .............................Lieut. Edward H. Shuey Wilder Rowell, guardian of Gaylie Gifford ......... ................................Capt. Frank E. Gunn Hose.Jenks. auctioneer ..........Musician Chester L. Gose Hiram Jenks, his son, “a mere boy”---Capt. Don L. Berry Crimp, colored .......................Sergt. A. Ira Ruby Gen. Grant..........................Capt. Carl F. Brown Lieut. Col. Boxer.................... Lieut. C. H. Riggs Gaylie Gifford, an heiress.......... Miss Mabel Brourink Mrs. Trueworth, Robert’s mother.........Miss Ethel McCoy Mattie Trueworth, Robert’s sister....Miss Lillian Brackney Oratorical dissociation Officers. Carl Brown . Cora Quayle . Arthur Krell President Secretary Treasurer History. IMPSON may well be proud of her splendid success in the field of oratory. This year for the third time in Simpson’s history Iowa sends Simpson’s orator to the inter-state oratorical contest. The state contest occurred at Oskaloosa on the evening of February 27th. For two and a half hours the audience listened attentively to the eight choice orations produced this year by the sixteen colleges of the state. The colleges represented in the contest were Upper Iowa, Grinnell, Cornell, Simpson, Iowa, Wesleyan, Morningside, Lenox and Coe. The contest was a strong one, and in winning it Mr. Talley won for himself and his College great honor. In the fall of '99 Mr. Talley became a member of the class which graduates this year. His four years here have been characterized by excellent work in everything he has undertaken. As a member of the Y. M. C. A. he has been a faithful worker, always taking a prominent part in the Christian work of the school. He is a member of the Alpian Literary Society, which for several successive years has pro- duced Simpson’s orator. In his freshman year he was awarded first place on the Alpian oratorical contest. As a sophomore he won the Gibson essay prize. A brilliant mind and a year’s hard study and thought have produced Mr. Talley’s peerless oration, “Anglo-Saxon Supremacy.” After four month's of daily drill and hard work, Mr. Talley goes to Cleveland, Ohio, May 1st, well fitted to uphold the honor of his state. 100 A. A. F. W. R. Talley VIEWS OF SIMPSON-DRAKE. S I M PSON-G R I N N E LL GAMES w.f. Meiltev« T WEARERS OF TH E 'football. Coe Humphrey Kennedy Mann Pardee Pope Preston Picken Jones Weaver White Matheny Middleton Rogers, A. A. Rogers, E. B. Baseball. Beatty Blodgett Dyer McNeill Henderson Howser Dean Wilson Middleton Montgomery Preston Wells Howard Track. Bennison Griffith Handley King Jones Kennedy 104 Mitchell Parks Rea Puzzle Picture. Find Simpson’s position in the big four. BASE BALL SCHEDULE =1903 - April 18—Still College. April 22—Highland Park. April 27—Washburn. May 2—Drake at Des Moines. May 9—Grinnell. May 13—Coe College. May 19—Iowa at Iowa City. May 20—Coe at Cedar Rapids. May 23—Drake. May 27—Grinnell at Grinnell. May 30—Iowa, at Indianola. June 3—Ames. June 6—Drake. June 10—Alumni. Rostei? — I 902. Blodgett Dyer McNeill Wilson Henderson Rae, Mgr. Dean Howser Middleton Wells Preston 10G Griffith, Coach Beatty Montgomery 2� rley BASEBALL TEAM — 1902 ko co roiy 3 FOOTBALL 9 u 3) Pardee Kennedy Picken A. Rogers Middleton Jones Coe Humphrey E. Rogers, C. Mann Weaver Morrison Preston Matheny White Pope Berry, Manager Reid, Coach Schedule. 1902 Simpson, 17 ; East Des Moines High School, 0. Simpson, 30 ; Still College, 0. Simpson, 29 ; Normal, 5. Simpson, 6 ; Missouri, 11. Simpson, 0 ; Iowa, 10. Simpson, 6 ; Drake, 5. Simpson, 1 1 ; Grinnell, 6. Simpson, 11 ; Ames. 18. 108 '£t.tUr FOOTBALL TEAM Roster. C. W. Beatty. Dwight F. Henderson. Burt Kennedy. J. H. Picken. D. P. Stuart. R. E. Shaw. C. H. Mitchell. no Z� rUy 8ASKCT OALL TEAM — LADIES’ — BASKETBALL TEAM. Roster. Nellie Vail. Katharene Zeller. May Pardee. Eva Powelson. Lulu Hohanshelt. Pearl Hathaway. Mary Sarrjjfeon. Bessie Talbot. Ruth Erwin. Jeanette Throckmorton. Etta Turner. Bessie Harris. Edna Bailey. Alice Story Hallie Guthrie. y Jessie Talbot. Cliff Beatty, Coach. Jessie Schffee 112 GIRL'S BASKET BALL TEAM ■4 Mistony. 1 r I STORY has been called a record of ideas. If the converse of X J this were true the work of the historian of the class of 1904 would be light. It would only be necessary for him to recount a few of the splendid achievements of his classmates and the result would be history. The modesty of the class, however, has always been so marked that, although their achievements would testify to the sterling qualities inherent in them, yet, unless their names are men- tioned in connection with their unassuming ways and accomplishments, the forgetful world would perhaps notice only the result of their work and the uplifting influence of their association would be lost. All that is necessary then is to recall the two in their relation to each other and the lasting memory of the class is assured. Accordingly, like Corio- lanus, scorning to show his wounds to the people, we yield for a moment to the demands of the masses and stoop to recount some of our exploits. The time of our prepdom passed industriously. We knew nothing but slavish devotion to study. Our dreams called up only weary visions of text books. We were the victims of our own ignorance. But, as we grew older, our ideas broadened and we began to realize the grand possibilities open to the college student. no In our freshman year we engaged in debate with some neighboring freshmen and would have returned with the dove of victory perched up- on our purple and white banners had it not been for the one unfortuitous circumstance that the opposing team won the decision of the judges. Another attractive feature of our freshman year was our purple and white caps. These were “swell and especially appropriate to their wearers. Our sophomore year opened gloriously. Several new members were added to our ranks, and some stars disappeared from the sopho- more sky, seeking a happier realm. These members were either called to the search for the elixir of life, or, disabled by Cupid’s fiery darts, were hurled ruthlessly into the whirlpool of matrimony. Nevertheless we were a success as sophomores. We contracted an abnormal appe- tite for pastry, which was gladly (?) supplied by lower classmen. The usual sophomorical spirit was conspicuous by its absence. At the beginning of the present year, warned by the fate of the preceding class, we immediately took steps to prevent any matrimonial “Sallys.” The agreement, signed by each of us, was exacting in the extreme, and has been the means of keeping us together. Thus pro- tected we feel safe, and, now that we have reached our “Zenith we sigh for more worlds to conquer. We will soon be seniors. 1 IT Dip loo, dip li, Hot or cold. Wet or dry, ’04, sky high! Get there Eli, Juniors! 0 My ! Juniors! Juniors! In June, Seniors, Then, when we get there. Then will we set there. Then, all will bet there, That never set there, Any—when we get there, Like us! Juniors! Colver, Sheppard, Guthrie, Stone, We are Juniors to the bone; Kennedy, Davis, Morgan. Youtz, Juniors, Juniors, head to boots; Henderson, Brackney, Jeffrey, Brown, Juniors, Juniors, foot to crown; Throckmorton, Igo, Fellstrom, Barnes, Truscott, JUNIORS ! That’s no yarns! 118 Song of Class of 1904 Tune, '“When Johnny Comes Marching Home. We are a jolly junior class, This class of 1904; We are loved by all, both great and small, This class of 1904; We are all of us jolly and chuck full of fun, And like the sophies don’t haul off and run, Whenever we find there’s work to be done. This class of 1904. Our profs must hunt and dig to find, For us of 1904, Enough of knowledge to fill our mind, This class of 1904; You'd better skedaddle and learn to paddle, And freshies all just learning to toddle, Come pick up your feet if you want to beat This class of 1904. The seniors look with envious eyes On the class of 1904; And long to be as jolly and wise As the class of 1904 ; But now it’s too late for deepest regret, Put up your parachutes out of the wet, And say we’re the best you ever have met, Our class of 1904. The faculty looks full satisfied At the class of 1904; Their faces beam with love and pride On the class of 1904; But the cycle of time must take a big jump ’Fore freshies and sophies can get on our stump, And the seniors must come off the dump For the class of 1904. 119 V. G. B. Mistopy. ISTEN and you shall hear the true and interesting tale of the Scarlet and the Black, of the grave and reverend Seniors of Simp- sonia. It came to pass in the fourth year of the reign of Charles Eldred, son of Shelton, president of Simpson, that the Juniors up and got out an Annual. Moreover, because the Seniors were wise, the edi- tors desired that their deeds should be written out in order, so they came to one as he was writing his senior thesis and asked him to write what he saw. Immediately his thoughts wandered back through the four short and happy years since that bright Autumn day when the class first met as verdant Freshmen. What a change had been wrought in those brief years! The same sky is over their heads. The same puns are made and enjoyed. The Freshmen are as verdant as ever, but all else, how changed! The faculty, students and college buildings have changed with the succeeding years, but most of all the Class of Nine- teen Three. Not that they do not have the same warm hearts and willing hands, but their hands and hearts have been trained and strengthened by the good times, the friendships, the lessons, the diffi- culties, and the disappointments that have come to each in that brief span. He thought of all the bums, the chicken-roasts, the picnics, the class scraps, and of all such things of which it is not lawful for the Freshies and Sophies to know. Of such he did not write but of that which is more fitting. He had a vision which was a vision and a prophecy in one. He beheld a great crowd of lads and of 120 lassies flocking to Simpson. And he saw that they were Freshmen and the president was a fresh man also. He beheld all these new ones take up the management of the school and conduct it even to the pres- ent time. He saw this illustrious class disseminating itself among the organizations of the school, giving them new life and vigor. He saw it win the Freshman debate and the Pentathelon. It twined its bright emblem about the graceful Trophy cup and inscribed its sign upon the gleaming plate. Four times did he see the Scarlet and the Black bear away the laurels of oratory and once did her representative triumph in the whole state and win new honors at Cleveland. Many times did he see the wearers of these emblems lead to victory upon the gridiron and upon the forum of debate. Twice did he see the Scarlet and the Black droop in sorrow and do reverence to those whom grim death had taken from the merry band. Twice has the class of Nineteen Three, with sorrowing hearts, followed to the grave the remains of those whose memory is still fresh and green. At last he looked and saw a multitude clothed in cap and gown and they were singing, “For we are jolly students in our senior year. And while we’re here, We’ll sing a song that's light and free, And when we go we’ll leave our dear old Black and Red High o’er head, We’re the class of Nineteen-Three.” Then as the vision faded he saw them doff their sable caps and gowns and leave their dear Alma Mater where they had spent so many happy hours, each still cherishing, in his heart, fond memories of the Red and Gold, and the Scarlet and the Black. 