University of North Carolina Chapel Hill - Yackety Yack Yearbook (Chapel Hill, NC)

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Cia00 of ' 92, COLORS : White, Old Gold and Black. CI.ASS song: ' ' Dozvn Went the Clapper to the Bottom of the Well. ' ' AlvFRED M. SCAI.ES, JR., Fred. L. Wii.i.cox, Geo. W. Connor, President. Vice-President. Historian. Ipl G bet of ' 92. A is for Allen, with face blood-red, B is for Busbee, the ' ' punkin ' ' head, Then comes Bennett, Buie and Beall, What they are, it pains me to tell. C is for Connor of the shambling gait. Also for Cheek, who came a 3 ' ear late. D is for Davis, both R. and S. Iv. , E is for Edwards, who on Math, does well (?] F for Foust, his nose w orse for wear. Also for Ferguson, the mountain bear. G is Gatling, the statistics bore, H for Hamlen, who snorted and tore. Next is Harvey, the sweet pet of the Hill, Huggins and Hunter, who need a liver pill. I am the man w ho has no doubt That J is Johnston, the knocker out. K is Kernodle of Hiawatha fame. Whose mission, alas ! is but to declaim. L, is our look of enforced resignation As what-not bobs up on every occasion. m is Mebane, the prett} little man Who eats all he gets, and gets all he can. Also McDufiQe, with pompadour hair. 14

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were added to these after another year. With the small but mighty band which we now have we can conquer any force which the enemy can send against us in the shape of examinations on Conies, Chemistry, or Geology. The love that each member of ' 91 bears for his class is so strong that he will never forget it, whether he be teacher, preacher, lawyer, doctor, tramp, beggar, or what- not. In after years when care is bearing heavily upon us and wasting thought has set its deep imprint upon our brow the turning over of that leaflet of memory on which are inscribed the joys and trials and successes of our col- lege life in ' 91 will not fail to smooth out the wrinkles and make the heart light and joyous as in the days that are dead and gone. S. B. 13

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Who looks mighty sweet, but cannot get there. X is the nook, near the rippling streams, Where Felix, for hours, of his Jew girl dreams. O is the order from an unseen land That Guyer, at last, must join a string-band. P is Pearsall, in an embrj ' O state, A politician both good and great. Q a quotation, ex pede Herculem, ' ' Hunter and others, by the feet know ye them. R is Rheni with cheek of brass. Also Robbins, dude of the class. Then comes poor Rollins, to him be kind. He yearns for the girl that he left behind. S is Simmons, the bright light from Hoyde, Also Skinner, whom Cupid destroyed. Next comes Sherrod with his smirk and grin Followed by Scales and his protruding chin. T is the time when, our names to see, We sought the catalogue eagerly. U is for Urquhart, the pretty one. Soon to peel herring in Lewiston. V is the voice of a maiden sweet Saying Hacker, dear, you can ' t be beat. W is Winborne, tall and thin, And Willcox with eyes turned in. W alser and Worth ; can any one say Why they came from their homes away ? X, V and X are the moments spent Bv ye poet on -e poem intent. And it came to pass that after the Battle had raged con- tinually for thirteen years, and the Great Alexander was all covered with Gore, such as flowed Ven-able was struck by Cain, and when happy Holmes and Hume-an lives were swept away like Toys from a Racket Store on Auc- tion Day, there appeared in the Campus of U. N. C. a class, distinguished for learning, noted for beauty, conspicuous for race, blessed bv Nature, favored bv the Gods, blacked by the Sophomores, and tenderly cared for by the Faculty. 15