University of Rhode Island - Renaissance / Grist Yearbook (Kingston, RI)

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bouquets innumerable. At first, a frown of disgust settles on the features of the proctor, then, as he takes in the humor of the situa- tion, it changes into a smile such as only he can give. He pushes into the room, grasps a frightened Senior in either hand, and gently leading them toward the door, remarks in his persuasive voice, “COME BOYS, YOU HAD BETTER GO TO YOUR ROOM.” “■Go • TO YOUR ROODS '

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Senior Dignity I T was on the night of the 16th of December. The sweet strains of music were still lingering in the ears of the students, as they made their way from Lippitt Hall to their rooms. Oc- casionally an air from one of the selections just played would float upon their ears as it was whistled by some musical genius and the Juniors were congratulating themselves upon the unparalleled success of the evening’s performance. Except for the occasional boiler explosion, fire alarm, or the croak of a Freshman, there was naught to disturb the blissful reveries which all were enjoying. Even Tip Tyler was visiting Jim Allen instead of making his customary rounds of inspection. Suddenly the walls begin to shake and tremble. Book racks tumble, picture frames rattle, and the whole atmosphere is con- vulsed by a noise, such that the roar of cannon, the echos of Ladd’s voice when heard in the reading room, or even the chatter of Eldred’s teeth when the Dr. called him into the office, are not to be compared with it. Those who are brave enough, cautiously look out of their doors to ascertain, if possible, the cause. But the everwatchful Tip only knows that it is an unlawful racket, and that it is his duty to stop it at once. He therefore launches forth on a tour of investigation, and locating the scene of action in room 32, makes his way there P. D. Q. Thrusting open the door, his astonished gaze meets the cause of the great upheaval of forces. Two grave and reverend brethren of ’99, not satisfied with the entertainment of the evening, are adding a sequel- At the farther end of the room, the brother from Point Judith is acting the part of the Prima Donna of the evening, while the brother from Paw- tucket is pacing ceaselsssly back and forth, each step of his iron heel shaking the building anew, and presenting the singer with ♦That is, with great alacrity.

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junior Class I,ucy Harriet Putnam, our long suffering honorary mem- ber. We call upon her whenever we are in need, or discour- aged, or in debt, and she proves a valuable friend by scolding, exhorting or encour- aging, as the case de- mands. She has a great fondness for Bos- ton, and leaves us without any warning at the most unaccount- able times. Boston is an attractive place. Edith Goddard is a cheerful jollier from the word go. She is the great authority in the English class, where she delivers with great volubility crammed Chaucerian phrases and scraps of old mythology. Her social progress during the past two terms has been most marked, especially manifested by the number of her evening “At Homes.” Rowena Hoxie STEERE is a young lady with a very inde- pendent spirit As witness, her cuts in Trig, and other cuts which she has distributed with no less unsparing hand. She has always been a day student and a resident of Alton. Bertha Douglas Tucker is a typical conservative, with a mint of lofty ambition. She takes pride in her class standng, although she strikes something occasionally in which she does not capture an A. A great stickler fo r class honor and dignity. Morton Robinson Cross. This slim youth is a professional photographer. Formerly a leader in athletics, he has retired from