University of Denver - Kynewisbok Yearbook (Denver, CO)

Text from Pages 1 - 242 of the 1898 volume:

A TYPICAL. COLORADO LANDSCAPE KYNEWISBOK Vol. I. 1898 Published Annually by the Junior Class University of Denver lAVtW auiii KYNEW1SBOK Kind friends, the key of Wisdom's Royal Rook Your gift becomes; your privilege 'tis to look ’Neath white and crimson covers bright and fair. Enjoy and read whatever's written there. With thought and labor 'tis prepared for you; In kindliness bestow the praise that's due. Secure we hold the book—and padlocked strong— But what is ours, to you shall now belong. Oh, may each page breathe forth a magic spell ! Keep safe the key and let it serve thee well. v Verse—gay and sparkling, witty, solemn, sad; Or stories—sometimes mournful, sometimes glad; Light college gossip: jokes of college hall; Unite in harmony to please you all. Mid future scenes, when life seems dark and drear, Each page of Wisdom's Rook shall bring you cheer. j ‘Oli, Kynewisbok live!” we all proclaim, “Now and forever!” Let increasing fame Each year shed glory on the Juniors’ name! I. Bruce Editor in Chief John B. B vio Business MfcnMjer L Wi n if red Wi I Urd Che� . M. DcerJorff. Au! Buv M f. T. Bruce King. fcJItortrr-Olef Ore C. TevVw. Ed. Wit � 1 Humor JeAn B. Devil. Bui. Mgr. Mery LloJvey Berber CC P. Hiller I. Winifred WillerJ. Am i Editor O. L. Orton l . N. Joeitt EDITORIAL BOARD Editorial j IIE Class of ’99 lias always held a high ideal of what Juniors should be. From the days when we entered Denver University as gay and verdant Freshmen, our efforts have been covered with success. We have ranked first in the class room, and we have been victors in some of the less dignified contests of college life. An unusual amount of class and college spirit characterized us during our first two years in the halls of Denver University, and when at last we were really Juniors—the envy of all other classes—we determined to add yet greater glory to our class annals by the publication of a college year-book. In publishing Kynkwisbok, Volume One, we are following the example of the Class of ’96. Since Mount Olympus” was published, Denver University has had no college annual. The need was seen by the Class of '99, and with courage and determination we assumed the responsibility. The work of an editor is by no means a sinecure; a great amount of labor and time has been expended in bringing into its present form this history of one year’s life at Denver University. We do not claim for our book a great deal of originality, nor do we claim its right to be ranked among the immortal works of literature, for we believe, rather, that the purpose of an annual is to keep fresh in the minds of the students the happier, brighter and lighter side of their life at college. If in alter years, when life is proving to be real and earnest, when one has almost forgotten that there ever were happy, care-free college days—if then you take from its place on the shelf the dusty, timeworn copy of Kynkwisbok, and for a time, as you recall old days and old associates, your hearts are lighter and cares are less crushing, the Class of ’99 will feel that the true mission of Kynkwisbok, Volume One, has been accomplished. As we have followed the precedent of ’96, may the Junior Classes of the future look upon the example of the Class ot ’99 as one worthy of emulation. Faculties William Fraskr McDowell, ♦. r. A. . . . Chancellor of the University and Professor of Mental and Moral Philosophy, and Evidences of Christianity. A. B. '79, Ohio Wesleyan University; S. T. B. ’82, Boston School of Theology; M. A. ’82, Ph. D. ’91, S. T. D. ’94, Ohio Wesleyan University; ’82-’90, Pastor in North Ohio Conference; since ’90. Chancellor Denver University. College of Liberal Iris Herbert Alonzo Howe . . . Dean of the Faculty of the College of Liberal Arts, Professor of Astronomy, and Director of the Chamberlin Observatory. A. B. ’75. Chicago University; A. M. ’77, Cincinnati University; Sc. D. ’84, Boston University; ’75-’8o, Assistant in Cincinnati Observatory; since ’8o, Professor in Denver University. Published in ’88 a volume on Higher Equations: in 96, “A Study of the Skv;” in '97, Elements of Descriptive Astronomy.” Am mi Bradford IIydf., 4� . N. ©., l . B. K. . . . Professor of Greek Language and Literature, and Instructor in the Romance languages. A. B. ’46, A. M. '48. Wesleyan University; I). D. ’58, S. T. D. ’68, Syracuse University; '46-’62, Professor of Latin, Cazeuovia Seminary, N. Y.; ’62-’64, Pastorate, Rusliville, N. Y.; ’64-'8o, Professor of Greek; ’8o-’84, Professor of Hebrew and English Literature, Alleghany College, Pa.; ’84-’90, Professor of Greek and Latin. ’89-’90. Acting Chancellor, ’90, Professor of Greek. Denver University. A founder of the American Philological Association; member of American Oriental Society. Anna A. Fisher...............Professor of English Literature, and Preceptress. A. B. '88, A. M. '92, Antioch College; ’8o-’8i, First Assistant Principal, ThompsonviHe, Conn., High School; Lady Principal Wyoming. Pa., Seminary; ’go-Yv Post-graduate course in history, Syracuse University; declined in ’92 proffered presidency of Barton College, and in ’97 the deatiship of Syracuse University; since '92 professor in Denver University. . . Professor of Pure Mathematics. 13 Herbert Edwin Russell, ♦. N. h A. B. ’84, A. M. ’87, Wesleyan University; ’84-’86, Professor Mathematics. Maine Wesleyan Seminary; ’86 ’87, Graduate Student in Mathematics, Johns-Hopkins University; 87.'91, Professor Mathematics, Boys’ High School, Reading, Pa.; ’91 -'96, Assistant in Mathematics, '96, Professor of Pure Mathematics, Denver University. James Edwin LbRossicxol . . Professor of History and Political Economy. A. B. '83, McGill University, Montreal; 88-'S9, Teacher in Public Schools, M jntreal; ’8y-’92, Graduate Work in Philosophy, Economics and Pedagogy, Leipzic; Ph. D. '92. Leipzic; 92 Fellow in Clark University; ’92-94. Professor Psychology and Ethics, Ohio State University; ’94—, Denver University. Edward Buckingham Taylor Spencer, a. K. k ... Professor of Latin Language and Literature. A. B. ’88, A. M. '91, DePauw University; ’88 ’92, Professor Latin and Greek, Moore’s Hill C liege; ’ 92 94. Graduate Work in Greek, Latin and Sanskrit, Johns-Hopkins University; ’94 —, Denver University. Anne Grace Wirt, A. .......................Professor of German and French. Ph. B. 84, Ph. M. ’87, Syracuse University; 84-'87. Preceptress State Normal, Mansfield, Pa.; 87-’88, travel and study in Germany and France; ’88-’9i, Preceptress Genessee Seminary, Lima, N. V.; ’9i-?92, study and travel in Europe; ’92-’93, Teacher of German, Norwich, Conn., High School, '93 ’95, Teacher of German and French, Genessee Seminary; ’95, travel in Europe; ’95—, Denver University. Willis Thomas Lee, ♦. N. •� . . . . Professor of Geology and Biology. Ph. B. ’94, W’esleyan University; ’94-’95. Professor, State College, R. L; ’95—, Denver University. John Wesley Wetzei........................Professor of Oratory and Elocution. Ph. B. 94, B. O. ’94, Southwest Kansas College; ’94-’95, Teacher, Greenville College, III.; ’95-’96, special student in oratory, Northwestern University; ’96—, Denver University. Wilbur D. Engle, A. T. 0..................Professor of Chemistry and Physics. A. B. '93, Albion College; ’93-’95, Instructor Chemistry and Physics and Post-graduate student. Albion College; Professor Physics and Chemistry, Denver University; 'g-j-'gH. on one year’s leave of absence. Frank Irving Shepherd 14 . . Professor of Chemistry and Physics. Ph. C. 91, University of Michigan; A. B. 95, Iceland Stanford, Jr. University; M. S. ’97, University of Cincinnati: '96-’97. Fellow in Chemistry, University of Cincinnati; ’97 ’9S, Denver University. College of medicine John W. Graham..................................Emeritus Professor of Medicine. M. D. 67, Jefferson Medical College. Frederick J. Bancroft . . Emeritus Professor of Fractures and Dislocations. M. D. 6i. University of Buffalo, N. Y. Chari.es Df.nison, 2. ♦. . . Emeritus Professor of Diseases of the Chest and of Climatology. A. B. ’67, A. M. 70, Williams College; M. D.’69. University of Vermont. Henry A. Lkmkn..................................Emeritus Professor of Medicine. M. D. ’64, St. Louis Medical College. Arnold Stkdman...................Emeritus Professor of Obstetrics and Puerperal Diseases, and Lecturer on Medical Ethics. M. D. ’65, Williams College. William E. Wilson...................Emeritus Professor ot Materia Mediea and Therapeutics. M. 1). ’63, University of the City of New York. John W. Collins..............................Emeritus Professor of Gynecology. M. I). ’6o, Tulane University, La. Samuel A. Fisk, Dean, Y..................................Professor of Medicine. A. B. ’77, A. M. '84, Yale; M. D. ’80, Harvard University. Edmund J. A. Rogers........................ M. D. ’87, McGill University Medical College. Professor of Surgery. Edmund C. Riykrs . . . . . . Professor of Ophthalmology. 5 M. D. ’69, University of Maryland. Henry H. Howland.....................Professor of Laryngology and Rhinology. M. I). ’7s, University of the City of New York. Joseph A. Sewali........................Professor of Chimistry and Toxicology. M. I). 