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

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22 THE 1912 REVEILLE Lieutenant Adjutant Earl V. Benson Horticultural So sweet and gentle arid yet so prim. Sophomore Year, Color Sergeant. Junior Year, Secretary Y. M. C. A., ' 11, ' 12. Treasurer, Rossbourg Club: Social Editor, Reveille. Baltimore, Md. Senior Year, This inoffensive youth with the face of a Fisher girl is the possessor of the temperament of a two-year-old kitten and the grim faithfulness of an English bulldog. As a society man Earl V., better known as Sister, is an up-to-date success, so we are told. Continually lamenting the fact that his time is so taken up with social duties; brass but- tons to polish, hair to cut and pumps to shine, ' tis no wonder he does not miss an opportunity to indulge in frivolity, and that the girls all love him. Oh! how distressing is cruel Fate to the deserving. As a military man Sister cannot be beaten. This year he was Com- mandant of Cadets and had for his valet Johnny Upham and for his sec- retary Jimmy Elbel. It is seldom that two dogs will obey one master so faith- fully, yet it is the case, and all that is needed is the first note of the whistle. Generally speaking, Earl has a countenance that isn ' t so awfully bad to look upon. Now, gentle reader, don ' t interpret that to mean that we consider him handsome. Far be it from. However, his beautifully plastered blonde hair really does give him a comely aspect. Notwithstanding these facts we have to give it to him that he is some gardener. We predict that it will not be so many centuries before he will be growing sweet lemons and peeless oranges on the same tree. Still Earl modestly denies any such intentions but, To say why gals act so and so or don ' t, Ud be presumming. For maybe to mean ' j ' es ' and say ' no ' Comes natural to woman.

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MARYLAND AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE 21 Lieutenant Franklin E. Anderson, Company B Childs, Md. Agronomy Methi7iks I am marvelous hairy about the face. Sophomore Year, Corporal; Vice President of Y. M. C. A. Junior Year, Sergeant. Senior Year, President of Morrill Literary Society; Senior Class Editor of Triangle; Class Prophet. Bang! Bang! Doggone it. I ' ll wager, that ' s those fellows dinnping rats. I don ' t think I ought to allow that. Do you? Well I ' ll stop it any- way. At first the uncovered pedal of a mighty colossus appears. Then, as it were to fiu ' ther our thoughts of this an- cient personage, we see the many folds of his white tunic. But hist! Was ist? The man does not belie the foot. Colossus? No. A mere man comes forth, tip-toeing, noiseless as his silent- shod, red-skin brother, until, yes until he has found the ever-awaiting splin- ter. Anderson the sleuth is prowling! Lo, who is this we see hobbling doA n the steps of Science Hall, with an ear of corn in one hand and a bunch of cow- peas in the other. A miniature Grass- hopper, of course. Upon approaching a little closer we again meet Anderson, yes Anderson who has just returned from Chicago. But oh that walk. ' ' What a queer walk? Hush! Silence! Speak not thus, if you have any respect for your face and adjoining anatomy. For this is a man of miracles and does mar- velous things ; and you will agree with me when I relate to you the cause of his present condition. While in Chicago, judging a herd of Jerseys, one of them stepped on his toe, at which he became exceedingly angry and exclaimed, ' ' Oh, sugar cowie! Now get off my toe. And the story is told that the judges dropped as if dead, all of Chicago was shocked, and even the poor dumb cows in the arena trembled with fear. While in this chaos our team captured the cup and started direct for M. A. C. at such a terrific speed that no speedometer could record it.

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MARYLAND AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE 23 Senior Private Earl R. Burrier Electrical Engineering A Noisij Man ' ' Baltimore, Md. Sophomore Year, Corporal. Junior Year, Chief Trumpeter, Band; Treasurer Rossbourg Club; Vice President Rifle Club. Senior Year, President Rifle Club; President Rossbourg Club; Treasurer Reveille Association. Honest though, we didn ' t intend to supply Darwin ' s missing link on this page, but merely to furnish an ordinary illustration from Ernest Thompson Seaton ' s book, Wild Ani- mals; I Have Met. This particular brute is Earl Roscoe Burrier, dubbed George and called Erb for short. Born a musician, educated to know that his music is a silent vibration of the constituent parts of one Heinze tomato can, aged to produce that qual- ity familiar to us all as discord; anc finally culminated by a throne at the Senior Private ' s table, are cold facts for which he should now be do- ing time. Although possessed of a strong, reverberating, richly modu- lated voice, eloquence is not Erb ' s forte. Noise is his specialty He has more brands of excruciating noises tucked away in his anatomy than was ever heard in a 4th of July celebration. The worst of it is he is always looking around for new acoustic fields to conquer. In pursuance of this occupation, we wish to take this opportunity to state that he has played at one time or another every instrument of torture in the band, and as yet none has quite come up to his ideal. Last year Erb was elected to the presidency of the Student Strap-hangers Association. This fraternity held its meetings every Friday night, and some- times on Saturday also. This year however the weekly meetings are held in Baltimore and thus he is relieved of the inconvenience of paying his fare, a nickel at a time. Needless to say, it is a Co-ed association.