Temple University - Templar Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 76 of the 1900 volume:

Record of the Class of 1900 temple College Prepcirator uNc tcntcs a utperfice. I ; HI.?SHED BY TII K GHaDOATIN’G class 1000 TEWtPLANX c| (TO Russell II. Con well PR ESIDK N'T The Faculty II KKIIK.IIT l.KK, A. H. Aimini It. Ti kxi.k. I’m. I). Kit A N K 1.1 N .1. Mil.l.KK. A. M. KlUIRNK I?OHTIflK, M. S. AI.IIKKT K. Ml'KlNI.KV, Pll. 1 . Giiaklkh H. Shaw, a. M. C I.A l( t'-N'Cn STAXI.EV M I NTIItK, Pll. D. ClIAKI.KH M. MAUKB. A. U. J. P. RmniHN Prefatory + + + In publishing this record (as is true in an innumerable number of other things) the Class of 1900 feels that it lias just cause for pride. This is the fourteenth class to be graduated from Temple College, yet no class that has preceded ours has displayed or has possessed the energy, the ability and the genius necessary to publish such a work as this. Commencement days have succeeded one another in all these fourteen years, orations have been delivered and diplomas have been awarded, but a class day and a class record have seemed a task too gigantic for our predecessors to undertake. But when this illustrious class of 1900 perceived that its school days were drawing to a close, it felt that as a class organization it must do something consistent with its extraordinary achievements in the class room. We are a modest class, and the spirit of modesty has ever characterized us. But the persistent, the unceasing glorification of us by the Faculty, the awe with which C. P. I and C. P. II looked up to us could not escape our notice. We knew that the Faculty had treated no other class with the same courtesy and veneration as with which they had treated us; we knew that we had never looked with awe or any such feeling upon '99—in fact, we rather held them in contempt, and considered them an exceedingly poor lot. So we were compelled to feel that we had acquired a reputation for brilliancy and ability far in excess of any that had gone before, and which it was our duty to maintain. We therefore 140375 determined to publish a class record to recount the mighty deeds that we had accomplished, that the) might be a source of inspiration to succeeding classes, and to establish a loftv standard that the classes of coming years might strive to attain to, and might dare hope to approach. The results of our efforts are set forth in the pages that follow. As is ever the case with the originators of any movement, we have had many and unusual difficulties to confront us. We have, however, courageously endeavored to overcome them all, and trust that the gentle reader, as he peruses these pages, will be mindful of the difficulties under which we have labored, and will realize how truly great our success has been. We feel assured that the literary excellence of the book will speak for itself; we feel assured that a grateful public will acknowledge its indebtedness to ns in the most unstinted and most encomiastic terms ; and we feel assured that in future ages, when the books of the hour will have been lost in oblivion, and only those books whose merits will have earned for them an immortal fame will have survived, the Record of 1900 will be enthroned upon the proudest pinnacle of them all. Perhaps to some the witticisms of the book may appear to cut too deeply; the remarks may appear too personal; but we feel that class day is a day of personalities— a day when all our peculiarities and idiosyncrasies are to be exhibited without the least concealment. We speak not with malice; we have no intention to wound; and we sincerely trust that the thrusts will be received as they are sent, and will be parried without injury to any one. 6 THE RECORD COMMITTEE Class Officers William Woods, President William H. Miller, Vice President J. Ralph Err, Secretary William R. Stonr, Treasurer Committees Record William Hannold Cheesman Celeste Elizabeth Nyce Carl S. Heritage Historian J. Harper Williams Prophetess Katharine R. Walters Poetess Celeste Elizabeth Nyce Presenter William Woods Class Day J. Ralph Erb Emma M. Godfrey Harry M. Gansman Banquet William H. Miller Margaret E. Miller William R. Stone 7 Motto and Class Pin William II. Miller Margaret L. Miller William Hannold Clieesman 2 Social J. Harper Williams Earnest T. Williams Celeste Elizabeth Nyce Julia Reifsnyder Visiting Emma M. Godfrey Lottie R. Laws Harold E. Hilts H. LeRoy Pierce M EETINGS Katharine R Walters Margaret L. Miller William H. Miller Carl S. Heritage Picnic Earnest T Williams Julia P. Harton Margaret L. Miller 'I'he Foritm 8 oooi ‘ahoxyjiva:i M an:-mo.) a'ldivax MJCVK.T.TOII All OAUII.I Roll of Class Walter James Axford Theodore Bradford William Hannold Cheesman Rosa Lee Doby John Ralph Erb Emma Mulford French Godfrey Harry Meyer Gansman Julia Phiania Harton Carl Swing Heritage Harold Ezra Hilts Lottie Rebecca Laws Margaret Lockhart Miller Marcia Priscilla Mellersh William Henry Miller Celeste Elizabeth Nyce Howard LeRoy Pierce Julia Reifsnyder David Fletcher Robertson William Robbins Stone io Robert Pattison Sensenderfer Katharine Rinker Walters Earnest Thornton Williams Joseph Harper Williams William Woods Theodore Charles Wolf .1 u I. I A K E i fs n v i k r MKDJCIAI, ESSAYIST Absent when Class Picture was taken II To the Memory of Elsa Faust Elsa Faust The following paragraphs are selected from a memorial of Miss Faust published in the Temple Review for April 27th, 1900 There is a dedication in one of Dr. Henry Van Dyke’s books that I should like to apply to Elsa Faust: “To a young-woman of an old fashion, who loves art not for its own sake, but because it ennobles life; who reads poetry not to kill time, but to fill it with beautiful thoughts, and who still be-lieves in God, Duty and Immortal Love.” 12 I want to base what I have to record about Elsa Faust upon this short, but most suggestive, description. Notice her—tall, strong figure, with head held well up, and with quick, elastic step. Coloring dark, with eyes that gave immediate response and were deep enough for dreams to live in. Sec her greet friends right and left; catch again in memory the tone of that healthy laugh. To laugh so from out a jxire soul makes the world brighter. No student of mine ever responded more thoroughly, not only to the best that I could give, but to the best that the great books brought her. Last autumn, when her class were reading from Tennyson and from Milton, one could not but remark the mastery that the poets attained over Elsa. Her face would lighten, her soul thrill as we read line after line of matchless verse. The poems became to her a rich delight, a treasury of all beautiful thoughts. ❖ Beauty awakened Elsa Faust—beauty in poetry, beauty in nature, and beauty in music. No mean soul ever loved music. Poetry is triumphant art, but music, as Browning so aptly teaches in ‘‘Abt Vogler,” is the touch of the finger of