University of Notre Dame - Dome Yearbook (Notre Dame, IN)

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rst social appearance in Place Hall. We must say the next sen- tence fast. The Arkansas games and the subsequent canning — you now, it ' s all fresh in your minds. And then the sight-seeing tour e were afforded by the burnmg barn at the Forbidden Palace; and nally the boat race we lost to the men of ' 15 — these are but a few of the exciting items of our second year. Then remember how as Juniors we gloated upon the Junior Laws ecause we didn ' t have to attend military and they did; how we toddled down to the Niles road to greet the Papal Delegate on one occasion and to the University entrance to see Cardinal Farley on another; how many of us layed in behind the spring floods for a two- week ' s Easter vacation; how we rescued the girl lost in the storm, ow we maintained our high social standing by our Junior Prom, ow in baseball we were blessed with two of the best college pitchers in the country — Kelly and Lathrop; and finally, how we won the race from the Senior crew. The story of this year is recorded at length in another part of the book. A condensed Who ' s Who, though, is in order. First in line is President Newning who is a monogram man both in track and baseball, and at all times a clean sport and a first-rate friend. Then there ' s Mokie Kelly, usually thought of as a twirler, but who is every inch as good a fellow as he is a pitcher. In football we claim the captain of the Champion ' 13 eleven — the peerless Knute Ken- nith Rockne,— as well as Al King and Alvin Berger. Besides Harry Newning and Kelly, in baseball we have Dee Newning, Berger, Si Farrell, and Red Regan of other days. In track, ex-Captain Jonnie Plant and Harry Newning are ours. Not least by any means among our notables is Gene Kane, ' Varsity cheer-leader without a peer, but more commonly sergeant-at-arms for a score of organiza- tions. Then, too, we must not forget the higher life meaning, art and literature. Jake Geiger, our only living remnant of the notor- ious Old College gang, truly the last of the Commanchies, and Art Editor of the Dome answers for himself on other pages of this book. John Hynes, actor and gentlem.an, upheld the honor of the class in oratory by winning the Peace Oratorical. And Portland Conway, the engineer-poet of the Willamette, more than upheld our name with the Muses. Others there are among us who deserve eulogy, but of them anon. The usual quiet of our pond was sometimes slightly disturbed by pebbles from the Faculty and the lawyers, but the memory of these is buried in brighter memories. We rejoice to think that dur- ing our time Notre Dame has lost but one football game, but one debate, and but few other contests of any kind. We remember that the enrollment has steadily increased; that Notre Dame ' s fame has steadily grown, and we are eminently glad that we have been for- tunate enough to be a part of our college during these years of grace.

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Senior History DO you remember the banner that hung on the gym in the autumn of 1910: Western Champions in Football and Track? Do you remember the tales of the mighty men of old? Do you remember the Old College bunch? Yes, and how insignificant we felt! Somehow we feared that the golden days were over and that we had come just too late. But as we review the past four years from our present ground, and recall the great games we have seen, the adventures experienced, the lessons learned, perhaps, and the good times we have had, ancient history pales into insignificance, and we congratulate ourselves upon having lived at Notre Dame durmg the height of her glory. Our time has been one of many records, of bustling activity, of unceasing interest, of genuine progress. How eagerly we awaited the Michigan football game in our Freshman year: — you know, the one that was so wisely cancelled by Yost the day of the game. Then there was Military; yes, it came along with us (but we didn ' t bring it, so hold your missiles). There was no conscription in those days, and good behavior brought so many extra pers each week besides credit for a unit towards our degrees. That was the year, too, when a track meet was a disappoint- ment if Fletcher or Martin or Philbrook or Devine didn ' t tie a world ' s record. We finished by winning the boat race from the ' 13 crew. As Sophomores we returned to face the University ' s war on the little enemy. Some thought this about it, some thought that. A few didn ' t think the powers were in earnest and gave the law a trial. We mourned their loss. Since then we have been careful. Then the Colonel came home from Europe as Sir William, Knight of St. Gregory; Norton made his bun-eating record with twenty-six to his credit; Uncle Sam gave us a weather bureau, which now that we have it, we don ' t know what to do with it: and the Military Ball made its debut. As a class, too, the four-vear men of 14 made their V

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IT seems the unison and fellowship of the Law class of ' 1 4 began to make itself apparent for the first time early in September of the Freshman year. All were equally remiss in preparing the lesson; and harmony alone can express the nature of the snores that emin- ated from every part of the room when Judge Farabaugh exercised the hypnotic influence of his s(o)norous voice. Early in the Freshman year there developed a tendency to pop- ularize separation from the University, and even that threatened to be harmoniously received. A few of the boys too ardently carried out their designs along this line before the forces were mobilized, and as a result they rode back hum alone on the butt of a cigarette. Poynt Downing piloted us as Freshmen, and his administration was so successful that he received charge of the helm again when we were labelled Juniors. Not least among his deeds was the bearing the brunt of the Freshman banquet affair. The Junior year was practically devoid of stunts except for the dance, because serious study would not permit of them. The end of this year was in the nature of a graduation for most of the Law ' 14 men, owing to the fact that the wholesome influence of Father Carrico was concluded when he passed us in his Logic, Ethics, and Psychology classes. It may be said in all justice to every man in the class that there is no one among us who is pre-eminent as a good fellow or who is endowed with an especially superior thinking apparatus. For this reason the class is unique; for this reason it has hung together. In 1935, when the Gold and Blue, representing the West, in the national Championship, shall line up against the leader of the East, a diminutive Dorais will lead our team, while a younger generation of Gushursts and Duggans will battle for Alma Mater in line and backfield; the cheers of their proud sires will be mingled with those of Senators Curry, Downing, Hogan and Canning, for the bonds of our fidelity will not be severed by our departure from Notre Dame.