61, Harvard University; LL. D. ’77, Knox College. Henry Sewall, A. K. K..................................Professor of Physiology. B. S. '76, Wesleyan University; Ph. D. ’79. Johns-Hopkius University; M. I). '88, University of Michigan; M. I). ‘89. University of Denver. Edwin R. Axtell, Secretary...........................Professor of Renal Diseases M. D. ’88, Miami Medical College. Charles B. Lyman........................Professor of Fractures and Dislocations. M. D. ’86, Harvard University. John M. Foster............................................Professor of Otology. M. D. ’91, University of Tennessee. F. H. McNaught............................................Professor of Obstetrics. M. D. ’78, College of Physicians and Surgeons, N. Y. Horace G. Wet her ill..................................Professor of Gynecology. M. D. '78. University of Pennsylvania. Charles A. Powers.........................................Professor of Surgery. M. D. ’84. College of Physicians and Surgeons, X. Y. Howell T. Pershing....................Professor of Nervous and Mental Diseases. M. Sc. 8i, LaFayette College; M. D. ’83. University of Pennsylvania. Herbert T. Whitney........................................Professor of Medicine. A. B. ’77, M. D. ’81. Harvard University. Sherman G. Bonnby.........................................Professor of Medicine. A. B. ’86, A. M. ’89, Bates College; M. D. '89. Harvard University. Professor of Orthopedic Surgery. • 16 George B. Packard...................... M. D. 74. University of Vermont. Walter A. Jayne......................................Professor of Gynecology. M. 0. ’75. College of Physicians and Surgeons, N. Y. William H. Bf.rgtoi.d, I. K. I. (locall..............Professor of Pathology. M. D. 86, Buffalo Medical College; M. Sc. '90, Hobart College. Lewis E. Lkmkn.................................Clinical Professor of Surgin'. A. M. 83. ShurtlifTe College; M. I). ’71, St. I.ouis Medical College. Oscar J. Pfeiffer, A. M........................Clinical Professor of Surgery. M. I). ’84, Harvard University. John W. O’Connor...............................Clinical Professor of Surgery. M. D. ’79, Rush Medical College. William B. Craig............................Clinical Professor of Gynecology. M. D. 75, St. Louis Medical College. William S. Bagot............................Clinical Professor of Gynecology. M. D. ’87, Trinity College, Dublin. Alfred Mann, A. B.......................................Assistant in Pathology. M. D. '92, Hanard University. John C. Graham .......................lecturer on Embryology and Histology. M. D. ’89, Starling Medical College; '9o’9i, Universities of Berlin and Vienna. Alfred C. Godfrey....................................Demonstrator of Anatomy. M. I). ’90, Rush Medical College. Thomas J. Gallahkr, M. 1) ... Associate in Laryngology and Khinology. William B. Fknn.........................................Assistant in Pathology M. I). 91, University of Pennsylvania. 7 Lt. Coi. A. A. Woodhull, U. S. A.......................Lecturer on Hygiene. LL D., M. I). ’59, University of Pennsylvania. Alfred E R. Seebass .... Lecturer on Pharmacology and Materia Medica. Pli. G. 88, New York College of Pharmacy; M. D. ’93. University of Denver. Henry W. Rover .... Lecturer on Therapeutics and Prescription Writing. M. D. 85, Miami Medical College. William C. Mitchxli......................Associate Professor of Bacteriology. M. D. 89. University of Maryland; ’90. Post-Graduate in Medicine, Johns-Hopkins University; ’91-’92, University of Berlin. Charles D. Spivak............................Associate Professor of Anatomy. M. I). ’90, Jefferson Medical College. Carroll S. Edson, 4 . B. K................Associate Professor of Therapeutics. A. B. ’88, A. M. ’92, M. D. ’92, Harvard University. Rupert 0. Butterfield, Ph. B. . . . Assistant in Embryology and Histology. Cass E- Herrington, Esq....................Lecturer on Medical Jurisprudence. Clinton G. Hickey......................................Assistant in Medicine. M. D. ’91, Albany Medical College, Edward Delehanty.......................................Assistant in Medicine. M. I). ’95, University of Colorado. George H. Stover....................................Assistant in Medicine. M. I). ’93, University of Denver. Carl Johnson...........................................Assistant in Surgery. M. I). ’91, University of Denver. Lewis M. Walker.................. M. I). ‘91, Harvard University. Assistant in Surgery. IS P. T. Rucker............................................Assistant in Surgery. NI. I). ’93, University of Denver. F. B. Ambi.hr...........................................Assistant in Obstetrics. M. D. 96. University of Denver. Josephine L. Pbavky................................AssisUnt in Gynecology. M. D. ’95. University of Denver. Samuel Bku................................Assistant Demonstrator of Anatomy. M. D. 96. University of Denver. College of Ldll’ Albert K. Pattison, X. ♦...................................................Dean. A. B. 68. Hamilton College. Charles J. Hughes. Jr......................................Professor of Law. A. M.f University of Missouri. Oscar Reuter...............................................Professor of Law. Juris Utriusquc Doctor, 76. University of Goettingen. Lucius W. Hoyt. a. T. A., 4 . a. 4 ........................Professor of Law. S. B. '82, Michigan Agricultural College; L. L. B- ‘89, Columbia University. George C. Manly, B. 0. II., t� . A. t ....................Professor of Law A. B. '85. University of Denver; A. M. '87. (in cursu). University of Michigan; L.L. B. 87. University of Michigan. William A. Moore, B. b. II., 4 . A. 4 .....................Professor of Law. A. B. ’85. University of Denver; LL. B. ’88. (cum iaudc , Columbia University. First Prize in Municipal Law Columbia University, ’88. Robert J. Pitkin, Scroll and Key. 4� . V.. 4 . A. 4 .... . Professor of Law. A. B. 85. Vale University; LL. H. ’8S. (magna cum laudt ), Vale University. Instructor in I tin. University of Denver, ’85-’S7. Professor of Law. 9 Elmer K. Whitted, a. k. e...................... A. B. ’87, A. M. ’90, DePamv University. Sylvester G. Williams, B. 0. H...............................Professor of Law. S. B. '77, Ohio Wesleyan University; LL. B. 8o, Cincinnati Law School. Instructor in Latin and Mathematics, Ohio Wesleyan University, William P. Hili.housb, A. t ................................Professor of Law. ’yo-’T.U Rutgers College; LL. B. ’76, Columbia University. Henry C. Charpiot, A A ♦ A ♦.................................Professor of Law. S. B. 86, Cornell University; LL. B. ’88, (atm laude), Columbia University. Prize in Constitutional History and Constitutional Law, Columbia University, '88. Lecturer, Law Department, University of Colorado, 93- 94. % Frederick H. Raxdali........................................Instructor of Law. LL. B. ’95. LL M. ’97. University of Denver. Andrew W. Gillette..........................................Instructor of Law. LL. B. '95, University of Denver. Halstead L. Ritter, a. K. k.................................Instructor of Law. Ph. B 91, LL. B. '92, A. M. ’93, DePauw University. Or land S. Isbki.l, ♦. Y., ♦. a. ♦...........................Professor of Law A. B. 88, LL. B. 90, Yale University. School of Theology Wilbur Fletcher Steele, a. k k................Professor of Biblical Literature. A. B. '72, A. M. ’75, Syracuse University; S. T. B. '74, Boston University; 74- 82. Pastorate in Massachusetts and Rhode Island; ’82-’89. Principal Bennett Theological Seminary. North Carolina; ,89- 92. travel and study in Germany and the Hast; S. T. D. '93. Syracuse University; ’92—, Denver University. 2o John Robert Van Pelt.........................Professor of Systematic Theology. A. B. ’82, Illinois Wesleyan University ; '83-84, Teacher Illinois Wesleyan; S. T. B. ’87, Ph. D. 93, Boston University; '87-'9i, Pastorate in Illinois Conference; ’9i-'92, student,UDiversity of Halle,Germany; ’92—, Denver University. Arthur Hyslop Briggs, Dean. B. h. 11 . . . Professor of Practical Theology. A. B. ’8i, A. M. ’84, Northwestern University; S. T. B. 87, Boston University. Herbert Fisk Briggs B. 0. II. . . . Professor of New Testament Exegesis. A. B. ’83, A. M. ’86. Northwestern University; S. T. B. ’89, Boston University. Charles Volney Anthony................Adjunct Professor of Practical Theology. A. M. ’70, Iowa Wesleyan University, (pro causa honoris); D. D. '87, University of the Pacific; 95-’97. Pastorate in California Conference; '97—, Denver University. James Freeman Jen ness, B. e. II. . . . Adjunct Professor of Church History' and Biblical Theology. A. B. ’92, Leland Stanford, Jr. University; S. T. B. ’97; Denver University; '92-'93, Student in Boston School of Theology; ’93-’94 and ’97, Pastorate in Baltimore, M L; '94-'g6, Pastorate in California; ‘97—, Denver University. Albert Cornelius Knudson . . . Professor of Church History and Biblical Theology. A. B. ’93, University of Minnesota; S. T. B. 96. Boston University; Post-graduate work at Boston, ’96, Jena and Berlin, ’97-’98; three years Pastor of Lennox St. Chapel, Boston; ’98—, Denver University. College of Dentistry Ai.va H. Sawins, Dean...............Professor of Pathology and Oral Surgery. I). 1). S., M. I). ’95, Denver University. Arthur C. Watson . Professor of Operative Dentistry and Orthodontia. On leave of al sence. 21 Lloyd S. Gilbert...............Professor of Prosthetic Dentistry and Metallurgy. D. D. S. ’83, Philadelphia Dental College. Charles S. Elder.................Professor of Dental Histology and Bacteriology. M. I). ’95, Denver University. A. H. Ketchum . . . Professor of Technics. Porcelain, Crown and Bridge Work. D. D. S. ’92, Boston Dental College. Henry SEwali..........................................Professor of Physiology. (Also ot the Faculty of Medicine.) Joseph A. Sewall.........................Professor of Chemistry and Toxicology. (Also of the Faculty of Medicine.) Chas. D. Spivak...........................................Professor of Anatomy. (Also 01 tne Faculty of Medicine.) Alfred E. R. Sebbass...............................Professor of Materia Medica. (Also 01 the Faculty of Medicine.) Carroll E. Edson......................................Professor of Therapeutics. (Also of the Faculty ol Medicine.) Conservatory of Music Oliver B. Howell............... ..........................................Dean. Mrs. Oliver B. Howell, Principal.....................Teacher of Voice Culture. Madame Gina Viafora, Soprano . . Teacher of Voice Culture. Theodore Reiss, Principal...................................Instructor of Violin. Grant Weber, Principal . . Instructor of Piano. Adelaide L. Jansen . . Instructor of Piano. ? cW 3 Ulillidm Trascr McDowell ILLIAM FRASER McDOWELL, the Chancellor of our I'niversity, was born on February 4th, 1858, at Millersburg, Ohio. At the age of twenty-one he graduated from the Ohio Wesleyan University, having taken the classical course. Since graduation