God. Melody is born in heaven. Music passes out of art and art’s laws, and builds a palace all heavenly. To the study of music Elsa gave from two to four hours each day. Schumann, Bach, but especially Mozart, were her favorites' In music, as in letters, her enthusiasm and ambition knew no bounds. The more difficult inventions of Bach stirred her determination to master them. Her exercise book in nar-mony shows the same untiring fidelity and accuracy char- 13 acteristic of her academic work. Those who love music, as this child did, have hearts to be and to dare the best and the noblest. “And she believed in God, duty and immortal love.” The belief in God sanctifies human life; the belief in duty governs human life; the belief in immortal love awakens hope in the human breast, and hope is eternal. Elsa Faust believed in duty. Duty rests upon a sense of honor. “Honor,” she was wont to say, “Honor! what would a man be who lacked honor?” Unfaltering obedience to parents and a confiding spirit made her especially dear in her home. I have been over my roll books—the record shows promptness, accuracy. Her own note-books and exercises are complete and orderly. She died suddenly, yet there are no unfinished tasks. Such fidelity was a result of a true sense of duty. There was a way of love about Elsa and a way of being loved that was all native and consistent—aye, a part of herself. She had the talent of friendship, and she believed in friendship. Every one in the circle of the school feels the loss of Elsa. The children in the neighborhood trooped to greet her, even the little tots have sorrowed at her passing. The belief in immortal love ennobles human life. It precludes pessimism and doubt and discontent. There is no more potent factor for personal life than the belief in the power of immortal love. Elsa's response to this power cannot be questioned. It was a part of that dawning sense of the great higher things of life that had. more especially dur- 14 ing the last few months, been rising on her soul. This it was that made her ambitious of culture and cheerful in work, and that made her cling to the purer, nobler side of life, for she realized that the things which are not seen are alone the things which are eternal. After all is said, it seems to me that this young woman's life is a striking example of the value of intense earnestness. Not even in play could she be thoughtless or indifferent. Intensity was her way of doing all things. One day a quotation from Buddha was incidentally spoken in class. 1 find it treasured in one of Elsa's books, and it is verified in her own life: “Earnestness is the path of immortality, Thoughtlessness the path of death.” But let us remember that “she is not dead, but sleepeth;” and that He, the Lord of life, has taken her by the hand and said. “Talitha oumi—Damsel, T say unto thee. Arise!” CLARENCE STANLEY MC INTI RE 15 Temple College History of C. P J900 Before detailing the history of the class of 1900 I will acquaint the audience with the probably well-known fact that 1900 is by far the most remarkable class that ever entered this institution, and, as far as we can judge, will be the most remarkable ever graduated from it. In scholarship, in athletics and in society the class of “naughty naught'’ stands in an unattainable eminence only to be emulated and striven for by the under classes. Even in September, '97, when the now illustrious class entered on its career of greatness in the humble position of C. P. I, it was evident to persons of discernment, notably certain members of the faculty, that the assembled, students were a more promising assemblage that the usual freshman herd. In the first year of our work we made the acquaintance of the faculty, who from that time have had the privilege of instructing 11s, and aimed for that social organization which always marked 1900. The year passed. We had become acquainted with each other and the professors. We observed their little peculiarities for our future benefit, since those little peculiarities often gave us the chance of making high marks work a minimum expenditure of mental energy, an accomplishment that we recommend to C. P. I and C. P. II. We coupled this art with an appearance of diligent study and concentrated attention, which duly deceived the professors into the belief that we were a hard-working class. Professor Foster, let it be said, always doubted our apparent diligence. This is to be expected from a scientific professor. As an example of the gallantry of the men of C. P. 1900, 17 we mention Harold Hilts’ early morning walk to escort a young lady in from Germantown during a suspension of the trolley service. Harold tramped several miles out of his route wilthout the suspicion of a murmur, which is high praise, as Harold was very young then. It is needless to say that we progressed in the arts and sciences, yet they were but part of our scholastic work, and oftentimes an uncomfortable part of it, when they interfered with social duties. September, ’98, found the class again assembled, with additions good and bad. Which were which time must show. We had reached the dignity of C. P. II. We had attained the eminence of Caesar and the chemical laboratory. Caesar was safely passed on horseback, but the laboratory was more than a nine days’ wonder. Its nature was twofold, the drugstore and the powder manufactory. We were in alternate worries of being suffocated with chlorine or blown up with compounds of uncanny manufacture. Miss Harton developed a mania for explosions, and was forever trying them on her own account. They generally culminated in a flash, roar and a shrill scream for the professor. She kept Professor Foster busy. An astronomy class was formed, and unfortunately for its members, its work began in February, so its {members squinted and froze alternately on the roof of Professor Turner’s home, on Eighteenth street. Our treasurer, Mr. Stone, was prominent in this work and delighted “fessor by his apparent thirst for astronomical information. These were examples of the year’s work. We had advanced another step in our school life. We were no longer 18 freshmen, and had a lower class to dictate to, and had reached an importance to be of use to C. P. 99. All this gave us an idea of our importance and prominence, which is needful to all classes. We saw that '99 was successfully graduated and rendered their exit from the college as graceful as possible, and then scattered for vacation to rest up for our final year. When we reassembled, in September. 