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

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MARYLAND AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE 19

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18 THE 1912 REVEILLE Robert Lee Tolson There was something in his face, There was something in his eyes, Like a light of sacred grace, Like a beaming of the skies. There was something in his tread, That was proud as well as fine ; And the way he held his head Made him king along the line.

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20 THE 1912 REVEILLE Lieutenant Fulton W. Allen, Company C Salisbury, Md. Horticultural This, gentlemen, is the skull of a nine- year-old mvle. This dismal landscape is our prize from the Senate Chamber. Yep, he is argumentation personified. Of late he has become quite an exponent of the ' ' I think, and the It seems to me, theories; which same theories if left to develop themselves, bid fair to make him a most successful ward- heeler or a stump-politician. Fulton has become quite famous in his athletic accomplishments. Any eve- ning one might find him in the gym doing some of his various acrobatic stunts, what ain ' t. He can walk on his hands and stand on his head much better than upon his feet ; in fact we be- lieve this inverted position to be the cause of the incoherent line of talk which usually comes to us upside down. As for his music? Well, Allen is more or less of a shining light in har- mony ' s realm. That ragtime violin which he so ardently grinds is the joy of our hearts. He can get more squeaks, grunts and groans out of that box, than any other being in existence. We will forgive Fulton everything however, if he will only take ye old fiddle with him when he makes his getaway in June. Like all great artists his weakness is along the petticoat-line. In three guesses we wager you couldn ' t strike it right. You lose ! It ' s neither the tall and willowy, nor the medium. Nay, nay, Pauline. It ' s the plump damsel who gets him every time. He ' s not satisfied with a rag a bone and a hank of hair, but he wants ' em fleshy too. In fact we almost believe that the greater the avoirdupois the greater his love. But beware old scout, for it is said that, The female of this species is more deadly than the male. (Excuse me, Kipling.)