his alma mater has conferred upon him successively the degrees of Master of Arts, Doctor of Philosophy, and Doctor of Sacred Theology, the last degree being given in 1894. His course in Theology was taken at Boston University, where his record augured a brilliant future. Refusing overtures from an eastern church he returned to his native State, married Miss Clotilda Lyon, of the class of ’80, O. W. U., and entered the North Ohio Conference. His first appointment, at Lodi, was made by Bishop Warren, who then little dreamed of the intimate association with the young preacher, which coming years would bring about. After a year at Lodi and two at Oberlin came five years of service as pastor of St. Paul’s M. E. Church at Tiffin. His pastorate was abundantly successful; in it was developed to no small degree that skill in public speech, which is now so marked a characteristic of the Chancellor. He became known throughout the Conference as an earnest preacher, popular, magnetic, and effective. His zeal and decision of character were noteworthy; his pastoral plans were well considered, and were carried out with an enthusiasm which both won and inspired those with whom he was associated. When Bishop Warren, in the winter of 1889-90, asked the President of Boston University to suggest some one for the Chancellorship of our University, he was advised to look up the young pastor at Tiffiu. His inquiries brought forth satisfactory replies. From one of these we take the following statement: “ His devout, intensely spiritual and manly character, his scholarly methods and attainments, his power to inspire the devotion and admiration of young men, his executive ability, revealed in the management of a large church—all these qualities, it seems to me, eminently fit him for the position. Of all the young men of my acquaintance I would give him easily the first place in my recommendation of a man for your important institution.” The Bishop dropped in at an evening service at St. Paul’s, unannounced. The result is briefly told; he came; he saw; he was conquered. The North Ohio Conference lost one of its most esteemed members, and the University of Denver gained a Chancellor. In May, 1890, the newly chosen Chancellor came to Denver, to look over his future field of labor. He addressed the students, setting forth his wishes and hopes; he told them that he wished to be one of them, to work with them as a brother, in a common cause. Pausing a moment, he asked with the sincerity and directness ever characteristic of him: “Will you take me in?” A tumultuous outburst of applause showed that he had won the student-body. In June of the same year he came again, to be formally inducted into office. Before a great assemblage in Trinity Church the keys of the institution were turned over to him by Governor Evans; in response he made one of the finest educational addresses ever delivered in Denver. The ideal of Christian education which then lay in his mind, and which he has succeeded in developing in our University, is best expressed in an extract from his inaugural address: “A Christian education is exactly like a Christian life, the unfoldmcnt of all the powers that exist, and the creation of new powers. And just as the Christian's THt RESIDENCE OF CHANCELLOR M« DoWfcll life is the ideal life. Inrcause not fragmentary, but complete, so a Christian education is the ideal education for the same reason. It will not aim to make mere pious nobodies, nor smart rascals, but to make the education correspond to the ideal of life. The pure heart most surely brings the clear brain. ‘Our education will never be perfect, unless, like the ancient temples, it is lighted at the top.’ Our great name here is not Socrates nor Plato It is the Name that is above every name. That our students shall know Him and the power of His resurrection is our prayer and aim. That they may be like unto Him here, and with Him hereafter is our largest hope for them. During the eight years of the Chancellor s administration notable progress has been made in the University. The College of Liberal Arts has moved front 5 the cramped and unsuitable quarters at the comer of Fourteenth and Arapahoe Streets to the fine building at University Park. The Iliff School of Theology has been opened, and its beautiful building erected. The Chamberlin Observatory has been built, and the great telescope installed; this has rendered possible the prosecution of original scientific research on a scale never before attempted by the University. An endowment of $100,000 has been received from the late Governor Evans, the steadfast patron and friend of the institution. The School of Law has been established, and has become, in point of amount and thorough- THfc CHANCELLOR'S LIBRARY ness of work, one of the best in the country. The different Schools of the University have been bound more closely together, and a University Council created. Though the Chancellor is at the head of the entire group of Schools, his influence is most felt in the College of Liberal Arts. There his hand is on every detail. The curriculum of the College has been greatly enriched, and the corps of instructors increased, through his efforts. The proportion of candidates for degrees, among the students, is much higher than formerly. A spirit of scholarship, of love of learning for its own sake, has been largely developed. Lectures and addresses by prominent men have become a valuable feature of college life. The students are continually urged to seek after what is best and highest, to 26 reject whatever is inconsistent with true manliness and womanliness, and above all to model their lives after that of the Great Teacher. The Chancellor’s influence is by no means confined to the University, but is felt throughout the State. From a recent article in the New York Tribune we clip the following, which shows the esteem in which he is generally held: “ The Denver University, which is largely under the direction of the Methodists, has at its head a man of the most catholic spirit, of rare scholarship and ability; he is making a university that is rendering important and far-reaching service to the whole region. Chancellor McDowell is recognized by even- one as a man among ten thousand, and his institution, which was founded early in the history of the State, is worthy of encouragement and generous support.” He is a member of the State Board of Charities and Corrections, having been appointed by Gov. Mclntire, and re-appointed by Gov. Adams. He is also a member of the State Committee of the Y. M. C. A. These positions are not, however, so much sources of influence, as recognitions of it. Throughout the length and breadth of the Commonwealth his gifts as a public speaker have made him known. He gave at Greeley the first course of University Extension lectures ever delivered in the State. The subject was “The French Revolution.” This course has been also given in Laramie, Wyo., Colorado Springs (twice), and in Denver where it will be repeated this year. His most popular lecture, entitled “To-morrow and the Day After,” has been delivered once a month, on an average, for several years past. It is a powerful plea for a liberal education, and receives the highest encomiums wherever heard. He is in constant demand for occasional addresses, on all sorts of public occasions. It is, however, in sermons and other religious addresses that the high water mark of his oratory is reached. His baccalaureate sermons are always sources of inspiration to the throngs who listen to them. At four annual meetings of the Collegiate Christian Associations of the country, held at Lake Geneva. VVris., he has been engaged to deliver addresses; his re-engagement for the coming summer shows that he has skill in touching and influencing the hearts of the Christian young men and women in the colleges of our land. For three years past articles from his pen, entitled “ In a Library Corner,” have regularly appeared in the columns of the Central Christian Advocate. To the series of l ooks, entitled “The Picket Line of Missions,” he has contributed a sketch of David Livingstone. The students would be pleased 10 see more of his literary productions put into permanent form. That the Chancellor may long continue to fill the office which he now occupies is the earnest wish of hundreds of students into whose lives he has entered. Or. flmmi B. Hyde T IS said of Giotto, the burly peasant painter, that he went about the streets of Florence busy and humorous, always some joke on his lips, always some beautiful thought in his heart. He was everybody’s friend, ever received with honor, pursuing his peaceful way with a merry word and a jest, and betraying his course wherever lie went by something beautiful, some bit of rude common wall blossomed into an immortal thing. This graphic description of the great Florentine painter is every way applicable to the subject of this sketch, for bits of wisdom, quaint conceits, merry jests and beautiful thoughts fall just as naturally from his lips. Such qualities of mind and heart are the product of a keen and sympathetic appreciation of men and things as they are or as they may be; a sense of humor; an artistic mind and temper, and a deep and abiding trust in God. Circumstances mould men too; struggle develops character. And the boy Amtui who at seven began to work his way, who at eleven attended Oxford Academy and by teaching Latin paid for his own tuition and that ot his brother and sister; the lad who worked on the farm studying and preparing himself for college; entered Wesleyan University as a sophomore and graduated with a total expenditure of $550; this boy Ammi was fit father to the man our beloved professor, and Christian gentleman Dr. Hyde. If you ask how could a young man graduate from college on so small a sum? we reply, though he did not shirk in his contributions to deserving objects, he was self-denying, he wasted nothing, he had no costly habits. Then he had superb health; “physical disabilities from his youth to his ripe manhood never averaged a half a day a year.” Furthermore, this