121 E. S. Y Senion Song. Tune: Jolly Students. Verses—Myrtle Reid, F. G. Kennedy. In the grand old school of Simpson there’s a class of fair renown, They wear the scarlet and the black, make proud the cap and gown, They are the jolly Seniors; you could tell them by their tread, For they possess a knightly mien when all but grace had fled. They’re the pride of all the college, for they never had a peer, And when they leave, poor Alma Mater'll shed full many a tear ; No other class can ever show an equal zest and zeal, And to the memory of these, all others e’er must kneel. Chorus — For we are jolly students in our Senior year; and while we're here We’ll sing a song that’s light and free ; And when we go we’ll leave our dear old black and red High o’er head! Sh-h-h-h ! Bo-om ! Whe-e-e-e ! We’re the class of nineteen three ! Four years we’ve been together, in all weather, dark and fair; Our life has had its pressing work, its gladness and its care ; Our hearts are bound together by a love so deep and true, 'Twill follow us where e’er we go, or in what e’er we do. The time is fast approaching when, dear class mates, we must part, Must take upon us life’s great care and play our little part. Simpson, give us now your blessing. May you prosper, flourish, grow. A fond goodbye we give you ; voices call us; we must go. Chorus— In the years that roll before us in the dim and great unknown, We’ll reap a glorious harvest for the love we here have sown. When the cares around us gather, when the world is dark and sear, Our hearts will turn with throbbing to the friendships we had here. The time is fast approaching when, dear classmates, we must part, Must take upon us life’s great care and play our little part. Oh, the love we here have kindled ; may it prosper, flourish, grow. The voices call us, classmates. Fond goodbye, for we must go. 122 Chorus— + The Sophomores 4- Of deeds, not all heroic, I will tell Of scraps and exes, ponies ridden hard, And many things that are a part of life To Freshmen. Preps and Sophomores so wise, But of the dignity of Senior's lore Or skill by many Juniors claimed as well I cannot speak. But yet I may recall To listener's minds some thoughts of happy days When carrying books and riding racers brisk And lounging on the campus vacant bells Was joy supreme to them. Or chance it they Rejoiced in gore and glory won upon The white-lined gridiron. All these things I'll speak And when I've finished you will thank me thrice For bringing to your mind these memories dear. I well remember one bright autumn day, When after chapel, on the campus green, Collected quick a surging, yelling crowd Of jolly students. Larger grew the crowd And voices, rising, thro’ the class-room swelled And there the poor unlucky fellows heard (Those who to class had hurried with their might To get back seats) and wished that they were out. Caps back and forth were flung—caps red and white. Ah! many a cap was lost that day and found Long after ’mcng some soph’more’s trophies kept. Help for the losing Freshmen came at last; For swiftly from the chapel, Prexie, stern, Came bearing down upon the busy crowd, With scowling face, and then in voice heard well Above the noise, he said, “Here boys, what means This unfortuitous concatenation? 123 At sundry and at divers times have I Told you that such unmitigated show Of donkishness will not be here endured? Then everyone remembered that a class Of which he was a member was just called To order, and he needs must haste his steps. Then soon again a deep peace reigned supreme O’er all the school. Not so with Prexie’s wrath. Straightway to all the class-rooms, visits made By him, brought terror into many hearts. And sadly from their places marched the ones Who bore the brunt of battle. Then the boys, Unlucky, who had missed the joy of strife But still the back seats held in class-room, thanked Their lucky stars that they had missed the fun. Thus far with timid Freshmen fate was hard. The boastful Sophomores, more daring grown, Not dreaming 1905 men e’er would dare Touch colors flaunted with such bravery, Hung high a flag—purple and white. And when the sun shone forth from out the east, There, high above their heads, the Freshmen saw The Soph’more colors. Short was doomed to be The glory of the daring Sophomores. For soon some Freshman with a ladder climbed Into a tree some half-score feet away From smoke-stack tall, and hauling after them The ladder, bridged the way from tree To towering chimney, and on the path thus formed A Freshman makes his slow way to the top. The wind holds out the doomed flag, straight and proud But quickly from the cold iron staff he tears The fluttering colors and then to the tree He climbs. But now a crowd of Sophs Has gathered ’round the tree. The Freshmen must Resort to strategy, and while the one Climbs slowly down the ladder to the ground, The other wraps the flag about his form And sliding down the back side of the tree Runs for his room. He gets a start before The Sophomores have seen him, but a prep. To win the Soph’more’s praise holds to the boy Just as he tries to pass, and Sophs in chase Close in around him. Fierce and long the fight But finally the freshman with the flag Departed from the struggling, fighting crowd And in the safety of a classmate's room The flag is then divided and to each Brave member of the class who fought that day A bow of captured colors is bestowed. But once again the Sophs and Freshmen met. The sophs came out half-way victorious; They claimed they liked the doughnuts very well But found the cider very hard...........to get. When next occasion fit was found for strife With upperclassmen, we had changed our name; We were the Sophs and they the Juniors wise, But though much skilled and learned in many an art The Juniors could not fit protection give To frisky Freshmen. So the tables turned. The Juniors found the role of guardian hard And filled the part of guarded better far. The Juniors struck much hard luck and the ground, Then Prexie struck a match and squelched the deal And all struck out for home at goodly pace To wonder what might be the end of all. But not kept long in doubt, for soon the day Brought tidings of vacation for a few. When we are Juniors and have put away The things of childhood and become as men, Of scraps and such things we will make an end, And from the chapel platform we’ll discuss The weighty questions that disturb the age And tell the antidotes for all men’s woes. And when our dignity has been increased By wearing of the sable cap and gown, We conquer all the universe and weep For undiscovered worlds in which to strive. 12G Sopbomone Class Song Tune— ’ ‘ Gypsy Gin!.’ ’ If you would learn the way and means Of things both great and small. You ought to be a Sophomore The Sophs, they know it all. They'll teach you anything on earth Whatever may betide. CHORUS. O, we're the Sophomores, The jolly Sophomores, O, we are the class of 1905; We are always at the head, Never follow, never led, O, we’re the class of 1905. When rcping Juniors is the game The Sophs are quick and strong; In scraps with Freshmen it's the same, The struggle’s never long; And if you want a thing done well The Sophs will do it best, They do things up right nice and swell Far better than the rest. CHO. Our colors fine, the red and white, Have ne'er been trailed in dust; To keep our honor ever bright We’ll fight if fight we must. And by each other we will stand Until the fight is through; If you're a Sophomore, my friend, The Sophs will stand by you. CHO. Hurrah! then, for the white and red, The class of naughty-five, True friends of Simpson we will be As long as we're alive, And oft in after years we'll think Of these dear happy days, And never hesitate to speak Our Alma Mater's praise. 128 SCENES FROM THE GRIDIRON Leaves Tnom a Tneshman’s Diary. EPTEMBER 9, Tuesday—Reached Indianola at noon to-day. Was met at the train by a Y. M. C. A. man who took me up to the college and showed me around. Saw several other men and lots of pretty girls at Ladies Hall, but can’t remember any of their names. Nobody has attempted to haze me yet. Maybe the Sopho- mores have not come back. September 10, Wednesday—Went around to see the President this forenoon. I had planned to take a Philosophical course, but he showed me that a Classical would be better for me. In the afternoon I tried to study. September 11, Thursday—Saw the President again and he told me he thought I ought to take the Philosophical course (Ph. B. as all the fellows say).' On second thought I agreed with him, so changed my course. September 12, Friday—This afternoon we Freshmen had a class meeting in the chapel and elected a fellow named Rogers president. There was a crowd of girls there, but I didn’t meet any. Guess I will board at the Hall. September 13, Saturday—Went to a reception given by the Y. M. C. A. to the men in the dining room at the Hall. (They call it a stag social for the fellows.) September 17, Wednesday—Went to a reception given to both men and women of the College this evening. Met several nice girls, espe- cially Miss Blank, who is a Freshman also. She told me some of the restrictions put upon the girls here which had just been explained to all the Freshmen. I’m going to get better acquainted with her in spite of restrictions. September 26, Friday — There was a football game to-day between the College team and the East Des Moines High School. I couldn’t go to it because I had to get my German for Monday. 