University of Arizona - Desert Yearbook (Tucson, AZ)

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History of the Class of 1914 OFFICERS: President, H. N. Rradstreet Vice-President, Miss Maud McPherson Secretary, Miss Grace Wooddell. The members of the Class of 1914 are but seven in number. However, they find consolation in the happy thought that quality, rather than quantity, counts. What, indeed, has this class done to warrant the aforesaid boast? Four of our intellectual lights stand on the Honor Roll, and we have a Rhodes Scholarship appointee. So much for the books. In activities non-academic, a football manager and two football “A” men, one the 1912 captain. Again, five members of the 1913-14 Life staff, including the Editor. And last but not least, our three girl members are active workers in the girls’ organizations of the school, the Wranglers and the Woman’s League. The personnel of the Class of 1914 makes it an Arizona class through and through. In truth, three of its members have received their education in toto in Tucson, and all have done their entire college work at the U. of A. It is to be expected that in a few years the industrial and educational worlds will be completely revised and started off on new tracks by the efforts of the members of the illustrious class of 1914. And here we take our leave, with best wishes to Faculty, students, Mess Hall, and the rest of U. of A. college life. f

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Drama in Three Acts. ACT I. Scene 1. Time, September, 1911. Father Alma Mater: (standing at gate entrance) In sooth, I say, unless my eyes deceive me There approaches a mighty and goodly array. Ah! ’tis well, this valiant throng demands admission, And unless I am mistaken this company Will prove to be the brightest and the best That e’er adorned Arizona’s glorious land. C. Edgar Goyette:.. (approaching gate and see Father Alma Mater). Kind sir, I pray thee, grant to us admission Within thy walls, and to thee and this institution, We will forever serve. We arc a valiant throng, warriors bold, And full of noble aspirations. Me thinks this company, Can serve you well and bring to you glory and renown. Father Alma Mater: (opening gate with beaming smile). Enough, enough, my eyes are still bright and clear, ’Tis a fair company here gathered. Ah, in sooth, ’tis a kind and goodly wind that brought you here, This day shall be marked in brilliant hues, Upon my parchment, and future generations Shall point to this day as long to be remembered I gladly welcome thee. And like unto other classes thou shalt be named; From this day forth thou shalt be called great and glorious— The Class of 1915. Percy Minister: (in a high voice). Alas! this day has been warm, And many weary miles have 1 trod. 1 pray thee, grant me food and drink. And furthermore, unless 1 quickly come by it, An hour's time will be too late to save The glory of the class, for sure starvation Will claim the best and brightest of them all. Father Alma Mater: (soothingly). Enough, anon, and cease this lamentation. Think not of the discomforts of the body— Though, in sooth, thou hast a lean, and hungry look—