young man never had any sense of humiliation at helping himself through college; but a sturdy sense of pride and self-approval. Dr. Hyde was born at Oxford, New York, March 13, 1826. He graduated from Wesleyan University, Middletown, Connecticut, in 1846. In 1848 he joined the Oneida Conference. In 1850 lie was married to Miss Mira Smith of Utica, New York, and the married life of Robert and Elizabeth Barrett Browning was not more ideally beautiful than the true marriage of this noble couple. For more than fifty years I)r. Hyde has been a teacher. For sixteen years he was Professor of Modern and Ancient Languages at Cazenovia Seminary, and for twenty years Professor of Greek at Allegheny College. Pennsylvania. In 1884 he accepted the chair of Greek in the University of Denver, and for one year was acting Chancellor of the University. In 1894 he was chosen to be the first 28 pastor of the Methodist Church at University Park. He was one of the founders of the American Philological Society, and is a member of the American Oriental Society. In i3fi8 the degree of D.D. was conferred upon him by Syracuse University. I)r. Hyde has used his gifts of mind and heart for the benefit of the world at large; for he has fine literary taste and ability. The Story of Methodism; Articles on The Song of Solomon, Ecclesiastes, Zacariah, Haggai, and Malachi, in Whedon's Commentaries, A collection of Essays, 1500 articles for the Pittsburgh Advocate, articles for the Methodist Review, these are among his published works. But best of all. Dr. Hyde lives most in the love and esteem of thousands made better by his presence, for as a teacher he is at his best. “He adapts himself to the need of every student, presents the dryest of Greek roots in the most palatable manner, rivets to the memory every difficult or elusive point by some unforgettable story, and holds the interest unfagged. Greek grammar may slip from the student's mind, but there ever remains in his heart a chord responsive to the music of Homer, and to his disciple Atuuii B. Hyde. Verses by 3actyl The pale stars yield to a sad faced nun, In rube of sombre gray, Who gently, tenderly places Dawn The rosy fingered child of morn. Into the arms of day. The sun fire burns the golden west. The birds chant soft their prayers, The flowers droop low on the earth's warm breast. The very winds have gone to rest, And Day put by its cares. And Night comes on with noiseless tread, And o'er the dusk earth skims; The wise, wise stars wink out o erhead, The moon glides forth from her jewelled bed, The world is wrapped in dreams 9 The f))aine Tiik Morning. Forth from thesipphire sky The morn beams wide and fair As when its primal rose and gold Was � he l on Eden’s air. Unwithering is the dawn, I ween. For all the changes earth has seen. Cuba. This queenly tropic isle, Laced with its silver seas. Flush with all wealth of loveliness, Fanned with the velvet breeze; Why may not Eden linger here Anti gladden all the charming year ? War. Ah, havoc far and wide ’ Man's brother is his foe; Where birds should sing and flowers should bloom. Is red and grimy woe I In field and village, far and near. Are smoke and stain and groan of war. Thk Vhsski.. Our mighty ship lies near In ministry of peace. For battle trim, vet more intent That war and fighting cease. How calm and strong upon the the tide She bears our flag, our love, our pride ! Tiik Maine. On sky, on shore and sea Softly the evening falls; Each to his post of service, clear The sailor's night-watch calls. True as the stars along the sky. Each from his duty answers Aye! ” Tick Explosion. A shock, an earthquake crash ! A rush of frantic wave ! Some giant tosses her in air. Then drops her to a grave! Down witlj their ship go brave-souled men; The deep lifts none to life again. The Sorrow. Alas for human kind ! What destiny of grief For those who war, for those who fain Would come to war's relief! Roll on, O sobbing sea! in vain Sailed forth our proud, our knightly Maine. A. B. Hydr. 3obn Ivans JOHN EVANS was born in WdynesviUe, Ohio, March 9, 1814. and died in Denver, Colorado, July 3. 1897 In 1838 he graduated in medicine, in Philadelphia. In 1841 he secured the erection of the first hospital for the in-sane in Indiana, and was appointed first superintendent. In 1845, he was elected prolessor in Kush Medical College. He was the founder of the Illinois General Hospital of the Lakes, one of the founders of the Methodist Book Concern in Chicago, and of the Northwestern Christian Advocate, and one of the promoters of the “Methodist Block'' in Chicago. He was one of the projectors of the Chicago and Fort Wayne railroad. Jn 1853, he was one of the founders of the Northwestern University, the town of Evanston, which he selected for its site, being named in his honor. He was first president of its Board of Trustees, and occupied that position for forty-two years. In 1862, he was appointed Governor of the Territory of Colorado by Abraham Lincoln, his personal friend. Twice he was chosen United State’s Senator, when Colorado was knocking for admission as a State. March 5, 1864. he sigued the charter of Colorado Seminary and was President of the Board of Trustees until his death. The entire Union Pacific and Kansas Pacific, “Gulf” and “South Park” systems of railroads in Colorado he aided in promoting. He was the principal organizer of the Tramway system. He was one of the prime movers for lay representation in the General Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church. He aided in the establishment of Methodism and other denominations in this State more than any other person. He was a promoter of great enterprises, a pioneer of civilization, a maker of Empire. He was the most far-sighted mm Colorado has had. He had great friends, like Simpson, and Foster, and Lincoln. He was our leading citizen for years, the foremost layman in his Church. His was “one good gray head, which all men knew.” Concerning him Governor Adams wrote; “This mountain land has never before received into its bosom the ashes of so great a man—few lives have led a career so benificent. Sixty years of activity and every year some achievement for the betterment of his fellow men. He built schools, churches, cities, railroads, but I venture that to-day, if his spirit reviews the past, the most satisfaction will come from the underground road he managed, which led from the slave fields of the South to the freedom of the North. It is no wonder that Abraham Lincoln was the friend of this prophet, pioneer, builder of States. It was a complete life, aud we have only white roses for his memory'. Sincerely, Alva Adams.” Dr. Buckley called him “A conceiver and achiever of great things.” The Central Christian Advocate said: “One of the Rocky Mountains—a lofty peak west of Denver—is named Mount Evans, in his honor, but long after that mountain shall have crumbled to dust the educating and civilizing agencies which Governor Evans inaugurated will bear fruit—even through all eternity. ’ His benefactions were many and large, his services great on many lines, his character, through a long life, unblemished and forceful; his faith in God simple and constant. “ We shall not look upon his like again.” ncuidl Simpson ilbriyht Born June 9, 1S49. Died October io, 1897. A. B.—Ohio Wcslyan, 1870. B. D.—Drew, 1873. Europe—1873-1876, mostly at Halle. D.D. —Baldwin University, 1890. Professor of Biblical and Historical Theology in University of Denver, 1896-1897. IN THE history of the church certain men have obtained classical names, i One is called the Universal Doctor, another the Subtle Doctor, another the Angelic Doctor, another the Magnificent Doctor. There was one Bonaventura, called the Seraphic Doctor. In the circle which knew and loved the late Professor Albright, he is likely to be remembered as the Seraphic Doctor. Many words are necessary to a complete characterization of him, but that one stands on the surface. It was a mark of his character, of his mental and spiritual life, and of his face in many a rapturous moment of prayer or speech or exaltation. He was a genuinely transparent man. His language was a model of lucidity. But the “style was the man. He spoke clearly', because he thought clearly and lived a white life. His great study of St. Paul remains the supreme utterance made up to date in our school. The address was not more a revelation of St. Paul than it was of the mind and life of its author. What men see indicates what they arc. What they bring to a book often determines what they find in the book. It is remembered that years ago at an itenerants club at Delaware, Ohio, where Dr. James Stalker was present. Dr. Albright gave this address. Professor Morris, of Boston School of Theology, said at the close: “Herein is a remarkable thing, that this most complete study of the Pauline writings and life should have developed a Johannine man such as we have heard this day.” Professor Albright had both the modesty and the courage of true scholarship. He made no pretence. He was not ashamed, nor afraid to acknowledge that he did uot know, but he was also not afraid to say' that he did know. It was not easy to carry him off his feet. He walked alike in conversation, sermon and class-room on the heights of great themes with unshaken nerve and steady head. Great men, great books and great experiences had been his teachers, the Great Teacher most of all. For he had brought all his acquisitions and experiences to the touchstone of the Christ life. In that light he read history. In that light he viewed his own age and was not disturbed. In that light he looked toward the future and was not afraid. Seven times in a dozen years he went to the edge of the river. He never had a full man’s strength. But in all the years he did a full man's work. What he endured would have crushed most. What he achieved is a marvel to us all. No more thorough man, no more manly man, no more gentle man, no more Christ-like man, has been seen among us. As Lowell said of Emerson. “We have seen something beautiful pass this way.” It was a brief, flitting vision, but it