99, we came prepared to work, if necessary, but to enjoy ourselves more. During the summer Axford had enjoyed himself to the extent of an imperial. Such a visible token of his dignity evoked storms of applause from the school. That we were the largest class ever taking this course was admitted even by the faculty, because it was undeniable, and that we were the most important and privileged class we undertook to show them. After chapel we met in Dr. McIntyre's English, a class prominent for many reasons. Principally because here the entire class of 1900 assembled, a privilege given to no other class. This class was the cause of more brilliant remarks and extraordinary occurences than any other, probably because the literary air of the room gave a pretext for outbreaks of eloquence. Indeed, Miss Harton once so far forgot herself in her love of the subject as to answer to the name of Jefferson, which was the cause of much embarrassment to a gentleman of that name, who thought that he was the victim of some unknown matrimonial entanglement. One of the prominent features of this room was the whispering gallery, so aptly named by the professor. The gallery consisted of the last 19 row of chairs in the room. The whispering was done by Miss Xyce and Miss Doby, who sat there. Hence the name. Persons who suffered from an overdevelopment of the sense of humor had a hard time here sometimes. Harold Hilts lacked the gravity to read the “Vicar of Wakefield,” and by his chuckles disturbed Mr. Stone and other sleeping members of the class. Stone needed the rest badly. Wolf's parsing was another feature. I give an example: Sentence: “The bad boy never studies.” Professor to Wolf: “What is the subject?” Wolf to Professor: “Bad.” Professor to Wolf: “What is the predicate?” Wolf to Professor: “Boy.” Sensendefer, during the intervals of his dramatic fever, slumbered softly, only murmuring critical remarks about last night’s performance. “Sensy” had it very badly, and, combining it with his literary aspirations, rendered him hopelessly incurable. Our president, Woods, became so enthusiastic over Homer that he read like a tragedian of the emotional type, quite forgetting “the love of McGinnis” or any other of his Irish expletives. Certainly Homer is woi thy of anything, but it seemed strange to hear Woods declaiming so vigorously, regardless of the class. During the latter part of the year Wolf, the dear child of the class, became so forgetful of his surroundings, and for some reason was so reminded of the nursery that he fell sound asleep, so soundly that it required the efforts of both class and teacher to rouse him. Mr. Cheesman, of Jersey, also was induced to drowse, probably by the comfort of the chair, and was oftentimes saved from 20 failure by the energetic efforts of his neighbors. The well-cultivated art of bluffing was brought to a high pitch of perfection here. The honors lay between Miller and Wolf. Wolf was the more daring, but Miller was the more artistic. Wolf’s bluffs were like his parsings, often ridiculous, but Miller gave the impression of stores of hidden wisdom which he could at any time unfold. Dr. McIntyre would have had to combine his literary ability with detective skill equal to that of Sherlock Holmes to have distinguished between Miller's information and Miller's apparent information. We are certain that the Doctor did not know how much chess was played in his class, since most all the tournament games were played there without interference, but as this is a day of specialization, we cannot expect ‘‘fessor’’ to become an amateur detective, as he is already the golfiac, theologian, literature professor and lecturer. Latin was a study in which some of our classmates delighted, and which others took for other reasons than pleasure. Professor Lee was our teacher, and none was more fitted than he for the place. He reminded us of an ancient, stoic philosopher; his very appearance seemed in keeping with the languages he taught. Tall and spare of figure, lean of face, with an expression of imperturbable gravity, it was difficult indeed to disturb the calm serenity of those stoical features, yet one incident occurred which proved that it was not impossible. Stone, whose brilliancy as a translator in any language from Chinese to Hog Latin is well known, was telling in his usual animated way of the mistake of An-drogeous at the fall of Troy, but when it appeared that An- 21 drogeous was appalled at the same time that he stopped his voice with his foot, it was too much even for our stern professor. it was then that his face lost its accustomed dignity, that his jaw dropped, his lips parted and that he broke into a hearty peal of laughter. How Androgeous accomplished this remarkable feat Stone is still endeavoring to explain to us. Caesar and Cicero we, of course, enjoyed, but Virgil was particularly liked (in some cases disliked). Truly Virgilas, in the words of our translations, he crossed the dolorous Stygian Hood, stopped his ears in the blessed abode of Hades, must have wondered how he ‘attained such immortality through his writings if they impressed the world as they seemed to impress us, must have wondered as he reposed in the regions of the blessed. As we sonorously chanted the rolling cadences of Virgil’s inimitable hexameters one could with difficulty realize that he were not in the streets of Rome itself. We were all good at scanning, but at that Miss Miller surpassed all the others. Ye gods and little fishes! what wild emotions swelled in our breasts as she scanned. Her face was tragic. Her voice had all the agonized pathos of a fair heroine, whom the villain (Prof, see) was tormenting with cruel and ceaseless questioning, and it was always with a sigh of relief that we observed that Miss Miller had finished her reading without any disastrous consequence. These are examples of the daily happenings of one of the most long-suffering classes of the school whose anxious faces were seen everv morning second period at the door of P 5. 22 The gentleman who presides over the domain of history and political economy is a short, blushing “fessor,” with a decided propensity for getting off little jokes which sometimes attained a certain respectability. He was entirely too gentle to stop any offense under chess playing. That alone he decidedly demurred to. Miss Miller could call him “dear child,” Miss Harton play with his hat or steal photographs from his desk, but when poor Pierce passed a chessboard along the row the professor's mild blue eye immediately spied it, and commanded, ‘‘Put that board away!” Mr. Robertson, of Mississippi, was so moved one day by the reminiscences of John Brown to remark to Professor, “Why, we used to sing a song about that down South; it started off abmt ‘John Brown’s body.’ ” The class roared and professor gasped, “Yes, we've heard that song before.” Some persons in the class took flunks too seriously and unnecessarily. One day Miss Reifsnyder was questioned, and not having the answer on the tip of her tongue, said, “I don’t know.” Likewise did Miss Miller and others, but when it came to W. Ii. Miller it went no farther. Not that he knew any more about it than they did, but one would have thought he did, and that is all that is necessary. A curious attribute of a battle was discovered here one day. That attribute is shape. This is stated on Professor McKinley’s authority, and the misfortune was that it added another thing to remember about the battle of Chancellors-ville, which Miss Godfrey had striven to remember for three weeks. It is to be feared that Miss Godfrey’s memory is like the rest of her—short. The test of studiousness in this class was not in perfection 23 of recitations, but in the bringing of books, so that the good students were always known by the sight of McMaster’s School History of the United States.” Most of the class did not carry books. The chemistry class was presided over by Professor Foster, a short, stout gentleman, to whom science, particularly chemical and physical science, composed the most important part of this world. Nine embryo scientists seeking after chemical knowledge tramped to the third floor three times a week, only to be confronted by a row of long formulae and a succession of unpleasant odors, that of iodoform predominating. Some members of the class objected to the odors of chloroform and ether, and to avoid having them in their desks persistently lost their samples, so at the close of the year were given an opportunity of enjoying those compounds by making them after school. Pierce was an example of the sample-losing class. Miss Doby’s chief duty in this class seemed to be to keep Miss Harton at work, which was a very difficult task, as the attractions of Ernest Williams, the auburn-haired gentleman, and the restlessness of Miss Harton’s disposition rendered the task difficult. Axford and Sensenderfer accused each other of idleness, and, to do them both justice. I would say that they were both right, particularly Axford. Sensenderfer could hardly be expected to do much work, as he was afraid of explosions, and as explosions were frequent they necessitated Hob’s retirement into the private laboratory many times. On the day that the class manufactured nitro-glycerine his face was 24 sometimes seen around the door, but that was the nearest that he ever got to the explosives. Though he was the only one who was afraid of explosions, we all had our little dislikes to the “lab.,” and we are thankful that we say farewell for a time, anyhow. Another class over which Professor Foster ruled was the class in physics. We studied physics on Tuesdays and Thursdays last period. This was unfortunately timed, since if people would sleep at all they would sleep then, and the lot of the sleeper in that room was unpleasant and the awakening was sometimes startling. In spite of the interest of light, heat and electricity, they were not appreciated as they should have been, and as the result of inattention came retribution in the shape of a quiz, in which flunks were unpleasantly frequent. Poor Wolf’s efforts to answer questions were pitiful, his replies being like his parsing, which caused his patron Gansman many tears. When electricity was studied the professor ordered the class to stand around hand in hand for the usual shocking experiment. Wolf and Miss Nyce were together, unknown to Miss Nyce, who, evidently thinking Wolf was some other fellow, began stroking his hand, to Wolfs intense embarrassment, as he was unprepared for such a demonstration. Ernest Williams, the other fellow, looked as if he would like to do unutterable things to Wolf. With such episodes the time passed, and we do not regret it. Whatever was said by any student about any professor, no one who even went to Professor McGee had an unkind word for him. His period was the resting hour in the midst of the day’s work. There one could study, talk, play chess, 25 flirt, or, if their minds were so directed, could study algebra. Unfortunately the latter was seldom done except by some hard-working students, as Heritage, who were apt to do anything. Here Miss Walters worked unnecessarily. Here the bluffer was in his element, because Professor McGee was too straightforward a person to doubt the sincerity of another’s intentions or the authenticity of one's problems. Pierce and Cheesman played chess to their hearts’ content without the interruptions (which came in Professor Foster’s class. Later in the year Cheesman indulged in a mild flirtation with Miss Nyce under the slim pretext of studying algebra, a guise easily seen through, but as Miss Nyce was chaperoned by Miss Doby there could be no harmful results. Here Miss Laws, of Mississippi, whose departure caused her many friends sadness, studied German under the fatherly guidance of Mr. Erb, who drew pictures of policemen to assist his thoughts for German. Altogether it was an elysium for all, loved by every one. and sincerely regretted, for we can truthfully say that there was no class where the marking was so high or professor so learned as that where sat our literary, mathematical and musical Professor McGee. French and German were the two modern languages that our class gave attention to. German, if studied at all, was studied in the algebra class, and French was never studied, except by Miss Miller. She had to keep up appearances. Professor Miller, who taught German, had other things on his mind and did not attempt to overwork his class, but 26 Mile. Robique made many futile efforts to cause her class to study. The chief feature of the French class was the pronunciation of Miss Miller, the equal of which was never heard here or anywhere. It was unique, so much so that neither class nor teacher had the faintest idea of what she was saying when she read. But her ideas of sight reading were as strange as her pronunciation, as illustrated by the fact that she vehemently declared that 4 1 Tout bicn, ou rien,’ ’ was a Latin motto. Miss Doby excelled the rest of the class by the plentiful supplies of headaches and prayer meetings by which she was prevented from doing her work. We can truthfully say of this class that, next to algebra, it was the easiest thing in college. A history of 1900 would be incomplete without an account of a class meeting and a trip. The trips were ordinary, hut the meetings were extraordinary. No class in any school or college had such enthusiastic, noisy debates or masterful diplomatic talent displayed in electioneering, such oratory and. not least, such muscular force displayed in applause. Imagine sixteen or eighteen persons, with ten or a dozen ideas on one subject between them, called upon to deal with an important subject, which must be immediately disposed of. The result of the voting would be wild confusion, noisy altercations, cutting sarcasms on the part of the chairman, and the result of business postponed. 