130 October 6, Monday—Had our first experience in a class scrap to-night. Our girls gave us a party in the Ladies' Gym and the Sophs came monkeying around. They couldn’t hurt us, but soon we heard that the Sophs had all the Juniors tied down. So we went out and lit into them. Two or three of the Sophs got pretty badly hurt, but neither side licked the other, as Prexie (that’s what everyone says) came up and lit matches in our faces, and the Sophs all cleaned out. We had a grand time. I took Miss Blank home. She must have a nice Ma and Pa, from what she said. October 7, Tuesday — The Juniors and Seniors seem to think there may be trouble about the scrap. Hope the faculty will not expel any one. October 8, Wednesday—Well, the trouble came, and I guess I’ll have to leave. Six of the boys have been fired, and 1 have my trunk packed ready to go too. October 14, Tuesday — The class scrap's been settled all right. I have my room straightened up again. December 19, Friday—I’ve just finished my last term exam. 1 thought that the upper classmen exaggerated their accounts of these, but they went to the other extreme. I hope I passed in everything. Mother’ll think I ought to have gotten A as I did in the High School, but she’s never been here. I am glad this is the last day of schoo I this year. Gee, won’t it be fun to go back home for a while. January 5, Monday—I was really glad to get back and see all the fellows again. Queer how many friends a fellow makes here in a few months. April 21, Tuesday—One of the juniors told us today that the first thing the Sophs did when they came here as Freshmen was to have their crania examined by an X-ray and a veterinary, and then they proceeded to. order new class caps—a quarter size larger than their hat measure. Our class has nothing to be ashamed of in its record. Our men stand supreme in the athletics of the College. Baseball is sure to draw its doughtiest players from our ranks. See how we did the Sophs in basket ball. Look at the men we had on the Glee Club. As yet our orators have only shone in the class meetings, but there the “words flowed from their lips sweeter than honey. Ask the professors about our scholarship. They will tell you no more splendid minds ever came into their experience. Our recitations are a lasting pleasure to them. I wouldn t change to any other class in school. 131 Glass Sony. We are the class of the wine and gray. You’ll hear from us for many a day We are a class for fame renowned. No brighter can be found. Our boys and girls all love to work And from their duty never shirk. Oh! we will surely make a hit in 1906. The red and white think they are IT, But the're not in it — not a bit; The red and wine do them outshine. The class of 1906 The Seniors do seem very swell. But you can't sometimes always tell. But they will never do so well as 1906. Pi Phi Poem Once a little maiden fair with hair a golden hue Lay sound asleep upon the grass beneath a sky so blue, When merry infant Cupid with an arrow in a sling, Came swiftly flying through the air upon his golden wing. When lo! he spied a maiden sweet, and quick to show his art. His shining arrow aimed he at this youthful maiden's heart. At once he saw that this fair one his presence did not feel And then this wicked cupid thought that he a kiss would steal. So on his tiptoes standing, gently over her he bent, The shining sun around them there its radiant beauty lent. Across the maiden’s face so fair the gentle dream smiles flew While softly, sweetly over them the cooling breezes blew. When suddenly in front of them a robin did alight And naughty little Cupid was given such a fright. He quick.y spread his little wings and flew toward the west But his arrows, all forgotten, lay upon the maiden's breast. And she a moment after waking from her happy dream Upon her own fair bosom saw a tiny arrow gleam, Its little wings of purest white, its shaft of golden hue, Around it hung the colors, dregs of wine and silver blue. In memory of Cupid and this dainty maiden fair We Pi Beta Phis the shining arrow wear. And may we all so true and noble strive to be . That all may know we’ve sprung from love and golden purity. m FOR THIRTY-SIX YEARS the Zetaletheans have been a mighty factor in the history of Simpson College. We have not now with us one sister who can chronicle the events of all these years, for not yet does it require so long a time to complete the college course. We prefer to write our history on the installment plan and every two years to submit to the public an authentic statement of our transactions during the intervals which have elapsed between the publications of the Zenith. The aim of this society is literary development and our efforts toward that end have not been in vain, as is shown by records of con- tests, debates and chapel orations. Our orators. are serene and self-possessed. No quiver of the knee, no flutter of the heart, no shaking of the voice betrays her who has trained with the Zetaletheans. During the last two years we have enjoyed many social pleasures, of which the most enjoyable was a magnificent banquet given to the Zeta- letheans by our esteemed brothers, the Everetts. Cupid has invaded the ranks of our alumna and several sisters are now in a position to apply the rules of scientific cooking which they laid down for us, as well as to solve by actual experiment that question so earnestly debated by the Everetts, “Resolved that marriage is a failure.” May the fair daughters of Zetalethea bring new laurels to grace our beloved Alma Mater, and may the crowning virtue of all be that which our emblem symbolizes—Wisdom. Anna H. Perry. 134 EVERETT WE ARE CONSTANTLY in receipt of inquiries regarding the Everett Literary Society. As it is impossible to reply person- ally to all of these, we give below some of the questions most frequently asked with the answers to the same. Q. What is the Everett Literary Society ? A. The Everett Literary Society is a little band of about thirty-five undergraduate men of Simpson College, organized in the hope of bet- tering the literary style of its members, and of cultivating among them the ability to intelligently and forcibly address public assemblages. Q. How is this society governed ? A. It has a set of rules known as The Constitution and By-Laws, by which the organization is governed so long as the provisions of said rules do not conflict with the passing whims of the members. Q. When does the society hold its meetings ? A. Immediately after chapel if there is business requiring a full attendance. It is contrary to custom for all the members to come together at any other time; but a few of them meet every Friday evening, if there is nothing else going on. Q. Where are these meetings held ? A. In the east room on the third floor of the Chapel building, the same room occupied by the Zetaletheans, a ladies literary society. They are the Everetts' sisters. It was reported a few years ago that these two societies occupied the same chairs. While this is literally true it should be remembered that the ladies meet in the afternoon, so that both companies do not occupy the same chairs at the same time. Q. When was this society organized ? A. The Philomathian society was organized in 1866, and was succeeded in 1869 by the Everett society. During Cleveland's second administration, the Everetts, like the rest of the nation, passed through a period of depression. In 1895, it was found that the society harbored among its members a horde of vandals, who secured the records and burned them, and practically ruined the organization. The society was reorganized in the spring of 1895. combining with the Smithsonian society, and adopting the name Smith-Everett.” This is the organization which continues to the present; but the members preferring the older and simpler title, in the spring of 1901, dropped the prefix “Smith,” and readopted the name “Everett.” This is the oldest men’s organization in the school. It has on its rolls the names of many of the most prominent alumni. Q. It is, then, something of an honor to be a member of the Everett society ? A. It is generally understood that a Freshman, admitted to this society, will be an “it” by the beginning of his Senior year, if he doesn't work too hard. If he labors assiduously, he will not win “it” honors until a few years after he graduates. r fts ALPIAN V TO CHRONICLE the victories oi a literary society is to write the history of the development of the intellectual and social life. Each member who works honestly must develop. The quaking Fresh- man who delivered his first production with great fear and trembling, after a few terms is able to handle successfully and creditably a diffi- cult subject. He mingles with the multitude and in every contest with his fellows his social nature is strengthened. The Alpian Literary society has some advantages over her sister societies. The mingling of young men and women in intellectual pursuits tends to make both stronger, and develops that refinement which only the association of the two classes can give. Of the literary work a few points will suffice. Simpson has enjoyed the distinction of three times holding first honors in the State Orator- ical contest. Of the representatives of Simpson in these victories the Alpian society has furnished two. Of those who have represented Simpson in the last seven years in these contests the Alpian society has furnished six; and with sixteen colleges in the association Simpson has not held lower than fifth place and has twice held first. The spirit of oratory has always been encouraged by the Alpians. The society cares for the general literary development of all and not merely for the encouragement of a few. Victories, however, have had a sprinkling of defeat, but out of defeat has come new inspiration for fresh laurels. Loyal and true Alpians have always stood for a high grade of work. If the measure of collegiate success is the measure of future success the members of the Alpian society will be found in the front rank of life’s battle-line. M. R. T. Officers. Arthur Krell . Susie Wright . Carrie Hatcher Edwin S. Youtz . . President Vice-President . . Secretary . . Treasurer (ttmuu riiatnry Uiritib tn tli? Jfest I T,aV! l a i! i Cons «vvafory VvewS- -To d� s CALENDAR 1. 2. 5. 6. 10. 14. 14. 19. 21. 23. 24. 29 30. Harmany There are now three in the Keith family. Opening of the Bowling Alley. Matriculation address by Governor Cummins. Governor Cummins in chapel. Y. M. C. A. and Y. W. C. A. receptions. Junior Faculty meeting. Alpha Iota Phi. Burglars scale the scaffolding and make a desperate assault upon Ladies’ Hall. Pi Phi’s farewell to Miss Ivey. Delta Delta Delta and Pi Beta Phi reception to Kappa Theta Psi at Wm. Buxton. Jr. Zetes receive Everetts. Day of prayer for colleges. Dr. Jos. F. Berry, of Chicago, delivers two inspiring addresses. Gables are quarantined. 13 ) 'February. 3. Openirg basket ball schedule. Seniors 19. Freshmen i3 5. Jacob A. Riis lectures. 6 College quartette at Monroe. 7. Delit ••hop” at Mrs. Tarlcton’s. 8. $9,000 for Simpson. 8. Juniors 36. Sophomores 12. 10. Seniors 24, Sophomores 12. 11. Musics Farmer Party. 13. Prof. Tilton leads chapel. 13. Highland, Park 24, Simpson 15. 14. Juniors 34, Freshman 18. 16. President receives Sophomores. 17. Bertha M. Sloan recital. 19. Knepper-Ward episode. Moral 20. Baker 3, Simpson 0. 21. Seniors 28, Juniors 28. Freshmen 27, Sophomores 10. 21. Delta Delta Delta and Pi Beta Phi reception to Alpha Iota Phi. 23. John Temple Graves’ lecture. 27. What was to be Founders ar.d Benefactors’ day turns cut to be Talley’s day. 28. Closing basket ball schedule. Seniors-Ssphomores 32; Juniors- Freshman 20. 140 IHarcb. 2. Reception to the state winner. 2. Kappa Theta Psi farewell to Ernest Rea. 4. R. G. McCutchan recital. 4. Lowell banquet. 7. Alpian ladies receive Alpian gents. 7. Pi Beta Phi to May Larimer. 9. Lecture by Hamilton W. Mabie. 9. Baseball practice begins. 11. Convocation again. 14. Delta Delta Delta to Mary Grafton. 16. Leland T. Powers in “Monsieur Beaucaire and “Taming of the Shrew.” 17. Dwight F. Henderson “orates.” 19. Glee Club home concert. 23. Glee Club tour opens at Chariton. 26. Winter term closes. 