St Louis University - Archive Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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St. Louis University 25 Now occurred the event of events-our camping trip. On June 5, nine of us journeyed to Byrnesville, Mo., where an old log-cabin, perched high on the side of a wooded hill, overlooking the Big River, was to be our home for two weeks. Come what may, we shall never forget the first night we spent there. About 11:30, Brandenburg and Cook mounted to their second-story apartments and, unknown to the rest of us, intrenched themselves securely. At 2 :OO a. m., we were awakened by a frightful din. Pots and dishpans came hurtling down from above. XVe sprang up in rage and stormed the stairs, but, alas! buckets of cold water sent us back defeated and shivering. In vain we pleaded and threa.tened. Taunts and more cold water were our enemies' response, and to make things worse the ghoulish cry of hoot-owls would echo every few minutes from with- out. Thus the night passed, but when morning came we had our revenge. Then for two weeks we swam, fished, canoed and did everything civilized savages could do, and on the last day, as our cabin disappeared from view, we solemnly swore that some day we would return. XVith the memory of this camping trip fresh in our minds, We started on our senior year-that year to which we had long looked forward as the crowning year of all. In this year the spirit of class fellowship swept like a tide over a.ll, and the :fires which had been increasing through the years flared up with a.n intensity that hallowed our days and thrilled all. Such was our determination that Philosophy and English ceased to give us trouble, and to prove that studies and athletics do not necessarily conflict, four of us, Captain Thole and his bodyguard, Cook, Werckman and Brandenburg, went forth to battle on the gridiron and formed the nucleus of the strong Undergraduate team. Everyone is helping to make the year one to be remembered. Brandenburg and Werckman entertain us with parodies on Hamlet, Denvir livens the Walls with his cartoons, Lavin, the linguist, tells us of the many conquests he has made, Cook gives a helping hand to everyone and never grumbles, Thole, as presi- dent, supervises all and plans banquets and trips, Templeman amuses us with his jokes and hair-cuts, Eberle sees that each one gets his just dues and, as a consequence, is having continual tilts with the faculty, Lumaghi still tells his hunting tales, and Padberg, with his happy smile, drives all cares away. , Yet soon we depart. USO sad, so sweet, the days that are no more. After that last day We may never look into ea.ch other's eyes and hear the old familiar songs a.nd laughter. A wave of sadness, a tear repressed, a tight grip of hands, and then life in the wide, busy world. Some of us may reach distinction, some may never rise above an honorable mediocrity, but whatever be our calling, let us take pride in it, and let our motto be, For the Glory of Our Alma Mater.

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24 The Archive 1913 JOHN CHARLES WLERCKMANN. B8SS,'i Big Casino? Philalethicg Undergrad. Football, 10. ' Have you ever heard him D193 Ifagntime? ,AS a really iraggy Tag-time Dleayel' he 15 Sllrpassmg' His hobby during the .Winter is composlrlg verSeS to the fair AInphere, but during the summer he is an ardent follower of Isaac Walton. g L ,L. Senior Class History. N June of the present year, the class of 1912 will stand shoulder to shoulder for the last time. Of the twenty-two with Whom we started, only eleven tried and trusted veterans have finally reached the mark, and it is with a pang of regret and long- mmgmm ing that we lookback over the happy years and bring up from out the past fond memories and recollections. . Four years ago we gathered together. Our experience the lirst year was that of all classes. The first term was 'spent in getting acquainted -and, consequently, was a period of anticipation. Studies to all were a bore-5 lo many a nightmare, and several awoke with a return engagement for another year. The long term finally eame to a elose and We, seventeen strong, entered our Sophomore year. In this year friendships were formed, and the unity of the class began to attract attention. The months Went by smoothly and unevent- fully, but when the fall of 1910 brought the class together again, four familiar faces were absent. A call to the priesthood accounted for Bow- rlerng a fondness for the law, Frank Kiely, While Brennan and Oster- mann sought in the city newer worlds to conquer. In our Junior year we spent much time in the study of Shakespeare. Towards the end of the year his influence was felt, and histronic talent that had lain dormant cropped out with a vengeance. Great upheavals occurred and the '4Seis- mic Dramatic Club was organized. It is suflicient to saylthat this club's reputation is such that it is now a by-Word for excellence.

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