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

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Elizabeth E. Sherman. sited pleasure, unless she is “tired, ston, and comes daily Sh ! Sh ! Sh ! Who friend Edna E. Daw- she moves to bring She gazes with wide less actions of her ejaculates in dis- mustn’t, girls !” She and always eager for ful of the precept, given you.” High among the ston’s illustrious sons the well-known wheelman. The class is proud of him as a man, a student, and an athlete. With all his good qualities he has, however, one little failing, a weak- ness for the female sex. Most any night you can see his wheel leaning against the fence in front of a certain house in Wake- field. Where is Denny? But he is still young and, like many another young man, is sowing his wild oats in his youth. Johnny Wilby, alias Johnny Bull. Little, but oh, my! He finds great pleas- Euzabeth A. Sherman is a young lady of very decided opinions. When once determined upon a course, she gen- erally means to carry it out, regardless of its effect upon whatever poor mortals hap- pen to be in her way. Her independence, frankness, and dislike of the plain pro- ceedings of life are marked characteristics. She is a very good critic of all things (ex- cept her own abilities and perceptions), and is popular because she doesn’t try to be. Her company is always a much de- She is a resident of West King- in the college team, comes? Ah! Our LEY. She tries as order out of chaos, eyes at the tliouglit- fellow-students and tressed tones, “ You is a faithful worker knowledge, is mind- “Ask and it shall be Edna e. Dawiej-. names of South King- ill be found that of Arthur A. Denico.

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so Miss Mary W. Rockwell entered the College with us and accepted an invitation to become honorary member of our class. Since then she has been of great value to us in both social and intellectual problems. She is an excellent teacher, and : The pupil who well knows his lesson Goes to class with an easy mind ; But he who fears to be questioned, Comes quaking with fright on behind. Miss Mary w. Rockwell. As matron of Watson House, she has thus far easily succeeded in keeping the young ladies within bounds. H. D. Smith is a quiet sort of chap, from North Scituate, of whom it can be said that still waters run deep. He came to us a man of quiet and gentle mien, but alas, he has become enslaved to the demoraliz- ing influences of his environment. He has lately taken a great deal of interest in social life, and has been induced to join the dancing class. It is also whispered about the College that he is showing a great deal of attention to the fair sex. We hope, however, that this will not be detri- mental to him, and that he will keep up the fine record he has made thus far as a Student. Howard D. Smith.

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ure in annoying the occupants of Davis Hall by playing on his clarionet, but to see him play you would wonder how such ear-rending noises could be produced by such a diminutive person. Last year lie played end on the foot-ball team, and met with fine success until he broke his nose(?) His favorite theme is the massive size of Englishmen. Charles S. Burgess, the notorious Crook from Providence, takes great pleas- John wuby. ure in playing base-ball, of which he takes a 35-hour course each spring. He is a prominent member of the Solitaire Club, which also e P s to make his dreary hours at f; ' v Kingston more cheer- ful. He finds it quite impossible to tear himself away from Lr ' -W, the attractions of Providence (Olympic and Westminster), and so extends his SEL vacations a week later than the usual 1 time. Who comes so Id- quietly and soothes our ruffled spirits by her gentle presence? Nothing angers her and no hasty words fall from her lips. Her geatest fault is lack of confidence in Charles S. Burgess. herself. She is in- dispensable in the printer’s room and is fast becoming an expert stenographer and typewriter as well as typesetter. Have you guessed her name? What, if not Anna B. Sherman? Nellie A. Briggs is pre-eminently a young lady of charm. Had she lived in the good old days of yore, she would have had the animals of the forest held spell- bound by the magic of her dark eyes. As the prosaic present claims her, only the unsuspecting youths are drawn irresista- bly to her feet and entangled in the meshes of her net. She is especially fond of lab- Anna a. Sherman.