31. Spring term registration. HI April 4. Y. M. C. A. and Y. W. C. A. reception. “Hare and hound chase.” 6. Return of the Glee Club. 8. Sophomore reception. 1 1. Juniors at Brackney’s. 14. A. D. Middleton secures position as choir master at Erie, Penn 15. Opening baseball schedule; Simpson 8, Indianola 3. 16. “Enlisted for the War.” 18. Simpson-Still. n: September. 2. 6. 8. 8. 10. 10. 10. 13. 17. 27. Mrs. A. D. Middleton. President Shelton returns from Europe. “Bob’’ begins oiling up the College wheels. The first rap of the President summons the trembling newcomer to the sanctum sanctorum. Dr. F. J. Van Horn of Des Moines gives an inspiring address on “The Boy in Your Eye.” All candidates for the Freshman class are required to pass a special examination in English Grammar. Football practice begins. Y. M. C. A. and Y. W. C. A. receive. Senior reception. Simpson meets the lads from East Des Moines for a practice game and get a Itttle more than “practice” out of it. m October. 1. The Freshies festival in the Ladies’ Gym. The Juniors on the campus. The Sophs on the Juniors. The Seniors on the fence. 1. The Senior orations opened by Talbot. 3. Simpson rubs it in” to the Osteops. 4. The Pi Phi's receive their Des Moines sisters. 4. The Delta girls are received by the Alliance sisters in urbe.’’ 7. Prof. F. W. Keith wins prize at Iowa State Fair. 10. Simpson 6, Missouri 1 1. 12. Simpson day at M. E. church. 14. Prof. Marsh in Seven-Oaks. 16. Eclipse of the moon. Senior astronomy enthusiasts afforded a fine treat. 21. Iowa 10, Simpson 0. Broken collar bones and split fingers. 22. Library benefit concert. 24. Ki llonian banquet. 27. Senior boys receive Senior girls. 29. Y. W. C. A. convention delegates leave for Sioux City, 31. Hallow-e’en. 144 novembei . 1. Anybody that doesn’t remember this day should tie a tag on him- self. Simpson 6, Drake 5. 1. The Pi Phi girls receive their friends at J. M. Anderson's. 2. Music Club organized. 3. Rae L. Dean, '02, leads chapel. 5. Geo. Hamlin concert. 7. A day of many events. Simpson 1 1, Grinnell 6 — but, dear me ! 7. Everett-Zete co-debate on a Senior problem. 7. “Mr. President, you couldn’t hire me to get married.” 7. Bart and Miss Ivey have a falling out. 12. Wedding bells again. Mrs. A. J. Neill. 12. Freshman banquet. 14. Myrtle Reid is heard from again. 17. A new constellation. “Kappa Theta Psi.” 18. Gertrude H. Brown starts the Juniors off. 18. Simpson 29, Normal 5; another scare. 27. Simpson loses state championship to Ames in hard fought game — 1 1' to 18. 145 December. 1. 3. 3-4 4. 5. 8. 9. 10. 10. 11. 11. 11,. , 12. 12. 12. 16. 17. Eric Gus Osen — a rip tail snorter. Enthusiasm day. Debaters wanted. “Bohemian Girl.” Reception to the “Bohemian Girl” at Lem's. Deltas at Anna Perry’s. Home contest. M. R. Talley wins on “Anglo-Saxon Supremacy.” Convocation. “Now will you be good.” Opening of new conservatory. Monthly revision of Faculty code. President Shelton receives athletes. Mrs. Tucker’s farewell supper. Labor Union elects R. B. Sheppard Chief Striker. Herman Forrester ’98 receives appointment to American Church at Rome. Everetts triumph over Kallonians in forensic contest. Baker debaters chosen, Morgan, Thomas, Berry and Sheppard. Fred V. Evans recital. Glee Club concert. 146 Diamond Gridiron History WE PUBLISH below the record of baseball and football games played by representative teams during the years of 1893 to 1902 inclusive. Record of the baseball games of 1894 are omitted, as there were no regularly scheduled games, and practically no organization. Records farther back than 1893 are not given, as in those days there was no attempt to play strictly college men. Football, as has been related, was first played in 1892, in which year Simpson lost the only two games she played, but the Simpsonian of that year gives no record of the teams played nor the score. Baseball. Simpson 17, Des Moines College 8. Simpson 10, Indianola 2. Simpson 16. Highland Park 17. Simpson 33. E. D. M. H. S. 9. Simpson 8, Sandyville 9. Simpson 26, D. M. Cycling Club 16. Simpson 17, D. M. Cycling Club 15. Simpson 8, Indianola 7. Simpson 31. Des Moines College 11. Simpson 6, Burberry Cheshire Stars 4. Simpson 18, Drake 14. Simpson 5. Carlisle 4. Simpson 8, Drake, 6. Simpson 7, Grinnell 18, Simpson 1, Highland Park 8. Simpson 9, Indianola 12 Simpson 0, Highland Park 5. Simpson 13, Indianola 5. Simpson 2. Nebraska Indians 12. Simpson 1, Nebraska Indians 5. 147 Simpson 5. Highland Park 4. Simpson 7. Highland Park 0. Simpson 7, Alumni 4. Simpson 10, D. M. Cycling Club 7. Simpson 12. D. M. Monarchs 4. Simpson 10, Sandyville 4. Simpson 8, Burberry Cheshire Stars 10. Simpson 8, D. M. Y. M. C. A. 6. Simpson 13. Ames 11. Simpson 7. D. M. M. W. A. 23. Simpson 1, M. V . A. 11. Simpson 3, Y. M. C. A, 9. Simpson 4. Grinnell 10. Simpson 1. Highland Park 13. Simpson 8, Indianola 6. Simpson 4. Grinnell 9. Simpson 8. C. C. C. C, 3. Simpson 9, Alumni 4. 1893 1895 1896 1897 1898 1899 1900 Simpson 2. Nebraska Indians 14. Simpson 6, Iowa 9. Simpson 0. Des Moines i L) 18. Simpson 8. Ames 3. Simpson 3. Highland Park 11. Simpson 4. Highland Park 15. Simpson 4. Highland Park 4. Simpson 5. Upper Iowa 3. Simpson 8. Indianola 7. Simpson 7, Alumni 6. 1901 Simpson 4, Cornell 6. Simpson 4. Iowa 8. Simpson 3. Kansas University 2. Simpson 7. Upper Iowa 6. Simpson 9. Still C. 0. 7. Simpson 12. Highland Park 7. Simpson 4. Nebraska U. 5. Simpson 6, Winterset, 5. Simpson 6. Highland Park 31. Simpson 11. Alumni 9. Simpson 11, Grinnell 1 1902 Simpson 3. Drake 11. Simpson 0, Western 8. Simpson 14, Normal 1. Simpson 3. Normal 11. Simpson 6. Kansas U. 1 1. Simpson 0. Drake 5. Simpson 4, Grinnell 14. Simpson 9, Coe 3. Simpson 7, Creighton 11. Simpson 2. Ames 1. Simpson 3, Cornell 6. Simpson 4, Drake 4. Simpson 1, Coe 6, Simpson 6. Alumni 1. The following summary may be of some interest : 148 Football 1893 Simpson 28. Des Moines College 0. Simpson 6. Drake 0. Simpson 44, Des Moines H. S. 0. Simpson 64. Drake 0. Simpson 32, Des Moines Y. M. C. Simpson 0. Grinnell 54. Simpson 0, Ames 28. Simpson 6. Des Moines Y. M. C. A. Simpson 28, Drake 0. Simpson 0. Des Moines Y. M. C. A. Simpson 18. Drake 16. Simpson 28. Parsons 6. Simpson 0. Y. M. C. A. 18. Simpson 0. Ames 44. Simpson 4. Grinnell 24. Simpson 28, Highland Park 0. Simpson 83. Highland Park 0. Simpson 0. Penn 5. Simpson 34. East Des Moines H. S. Simpson 6. Des Moines College 0. Simpson 35, Des Moines College 0. Simpson 0, Ames 18. 1894 Simpson 18. Des Moines H. S. 0. Simpson 0. Panora 10. 4. Simpson 6, Panora 6. 1895 0. Simpson 0, Y. M. C. A. 24. 1896 Simpson 18. Drake 12. Simpson 6. Penn 24. 1897 Simpson 52, Des Moines College 0. 1898 Simpson 24. Knoxville 0. Simpson 0. Iowa 12. Simpson 0, Penn 32. 1899 . Simpson 0. Grinnell 5. Simpson 17. Boone 0. Simpson 22, Tarkio 0. Simpson 23, East Des Moines H. S. Simpson 17. Penn 0. Simpson 0, Iowa 47. Simpson 50. Des Moines College 0. SimDSon 0. Ames 0. Simpson 27. Des Moines H. S. 0. Simpson 35. Des Moines College 0. Simpson 10, Missouri U. 0. Simpson 27. Cornell 10. Simp?on 6, Normal 6. Simpson 17. East Des Moines H. S. Simpson 30. Still C. O. 0. Simpson 6. Missouri U. 11. Simpson 0. Iowa 10. 1900 Simpson 5. Drake 6. Simpson 6. Monmouth 0. Simpson 33. Normal 0. Simpson 38. Penn 0. 1901 Simpson 10, Drake 5. Simpson 0. Grinnell 35. Simpson 46. Penn 0. Simpson 12, Ames 0. 1902 . Simpson 6, Drake 5. Simpson 11. Grinnell 6. Simpson 29. Normal 5. Simpson 11. Ames 18. 14!� Football Histony. Football in Simpson had its origin in the fall of 1892. Melvin E. Quint, Simpson, '92, was coach and captain, and the team played two games with outside teams, losing both, the score and name of their op- ponents not being recorded. But all successful athletic teams must first undergo a period of defeat and discouragement, and the harvest of those two defeats of 1892 was reaped by the team of 1893. The great 1893 team was composed of old and experienced men, who had physical advantages to back up their mental, and the team played through a season with astonishing results. The Des Moines Y. M. C. A. team wasattha time the acknowledged champion team of the state, but it fell before the brawny lads from Simpson to the decisive score of 32 to 0. Simpson did not have a chance to play the University of Iowa nor Grinnell, but defeated Drake finally by the overwhelming score of 65 to 0, and on the basis of comparative scores took the college cham- pionship of the state for that year. There were a number of old stars on that team whose names are well remembered at Simpson even yet. The following was the line-up: Homan, Capt., r. e., Beebe, r. t., Woods, r. g., Bentley, c., Kennedy, 1. g., Hal McNeil, 1. t., Morris, 1. e., Kern, q. b., Sweet, 1. h. b., Lauck, r. h. b., George Clammer, f. b. An article appeared in the December Simpsonian for the fall of 1892 which was so interesting that it was deemed worthy of publication in the Zenith. “ Last year ( 1891) athletics was a lost art at Simpson. The school could not support a respectable baseball team, neither were we in it in football, while in tennis alone, could we boast of a few second rate champions. But of late the old order has been revolutionized and a new impetus has been given to field sports. The football fever,— more contagious than the Asiatic cholera—has passed over from old England across the stormy Atlantic, eluded the quarantine officials and entered our ports. And now from New York to San Francisco, from Duluth to Corpus Christi, the merits of the rolling V, the touchdown and the snapback are discussed by enthusiastic crowds. “We spend whole afternoons beneath dull November skies with numbed fingers and.frost-bitten toes; we uncomplainingly submit to the aucratic decrees of the umpire dressed in a little brief authority; we laboriously read long colums in daily papers on this ubiquitous theme, —all this we do, because it is the thing. And here at Simpson, as we were saying, this epidemic has taken a firm hold. Elevens have been 150 organized, associations formed and assessments levied. All other fads have been snowed under, knocked out, annihilated, sat upon, squelched. No longer can the uninformed on football talk intelligently. He who is not up in the technique of the game, sinks into innocuous silence and listens in wonder to the complicated jargon of the football savant. Transcendentalism won't do, theosophy is a little hazy, politics are stale, philosophy is a bore, metaphysics is hard on the digestion, and so, if you want a good theme for conversation that is in every sense ac- ceptable, talk football. Summary of Football Games. Games Won Games Lost Pts. Scored (S) Pts. Scored 1893 5 0 174 0 1894 3 3 58 102 1895 !' fit. 18 40 1896 2 3 52 104 1897 1 1 56 24 1898 3 3 135 49 1899 5 2 1 14 23 1900 6 2 172 53 1901 7 1 173 56 1902 5 3 110 55 38 19 1062 506 151 The Tootbcill Season of 1902. WHEN Graham Reid began his athletic training at Simpson the wise critics said that he would never make a player; he was alto- gether too eager. Asa back he was always starting too quickly for the quarter and running away