University of Maryland College Park - Terrapin / Reveille Yearbook (College Park, MD)

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John Levi Donaldson, Principal musician. . Biological. Berwyn, Md. Solo cornet, orchestra. Chief bugler, sophomore year. Chief musician, junior year. Associate editor Reveille. Class poet. Class Prophet. f ' OHNNIE first saw the light of day in Char- lotte, N. C, and early astonished the native tarheels by his precociousness, by his words of wisdom spoken from the cradle. At the tender age of seven Johnnie tired of the old north state and moved up among the Pennsylvania Dutch; but a few years residence there proved sufficient, and he moved into the more cultured and aesthetic atmosphere in the vicinity of College Park. While still a youth of but thirteen summers, and with rosy cheeks and curly locks, he made his debut at A. C; and as one. of our buglers right valiantly did he toot. Johnnie ' s hobby has been chevrons; and as he always manages to get a pair that cover his whole arm, we often wonder whether it is attributable to the size of the chevron or the absence of size in the boy. Early in his collegiate career we began to realize that this young classmate of ours was to be a man of letters. His themes were the delight of Bommy, and had Johnny deigned to stoop he might have made many a pretty penny writing themes for delinquents. After graduation he tells us he intends to drop the study of botany, and add B.A. to his name, and then take up the attack on Blackstone. As a lawyer he will undoubtedly shine, but we predict the necessity of a cheese box as a pedestal, in order to raise his head to a com- manding altitude. Feminine wiles have of late inveigled this youth, and fain would we warn him, but we know that experience must be his teacher, and even as Daniel came forth from the Lyons den, we are sure Johnnie will soon recover, and continue his life ' s work, all the better off for his experience. 22

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William Purrington Cole, Second Lieutenant Company C Towson, Md. Civil Engineering. M in baseball, ' 09. Manager baseball team. Business manager, May Ball Or- ganization, ' 09. Secretary-Treasurer, Rossbourg Club. Business manager, June Ball Organization. Secretary Athletic Council. Member conference committee. Senior orator. Humorous editor Reveille. Sergeant Junior year. ■■ HAT man near Sus? That ' s Cole, W. P. 1 I At least it usually is and it ' s a safe bet that tJ it is now. He was a pup when Sus entered M. A. C, but he trailed along something less than five j ears later. He hails from the same vicinity. That is to say, Towson is his birthplace, his home and he saj ' s he wishes he knew he ' d die there. He ' d never go from there again then. In due course of time, Towson High School received the signal honor of his matriculation and became a repository of anthracite for the following — years. While there, he developed a penchant for baseball, later to be utilized at M. A. C. and an admiration for what goes with big hats and high heeled shoes. Later on he graduated, pocketed his sheep skin and migrated to M. A. C. Arriving here he was bunked with Sus and to our knowledge has not left him since. In the endea- vor to match some of Grason ' s flights into hyperbo- lated fiction W. P. has unfortunately acquired quite a propensity for stretching that well known rubber band, the truth — and will probably follow law on making his exit from this institution. Speaking of athletics. Cole is a wonder. He has been known to watch the team play base- ball for hours at a time. Strange to say he would as leave see a foot ball game and we have it from him that he experiences no tired feeling even after watching others perform manual labor for hours. To enable him to further develop his mental love of outdoor sports, as well as to afford some instruction along the line of practical economics — he was made manager of the baseball team for the season of 1910. As to that C. E. which he means to attach to the coal car of his train of erudition in the coming June, it will get there alright. W. P. is a devout follower of Doc Tolly and possesses one of the most complete surveying suits in the class. As incomprehensible as it may seem, it so closely resembles human habiliments that not a few have taken him for an upright biped, genus homo. As a lover, even at this early date, he is an adept and we predict further success in lieu of the broad diversity of experience afforded in diverting the facts by the mighty profession he expects to honor. May every man in the class be as able to prove an alibi at 2 a.m. as will Cole. 21

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John Waters Duckett, First Lieutenant, Company B Davidsonville, Md. Chemical. Manager B Comi)any Basketball team. Secretary New Mercer Literary Society Social editor Reveille. Sergeant Junior year. ■fc RAVELING down a snail paced branch line I of one of our great railroads, down through the heart of old Prince George, the passen- gers suddenly began to remark at the extra- ordinary beauty of the sunset. And the sky was red, if that is beautiful. But some one vouch- safed that the redness was too apparent. Hardly had the words been uttered when an old farmer, now convulsed with laughter, exclaimed : — Wall, by heck, you all ain ' t been this way much Ijefore I kin soon see. Great Gosh! Whoopee!! That ' s Hot ' s Duckett ' s head. And he rolled over on the floor in a heap. It was the magnificent city of Davidsonville that Reddy first parted his eyelids from the lower portion of his lineaments and, rolling his optical orbs al)out, discovered the lamentable fact that the pillow was on fire. Then he cried lustily and collo- quial history has it that he did so for six months straight before his loving mater could convince him that that redness wasn ' t a fire but a part of his anatomy. From then on he bore it as a necessary evil, and has the reputation of being the best natiu ' e of Red Top, 111. Reddy graduated from Davidsonville High School in — and left Anne Arundel Academy two years later. (No, we didn ' t SAY left under compulsion). He then lit atM. A. C. The student body promptly began to gibe him about a superfluity of auburn locks, but to no avail. This Reddy was abnormal. You couldn ' t make him mad. He built himself a monument as high as Babel itself by passing through Junior Physics unscathed, an unprecedented accomplishment for a Chemist. As a military man he is good and as a track man he is a wonder — on paper. The fact that another of the same name does the running does not diminish his popularity in the eyes of the admiring populace of Davidson- ville one iota. As a chemist Reddy is at his best. How many times has this diligent investigator of the things-that-are been seen in the laboratory, coat off, sleeves rolled up, collar turned in, hands begrimed, surrounded by the most nose startling odors, his head bowed .... in sleep. Oh lab. of M. A. C, what a strong bulwark of ardent somnambulism thou shalt lose when Reddy ceases to snore in thee. Finally, Reddy is a social man. He is social on general principals. Other people are. So is Reddy. He dances with a bored, Ain ' t it awful Mabel expression smeared over his gentle facial landscape and Stags invariably to keep from losing good sleep taking a girl home. Reddy the good-natured, the sleepy, the chemical, the bachelor, Reds. human scarlet tangier this side 23