will never be forgotten. Our l octor Seraphims has lived and lives forever. W. F. M. D, w F S W D� . H A. Hn � n� . E. � . A� t «l Dr. J. R V« � A. E. P ««w� n T� | A M Sa«ta«« OuKrtlw W F. MthnwH Df. M «. W«h«f1tl [ ,. L. S. Lui� u W llovi f � . S- A. N� k t II T Sp vrf UN1VIIKMTV COUNCIL are con Degrees There are degrees in degrees. By consent of the Faculty and Junior class, the following degrees ferred upon under graduates.: To the Freshmen—The Degree of Verdancy. (’Tis true, ’tis pity, and pity ’tis, ’tis true.) To the Sophomores—The Degree of Conceit. (They know not, and know not that they know not.) To the Juniors—The Degree of Popularity. (None name them but to praise.) To the Seniors—The Degree of Imaginary Dignity. (We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow.) Should any student diligently devote one hour or more a day, in addition to his research in the field of literature, to practice in the field of base ball, there will at once be conferred upon him the Degree of Enthusiasm. The same degree may be conferred upon students in other branches of athletics, providing the requisite Degree of Energy is expended. For regular and prompt attendance upon chapel services, there will be granted the Degree of Grace. The Degree of no in the shade is freely conferred upon all students during the week of Term Examinations. The following are the members of the faculty who, with the Junior Class, consent to the conferring of these degrees: YVisehearted Faithful McDowell. Heavenly Astronomical Howe. AL'AUHTOvS BOHOHTIKOS Hyde. Eruditus Beuevoleus Tremulus Spencer. Fraiileiu Anmuthig Gelehrte Wirt. Woodpecker Trilobite Lee. Justifiable Experimental Le Rossignol. Hieroglyphic Equations Russell. Esthetic Accomplished Fisher. •Jaculatory Well-REED Wetzel. Fusible Invincible Shepherd. u The University of Denver confers the following Degrees upon graduates (with a degree of salt) : Aggregated Brains, Amplificatory Masterliness, Soporiferous Beatification, Somniferous Mysteriousness. Laudatory Bookishness, Labyrinthian Magisterialness, Distressing Dangling Suspensation. Ph-osphorescent Gunpowder, Superintellectual Transportable Blessedness, Soteriological Theoretical Declarator, Malassimilated Drugology, Liberated Bombastry, Legislatorial Monstrosity, Lucriferous Loquacious Demonstration, Physiocological Delusiveness. I've been hanging around On the corners of time, For fully a decade or two— Just longing to meet. As it sauntered along, An hour-with-nothing-to-do. What revels we’d have ! Hut I'm forced to conclude Such a creature s too good to be true. At least I'm convinced I never shall find— An hour-with-nothing to-do. —“fadyl. 35 Our lima Water Tune—Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! At the base of mountains grand In the dreamy Western land, Neath a sky of tranquil Colorado blue. Standeth Learning’s classic hall Where we students one and all, Meet to send abroad the fame of Denvet U. Chorus: Hail to thee our Alma Mater. We are thine, oh, Denver U. We will cherish and uphold, Evermore the red and gold, To our colors loyal be and ever true. Seniors have we, grave and staid. And you must not be afraid Of the caps and gowns which make them look so fine. “There are others,” don’t you know— Let the Juniors tell you so, Ninety-eight will soon make way for ninety-nine. Chorus: In their laces fairest looks. In their minds the wisest books Doubtless you have heard the fame of naughty-naught. While our little Freshman band Is the best in all the land, Fully armed for all the battles to be fought. Chorus: While the optative potential And equations exponential We have mastered in our own peculiar way, Latin, French and classic Greek Tremble when we students speak And all difficulties vanish ’neath our sway. Chorus: And our boys in mathematics, Economics, hydrostatics, Truly master all that vexes modern brain. While our girls are truly charming. And have intellects alarming, Knowing all—and more—than college books contain. Chorus: So our love to thee we’ll bring, And thy praises we shall sing In the years of after life, oh, Denver U. And we’ll cherish and uphold, Evermore the red and gold, To ur college loyal be and ever true, Chorus: —Mary Lindsey Barbee. CM1VUUUTY IIALL 9� 59 Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter—seasons four -One coming when the other's reign is o’er, Each working good, whatever be the clime, Each beautiful and loved in its own time. Just so in college life; we’ll show to you The college calendar of seasons, too. Senior Oh, reverend Senior, clad in somber hue, Fair Autumn is personified by you. For, as the ripened product quickly falls From parent stock—so, in these college halls, You have matured, developed, till at last The lessons o’er, from our small world you’ve passed. Forever closed, the golden gates of youth— Go forth to battle, bearing sword of truth. And shield of honor. Be both brave and true. “ God-speed ” shall be our farewell word to you. “ The king is dead ! M There comes an echoing ring— The shout of ninety-nine—“ Long live the king ! ” Senior Organization President, Charles Percy Fonda. Vice-President, Martha Nutter Kimball. Secretary, Edith Beatrice Wallace. Treasurer, Edmund Melville Wylie. Motto—“Animis Opibusque Parati.” Colors—Blue and Gold. Yell—“ Hooray ! Hooray ! The best in the State— Seniors ! D. U., Ninety-eight. Senior Class Edgar H. Crowder. Evans Literary Club. Entered D. U. in 1897, from Iowa Wesleyan University. Margaret Davis. II. B. «t . Entered from Tabor College, Iowa. First two college years spent at Tabor College. Junior—Entered Winter term—Assisted Dr. Howe with calculations for the Astronomical Journal during the year. C. Percy Fonda, B o II. Phi Alpha. Freshman—President of class. Scholarship prize. Sophomore—President of class. Secretary State Oratorical As cciation. Junior—President of class. President 1 . A. Base Ball Captain. Senior—President of class. President «1 A. George W. Gould. Evans Literary Club. Entered the Freshman Class from I). t Preparatory School. Lucy Edith Hammond, II. B. «t . Phi Alpha Literary Society. Sophomore—Secretary of Phi Alpha Literary Society. Junior—President of Local Oratorical Association. 41 Martha Nuttkr Kimball, n. B. «I� . phi Alpha. Entered from East Denver High School. Freshman—Vice-President of class. Sophomore—Vice-President of Y. W. C. A. Junior—President of Y. W. C. A. Mary Edith Schuyler Ingbrsoll, II. B. . Evans Literary Club. Freshman—Sec'y of E. L. C., 2d term. Vice-Pres’t of Y. W. C. A. Sophomore—President of Y. W. C. A. Junior—Delegate to Fraternity Convention at Boston. Senior—President of E. L. C., Spring term. Clyde B. Stevens. B. 0. II. Phi Alpha. Freshman—Entered September, 1894, from Trinidad High School. Sophomore—Treasurer of • . A., two terms. Junior—Manager of Foot-ball and Base-ball teams. Vice-President of 4 . A., Represented Denver University in the State Oratorical Contest. Senior—President of 1� . A. Manager of Glee Club. ’98 Editor of Hesperus.” George E. Toomky. B. 0. II. Phi Alpha. Sophomore—Librarian IlifF School of Theology. Captain and Coach Football team. Junior—Librarian College Liberal Arts. Coach Foot-ball team. Senior—Captain and Coach Foot ball team. leader of Glee Club. Edith Beatrice Wallace, r t B. Freshman—Entered from East Denver High School. Senior—Secretary of Class of '98. Delegate to State Oratorical Convention. E. M. Wylie. B. 0. II. Phi Alpha. Junior—Entered from Hamliue University, St. Paul, in B. S. course. Senior—President of t A. Won first place in Local Oratorical Contest, second place in State Contest. Manager ’98 Base-ball team. Dincty-EidH Up to Date O, Shade of Holme , take not annas A plagiarized attempt like thU. Were not my admiration true I’d surety never copy yon. i? i i WAS just going to say, when I was interrupted, that a college education was the woist thing in the world for a conceited man that doesn’t want to get over his conceit. My advice to any young person who thinks he knows it all, is to remain in that blissful state of ignorance, and never go to college. When you make a fool of yourself, you’ll never know the difference, and you won’t have sense enough to perceive that other people laugh at you. Yes, I am going to tell something of the history of the class of '98. I couldn't begin to tell all, for I might receive a gentle hint from my friends, the publishers, suggesting that a separate volume, at my own risk and expense, wonld be the proper method of placing such before the public. So you must keep still and let me tell it in my own way. The present class of ’98 has undergone many changes. Various vicissitudes have befallen those sometime members, till now there remain from the original number only the Married Man, the Substantial Man, the two young girls who came together to D. U. in the freshness and bloom of their youth, and the lad called 44 Ikey.” Of the others, some have fallen by the wayside and left not a trace behind. One espoused the cause of missions, another wedded the fiddle, while a third married merely a mortal man. Then there was that nameless individual of uncertain age, afflicted like Job—•“ whence and, O heavens, whither has destiny carried him ? Still another was, when last heard from, idly engaged chewing gum. Fortune has, on the whole, been kind. Valuable additions have been made to the class. First came Toomey, from Cottonwood Falls, with frowzle head and theological hopes. He has made au enviable reputation for us in foot-ball. There was Wylie, whose brilliant head was to shine in oratory, and the girl who came from Iowa to study the stars. I must speak with special emphasis of the shrewd common sense displayed by two of our members. They were originally of the class of ’97. They soon realized that was not the place for them. They took a year off to recuperate from the njurious effects of that feeble minded company, and then enrolled with ’98. Last 43 fall came another Crowder into our ranks. I merely “mention in passing ” that he and the girl from Iowa had the measles a while ago. But, on account of the high civilization developed by the