Tulane University - Jambalaya Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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Senior Class Coi,ORS — Light blue and dark blue. Yeli, — Boom-a-lacka ! Boom-a-lacka! Boom, Boom, Bah ! Ninety-seven, Ninety-seven ! Rah ! Rah ! ! Rah ! ! ! W. H. Hayward, . Nicholas Bauer, . M. L. Matthews, . Walter Lemann, . Officers . President. Vice President. Secretary. Permanent Secretary.

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Senior Class History 3. We think, therefore we are; and being, we must make ourselves felt in this institution called Tulane. Thus this Class of ' 97 deeply soliloquized after it had been assembled in the halls of the college four years ago. And then, having thought, it proceeded to act, and acted in such a manner, that within a few weeks, it had the Juniors bluffed, the Seniors scared, and theFaculty on a string. Everywhere was its power acknowledged, except among the Sopho- mores, a queer set that had a reputation of studying nothing else but Osteology, in which they were considered very learned, and were said to have discovered some important principles in its application to human needs. These fellows took it into their heads that the}- were the rightful rulers, and, one evening, removed bjr force a chrysanthemum from the lapel of one of our members, and posted a notice requesting the Class of ' 97 to discontinue the use of such ornaments at once. This was an excellent opportunity, and could not be missed ; so we deter- mined to show these scientists that the Class of ' 97 could not be insulted with impunity. In fine we determined to thrash them, and for that purpose took up positions in the hall, next morning. A crowd of Juniors and Seniors gathered to .see the fight, but before it began, they withdrew to safet) ' — some upon the stairs, and others into the library, where they placed themselves under the care of Miss Bell. It was a stubbornly fought battle, but we held our own. Seven times did they charge again.st our lines, and eleven times we drove them back, and finally they fled. Once more our right to rule was established, and .soon we grew friendly with our whilom enemy, and they invited us into their laboratory in the deserted medical building, where thej ' had initiated a few Juniors aiid Seniors into their mysteries. Some of us went with them, but one elderly Freshman, whom some of us call Papa, and others, Ike, gravely shook his head, saying, I fear their craftv looks. And those of us who went learned the wisdom of his words.