'The business was varied by little extempore entertainments given bv the elocutionary members of the class, or, rather, by those who imagined themselves gifted in that line, chief among whom was Wolf, who ventured one day 27 to give us a reading, but the reading was sadly marred by the unstinted and hearty applause, which, unfortunately for him, took the material form of chalk, books and erasers. The eloquence of Wolf so moved our treasurer, Mr. Stone, that he was compelled to leave the room under a plea of illness. Few classes are gifted with such speakers as Wolf. Up to the close of the year the same violence of expression and long-windedness of speech prevailed, particularly the latter, and though the meetings were enjoyed at the time, we regret now the useless expenditure of energy at them. A trip may be briefly described as a collection of students, one long-suffering professor and one four-horse team, bound for a common point with a common purpose. We visited the gas works, the “Times” building, historic Germantown and old Philadelphia. An incident of Germantown worthy of preservation, was Professor McKinley’s little joke about a bullet-scarred fence there. “Students,” he said, pointing to the numerous holes in it, “some of those holes are knot holes.” We hope that the custodians of the various buildings we visited had a due sense of the honor conferred on them, though their faces seemed sometimes to wear a slightly bored expression, which made us doubt their appreciation. Such is the history of the wonderfully-gifted class of 1900. As I have said, there has been none equal to us, nor can we see the possibility of an equal, so, with thoughts of pride and satisfaction, we lcok back with a feeling of pleasurable regret upon the scene of our trials and our triumphs, Temple College. 28 Class Poem In a city quaint and olden Where the folks used thee and thou, There looms a structure old and gray, Where memory calls me now. Bringing with it many faces Loved and honored by us all, Whose admonitions we retain On the maps in memory’s hall. There first I see McKinley With his whiskers on his cheek, Who blushes such a pretty red And rolls his eyes so meek. Of mighty deeds he taught us Of heroes of the past, While we with drowsy eyes and minds Wished that his hour was past. Then through my dream was wafted A strain from far away And through the hazy atmosphere, Magee was seen to stray. Miss Maggie’s was the duty, Which sometimes gave him pain, To stuff our heads with algebra— He needs to try again. But not to mathematics Was this dear Prof, confined; O’er literature he fairly raved And nearly lost his mind. Especially when Tennyson Or Lowell came in sight, And then, you surely would have thought Miss Maggie wasn’t right. Then there appeared some olden books, With worn and tattered backs, In which while studying literature, Our interest ne’er grew lax. These ‘Mac” presented to us ; We read them eagerly ; But when he filled great books with notes, Our zeal cooled speedily. Und nachsl ist gut Herr Hiller, Of gentle voice and mien. Who was a friend to each of us, And loved by all, I wean. 30 And next these memories bring to me That figure, calm and tall, Who rushed along like a bird of night— The “optimus homo” of all. He crammed our heads with Latin Until we wished for the day When from hexameters and prose, We might be miles away. The last I saw was Foster, Who filled with nature’s lore, Prescribed our daily dose of Physics, And now we need no more. Ye Profs, the happy moments Of youth we’ve passed with you ; And as we go through life’s short maze To you we’ll e’er be true. We students now together Bid each of you farewell; And as the years of life glide by, On you our minds shall dwell. 3i Class Prophecy KATHRINE RINKER WALTERS During the latter part of this closing century wonderful achievements haVe been attained. 'New inventions and marvelous discoveries have come upon us so quickly as almost to take our breath away. Obscure phenomena have been so rapidly explained that before we realized one wonder another has been sprung upon us. Marvelous, aweinspiring as the accomplishments have been, they sink into insignificance when compared with the display of genius which we will behold in the beginning of the next century. For will not the class of C. P. 1900 then have shown the highest attainments of genius the world has ever or will ever know? Although I know so well of the marvelous doings of his class in the previous years, how all our instructors have praised us until they had to confess that we were wonderful even in that we were not vain or conceited, and that we have even had a song dedicated to perpetuate our honor, yet 1 had not been able to tell you so well the prophecy but for the strange experience of, one night. One evening last winter, as was my usual custom, I was laboriously following the ghost of Anchises as he conducted Aeneas through Hades and revealed to him the future of his kingdom, and 1 was wondering if every one had the same difficulty in reaching the infernal regions as I had to reach them with the ancient Romans. It was a typical night in winter; the air without was cold and piercing, the wind 32 shrieked sonorously over the roofs and among the chimneys, which seemed to intensify the comfort of warm fires within. Weary of my lesson, I threw down my book, leaned back in my chair and fell to musing about my classmates, occasionally recalling my unfinished lesson of the morrow. As I sat thus the light in the room became gradually extinguished, and I was soon shrouded in darkness. Then a faint light appeared, and as I peered through the gloom whence the light seemed to come, I perceived a strange and ghostly form advancing toward me. I was filled with mingled emotions of wonder and fear, but as the strange figure approached my mind was set at ease. ‘Tear not, said he, “I am the ghost of Anchises. I have come to conduct you through the infernal regions, so that you may learn the extraordinary achievements that C. P. 1900 will perform. Follow me and you shall know all things.” Eagerly I arose and followed, and the revelations that Anchises made to me I shall now tell. We entered a school room fitted up with the latest paraphernalia. In a few moments the bell for dismission sounded. A little girl on the second row had been very annoying to the teacher. She had talked incessantly, giggled and interrupted her instructor. She had not been still one moment. “Now, teacher, wasn't I good for to-day? she asked. To my surprise this was met by a loud giggle from the teacher. And raking up my memory for the person to whom that laugh belonged, I recalled Margaret Miller and B4. Just then a boy came up with a contrivance which Margaret had asked him to make. It pleased her exceedingly. “Child,” she said in ecstasies, “that is splendidly 33 clone. I will dance at your wedding.” The ghost then informed me that Margaret had danced at no less than one hundred weddings since she left school and had sung at one funeral. Listen! There were the fire bells; we followed the crowd. Of course the patrol wagon was there. The chief of police, a large, dignified, sever