members of this class, the disease touched them lightly. Perhaps you don’t know that the more civilized people get the more it takes to kill them off. Now, Indians and heathens in the heart of Africa cannot survive the ordinary complaints of civilization. Those savage commu-munities have been known to die just from measles and mumps, while we who go to college don’t mind them any more than nothing at all. Our last addition was a Kerr from Boulder, an amiable youth with geometrically arranged locks of some length. Just now he has “ Folded his tent, like the Arabs. And as silently stolen away. ' We, however, entertain no fears but that he will appear before the end. I must tell you about our honorary member. We all wanted Dr. Hyde. It was not the decision of the moment, for in it was summed up the judgment of four years’ daily association with this dear, good man. We chose Dr. Hyde for what he had been to us ; because he was the best man we knew; and because he was the wisest man we knew. (I recommend to the freshmen the sad story of The-Young - Man-Who-Tried-to-Tell - Dr. Hyde-Something-He (Dr. H.) Didn’t-Know.) I hope you have observed the modest way I have spoken of 98 all along. Yes, I understand that if I should begin to tell the things we don’t know, it would take all day. But we have learned enough to know that we know we don’t know. In this we are ahead of the vast majority of the human race. What need is there of further words, since you are all familiar with our loud-speaking deeds? But for the benefit of the public, let me mention two facts you may not have heard before—That '97 owe the success of their class-day entirely to our efforts, and that it was to an (honorary) member of our class that ’99 had to come to get a name for their Annual. We have spent a happy and—let us trust—a profitable time with you. old friends. “ Lord, keep our memory green ! ” 44 Che Hem Professor A Drama in One Act Dramatis Persona . The Chancellor; A New Professor; Twelve Seniors. Scena. A room in University Hall, with a wardrobe in one corner. Tempos. The day before the opening of the Fall Term. (The gowns and mortar boards, senior prerogatives, have arrived, and eleven of the class are having a dress parade before making their debut on the morrow.) at Senior (Trying in vain to see herself in a minute pocket mirror)—I think it’s becoming, but no woman could even make mouths at herself in such a glass as this! 2d Seniot (Consulting the only other mirror to be found in the building)— And this one makes me feel as though I had been cut on the bias ! 3d Senior—Where’s Ikey ? 4th Senior—Down at the cot— Oh. no, I forgot. Chancellor left him in charge of the office to direct any new students to our honorable registrar. Hello Here he is! lath Senior (In great excitement)—Are you ready for a lark ? Because, if you are, we can have the best joke of the season. An innocent looking little chap came in a minute ago asking for the Chancellor, and I was telling him where to go when, all of a sudden, it struck me that I could side-track him and then we could put him through the ropes, and just assist the Faculty by giving him a good stiff exam. ! I’ll trot him about the building for five minutes or so, and then bring him in. Say ! one or two of you keep your gowns on, and you’ll pass for sure-enough dons, and the rest of you can be taking the exams.—[Exit.] (Tables and chairs are arranged by the laughing students, and a great confusion of papers, and an enormous book placed on the desk to serve for matriculation.) 3d Senior— Now for the questions. What’s Jimmy’s favorite? Oh, yes. Now give me some more. Pity we haven’t time to typewrite them, but the youngster won’t suspect anything, and my hand is quite as bad as— 12th Senior (Looking in)—Hi, there ! Hurry tip ! Chancellor is coming back, and we’ve got to get our game under cover! 3d Senior—The two oldest will please take seats of honor (All the girls draw back), and the rest of us take off this toggery and fall to work. (After some resistance the two patriarchs are installed, and then only the 45 sounds of scratching pens are heard as the door opens and the amused victim, whose appearance is deceptive, but who is not too old to enjoy a joke, is ushered in by the gravely polite senior.) 12th Senior—Dr. Knowitall, allow me to introduce Mr. Green, who W'ishes to take the examinations. Mr. Green (Coughing nervously to conceal a smile)—I hope, Doctor, that they are not very severe ? Dr. K.—Oh, no! You may take all the time you want. However, we’ll stop at twelve sharp and resume in the afternoon. Here are the questions. Mr. Green (Reading to himself, with increasing signs of agitation)— ' Draw-red lines parallel, and put numerals in the middle of page, and a period after each numeral. Write each letter so that no other letter could be mistaken for it.” Give the key-note of Shakspeare’s plays, and tell all you know about them. Then write a five-thousand word essay on his ideas of life.” Give the arguments for and against the existence of the whichness of the whence.” ‘ Trace the connection between Ganoids and Paleodictyoptera. Make use of your knowledge of astronomy and mathematics.” ” Write in German an essay of five hundred words on ‘ Why the Sky is Blue,’ and then translate the essay into French.” Solve any ten out of the eleven following problems-” Mr. Green (After reading the last question, and stammering with emotion)— Doctor, I can’t do it! Dr. K.—There’s no such word in the English language. Don't sit there and say you can’t, when I know you can. Think a moment! You’ll have it! However, perhaps it would lie better for you to wait and try again next year. (At this, Mr. Green takes out his handkerchief, when all are startled by the abrupt entrance of the Chancellor, who looks in surprise from the seniors to Mr. Green.) Chancellor—Why, Professor, what does all this mean ? I have been looking for you everywhere. Glad to see that you have l een making the acquaintance of some of your future students. Come into my office and we will go over some of the details of your work. [Exeunt Chancellor et Professor, Collapsiunt Seniores.] [curtain.] 46 A Cbundcr Storm on the Acropolis At Athens, a thunder storm occurs about once in each of the summer months. It enlivens the stretch of season in which one might become weary of sunshine, and happy for the time is the beholder. About two. of a July day, a tourist sat redacting and storing for tuture use his morning’s experiences, when he noted a scowl on the horizon, eastward over Pentelicus. It deepened into blackness, and came swiftly to the zenith. There was a swirl of gray clouds, as of battalions falling hastily into position before a battle, and soon it was as if rifles and light guns were opening an action for miles over the Attic Plain. A heavy cloud drifted over the sun. Sharp flashes, and rolling peals of heaviest thunder came into rapid play. One indentified himself with the marble of the venerable ruins, and thought how many such storms in all their years, had burst over them. Rude and boisterous these had been, yet not hostile nor unwelcome. The storm seemed a loud and joyous visitor making merry in these empty weary theatres and temples, and pathways now rarely enlivened by passing feet. Far and wide fell the bright rain, pattering on gardens and olive groves, and breaking into fine sheets on the ancient marbles. Then the clouds drifted over theASgean. They watered and revived Salamis, Megara and Corinth, and at last, rolled away, far westward, beyond the Arcadian range. Over their fast sinking gloom, the sun looked forth again, and was soon in his full splendor, glorifying all the scene. How the old ruins glistened, as if they smiled for joy, and could shout for their ancient friend, the storm ! Poseidon, god of all waters, who once in person had walked this Acropolis, had remembered and refreshed it. It shone as in Apollo’s own radiance, lavished forth to gladden Athena, by shedding splendor on her chosen scat. From the gardens beneath, arose the fragrance of oleanders, and wide over the plain sparkled the gladness of summer. Happy was the hour, and in this sunshine one might listen, thinking he heard on the soft air, some old time song from olive plains, or vine-clad hills, Simonides “wafting his honied voice to the ear of mortals, or Pindar shedding on the earth the effulgence of a luminary unseen l efore. A. B. Hydk. lUh«it a Student Has Tound in College GRAY-HAIRED ALUMNUS of Williams College once said that his idea of college was a log, with Mark Hopkins, the beloved president, on one end and a student on the other. His personal relation with a great and good teacher was the element that had proved strongest and most enduring to him, and was felt as an influence and power in his life, long after text-books and their contents had been forgotten, and the old college buildings—the shell of the living college—had been repaired and enlarged until none of the old land-marks or knife-marks were left. The gradual evolution of a campus and a foot ball team, oratorical contests and society meetings, base ball between the faculty and freshmen, and a year book, all these interests now give variety and enjoyment to our life; but already we feel that the strongest element is that to which President Garfield referred in looking back to his college days at Williamstown,—the personal influence of an inspired and inspiring teacher. Character building means even more to the student than mind development, though I would not underrate the power gained to think and to achieve. Above Dr. Albright's desk was found this quotation from the Biglow papers, which might serve as a college motto. Hosea gives his experience in the terse dialect of New England: Polks thet worked thorough wuz the ones that thriv Bad work follcrs ycr. ez long ez yer live,— You can’t get rid ov’t; just ez sure ez sin It's allers askin’ to be done agin.” The worth of faithful work, the habit of mastering problems, the injunctions to waste neither time nor breath in telling of what he does not kuow, and to be true himself while seeking