United States Naval Academy - Lucky Bag Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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 We step down and out. feeling that we have little to regret and much to look back upon with pride. Of our mistakes we are cognizant.—may they be of as much use as a warning to succeeding classes as we hope our suc- cesses will as a stimulus. With the Jap we bid you sayonara. 23

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Skinny and Steam. They stormed our ranks in vain for the long list that forms their annual tribute, for but three succumbed. Now we weighed the Line and the Engineer corps in the balance, and meditated on Pay vs. Rate. The result was that thirteen were lured by the siren dance of the engines, and became knights of the oakleaf. The remain- ing thirty-three entered the lists in a mad rush for stripes. Some were sur- prisingly successful, while others contented themselves with the gaudy birds. The first and second classes were together given a taste of Bancroft life, in order that the prophecy might be fulfilled, which saith, “And the lion and the lamb shall lie down together.” But the Bancroft was in reality for the Engineers, and they indulged in the luxuries that the Monongahela’s cruise would not allow. Some museless bard even went so far in his efforts to eulogize the corps as to make “engineer rhyme with “beer, although his cause was groundless, surely. The Line won their honors on the historic old wooden ship, and succeeded in handling her in a manner truly masterful. But it's all over now. The cruise, with its ambitions, its successes and its “busts,” is a blessed memory. On our return we were greeted with a new administration; and if that homely adage, “A new broom sweeps clean, ever impressed itself on us, it was then. But we can accustom ourselves to almost anything, and the appear- ance of this little book finds us about to wind up our accounts as slaves of academic discipline. That our record is unsullied is conceded, and we point with pride to a group of twenty-one second class buzzards of which not one was disrated, and with the same sweeping gesture we hope to include our stripers and buzzards of the final year. In passing we must mention the little struggle at foot ball in the Fall of ’94. We were the inter-class champions after humbling the “ Lion ” in all his righteous wrath, and affixed our name to the foot ball banner with not a little triumphant glee. Now we are at peace with all the world; our brows are bound with victorious wreaths, and we turn the deck over to ’96 with every assurance that she will with competency and distinction stand her watch. May her run through first-class waters be as free from shoals and shallows as has been ours. 22

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Class Color: Crimson Class Yell. V. S. N. A.! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! U. S. N. A. ! Rah ! Rah ? Rah ! Rah ! Who-rah ! Who Rix ! Navy ! Navy ! Ninety-Six ! OFFICERS. President, R. H. M. ROBINSON. Secretary, RALPH EARLE. Arthur CRenshaw, Amox BrOxson, Wat TyLer Cluverius, Kenneth GaLleher Castlemax, Duncan MahOx Wood, Henry SwiFt Kimball, Hexry OversTreet Bisset, Edwix CHauncey Blaxdy, Charles PErry Burt, Ralph EriC Walker, Hexry MeLville Doak, Jr., Ralph KArle, Mark St. Clair Ellis, CharleS Edward Gii.pix, George JacOb Havexsteix, Edward Fitzgerald, Earl PErcy Jkssop, Andrew EdwIx Kalbach, Robert PaGe Cooke, James BucHaxan Hexry, Jr., Thomas Albert Kearney, Junius HExry Jones, Charles LEwis Lei per, Jonas KanNibal Holden, Gatewood SaNders Lincoln, Dudley WrIght Knox, Frank EugeNe Ridgely, Albert WarE Marshall, Thomas Tingey Craven, Richard GraY McConnell, Henry CroSkey Mustin, Daniel WIlbert Wurtsbaugh, Charles MaXsox Tozer, ArthUr McArthur, Jr., Jr., Charles LoxgStreet Poor, George BkNjamin Rice, WilliAm Lord Littlefield, Roland IrVin Curtin, Leigh CAryle Palmer. Richard HaLlett Robinson, Pope Washington, Walter SChuyler Volkmar, George IzArd Middleton, Russell Andrews Deane, John Holi.Ey Roys, Edward McCauley, Jr., Ivan CYrus Wettengel. ------—r 24