e-looking man, sat in the patrol, but instead of being alert, he was sound asleep. In that attitude I recognized Mr. Wolfe. A fireman now attracted our attention. He pulled the hose past us with what seemed superhuman strength. The spirit informed me that it was my old classmate, Harold Hilts; that he had gained his marvelous strength in playing basket ball, etc., at Temple College, and that he was now the strongest, quickest, most agile fireman in the United States. Near at hand was a little man, immaculately clothed, with sketch book in hand, making rapid sketches of the fire for the North American. I recognized immediately Joseph Williams, and recalled with many a laugh all the occasions and subjects which he had used at school for cultivating this art. “Evening Telegraph, Bulletin, Item, all the news,” shouted a newsboy. “Here,” said my guide, “Item.” He handed me the paper and I read heading of news item: “Blues Drove Him Daft, Jumped From the Wheatstone Bridge.” “H. Leroy Pierce has spent over a decade searching foi the connection between electrical storms and the blues. It appears that his curiosity on this subject was aroused in his school days. His inability to solve the problem finally caused his insanity, and last night he ended his troubles by 34 jumping from the Wheatstone Bridge and making a ground connection, immediately killing himself. Miss Mellersh we found was making use of what her father had taught her. She was in the Children’s Hospital, tenderly caring for the little tots, and loved by each one. Going up to the College, we found Mr. Axford, who had taken Professor Foster’s place, teaching physics to a class of small girls. Notice,’’ said Anchises, how careful he is not to overburden their minds. He is still, as in the days gone by, attentive to and thoughtful for little girls.” Mr. Ernest Williams still was fond of home. He wanted a wife, but could not leave his parents, so he compromised by marrying and living next door to the old folks. Come now,’’ said mv guide, “to New York.” Here in a few moments we saw to what purpose three of our girls had put their peculiar talents. Before the largest opera in the city was this sign: Celeste Elise Nyce, The Second Jennie Lind, 'l'lie American Nightingale Will Sing. This Week Only. Music Composed by Julia Riefsnvder. We entered. My classmate made her appearance on the stage with all the grace and beauty and majesty of a Grecian maiden. Our souls were filled with rapture as Celeste poured forth her soul in the beautiful words and harmonious chords, which her friend had composed. We felt that we had left this earth and were listening to the heavenly hosts. She held her audience spellbound—either hushed by the sweet, low tones, or excited by the quicker, more inspiring ones. 35 As we came out we beheld this poster: To-night Only. Rosa Lee Doby, The Greatest Temperance Lecturer in the United States and Leader of the White Ribboners, Will Lecture on The Curse of New York, Intemperance. It is only necessary to say that she spoke with the same fiery eloquence as in her school days. As though to show me the curse of intemperance, the ghost of Anchises led me into the heart of the skims. Entering a small building, a most beautiful sight met our eves. There, amidst all the dirt and filth, was one clean room, brightly furnished and with suggestive pictures. Here sat a young lady, her face radiant with love, surrounded by a number of clean children. She was teaching them how to sew and mend. No one with dirty face or hands was allowed to come in. Ah, here one of mv schoolmates had attained her soul’s desire, for it was Julia Harton. From here in a few moments we were in Washington. We entered a room decorated on all sides, and they had evidently not been sufficient, for even the ceiling had its share of snapshots, Gibson pictures from Life, signs, reminders of past occasions; in short, everything from a paper napkin to a Buffalo Bill poster. I knew it must be none other than Emma Godfrey’s room. And I was not mistaken. We heard a loud voice in the next room and walked unceremoniously in. There we beheld a sight which should warn all men to be careful in selecting a wife. There stood a man, behind a high-backed chair, as if for defense, trembling from head to foot, and at a short distance stood Emma, tall, ma- 36 jestic, important, terrifying in her great anger to the little man behind the chair. Pointing a finger of scorn at him and with many sneers she was “laying the law down” to him. “This poor little man,” said my guide, “is a nobleman and Emma’s husband.” We now entered a large, brilliantly lighted and handsomely decorated drawing room and strolled around among the large gathering of guests. In a comfortable position stood Mr. Robertson, in his customary easy, lazy manner, talking with a number of girls, holding the hand of one and saying sweet little nothings to them. We proceeded down a country road. As we passed a large tree, affording ample shade from the scorching sun, “Look,” said the spirit, pointing beneath the tree. I turned in the direction in which he pointed, and there beheld one of the most pitiable objects that I have ever looked upon. There, upon the grass beneath the tree, with disheveled hair, with ragged, unkempt beard, his clothes in tatters, his feet protruding from the holes in his shoes, his figure emaciated, his every appearance indicating the most absolute want and neglect, lay a man fast asleep. I shuddered as I beheld him and asked the ghost of Anchises, “What miserable creature is that? “Do you not recognize him?” said the spirit. “Him?” asked I in astonishment and alarm, “surely I have never known a creature like that.” “Alas,” said my guide, ” ’tis none other than your old classmate, Stone. It is hard to think that he could come so low, for he had brilliant prospects in his youth. But the laziness that afflicted him in his school days fastened upon him, until now he is the prince of all wandering Weary Willies that can be found in the coun- 37 try. He lias not done a stroke of work for twenty years, and his person is so thin because he is actually too lazy to eat.” As we continued on our way my mind was filled with gloom, and I felt that this was the saddest, most pitiable sight I had yet seen. In another moment we were in Reading, and, passing a large building, we beheld this sign: Harry Gansman, Pretzel Baker. And such pretzels—they fairly melted in one’s mouth. He had evidently heard many times repeated that Reading was the only place where one could get good pretzels, and had profited by the words. On the train going across New Jersey we passed a large gathering of several thousand people shouting and cheering. Upon asking questions, Anchises informed me that William Cheesman was a nominee for Governor for his State and was canvassing it. I stopped and was delighted with his fiery eloquence, his bright illustrations