for truth, have been impressed on the student even more strongly than a knowledge of Greek and facts about x. y and z. For sympathy and interest in his individual well-being and progress, he feels the deepest gratitude, and the ties so formed will hold however far he may wander from his Alma Mater. Not only does the college life include the relation of teacher to student, but also that of student to student. If, as Dr. van Dyke wrote the class of ’97, “The greatest pleasure in life is never to lose your old friends and always to be ready to make new ones,” then we have already begun to enjoy that pleasure. The 48 strength of a friendship is in proportion to what each gives to the other, and nowhere will we find stronger bonds formed by common interests and purposes. The student who bravely works his way has great influence over those comrades who have means enough to be do-nothings, and the fact that there are so many such workers in our midst, helps to create an earnest spirit, which is one of the best characteristics of our college. Our highest aristocracy is one of brains and character. A Denver University student who has advanced with her credits, mathematically computed, from nearly the back seat in chapel to the lowest one in front, is glad to pay her small tribute to the value of the daily exercises, and the many helpful words she has heard from the time when the lectures on the English Bible were first given in the chapel of our former home on Fourteenth street. We have heard of great subjects from great men. and though sometimes only an impression lingers in the mind, the influence and inspiration can never be lost,—have perhaps, already kindled new energy and effort. And of all im pressions the strongest is, that the makers of our college would have Christ Himself at its centre, and His word as the rule of our life. When the student leaves these halls it will be w'ith the earnest desire that what has been given to him may be given in yet fuller and freer measure to others that are tollowing; and with the conviction that the best evidence ol what lie has found in college will be a useful life, worthy of the firm foundation of a Christian education. What ails you little robin? Why are you sad to-day ? All your refrains are minor strains I prithee, make them gay. Or, if you must be all forlorn, And sing so mournfully, Why. couldn’t you put in a note, One wailing note for me? —47artyl. KO Junior Hail, Junior ! In the glorious summer-time Of college life ! Yours if the golden prime. When hopes are brightest, aspirations higher. When lips are touched with Inspiration s fire ! You are the champion of Freshmen’s woes, The Sophomore’s adviser, one who knows The secrets of the Senior. After years Will bring you joy and sorrow, hopes and fears ; Yet, through them all, a vision bright you’ll see— Of college life, so buoyant and so free! Of all its years, which you will most recall, Your Junior year—the happiest of them all. 5« Junior Organization j President, Cora E. Taylor. Vice-President. William M. Galbraith. Secretary and Treasurer, Leland E. Howard. Motto—Mace cyst hwa bist. Colors—Crimson and white. Yell—Qui somus? Qui sumus? Head of the college Supremus ! Nine and ninety ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! J-U-N-I-O-R—Junior I Junior Class Mary Lindsey Barbee T. . B. East Denver High School ’95 Love, sweetness, goodness in her person shined.” Agnes L. Blanch West Denver High School ’95 There was a soft and pensive grace, A cast of thought upon her face.” John B. Davis A. T. A. Hast Denver High School ’95 Builnes Manager Kynewtsbok. He had that merry glance. That seldom lady’s heart resists.” Chas. M Dkardorkf 2. A. E. Entered Sophomore from Kansas Wesleyan University. Assistant Business Manager Kynevrisbok. “His ready speech flowed fair and free In phrase of gentlest courtesy.” Charles C. P. Hiller 2. A. E. Denver University Preparatory ’95. “His sober lips then did he softly part. Whence of pure rhetoric, whole streams outflowed.” Iva B. Dukr North Denver High School '95- “She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought. Wm. M. Galbraith Entered Sophomore from Crtlfh-ton Univertity. “His air, his voice, hia looks and soul, Speak all so movingly in bis behalf.” Leland E. Howard East Denver High School '95 “At school 1 knew him, a sharp witted youth, grave, thoughtful and reserved among his mates.” Daniel N. Jones Entered Sophomore from Colorado University. “Blessings on the man who invented tobacco.” 53 T. Bruch King b. ©. n. Denver University Preparatory '95. Editor-In-Chief ‘ Kynenivhok. An editorship may be a snap. But we haven’t found it true Cora E. Taylor Entered Sophomore from Color a Jo University-. Editor Wit and Humor “Kyneuivhok.” Her air, her manners, all who saw admired. Emma S. Stover r. « . b. Entered Sophomore from Colorado Agricultural College. Thy constant quiet fills my peaceful breast. With unmixed joy—uninterrupted rest. Oporia L. Orton B 0 ll Entered Sophomore from DePauw University With eloquence innate his tongue was armed. Tho harsh the precept, yet the preacher charmed. L Winifred Willard r. I . B. Denver University Preparatory- S. Aistvtant Editor Kynewtvbok.' For she is wise if I can judge of her. And fair she is if that mine eyes be true; And true she is as she hath proved herself. In PJcmoridm—Arthur Braincrd Sfcelc Mr. Steele was a member of the class of ninety-nine, which he entered in September, 1893. He was thrown from his horse ar.d fatally injured on March 29th. and died in Saint Luke s Hospital, Denver, April 17th, 1897. In losing him, ninety-nine suffered an irreparable loss; be was one of the foremost mem bers of the class in promoting its welfare. A white, dear boy, farewell ! Green shall thy memory be. Back of the stroke of mortal pain Thy wholesome life we see. () hearty, kindly soul, Homed in that manly frame. So treelike in thy silent growth As seasons went and came ’ Xo flush of hasty show, Xo gay, untimely spread ; Steady, columnar, strong, on thee What trustful hopes were laid ! In the firm-marching ranks Who life’s hard conflicts gain, How might the feeble, weary, sad, Thy true, brave arm sustain ! Art gone from school and home. Our comfort and our cheer ! How, while in tears we breathe farewell. We feel thee strangely near ! Sure, in the realm of souls With Saviour, kindred, now In love’s full mastery of strength Tenderly serves! thou. A. B. Hyde. History of 99 j Twas a bright day of September, in the fair autumnal weather. When a band of lads and lassies entered Denver U. together. Glad their hearts and bright their faces, as they climbed the college stairs, As they dreamed of naught but sunshine, ignorant of all the cares That beset the student’s pathway—happy youth is not afraid, If, as well as future sunshine, there’s a tiny bit of shade. Buoyant hopes and high ambitions had this little Freshman band, And they vowed that their career should be the brightest in the land. ’Mong the college luminaries how these Freshmen stars should shine, Making names immortal, glorious for the class of ninety-nine. How the laurel wreaths should ever deck each gallant Freshman’s brow— Solemnly they pledged their faith unto the keeping of this vow. So they entered brave, courageous, on their life at Denver U. Most expectantly they waited for the courtesy that’s due All newest comers. But alas, the courtesy came not, And the Freshmen mourned, lamented o’er the sadness of their lot. Haughty, staid and all-wise Seniors never noticed them at all— Made them feel their unimportance in that great, wide college hall. Juniors, too, were high and mighty—silly sophs could not refrain Treating them with condescension, casting looks of great disdain. Which were weakly, humbly taken. Yet within the Freshman raged. Vowed that when they’d grown a little, vengeful war should sure be waged. So, they found that in the pathway, which to them seemed wondrous fair, Sharp and prickly thorns were plenty—hidden 'round them everywhere. But each cloud is lined with silver, and this little Freshman band Found there were, in spite of trials, pleasures, joys at their command: While the laurel wreath of victory’ was known in Freshman year. And many a festive gathering proved life was not all drear. Then they pegged away at Latin, and they pegged away at Greek, And they studied college algebra five long days in the week. While instead of getting x and_ � , they oftetier got .v-cused ; And how old Sturm and Horner those Freshman minds confused ! They mastered everything, of course ; the hardest rules defied. But “ unknown quantities,” e’en now, are their specialty and pride. In the smoothest manner possible they learned to parlez vous. Not satisfied alone with that, they learned to sprechen, too. 5$ They reveled in that H20 and HtS04, While a taste of English Bible made them sigh (?) and long (?) for more. Those Freshman days were truly sweet, but they could not last for aye. So, ere those Freshmen guessed it, Commencement Day was nigh. And there in blazing letters their puzzled eyes before, A magic, mystic word appeared—that word was Sophomorb ! Now, since the Freshman days are o’er, and the Sophomores we see, Importance bids the scribe to change that pronoun they M to “ we.” So “ we1' it is, and at this time, a most important “ we.” We wrote it in great capitals, for all the world to see, And here three roads of learning, all before the Sophomores lay. Each quickly chose one to his taste, and forward went his way. Few travelers chose number one—'twas whispered ’round about That when inside, one found it hard to get again without. The great iron gate was threatening, and as we gazed inside, Two great tall buildings loomed aloft, which made us turn aside ; O’er one was written “Science,” and that cold, that dread abode Kept many timid Sophies from advancing ’long the road. But the other massive building still a gloomier aspect wore, Mathematics,” bright and glittering, gleamed out above the door. And ’twas said that in its portals sleepless nights and troublous days (juick succeeded one another. In a thousand different ways Did