from the ball. Consequently, fumbles; consequently, growls from the side lines. After two years the critics began to see that Reid wasn't a “quitter ’ but was always on hand and at work. Even before he had won the name of Simp- son's best full back, it was learned that he had an excel- lent combination of energy and a “never-say-die” spirit of determination. That is largely the reason that the Simpson eleven of 1902 brought more well-earned fame and recognition of merit to our school than any other team in our athletic history. This was not due to good luck. (Luck, by the way, is something in which every athlete must by nature be- lieve; he learned to believe in it when he first went fish- ing.) Luck was certainly with the other fellows in 1902. With less of first-class material at the opening of the season than has been available for several years; without an experienced quarter; with a slow, light, com- paratively light back field; with limited, apparently un- satisfactory material for substitutes, the outlook was certainly not satisfactory. In addition to this unfavorable beginning there were probably more serious injuries to the strong players than in any other of Simpson’s teams, so that in no two games of the season was the same line-up presented to its opponents. Yet Reid, with the very efficient aid of McNeil and the co-operation of “Cap” Rogers, sleep- lessly fought all discouragements and perfected the team in power, speed and endurance until that Thanksgiving game on Ames field was probably the best exhibition of the American college game ever seen in Iowa. It was not an erratic team. Its opponents never celebrated a slaughter of Simpson’s innocents. At Missouri they didn’t breathe easy until the whistle blew the last time. Iowa was played off their feet in the second half, and if two or three “ifs” had been resolved dif- ferently the boasted ascendancy of the University might indeed have “gone glimmering.” But two practice games were played. East High of Des Moines and the Bone-rubbers from Still were beaten 17 to 0 and 30 to 0 res- 152 pectively. Missouri University next won an unsatisfactory victory, score 11 to 6, and Simpson made a beginning on her choice collection of cripples. At Iowa City hard luck, assisted by some poor judgment, gave Iowa a hard-earned victory consisting of one field goal and a touchdown failing goal, score 10 to 0. Here, also, Simpson got a lib- eral increase to her collection of cripples. And then came Drake. Of course it isn't the first time they have come. The first time was in '93 and the next time was in '94. In three games played in those two years the score was 98 to 0 in our favor. Since '94 they have not ven- tured south of the city limits, until the ’02 team got ready for them. Of course we hated to beat them, but we have become so used to that that we are able to endure it. It was a fine game in which Simpson deserved the victory of 6 to 5. The scoring was made by a touchdown and goal by Simpson and a field goal by Drake. We do not turn back the pages of history to trace our football re- lations with Grinnell, as the story would not be of sufficient interest for the present generation, and of entirely too much interest for those who have passed off the stage of action. We may simply remark in pass- ing 1 hat Grinnell never received a correct impression of Simpson's big foot upon her prostrate neck until “Cap'’ Rogers’ men performed the ceremony last fall. The score was 11 to 6. The State Normal had very high ambitions and a good team, but had to be content with 5 points against Simpson’s 29. They were decently buried, McCutcheon of Iowa pronouncing the eulogy. The season closed with the heart-breaking game at Ames in which the score was 18 to 11 against us, but in which the spectators were treated to sixty-five minutes of superb football. It was a game that made you think that, because you had seen it, you had not lived in vain. This closed the season of 1902, and the team with its record passed into history. Some of its members may assist Simpson next fall to win even a better place in Iowa football. Some of them may never again don canvas and sweater. But to each of them, in however peaceful paths they may hereafter walk, will come moments when at thought of those splendid contests muscles will stiffen, nerves be afire, and brain, and every faculty reel with the strain of the again-lived strug- gle. And each member of that team and those who made it a success may ever.have the satisfacticn of knowing that their hard work, bruises, honorable scars and manly conduct brought nothing but credit to Simp- son and glory to the Eleven of Nineteen-two. Geo. Clammer, '95. INTERIOR GYMNASIUM VIEWS Basket Ball. Coach Griffith, in the winter of 1901-2, introduced the game of basket ball into Simpson’s athletic circles. It had been played in the days gone by—but only in a dilatory manner, none ever believing it worth much attention. Mr. Griffith’s efforts bore fruit in the produc- tion of a number of remarkable players, remarkable considering their experience. This year the first and only match game in the history of basket ball was played with Highland Park, resulting in a victory for that school by a score of 24 to 15. Class games have been the feature of this sport in Simpson. In 1902 championship honors were carried off by the class of 1904. This year in a desperate contest the honors were wrested from her by the class of 1903. Following are appended the scores of the 1903 cham- pionship series: Seniors 19, Freshmen 13. Juniors 36, Sophomores 12. Seniors 24, Sophomores 12. Juniors 34, Freshmen 18. Freshmen 27 Sophomores 10. Seniors 38, Juniors 29. Violets. HEY were walking, he and she, in the soft light of the sinking sun. which threw long shadows across their path. The odor of plum blossoms was in the air, and all about their feet the violets blew in dainty splendor. And because the spring was in his blood, and be- cause she was fair to look upon, he had offered her his life, had de- clared her his divinity, had only asked in return her love. She smiled and quoted to the violets in her hand: “But Dorothy. I’m in earnest.” “Of course you are, that is why you are so amusing; because you are always in earnest.” “So I’m amusing?” “Well, yes, unless you try to be.” And she laughed at him, her blue eyes sparkling over the violets she held in her hands. “Besides you know you’re not through school yet. Why, Jamie, you’re just a boy.” The tan on his cheeks deepened and he turned to her eagerly. “1 shall finish my course next year, and Dorothy it isn’t just the spring. The first time I ever saw you I loved you. It was just a year ago. Don’t you remember your fraternity all came en masse to the term reception and all in white with violets and they introduced me to you as the new member. Dorothy, you were, you were —superb, in white and with violets. I loved you then.” “That was last spring. See, Jamie, always the spring and vio- lets.” “Yes violets, true blue and at your feet—until you raise them.” “Oh Jamie, how poetical: and true too, for violets only come in spring.” “In the spring a livelier iris changes On the burnished dove ; In the Spring a young man’s fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of love.” The snow was falling lazily, but surely doing its work, covering the earth with white humps, mounds and spires and bumps. The library fire burned warm and Jamie and his cousin Madge sat side by side watching the glowing embers. ■•Just the time for confidences aud confessions and such things. Now Jamie, if you weren’t you this would be beautifully romantic. “How very complimentary—but what if I should tell you some- thing secret? Confide, etc. “Oh Jamie, that would be immense. “Doubtless, by the time I heard it again.” “Honest, 1 won't tell. “Never? “Never. “Yes you would. Why you’d have to tell Dorothy. Girls who have roomed together as you two. can't keep from telling each other everything. “No, 1 won't tell even Dorothy. Please Jamie, now do tell me. It sha’n't ever be repeated. “Not even to Dorothy? “Not even to Dorothy. “Well, here goes. Last spring a girl jilted me and” very dole- fully “my heart is gone. See here, if you think this is a joke I won't finish. “I won’t laugh any more, and Miss Madge's face was flushed with the effort to keep her word. “Well, Margaret Thomas, he continued, blushing, “is a—well a —this is rather embarrassing to a fellow but—a---- “Yes, Jamie, she is dreadfully in love with you.” .“I'm going to ask her to marry me. “What! “I’m going to marry her. “Jamie, are you quite sure you’re feeling well? “Madge you’re insulting. Now listen: I am going to ask Mar- garet Thomas to marry me, and you have promised to tell no one—not even Dorothy. After he had gone, the amazement of the news began to grow greater and little Madge began to feel the weight of her secret. Just think, that Thomas girl was actually going to get Jamie after all. Madge began by thinking of her promise to tell not even Dorothy, and 157 ended by putting on her coat and going immediately to tell just Dor- othy. An hour later Jamie Bancroft stood holding a bunch of beautiful California violets, and reading the note which had come with them: “Some violets bloom always. Come immediately.” And he smiled the self-satisfied smile of a man who has success- fully carried through a scheme and he thought as he boarded the car: “However complicated the feminine character, I have evidently a fair understanding of two women.” And the car bore him, smiling still, even to Dorothy’s doors. liprp, nohi tltppp, tlirouyliout tljp rahayph fjglhs, lulu rising sntokp as tnmtsp fills thp sky— All natures soft yraypr to tljp liast’niny Sun (To tarry still auh ylpasing inarmtlj suyyly. (Tljp Itiorlh is all afirp biitlj rrimsnu flamp. Auh likp a mottlph hrayon's hast pxpausp IGiPS o’pr tljp sun-batljph Ijill, auh strptrljps far Arross tljp brook, luljrrp ylattritty shabnhis haurp. Aium tljp pnbious htinhs romp Ijnrtliny on; Auh all tljp glory of thp nak is torn IFrum its broah hrpast; as mptpor sljofoprs tljp Ipabps Arr mt tljp bosom of tl?p south Itrinh borup. § a miS tljp glory auh tltp ylpaiti of my Urst hays, sljall 3 bp strip! of ntanljooh s yracp; Auh npatlj tljp sitolit atoait my hay ioljprpott (Tljp £ un of IGifp ITU spp as farp to farp. Dorothy. G. H. B. Autumn. Prognostication of Osculation Prefixion is occasionally permissible. Consequently a compenda- rious programma comprehending a few proleptical ruminations may escape reprehension. But since an unpretentious pauciloquy is unproductive of logomachistic encounters an unprocrastinated conclusion may be anticipated. Ponderous dilators and propagandists of diversified proclivities have expounded with pompous effusion and eminent pulchritude of expression and frequently with violent vociferation, tenebrous and lutulent postu- lates of incomprehensible ponderosity. Untold lucubration uncharac- terized by luskishness or oscitation was luciferously expended upon these gossamer speculations. And contemporaneous mortals wherever encountered