and stories and his interesting manner. I recalled how in many schoolday debates he had conquered his opponents and been declared victorious. I felt that he must, in this case also, convince the people that his side was right. Now we were in a Baptist church in Atlantic City, eagerly awaiting the appearance of the minister. Mr. Miller, after trying many other businesses, found that he was recognized and given more honor in this work than in any other. In another instance wre had crossed the wide Atlantic and stood in Ireland. Poor, downtrodden, oppressed, afflicted 33 Ire—, but what am 1 saying? There was none of it now. The inhabitants were free and happy. “Why ’ said 1 to the spirit, “what lias taken place here? Surely a deliverer for Ireland has arisen and broken the bonds which fettered her. Tell me, who is it?” I can scarcely say that 1 was surprised when Anchises answered, “A deliverer has arisen, one whom you know well, William Woods. He went to Princeton; all knew he was studying Greek and Latin, but few that he was studying more earnestly Gallic, with this purpose of delivering his people in view. He did it for the love of McGinnis. He is no longer called Mr. Woods, but St. Silvae. He is known and loved and honored by all. The children run after him and the older people reverence him.” Again in our own country, we passed a store with many signs of medicine and pictures of people before they had used it and after using it, in front of the store. My guide called my attention to the name on the window, which was Carl Heritage. A little farther on we saw a large building with great red signs in front. We walked in and were met by a stout man, who said, “No checkee, no washee.” “Well,” said mv guide, “don’t you remember old friends?” “Old friends, indeed.” said I; “surely I never knew this man.” “Yes,” my companion answered, “it is Ralph Erb.” Miss Laws is still wandering around the Gulf of Mexico in search of Ship Island, that she might satisfy Professor McKinley’s curiosity. We hope to find the island marked in each new geography. Mr. Sensenderfer every night without fail can be found drinking in the performance at some theatre. He is getting 39 rich, so my guide told me, by giving instructions in chess playing. “It is time for bed,” said a voice somewhere in the distance. “Haven’t you finished your Latin yet?” said the same voice, which I now recognized to be my mother's, and Anchises’ ghost slowly vanished away. The many happy days which this class have passed together have come to an end. The future lies before us to make or mar it as we will. It is my earnest wish, fellow-students, that each member of this class may go out into the world and live such lives that the world shall be better because we have lived. 40 Graduation Subjects Latin Salutator 1 an William Robbins Stone Valedictorian William Woods Classical Essay “Arthur 1'appan SeiKNTieic Essayist Harold Ezra Hilts Subject—“Future Sources of Mechanical Power. Medical Essayist . . . Julia Reifsnyder Subject—“ The Aristocracy of Education. 41 Memorial Ode for Class of 1900 I. Beloved halls! abode of Truth, N-urs’ry of men, and guide of youth, Where future statesmen, saint, and sage, Unroll the store of Wisdom's page; Temple of Science, shrine of Arts! Thy praise we sing with loyal hearts. II. Temple of friendship! here unite The cherry's glow and lily's white In stainless virtue, courage warm. Pure hands, brave hearts, that cheer and charm: While task, and sport, and grief, and joy, Our smiles and sympathies employ. III. Temple of Freedom! thine the fame Best to express thy country's aim; Equality here holds her throne. For ignorance makes slaves alone; Fame's heights aspiring eyes may scan: Be ev’ry man a nobleman. IV. Immortal Temple! on thy brow Unfading laurels ever grow; Increasing honors grace thv days. A world, a world! attends thy praise; While Learning's, Freedom’s paths are trod May all thv glory greet thy God. 42 ClIAm.KSM. MAGEE Calendar of Events of Commencement Weeks Friday, June 1st The.members of 1900, College Preparatory, will visit Atlantic City (remaining over Saturday). as the guests of Mr. Win. II. Miller Tuesday, June 5th The members of 1900, College Preparatory, will spend the day at the Wissaliickon Thursday, June 7th '3 P. M.— Class Day Exercises, College Preparatory, 1900 in the Forum Friday, June 8th 9 P. M.—Banquet, College Preparatory, 1900, at Wimley’s Sunday, June 10th 8 P M. Baccalaureate Sermon, by President Conwell, in the Baptist Temple Monday, June 11th 8 P. M —President Comvell’s Reception to the classes of 1900— Normal, College Preparatory, Business—Trustees, Founders and Invited Guests, in the College Building Tuesday, June 12th 8 P. M. Commencement Rxercises : Orations by members of Classesof 1900, Awarding of Prizes. Diplomasand Certificates in the Baptist Temple 43 Song: of the Naughty Naughts ('00) Aik—I'd Leave Mu Happy Howe for You. This class so gay, you see to-day, Is called the Naughty Naughts by those who know ; From all care we're tree, never knowing French ennui. Fun and frolic, run and rollick as we go. But all our “Profs ’ so queerly tell us that they love us dearly. When we keep out—of—their—sight ; And so they will coax us on in a sweet seductive tone, And then say each thing you do is just wliat’s right. For— Cito.—1|:You mind what yon are told todo—oo, oo, oo, oo, You’re the nicest class we ever knew—oo, oo, oo. oo, Teachersbt you dearly love you, and you love ’em too—oo. The nicest class we ever knew—oo. oo. 00,00.: So glad we sing, no sad change ring. jokes, jests, quips, cranks, have naught to do with tears : Then let Mounts rule, SolemncliOly’s hut a fool. Singing, ringing, panting, chanting. “Off with fears! ’ And so we’re always chaffiing. full of mischief, full of laughing, Tho’ we love—each -other well ; And while singing, “lloop-di-de ! just the class for you and me ! Clouds of scowling ne’er our sunshine shall dispel. Yes ! Clio.—I):We laugh and sing so gay our Ha ! he ! hi ! I10 ! hu ! betting foolish mortals cry their boo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo ! Melancholy’s only folly, never sob we Hoo—hoo ! Hut laugh and sing so gay our 1-la ! he ! hi ! I10 ! hu ! :i We know the tricks of math-ma-tics bike Chinese, Russian. Prussian. Choctaw. Sioux ; See how each Co-ed wears a Greek knot on her head, While each man has not Greek inside—sad but trionx. We know all speculation and still more of declamation, bike tie trot—ters—we—can—act. Archimedes' ’lectric eel, Julius Caesar’s nut ’mobile— We are up in such inventions, that’s a tact. Oh !— Cho.-Wc do just as we like to do—00. 00. 00. 00. It’s the nicest place you ever knew—00, 00. 00. 00. Teachers boldes’ dasn’t scold us-like to see ’em to—00. The nicest place you ever knew—00, 00. 00. 00. We don’t mind what we’re told todo—00, 00. 00. 00. We’re the nicest class you ever knew—00, 00, 00. 