Susquehanna University - Lanthorn Yearbook (Selinsgrove, PA)

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And what about Bulick ? Mr. Bay, as Prexy used to call him. In busi- ness? Bulick, Knorr Stouffer, a good combination. I didn ' t think Sam would stick to teaching long, not enough money in it. And Knorr, you say couldn ' t stand the pressure of law. Three hundred thousand a month ? Wow ! That ' s some concern. But having everything down to a working basis means a great deal in this day. Yes, Rine is still blustering away in the pulpit, but he says his lumbago is getting the better of him and he has to take regular exercises to keep down weight. He has stuck to the same post, building up one of his mission congre- gations to a membership of twenty-five hundred, and they have erected the largest and finest church in eastern United States. He always was a hustler — and all the little Rines are following in their dady ' s footsteps ! We certainly had a bunch of teachers among our number. There were Jarrett and Herman — the shining lights of the class. I ' m not surprised that Kepner is a well-to-do bachelor, but really I thought Phoebe would be a vic- tim of some far-famed lover pleading with tears in his voice. Rothfus and Mummert and Kaylor still teaching? It wouldn ' t surprise me to see a College President out of this bunch. Not Phillips? Well, what do you know about that! President of ' Ford University, ' Chicago — impossible! But if you say so, it must be true. More power to you, ' Eddie. ' You know Kirk is Secretary of Internal Affairs. He usually had the inside dope anyway, especially on the gridiron. Yes, he got a drag somehow and slipped into a lifelong ' loaf but, you say, he is measuring up to it like a six-foot-three of 42 centimeter calibre ! And Bruce had a government job, too, but it didn ' t last long — or rather he didn ' t. He was army doctor for a little while and the boys got to kicking because he wouldn ' t prescribe whiskey for mosquito bites, and one night he disappeared unbeknown to any one. A monu- ment in the National Cemetery at Washington, D. C, holds sacred his memory. Drumm and Remaly, both happy in old age, are living a retired life. They say their days are numbered and they are ready to give up the ghost. Our own little Marion has saved many an ache and pain by becoming an expert household economist. She has always made it a rule to practice what she preaches, and a cheerful smile always greets her callers. And ' Livy ' — yes, her case was hope- less. She would marry a Missionary and go to Africa. No one has heard from her since. But if the Cannibals did eat her, let us hope that her ghost will haunt them day and night until the whole world is Christianized. Furst comes last, but not least. Gordon was ever ' fair ' to look upon, and having broken many a heart, finally settled in a downtown flat in his ' native land ' and went into the ' general merchandise business, just to ' while away ' the time, having made his fortune in Wall Street while yet a bachelor. — Oooh ! What ' s that? — er — there! It ' s a good thing that old alarm didn ' t go off any sooner or this prophecy might never have been finished ! E. M., ' 17. Page Tzventy-Thrce

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JUNIOR CLASS POEM Let boast who will of his powers to bluff, Our class does not live to deceive ; We care not to brag of superior stuff, But we wish to make known what we believe. ' Tis unity strengthens federation, ' Tis unity that strengthens our bunch ; As good men make a strong nation So good classmates make college ties staunch. We shirk not the work that ' s before us ; We rely on the square deal plan ; We strive to do things without fuss ; And be honest with our fellow man. We delve in the works of causation, And are determined to know the effect ; We delight in out-door recreation. And stroll with co-eds select. As Juniors we would be respectful, And court no praise unearned ; At all times seek to be thoughtful, And hark to the lessons we learned. May we ever in the dim future, Prove worthy to old S. U. ; And then, as now, ever nurture The zeal that keeps good things in view. ' 12 Page Twenty-Five