Sul Ross State University - Brand Yearbook (Alpine, TX)

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© THE© BRAND The Freshman Class History Iii September, 1917, we were confronted by the schoolroom enigmas familiar to high school freshmen. Figuratively speaking, we attacked the un¬ known in algebra and raised the dead in Latin. It took several years of hard, intellectual scrubbing to remove our thick coat of green varnish; but we managed to live through it all. We d id our part in bringing Alpine High to the front in athletics; we helped to win the Loving Cup; and of course, the E. I. E s, of world-wide fame, took basket ball honors. As Juniors we revealed our histrionic qualities by the presentation of a Negro Minstrel. It was an all-star cast even to the sideshows. Another memorable event was the Junior-Senior reception given by Mrs. Middlebrook. This closed our Junior year, and we dispersed for the summer. A new college was being erected on Hancock Hill. It was finished by the twentieth of September; hence, instead of meeting as Seniors in Alpine High, we met as Second Years in Sul Ross. Here, we resumed our pursuit of higher education. We gradually forgot our regrets at leaving Alpine High as we plunged eagerly into our new work. We soon found that although we were now in a Normal College, we could still have fun; besides, “our bunch” was still to¬ gether. We graduated in June, 1921; but this graduation was not the usual life¬ long separation. We merely said, “Goodbye till we meet next year as Fresh¬ men.” On the twenty-sixth of September, 1921, we staged our reunion on trie steps, and in the halls and classrooms of Sul Ross. Those of our former classmates who were missing were partially replaced by new students. We promptly organized our class of College Freshmen, adopted our former colors, green and white, and started off the new year properly with a picnic. Shortly after Armistice Day, a crowd of Freshmen and a few curious on¬ lookers were seen standing around the flag pole. In a few moments, the best flag in the world—after Old Glory—was seen waving proudly over Normal Hill. The Sophs had an unaccountable antipathy for that large white fish swimming in a sea of green. Reinforced by a few adventurous First and Second Years, these Sophs attempted to haul down our sacred banner. A bloody Hattie ensued. There was much “weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth’ ' , as well as activities of a more muscular variety. The end was disaster; nevertheless, the Freshman flag was the first to reach the height of the flagpole. One cool Monday evening in January, the Freshmen, dismissing class rivalry for a time, enter¬ tained the Sophomores in the gymnasium with a real Spanish dinner. In fact, our class, ever ready and on the alert, has always done its part in keeping up the College spirit at Sul Ross. Next year, we shall be sophisticated Sophs; and then, we shall show you “Who’s Who”. © G © —Margaret Par sell, Freshman Class 28