Temple University - Templar Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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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

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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