Swarthmore College - Halcyon Yearbook (Swarthmore, PA)

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Oh, uo ! We found leisure moments to develoii two hockey stars, a gymnast who conld compete on even terms with the redoubtable Pat, five Varsity men, two lacrosse men, four track men, and a tennis captain. In literary pursuits we were not idle,, for we won the Oratorical Contest with poor 1910, tarred T ie Plia-nix, and placed men on the public speaking teams. The third year, with all our upper-classmen duties, is upon us. We will not again recount our warriors, but will add to the list a track manager, a track captain, a music master, and an editor of that poor bird, our rival. We are heginiiing to realize that our journey in College is almost over, and, anxious to face the world outside, yet holding ever tighter to our memories here, we greet our Senior year with mingled feelings of joy and sorrow. .SO

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tEo ti)t funior ClasiS §J EADER— gentle— if so be such still live : ' ' ' ll F We find a hard task before ns. So well have we lived up to our motto, Facta, non verba, that II % a truthful chronicle of our honors would make you swear we dealt in hyperboles or worse. If we remain as silent as our friends of 1908, however, we will lay ourselves open to the criticism they have so richly earned. We desire, then, to outline in a few words our three years at College — years very dear to us and laden with rich memories. We agree with Doctor Holmes that time is a strange thing, for it seems but yesterday that the class of 1909 marched into Parrish Hall with our little big man, Doctor Lowes, in our midst, and yet those first nights, during which the 1908 contingent learned what a real class was, seem far off indeed; but, turning again, the whistle that stopped the rush and found a Fresh astride each struggling Soph will blow forever in our ears. You remember the rest of that first year as well as do we : how the girls won the Gym Contest, and with dear old ' 07 defied all comers in hockey, how 1908 piked in football, baseball and oratory. But June is upon us, and we ourselves are Sophs. A handful of eight ' 09 ' s, now valiant Sophomores, kept one hundred and twenty-five Freshmeji at bay for forty-five minutes while the posters came from Chester. Poor 1910 ! The only reward you got was that liberal dousing of paste, which kept you so busy for the rest of the night that perhaps there is some excuse for the many big posters seen next morning. The Penn game, in which ' 09 had so large a part, is over; again we are in the land of roses, and our underclassmen days are over. Do not imagine that 1910 took all our time! 29

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iWemtiers! of tije Class of 1909 Alice Clement Adamson, Paulsboro, N. J., German. Alice is one of our good, quiet girls. She knows more tlian all the rest of ' us put together. Yes, Alice is naturally bright; but she does not believe in letting nature do it all, and always does her part when studying comes. Every day, about 4 p. M. (she is studying earlier), she may be seen with her friend Regina taking a nice proper walk around the village. They should sign up S. for Miss Bates. I wonder if they do. Newell Gilder Alford, J r. Philadelphia, Pa., English. Nero was out of sorts. He had had but College muffins for his breakfast — sufficient rea- son, we all agree. He looked about him for a deserving victim. He looked. He espied. Aloof from his comrades stood a youth in deep and serious conversation with a haughty maiden. An oppressive serenity embraced the pair which made them indifferent to all the universe minus them- selves. Nero regarded them jealously. In harsh dissonance his voice rang out: Fetch me hither him of the bristling black beard, and offer him as a sacrifice to Venus. Nero played his mouth organ. 31