00 Teachers of us dearly love us, we don’t love ’em too—00. The nicest class you ever knew—00, 00. 00, 00. 44 Charles M. Magee. The Chess Club M HMBlvKS H. LeRoy Pierce. William H. Cheesman. Robert P. Sensenderfer. William R. Stone. J. Harper Williams. 'Fhe class of 1900 was blessed—as no other class in the history of the College has before been blessed—with a chess club, and should have been very proud of it. But certain restless spirits, never knowing just what to do next, could not appreciate the honor thrust upon the class by having a chess club as an auxiliary, and caused the “fiends’’ no end o worriment in finding a safe place to play. We members were usually in a bunch, either playing or else watching a game that was being played, when suddenly down upon us would swoop these unappreciative students and cause such a violent commotion in our ranks that we were compelled to scatter in a hurry, in order to save from destruction the game that was being played. In one of these scramblings one of the college freshmen received a broken head, and 45 carries the mark of the encounter around with him even unto this day. Our -unappreciative classmates, however, were not the only ones that interfered with our games. Our professors, also, whose duty it is to be kind to us, seemed, to vie with one another in most opprobriously abusing us poor fellows, and never lost an opportunity to spoil a game, no matter how exciting or important it may have been. There was hardly a single class in which we were permitted to play openly, but instead of pursuing this fascinating, mind-developing game, we were compelled to listen to the dry, soul-destroving lectures of our dear, kind professors. Even the Hon. McKinley, who appeared to be such a good friend to our class, peremptorily commanded the cessation of all games while in his room. As a consequence of this persecution of our unfeeling professors, we were compelled to play with one eve on the chess board and the other on the man with the eagle eye at the desk before us, so that several of our players during the tournament, in their frantic efforts to look both ways at once, exhibited very strong symptoms of becoming cross-eyed. But, fortunately, they have recovered from this threatened affliction. Pierce was the man to carry off nearly every game he played, and was considered almost invincible. The rest of us were more evenly matched, and we played many very exciting (?) games. Previous to January I, 1900. we kept no account of games played, but after that time we entered into a tournament which lasted two months. Pierce, as usual, came off first, and did it with a percentage of eighty-seven and one-half. 46 The following was the score at the close of the tournament: as w 2 0$ w X ►— Q s f W o -V fti X W £ w X £ � —1 ►4 K W O w •— w a £ p C M 5 C X w M— a X X £ PIERCE - 9 8 I � 8 - 35 - .S75 CHEESMAN.... I - 7 5 s'A - '9 - 475 S EN SE N D ERFK R . 2 0 - 6 6 - 1 iVz - 438 STONE O - 7 15 Vz - .388 WILLIAMS 2 4 4 2 - - 13 - .325 Lost— 5 2 1 22 24 27 - 40 47 Atheletics 'Phe Athletic Association of Temple College, which was organized in the spring of 1899, was reorganized in the fall. During tlie school year this association has been active in arousing the somewhat dormant spirits of our athletes. This association is now a permanent organization, the alumni and trustees of the college being represented among its officials. The football team, although organized late in the season, with very little practice, ventured on the field against much heavier teams who had been in hard training for several weeks, and our boys acquitted themselves nobly in every instance. Of the five games played Temple won one, one was a tie, and were defeated three times, having scored thirty-two points against forty-six points of the opponents. This does not include the Franklin and Marshall game at Lancaster. As the season advanced the basket ball team came into prominence. This was the most successful team of the season, and its popularity was proven by the large and enthusiastic attendance at the games. We joined the Intersclio-lastic League and surprised those who had predicted the tail as our place for finishing by capturing the fifth place, having played the strongest school teams in Philadelphia. Of the seventeen games played Temple won nine and not one of the nine was won by a fluke, but every one by the superior playing of our boys. The team work developed remarkably, and at the close of the season it is safe to say there was no better school team in Philadelphia. 48 We were very fortunate in having for captain A1 Glassey, the best individual player in the league. Three hundred and twelve points were scored against two hundred and thirty-one of the opponents. So popular was the game among the boys that two other teams were formed, the “Owls’ and the Ilees.” The “Owls’’ gained quite a celebrity, playing ten games, winning four, one a tie and suffering five defeats. We were peculiarly favored in having in our gymnasium one of the best floors in the city for the game. The gymnasium work under Professor Rogers was also an important feature for those interested in athletics. Our track team was fairly successful, winning third place in the relay races at the University of Pennsylvania April 25. This was an extremely hard race, in which six schools were entered. ()ur base ball team was organized early in the spring and joined the interscholastic League. The North Philadelphia Ball Park was secured by the manager, Mr. Kratzer. Mr. Jefferson proved himself an able captain and a popular player. We finished third in the League, being defeated but two times. Of ten games played Temple won five, scoring one hundred and sixty-nine points against the opponents' one hundred and twenty-five. While our teams have not been uniformly victorious, considering the fact that last year we had no football, base ball nor basket ball teams, they all deserve a great deal of credit and praise for the work they have done. We believe the athletics thus renewed will, under the guidance of the Athletic Association, continue, and that the future teams will win 49 many banners and prizes with which to decorate the Temple, and this is our wish that when we, as members of the class of 1900, return to these halls we may see such prizes displayed by our more successful followers. The Gymnasium 50 ' YOUR X EDUCATION IS NOT COM I’l ETH UNTIL YOU LHAKN THIS Main Offices and Works : Main: 19th and Montgomery Avenue W. Phi 1.a.: 3848-50-52-54 Lancaster Avenue Branches: 3 S. (6th Street 463 N. 8th Street 2001 Ridge Avenue 829 N. r6th Street 1246 S. 17th Street 4240 Lancaster Avenue 2042 Germantown A venue 25I S. 21st Street Bryn Mawr, Pa 116 W. 3rd Street, Chester, Pa. 532 Federal Street, Camden. N J. 51 W.M. C. Bknnktt. A. R. 1'KKDICK Telephone No. Ml Established 1869 Charles Tredick Co. 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