University of Wisconsin Milwaukee - Ivy Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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How eagerly the juniors always listened to the rhetoricals we have given so willingly for their edihcation. Now that they have taken up their share of this burden, a new custom has been instituted of serving light refreshments during the performance. Up to date, the faculty have been a minus quantity at the aforesaid exercises, escaping both refreshments and rhetoricals. However, under the revived system of squads, the blessed privilege of the listener is open to each and every one of them. Time and again Mr. Bussewitz has raised our anticipations to the highest pinnacle by announcing A s-t-a-r g-a-z-i-n-g p-a-r-t-y at seven o'clock.', Then Miss Walliiig, with poetic insight, would select as closing number, '40 Moonlight Hours Have joys For Me! But the weatherman invariably cancelled his engagement. During our reign the faculty hrst had an idea-a plan of attaching each Normalite to some member of said faculty, the whole to be known as a family, the head to be consulted on matters mental, moral, and phys- ical. ffWliose family are you in ?,' was the all-pervading question which greeted us for days after one of those ommozzs faculty meetings. Barriers between Junior and Senior burned away,-all differences of intellect and talents sank to the background under the strong ties of consanguinity. The marvelous access we had to the heart of our teachers was due, in no small measure, we believe, to our studious habits. At times the assem- bly buzzed with the busy hum of bees gathering honey QU, while up in the corner the theory of music class held sway. There were intervals when those sympathetic Latiners Cwho always had a monopoly on the assem- blyj were disturbed in their trotting, by the tea-kettle sputtering in the CO1'11C1'-- M M bubble, bubble, bubble. Our Nsticktoitivenessiy was irrepressible. Five o'clock, the signal for retreat, found us doing special work not assigned in the school curriculum. Not ab-sorption and not cramming Found us fart-her than to-day. But to buck that each to-morrow, Was our destined end and way, 27

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us a reception where we partook bounteously of the viands supplied by , their shekels After this we felt more refreshed and went on our way rejoicing. Wlieii we were f1zm'01's, we tlwzzight as juniors, we spake as juniors, and we felt as juniors, but when we became SUlL7.07'S, we put away childish things, and enrolled in that vast army preparing for 'fone of the noblest callings cte1'm'fy offers. As juniors, we joined in the chorus, just As I Am, but as Seniors, Mr. Gove failed to convince us of the fact. As juniors, with what delight we listened to Miss Shrieves giving those explicit directions as to our gym. suits. How quickly we skimmed up the tottering ladder, and what remarkable progress we made on those slippery, dangling ropes! In the kindergarten, Miss Binzel seeks, once for all, to awaken self activity, but poor Doctor Case has had to awaken it every Monday morn- ing. In the laboratory he has had to grapple with tough problems, and was puzzled to know whether it was a solid that floats kind of liquidy, or a liquid that flewf' Time only will reveal the mystery. It can never dim the happy recollections of the many pleasant hours we spent, hopelessly and aimlessly, hunting for the latent heat of fusion. Qften, fain would we have soared aloft on the wings of faith, but the principle of flotation would not set in. The buoyancy of our data was overcome by the keen- ness of a pair of Julius Lando's strongest nippers. XV e did not hope for 1mmun1ty, even though Doctor Madden had do1 l ' l to secure it. A . ie ns Jest to show us how Into the inner reces led. Before we had finished our course in general history and professional ses of the goddess of household economy we were grammar, we had learned toydzspense with washing and ironing, at the expense of much additional scrubbing: ' All along o' diriivzess, All along o' mess, All along o' blottin' thing Rather more or lessg QS, All along a scratchin' out, A dottin' t's and i's,- I Mind you get your papers l R1ght color, and the size! 26

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Q.-.....-, All this was in the schoolroom. But we were not slothful on the field. If you doubt our victories, you must needs look at our scores-scars we have none-only trophies from glorious victories, gloriously won. Cn the broad field of debate at Whitewater, the invincible trio, Zuppke Brothers and Estabrookn, carried off the laurels, while the name of Kline, immemorable in the twentieth century, shall go- down through the ages, a symbol of the learning and power of the class of nineteen hundred and one. Basket ball was ever our stronghold- Who are stunners? Who are hummers? It is the 1 Nineteen Qners ll But now our race is almost run, We have fought the fight, we have finished the course, and to the juniors we are about to yield the sceptre. We -may write history, but we may not prophesyf, We can only hope that, out of the contact with earnest co-workers, from the close asso- ciation with teachers who have ever had our larger interests at heart, from the guidance of a president who has striven to imbue us with his own lofty ideals, there has come to us such inspiration for further growth and develop- ment, that, capitalizing on experience, we shall press forward toward the mark of the prize of the high callingw we have chosen. H1sTo1uAN. 28