by these intellectual luminaries with quotidian recurrence compromised the vertical posture of their corporeal domiciles for a hor- izontal prostration in humiliating proximity to their terrestrial abode. This quizzical oblectation to our venerable progenitors collaterally pro- gressing to the inevitable termination of their laborious researches semi- abruptly terminated. Consequently modern explicators of labyrinthine doctrines are denied the inspirational effect of contemporaneous homage and as a prognosticator of osculation we must proceed without undue pragmaticalness or prolixious ambiguity to a diminutive exegesis of this heaven-producing phenomenon. All malapropos speculations regarding ramifications will be precluded. A genealogical tabulation of our sub-human ancestors of arboreal habits with a lusorious attempt to resuscitate primitive prognostications of osculation could only terminate in loquacious speculations and would undubitably satiate in spite of the most heroic regurgitations. More- over inquisitive perusals of antiquated memoirs even with paradigmatical serenitude could be productive only of unluciferous divulgations and their absolute incompatibility with existing conditions would be manifest. Scribatious commentators upon the primeval biped might indulge in maledicency or scrobrousness of expression and with reprehensible pusillanimity be tempted to denominate his barbaric progenitors as uncouth rampallians. Such maladroitness and verbiage might terminate in schismaticalness among contemporaries and result prejudicially to prevalent serenity. Impertinent implorations for intellectual puissance to illuminate the tenebrous regions of ones cranial appendage to those rendered amicable by proximity of location and frequency of intercourse 159 in order to formulate elaborate and perspicuous theories for public perusal would be deserving of incompassionate reprehension. Hence after prolonged ruminations and repeated reminiscences, being incapable of formulating an inclavated explication from personal experience, an unprocrastinated termination must characterize these compendiarious and unlogomachistic cogitations relative to prognostications of these facial contortions and labial reverberations. '03 ®Irl (Strlri ami %ed. (Tunc nf uld L uug jlunc.) (Come, sing with me a tribute lag, Ta dear old gold and red; Those colors which to uictorg, Haue long and often led. T|es, sing a song of tribute true. Then all will not be said, (Of all the worth and beautg too, ©f fair old gold and red. TJheuj wDrning comeih o’er the hills TUith firm and euen tread. Far flinging wide, the earth he fills Lilith fair old gold and red. dtUhen euening paints the western skg, .And other tints ha nr fled. There lingers still with blessings high The dear nld gold and red. TJhen other dags shall come to me, TJheu college dags haue fled. The fairest colors still to see, '(Uill be old gold and red. Jtf fame and fortune be mg part, ©r grief and sorrow dread, tl still shall turn with throbbing heart, To dear old gold and red. (Oatherine ftlgrtle TUid. J Fneak THE PROFESSOR had for a long time anticipated a journey to the woods in company with his biological class. The day was one of promise and the students were awaiting with nervous excite- ment for the appointed time. They had prepared beforehand all the paraphernalia necessary for the trapping of the different sorts of bugs and worms and toads and snakes and mice and other things too numer- ous to mention. On the morning of the aforesaid day three hacks drove up beside the great steps of the Science Hall where were the students with eagerness waiting. They all crowded in the vehicles with haste, and after many shouts they were off. For a few hours they flew steadily and speedily on, until they came to a gate which they opened and went through. Such a place of beauty never before met their gaze. All were calm until the professor alighted from his carriage and shouted lustily, “Forward the bicolgy class! Charge for the bugs! and into the thickest woods flew the poor creatures. Bugs to the right of them, snakes to the left of them, toads hopping and skipping in front of them. Now in the rear of this grove was a pond covered with beautiful pond lilies. At the bottom sat a snake, an old frog and a baby frog, a fish and a fishworm. Hearing the noise, the old frog shook his head sadly and said to his friends: “I know what causes that impulse which strikes the organs of hearing. That is the biology class and they’re hunting us for specimens. They will butcher us in cold blood. Well do 1 remember when I was a tadpole how I merely escaped their cruel clutches. So I warn you to keep close to the bottom of this pond. The baby frog, who was very curious, had no idea what a biology class was, and thinking perhaps it was something good to eat, made up his mind to investigate. So he began to whistle and pat his foot in rhythm to the music, so as to pretend to the old mother frog that he was wholly unconcerned. But out of the corner of the eye he watched the old frog doze away under the magic spell of his music. He was so pleased over the prospect of getting away so easily that he picked out the softest puddle of mud and stood in it—on his head ! Then he began to paddle for the top of the water to hunt for that biology aggregation. He climbed upon a big green lily leaf and sat with turned in toes and rolled his eyes about wondering if he would know a biological-class if he'd see one, when he felt himself lifted emphatically from his toes and carried away very rapidly. He sighed and great' big, briny tears rolled down his green jacket onto his feet. How long he ici was in this prison he could not tell. But all at once a happy thought struck him and his face broke out into a broad grin and he gave a loud hoarse croak of joy. With that the young man who held him opened the prison and peeped in. The frog was surprised with so sudden an instrusion, but bowed an excuse and winked. As he winked, the young man felt a thrill go through his whole being. Upon recovery from the shock, he was amazed to find he could understand and interpret the croaking of the frog. He listened and this is what he heard : Come with me and 1 will make you the richest man in all the world, if you will only set me free.” The young man meekly bowed for he was too .astonished to speak. The frog leaped to the ground and away thru the weeds, the young man following. On they went until they came to the pond where he had found his frog. Here the frog stopped and said: Now, in order that you may gain this wealth you must be transformed into a frog, and to be that you must eat this,” and he handed the young man a large piece of laughing gas which he ate with relish. Imme- diately his face broke out in a broad grin, which growing gradually larger, finally slipped over him, leaving him in the form of a frog of the same color and dimensions as his partner. They hopped together to the edge of the pond and in with a splash. The baby frog led him to a little nook in one corner which was his bedroom. There he opened a tiny door which revealed a narrow stairway just large enough for one frog at a time to descend. The baby frog leading the way the transformed frog followed. They came to a large room which was literally full of bright gold dollars, silver dollars, quarters, dimes, nickels and pennies. Now,” said the baby frog, help yourself.” The new friend(?) frog was amazed. He had never before seen so much money at one time. He started to pick it up. Then he remembered that he was a frog and could not. What should he do? He was terrified when he remem- bered that he was a frog. Never before had he stopped to wonder if he should ever be changed into a boy again, and now the realization of the awful calamity was appalling. He sat down upon the steps beside the baby frog and croaked and great tears fell down at his feet. One great salty crystal tear stole down the left side of his head and fell to the floor. Grief siezed the baby frog and he began to croak and great tears rolled down at his feet. One great tear, crystal and salty, stele down the face of the baby frog and fell to the floor. Gradually these two crystal tears rolled nearer each other until with one great crash they rolled together, bursted and crystals flew in every direction. And from 162 the. mass of broken tears issued the form of a fairy with shining hair, who held a wand of gold. She stood before them in all her magic beauty. The frogs stared in amazement. She began to speak in solemn and awful tones: “I am queen over this wealth. 1 was placed to guard these shining pieces until two sorrowing hearts should mingle their tears in this place. When ten years shall have expired, you shall both be transformed to human beings and reign forever, lords over the wealth before you.” With that, she disappeared. Years came and years went. The sun beat upon that pond until the hot rays acted upon the H ., 0 in such a manner that it was con- verted into vapor specifically lighter than atmospheric air, while the amphibious quadrupeds of the genus Rana were deprived of respiration and rendered incapable of resuscitation, and passed into that bourne from whence no amphibian ever returneth. V. B. ‘04. J ittfe cakes of soap, Jfittle drops of Water, Ddlaf e a presides ’ paddies, Js oof just lif[c tftey ougfter. Of nature triages a Wrecf , Jjfnd affrays rains Cif{e J£ec! rams —W- Snefton. The Rose’s Stony Twas the land of fair Iowa, Land where all the trees and flowers Join to make the people happy, Join to make all strangers welcome. Make the sad forget their sadness, Make the lowly heart more joyous. Birds were singing in the branches Where the wind with gentle breezes Made the leaves on every maple Glitter in the morning sunbeams. Herds were grazing on the hillsides, Lowing as they cropped the clover. Clover sparkling with the dewdrops. Rippling through the quiet valleys Every streamlet seemed to sparkle With a feeling of contentment. Still with sadness in its murmur, Sadness caused by thoughts of leaving, Fearing it again would never Flow through such a land of beauty. Then it was a tender blossom, Bloomingjn a quiet corner, Where two fences came together Guarding with their cruel edges This fair rose from careless passers, Whispered to the gentle zephyrs, Blushing as they kissed her petals. “Wait and I will tell a story Why my cheeks are always blushing Why my leaves and twigs are thorny.’’ Then the gentle zephyr answered “1 have often vainly wondered Why your branches were so thorny While your blossoms are so lovely, Tell me, lovely rose, your story.” So the little rose related Blushing deeper as she told it: “Once there was a lovely maiden Living in this pleasant valley. Copper hued were all her kinsmen. Fairer she than any lily. Roses in her cheeks were blooming And her hair was long and flowing. Nature ever was her servant, Every sunbeam falling on her Made her seem a little fairer, Every shadow flitting o’er her Only heightened more her beauty. All her actions were so graceful That to see her in the forest Walking there in love with nature One would think he saw a fairy That some goddess, pleasure seeking. Was before his vision floating. Daughter of the good chief Mezpa All the sturdy warriors knew her, Loved to watch her pass their wigwams, Loved to hear her praise their valor. ’ Mongst the warriors whom her father Kept about him on his journeys Was the mighty hunter Nokor, Strong and stout was he, Yet he loved this little maiden; Though he loved the bloody warpath Yet he loved her even better, Loved her as he loved no other. Oft he dreamed of fair Saloma, Dreamed that she was in his wigwam, Waiting there to greet his coming. Yet he feared to tell the maiden, Feared to say to her he loved her, Feared she would with scorn refuse him As she had her other suitors. But one morning when returning From a land far down the valley. Bearing on his back the bison Pierced through by a glancing arrow, Her he saw come forth to meet him, Seemed so joyous at his coming, Praised him for his skill in hunting, That it made his heart bolder, And he spoke thus to the maiden: •Maid, they call me mighty hunter, See the spoil 1 lay before you And I still may hunt for others, For my arm is strong and tireless. I can speed an arrow farther Than the strongest of my brothers. 1 will furnish food for winter, I will slay the beasts of forests. Slay them as I slew this bison. Slay them as 1 slew the white man Wandering in the red man’s country. For 1 scorn the paleface cowards, Not fear I the white man's bullets, I will drive him from my country And we two shall be united. Thou wilt come into my wigwam ?' Then the lovely maiden answered: ‘Oft have I admired thy valor. Gladly will I be thy helpmeet. Though 1 love my father’s dwelling I will leave it and be happy, Knowing thou art my protector.’ Strolling home they went together. But why tarry any longer. These fair scenes were soon forgotten Nevermore to be repeated. On the morrow on the warpath All the brave and gallant warriors Went to fight the hated paleface, Fight to drive him from their country. Decked in war paint with their arrows Glittering in their crowded quivers, With defiance in their warwhoop Boldly they went forth to battle. But, alas, the evening found them Beaten by the hardy white man, 1GC And among the slain in battle Was the mighty hunter, Nokor. Vainly did the maiden tarry, Peering through the evening twilight. Never more her warrior lover Came to tell her of the conflict. For his body lay that evening Where fell at front of battle, Pierced by bullets of the white man, Scorned the most of all the foemen. Quickly faded were the roses From the cheeks of fair Saloma, And her step grew slow and feeble Waiting for the lost brave, Nokor. Soon no longer in the forest Wandered she at morning breaking, And ere long she joined her lover In the happy hunting country. O'er her grave there sprung a flower. Budded, blossomed and then faded, Faded like the lovely roses In the cheeks of fair Saloma. Rough and thorny were the branches But the blossom was all beauty, And the blossom was the wild rose.” Thus the rose had told her story To the softly passing zephyr. But, alas, her beauty faded, Faded while she told her story. And the breezes hurling past her Threw her petals on the grasses Leaving naught but thorny bushes Where before a lovely blossom Flourished in that quiet corner Where two fences came together. 167 E. E. Y. '04. Jin Jltnny Incident The incident that I mention happened at old Fort Arbuckle in the fifties. The fort was situated on high ground in an angle formed by the Washita River and Wild Horse Creek, about a mile from each stream, in the Chickasaw Indian Nation. The quarters were built after the old log style of architecture, chinked and daubed with mud, clay or lime mortar, according to the rank of the prospective occupant. The colonel who commanded was a white haired old veteran of the Florida and Mexican wars, and was justly proud of his past military record. The building of additional quarters was still going on under the skilled eye of the colonel, who was anxious to have all of his com- mand quartered before winter set in. Besides, he wished to have things in good shape before his family arrived, whom he had not seen for several years. They were abroad, the daughters receiving the fin- ishing touches to their education. While the work referred to was going on, the Chickasaw police brought in two Kiowa Indians to be held as prisoners for some crime committed on their more civilized brethren —the Chickasaws. The guard had been reduced to the minimum—corporal’s guard— so as to have as many men at work as possible, but it was increased at night. A v eek or so after the Indians had been turned over to the colonel, he ordered them to be brought to his office to have a look at them, and as he noticed the confinement was telling on them, he sent for the sur- geon and after consultation, it was decided that the Indians should be allowed to sun themselves an hour at noon every day in front of the guard house, under charge of the sentinel. The Kiowas had been pining for the liberty of the forests and plains, and seemed happy and contented with the sunshine allowed them. One hot day in July the corporal of the guard was busily occupied writing his guard report; sitting near him two other members of the guard were playing a game of chess, while the third member was walking his post, keeping an eye on the Indians who were sitting on a bench nearby sunning themselves. The loaded arms of the guard were placed against the outer walls of the guard-house, also in charge of the sentinel. Suddenly a shot rang out from the direction of the guard-house, the alarm was sounded. 16S It was the dinner hour and the soldiers dropped their knives and forks, rushed to their tents or quarters, seized their muskets and awaited orders. In front of the guard-house the sentinel lay dead—shot through the heart from the rear. The good conduct of the Kiowas had lulled all suspicion and they had watched for an opportunity to make their escape. While approaching the flanks of his post the sentinel's back would be partly turned toward the Indians. In this position one Indian seized a musket and shot the sentinel as described, then dropped it. seized another, at the same time his companion picked up the third musket, both immediately fled by the rear of the guard house into a thicket that led off toward the creek. The guard was not only surprised but disarmed of all except the musket that lay by the side of the dead sentinel. The command was turned out. company after company was deployed and skirmished through the woods for miles around the fort, but no trace of the Indians could be found. At sunset a small mounted party under command of an officer took a trail leading to a camp of Witicha Indians, where it was thought the Kiowas would seek protection. Black Beaver, a Delav are Indian, accompanied the party as guide and interpreter, and they arrived at the camp early next morning. The officer and guide went in alone, leaving the soldiers a short distance out to cook breakfast. It was quite a surprise to the Witichas to see their early visitors, and still greater to see soldiers a little way off. Some of the young bucks began putting on paint, stringing and testing their bows. Meantime the visitors were led to the old chief’s tepee and admitted, when the object of their visit was ma-de known to him. Other chiefs were called in and after a long talk the officer was informed that the Indians'he was looking for were not in the camp. The chief also informed him that he would send out runners and if the Kiowas were captured they would be taken back to the fort. This was accepted in good faith and the party returned by another trail, hoping to intercept them, but with no better success. Although the Witicha and Kiowa tribes were not on friendly terms there is no doubt but that the former considered the act of the Kiowas a brave one, and no doubt the reader will. An inherited or traditional law prevailed among many tribes of the Indian race that, when a renegade or outlawed Indian—not an actual enemy—sought shelter and protection, it would be given for a limited time; provided he was within the limits of the camp or village. Out- side the limits an appeal for protection would not be heeded. With this knowledge and a desire to preserve the friendship of the chief of the soldiers at the fort, the chief of the Witichas sent out run- ners before the escaped Kiowas got to his camp. About noon a day or two after the return of the party, two Witichas rode into the fort at a dog trot, one of them had a sack tied to his saddle, and both rode to the quarters of the colonel, who was taking his noon-day nap. At that hour no one would dare disturb him unless the fort were attacked or on fire. His orderly, sitting outside under the shade of a tree, had orders to that effect. It was nothing unusual to see the Witichas come in, some to have a talk with the chief of the fort, and others to sell or trade game for lead or powder at the sutler’s store. Sometimes they presented the commanding officer with a quarter of venison as a token of their friendship. The orderly by signs made the visitors understand that the “big chief’ was asleep and motioned them to leave the sack on the veranda. After doing so they trotted off to find the interpreter, Black Beaver. Meantime the orderly picked up the sack and carried it to old Nan, the colored cook, who was also taking her noonday nap, so he left it on the kitchen floor. By and by old Nan came rushing into the colonel's quarters, wring- ing her hands and screaming at the top of her voice, “Lawd a Massy! Lawd a Massy! ”—at the same time running frantically around to find some place to hide herself; and then suddenly running out into the woods screaming as she ran “Lawd a Massy,” until her voice was lost in the distance. She had made a discovery. The colonel jumped off his couch and was out on the veranda as quick as his legs could carry him, and shouted: “Orderly! Orderly! She is mad, catch her. catch her,” and off went the orderly. The guard came running to find the colonel hopping around as mad as the old cook he was exclaiming against There he stood, with his bare, bald head and flowing white beard, wrapped in a many colored dressing gown. A picture of Elisha as he threw epithets at the “little children of Bethel.” By this time Black Beaver and the two Witichas trotted up. It is not often that you will see a smile on the face of an Indian but the no colonel saw one on each of their faces. He was primed, cocked and ready. Black Beaver, pointing to one of the Witichas, exclaimed in an excited tone, “He got him ! He got him!” “Good Lord,” said the colonel, “are you all mad. What do you mean, sir ? ” And then he fired off the remainder of his ammunition at Black Beaver. While this scene was going on one of the Witicha swent on a “still hunt” after the sack and found it on the kitchen floor, brought it out and dropped it at the feet of the colonel, who gazed at it for an instant then gave it a kick and sent it flying off the veranda to the ground. Imagine the horror of the colonel and all present but the Indians, when out rolled a human head, the head of the Kiowa who shot the sentinel. So it was said by the Witicha. The 3uni©P—September. Che melancholy days have come. The saddest that u e know, lilhen on the platform we must step Jlnd make a fearful shorn. The saddened faculty behind. The smiling preps before, lUill listen to our flow of gab Jlnd joy know---never more. D. Robinson, Captain U. S. A. The Senior. Two by two they’re being wedded, Cwo by two they solid get. Some are hoping, some are waiting. But they’ll all come to it yet. 171 B Rival Sp©t t. URING THE SUMMER it was my good fortune to be able to spend some time in a Y. M. C. A. room where I saw my first game of ping pong and learned of its origin and the rules which govern the players. If you have not crawled under the table looking for a fat ball for the purpose of hitting it with a paddle, then your education is not complete. Ping pong at present is very popular. Lawn tennis, polo, old maid, crokinole and checkers are all out in the woods under the leaves. The game was invented by two chinamen, Ping and Pong, who used to keep a laundry ; but business was dull and one day they began to jaw each other in rat language. At last, Ping grabbed the bar of soap and threw it at Pong. Pong got under it and sent it back, but Ping missed it, and the soap went through the window and struck a policeman on the ear. In the meantime Ping went after the soap, Pong after Ping and the police- man fanned them both. From that the game started. The rules as far as I could learn are simple and easy to comprehend. rule i. Under the net and over; two up and one to play, always discard the ace and leave the trumps. rule 11. Play in other people’s parlors as much as possible if you love your own carpet. rule i v. If you should accidentally step on the foot of a spectator, call for help and have him removed. rule v. Driving the ball through an open window makes a score, “ forty all through a closed window it is 40c. rule v i. Always show your teeth when you serve. rule vii. If the ball hits you in the face, close it quickly and say nothing. One of the best jokes of the game is to stand still and let the ball slide half-down your throat, while your opponent is crawling under the sideboard looking for it. If you swallow the ball you lose one point. rule viii. If you lose the game don’t bite the table, especially when ladies are present. rule i x . Every time you win, make a noise that will attract attention. rule x. When in doubt never chew your paddle, might lose a tooth or two. rule xi. Never play ping pong on an empty stomach. Always wait till the dining room table is cleared. rule xii. If anybody not playing happens to be struck by falling lamps or plaster, the score is love all” and the game starts over. Ping pong is a fine game when you know the rules and play it right Den Dnaken Spiel. November first und naughty zwei Drake Kamen zu Simpson — colors high. Sie sagten, “Ich muss wen das spiel, Oder onto uns will be der squeal. So, onto das field sie gingen zusammen, Mit nase guards und dings in common ; Und Simpson Knaben, so gross und stark, Kam’n spater au, wie on ein lark. Die Rot and Gold so scholny flew, Out uber die grossen hullabaloo. Die Manner Drakes sahen aus so klein When up against Herr Coach Reid's line. Des zeit rolled ’round zu half past zwei ; Drake hatte determined zo thun or die. En kick sie gaben und weg sie gingen Und daun war es zeit fur Simpson zu singen. Fur uber den goal der ball ging nicht Dann Drake, sie felt ein kleiner sick. En mann Drake hatten, who wollte zu jump Und land met dem ball on der.goal kerflump. Aber bald er learned musst’er early get up If er wisht to head off die Simpson line-up. Die moments ging’ schnell, und dings looked hell, Und Simpson looked like she might beat ’em. Die Drake gans looked sad — had cause to, bedad ! Weil Simpson team tore down der line. Sie gingen zu dem goal mit ein tumble und ein roll, Und laid den ball bei side von Simpson's pole. Daun, rot and gold flew auf, und blue und weiss flew down Und jeder Drakish mann felt krank und sore. Aber Drake, sie musst nicht schreien, sie send nicht die only ein, Es grebt others die she werden have to show. Die ersten halb war over, und through der gras und clover, Die Simpson delegation lief und sang. Aber nicht ein wort from Draken. Sie sorter felt forsaken, und nalim die Time to catch a breath and breathe. Aber, wenn der spiel war uber, und Drake war in ein fieber, Dann Simpson trug aloft die grosse “6.” Drake wiped seen teary augen, und kounten only sagen, ‘•Sie send viel besser spielers als ich dacht ’’ —Vivian Brackney, '04. Tji verse cuffed 6fanf[ my tfiots trij to pface, 2� find my thoughts are 6lancer than tfie verse, Jfnd so jf’ff sai) 6lan! , 6fanf[, and give it up, jTnd leave it to some aenius 6orn, not made. —2art, ’05. “Wfy is ffirof. Read’s astronomy cfass lil[e a meteor?” “ (Dried to star afftfie time and couldn’t come’t.” “What tooufd 6e a good epitaph for £)ude Sperry, the fiend? “Waiting for the fast trump.” 174 fill’s UJcll That Ends lilell. James Wilson sat in his room studying intently the last number of the “Black Cat” in preparation for his short story class in “Lit.” He had just finished a delightful romance when his roomer. Jack Thorn, entered, and after dropping a pile of books in the middle of the bed, ven- tured this outburst, “What do you think that blooming Chem. Prof, has done ? By dad, he’s gone and disqualified Hayward on account of back work. That throws him out of the D. game and we need him like thun- der.” “Well, don’t tell me your troubles. Go to Miss James, she’ll give you a sympathetic ear. Did you get me any mail ?” “Not what you wanted, but here’s a letter from your aunt, 1 think.” After perus- ing the letter James thew it across the table with the remark, “Well, wouldn’t that jar you some?” This is what his room-mate read: Des Moines, Iowa. May 26. 3 902. Dear James,— We will be in Indianola a little earlier than we expected, probably June 1st. Miss Brown, whom you met three or four years ago, will be with us. I under- stand that your fraternity is to have a banquet some time during Commencement week. Can you do me a favor by inviting Miss Brown ? It will make her visit much more enjoyable. Her address is 2416 E. 6th St. Affectionately. Your Aunt Hattie. “Well, Jim, 1 don’t see anything very bad about that. Is she pretty ?” “Pretty ! Gad ! Did you ever see a mud fence ? and anyway, I want to invite Mabel Benson. But I must keep on the good side of Aunt Harriet.” The following is a copy of the letter received by Jim’s chum at home: Miss Edna Brown, 2416 E. 6th St., Des Moines, Iowa. My Dear Miss Brown:—My aunt informs me that you are planning to be in In dianola during Commencement week. Will you favor me with your company for the Fraternity Banquet on the evening of June 4th ? Respectfully, James Wilson. Miss Brown received the following epistle: Dear Will,— I’m in a dickens of a mess. You remember that Miss Brown whom we met at Aunt Hattie’s two or three years ago ? Well, by dad. Aunt Hattie wants me to invite her to the Frat. Banquet June 4th. It is the swellest college function of the year, and I had a fine girl picked out for it, but I guess I’ll have to cut out my wish in the deal, and do as Aunt Hattie v ants me to. You remember Mabel Benson, she's the girl I wanted to invite to the Ban quet. 1 played tennis with her this morning, and she’s a peach. Say ! if you see Father this week tell him I’d be pleased to hear from him, if he'd inclose something substantial. Write soon to Your old chum. , Jim. Commencement week passed very pleasantly to James Wilson greatly to his surprise. The middle of July found Wilson in Des Moines, and on the second day of his stay he wrote this note to Miss Brown: My Dear Miss Brown, — Aunt Harriet has become tired of having me entertain her and insists on sending me home. May 1 call on you some time to-morrow ? You will be do- ing missionary work if you will be so kind as to give me a little of your time Respectfully. James Wilson. To his great surprise his messenger returned with the following answer: Dear Mr. Wilson,— I would be delighted to give you the favor you ask if you have changed your views since I received the enclosed communication. Sincerelv. Edna Brown. The inclosed communication was the letter to his chum which he was chagrined to find had never been received by that individual. The next morning he received a letter from his chum. Dear Jim,— 1 enclose an epistle which 1 presume was not meant for me. 1 hope it is not too late to correct your mistake. I’ll write more soon—haven't time now Yours, Will. “The cheeky lobster! ‘Hope it is not too late to correct my mis- take!’ I think he might have let me know it two months ago.” It was evidently not too late to correct his mistake, for a year later his chum received another communication, as follows: Mr. and Mrs. James Wilson AT HOME AFTER OCTOBER 1ST 2046 W. GRAND AVE. Bart. '05. iru Ttoo of a Kind OHN AND ED JAMES were twins, and their own mother was not able to tell them apart. But lately they never substitute one for the other and their friends say they have had a falling out. This is how it happened. John was keeping company with a very popu- lar young lady in the north part of the city, and one evening he came to Ed, saying he had a bad headache, asked him to call on the young lady. Ed willingly consented and received minute directions as to his behavior. “Now, Ed, you are to rap lightly three times, so she will know it's me, you know. She’ll be looking for you, or me I mean, of course. Then when you get into the vestibule you are to put your arm around her and kiss her. Now remember, only once. You hadn’t better stay later than 10 o’clock. Talk about baseball and tennis for she is quite an athletic enthusiast.” Ed set out for the lark in high spirits, and followed his directions to the letter. He didn’t stay till 10 o’clock, however, but three minutes after his knock at the door, found him in the street with a stinging ear and a raging mind. “ The scoundrel! He was afraid to try to kiss her himself, so he sent me for a blind. But I’ll fix him, by gum ! ” Ed passed the time slowly till about 10, and then went home to be met by the twin with the question, “ Well, how did you like her? Isn’t she a daisy ? ” “You bet she is! I found it pretty hard to leave when you told me to. Do you always leave at that time ? ” “ Yes, but I’ll have to go and see her tomorrow night, and I’ll stay a little longer to make up for losing out to you tonight.” John went the next night but he didn’t make up for losing out to Ed, and he has not been back since. Their parents wonder what has come between the twins. Bart, ’05. Badley’s Restaurant West Side Square Regular Board or Commuta- tion Tickets Short Orders a Specialty New and Up-to-Date Soda Fountain. 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