the inmate toil and suffer—So, each Sophie shook his head. “ I will seek out something better.” with a little smile, he said. A Grecian temple, pure and white, with walls and towers great— All glistening and gleaming rose inside the next strong gate, O’er the arch was written “Classics,” and below, in letters dear, Read we this: “All fun abandon, ye who freely enter here.” Twas a temple of enchantment—just what Grecian temples are ; But we learned when Greek met Greek. Oh, then there came the tug of war. Green and shady, broad and pleasant was the next of learning’s roads, And we thought that such a pathway must be fairest of abodes; But they told us that in traveling ’long that peaceful, flowering way, Shades of authors long departed, converse held both night and day— That they’d make one quote their writings, and when he at last was done. If he’d quoted incorrectly, pull his hairs out, one by one. Then they told us that the Dryads, who inhabited the trees, Would wait daily for the traveler—when he passed would quickly seize With delight their helpless victim, shut him safely in a tree, 57 There to keep him fast a prisoner till, at last despairing, he Spun an essay, long and learned, from his wearied, puzzled brain. Then, and not till then, would Dryad free him to the woods again. Followed we our paths of learning, and until this very day Are we traveling gay and festive, each along his chosen way. Once, together, in grave council came we, chose we then our king, He our leader, guide, adviser, in each great or trivial thing That came up in Soph’more history; chose we also colors, bright, To be ours in peace or battle—deepest crimson, purest white. Suddenly there came the battle—on a bright and sunny morn, Down the chapel aisle by Freshmen, what a monstrous cane was borne I Wildly waved the white and crimson—hotly waged the battle, too— Knocks and bumps and bloody noses—What did all our boys do ? Thrust the enemy from chapel, in the air their colors flared ; Gave three hoarse, triumphant cheers and, of the faculty bewared ! To the flagstaff went the colors, but alas, a Freshman lad Bravely climbed the tall, old flagstaff—never stopped until he had Placed his colors far above ours. Yet we are a kindly set. And although it is forgiven, still we never can forget. And though our effigy they burned, and said it was a sign Of victory—they conquered not our class of ninety-nine ! Then came the Junior year—a year of triumph and of power; The choicest blessings on our heads the kindly Fates did shower. Our road grew steep and difficult, and as we traveled ’long Our chosen path, we pondered whether ponies, good and strong. Would not prove of vast assistance. Then divided was our force, And the good and trusty infantry went plodding on, of course, While the cavalry, triumphant, o’er this answer to their needs. Jogged merrily along the road upon their docile steeds. New officers we chose—and then a motto, then a yell; And what we did in meetings was done thoroughly and well. Then 41 Kynewisbok M filled the minds of all this Junior band. This annual they said should be the best in all the land. One morning, at the chapel-time we told our little plan— Displayed our gorgeous poster—till each loyal college man Promised aid to 44 Kynewisbok Followed close the thumb-tack tale, But as this has been immortalized, I’ll quickly draw the veil. How we’ve bravely worked and labored for the 44 Kynewisbok’s fame ! For we knew it would shed glory o’er each weary Junior’s name. 58 On its pages find our history for this year of ninety-eight. In our next ’twill be continued, still more glorious and more great, When our Senior robes enfold us, when our Senior caps we wear. For we then shall rule the college—and our sheepskins wait us there. As the Juniors, we have labored that our little lights should shine. As the Seniors—all will reverence the class of ninety-nine ! M. L. B. H Glimpse into the future WAS on a bleak and dismal night, and the fire was sinking low, The bells had tolled the midnight hour, with a solemn sound and slow. Still I lingered o’er my problems, with their mystic x and y. And my brain grew dull and duller, as the hours went slowly by, Till at last a numbness siezed rue, and the room around grew dark— Gone my t ook, and gone my papers, gone the ember’s glowing spark. Down I fell, and kept on falling—shrieked I loud, and louder still, Yet, in vain. No echo sounded, and a strange, uncanny thrill Made me tremble as I wondered what my dreadful fate would be. Suddenly 1 stopped, but darkness, dense, opaque enveloped me. Deepest silence—then a glory like the sun’s bright dazzling ray Lighted up the scene about me, and it took my lireath away. I was in a cave or grotto, of bright glistening gold, the floor; Azure dome above, bejeweled with the brightest gems, galore, While the scent of myriad flowers, and the sound ol fountain’s plash And the waving of the palm-leaves, and the jewel's dazzling flash Almost stunned me as I stood there, as I slowly looked around. As if held by some enchantment. Softly came the low, sweet sound Of gay laughter from the corner, and I quickly looked behind, Saw the mistress of this palace, as she languidly reclined On a massive, golden, jeweled couch, with richest furs o’erspread, And the light from swinging censer, golden radiance ’round her shed ; While her gown was formed of tiny scales, most glistening, most bright, And in each scale, resplendent, shone an emerald’s greenish light. A silver serpent crowned her head, whose glittering, ruby eyes Were just above her forehead, and of most appalling size. 59 Her hair was black as midnight, and not e’en the jewel’s light Could rival all the splendor of her dark brown eyes, so bright. Behind her hung a curtain of shimmering velvet, soft, It swept the golden pavement and extended far aloft. Said she in sweetest accents, ' I’m a wondrous magic queen, And to me is given the knowledge of many a future scene. What in the mystic days to come do you most desire to know ? Declare it—twill be granted ! ” Then I whispered soft and low “Oh, magic queen, I thank you, but I know not what to ask. For to choose one wish from many, it is not an easy task.' Like a star into my dark mind, a sudden thought did shine, And I cried, “Oh, tell the future of the class of ninety nine.” She smiled and nodded, touched a cord, and said, “ I shall begin.” The curtain parted noiselessly and I gazed on sights within : 'Twas a cozy, cheerful, lovely room, with pretty things galore, And “ Bachelor Girl,' in letters bright, was written o’er the door. Someone stood by the table, and the carriage of the head Seemed natural and familiar, and suddenly I said: “ Why Cora I M For, most certainly, undoubtedly, twas she, And I wondered why she would not deign to speak or glance toward me. So I called and called her name, but “ ’Tis a vision, sighed the queen. So I quietly submitted, and enjoyed the pretty scene; But what is that upon the wall ? I look and look again— ’Tis a long, pathetic row of hearts—the hearts of many men. But, alas, the scene is changing, and Bruce stands beside me now. And his mien is high and mighty, furrowed care sits on his brow. “ I am President! he thunders, “All this country's rule is mine. I have brought renown and honor to the class of ninety-nine ! “ Then I thought of bygone hours, when we all had worked and slaved For the Kynewisbok's honor—how we’d ranted, how we’d raved. Now our editor was President—“ How the Fates did surely bring Gifts for ninety-nine, I murmured, “ Blessings on thee, oh, our king ! As he fades lroin view, comes Leland. In a court-room scene is lie, And before a judge and jury makes a strong, convincing plea. “Oh ! I sighed, “ These ninety-niners, how their lamps of knowledge shed Rays around them. ’ Presto, change ! And quick the court-room scene had tied. Wellesley College, in the next scene, and it is Commencement Day ; And the principal rejoices in her great and powerful sway— Yes. tis Agnes, just as dignified and proper, and as staid, As in the dear old college days, when she studied, slaved and—played 6o Then there came a doctor’s office, and there sat the doctor, too. Handsome, stunning—can’t describe him—he was one I surely knew, For through four long years at High School, and through college course beside. We had struggled on together. But the world is very wide. And ere long, John went to Europe—captured there a great degree— Read his sign, 14 John Bramwell Davis,” then in letters gold ' M. D.’’ But the scene again is shifted. What is this ? I rub my eyes. Tis Prof. Russell's room at D. U., there a chair of monstrous size Bears a card which reads: 14 This big chair—Mathematics—is endowed. Then Professor enters, stately, takes his seat with action, proud. Why, ’tis Mr. Galbraith, surely. Fancy takes a rapid flight Back to days of high’r equations, when he mastered xy quite. 44 Lohengrin ” is wafted slowly as the next scene takes its place. ’Tis a wedding—there’s the bride ; but, oh why can’t I see her face ? And the bridesmaids—pretty maidens—-carrying pink carnations sweet. Why, ’tis we—old D. U. maidens—and the ” set ” is all complete. Now the service is all finished, now the bride has turned her head. And I find it is no other than my dear old darling Fred. Then the inarch peals out triumphant, and the party sweeps on past. While I smile to think that Freddie has secured a man at last! The senate chamber next, and there one sits in solemn state : Colorado’s represen’tive—Hiller, wise and good and great; And complacently, serenely, he wears his laurel crown, Ah ! we always knew that he would bring us honor and renown ! A large and well-filled library is next brought into view, There is someone at the table, and—why. Mr. Jones, it’s you ! There’s an inkstand at your elbow and a pen behind your ear. An if you are not an author, I shall think it very queer. E’en as a Junior you had gained considerable fame. Now, thousands and ten thousands are familiar with your name. Another Eastern college—again, Commencement Day— Who is that black-gowned figure, can anybody say ? Bee Duer, truly—she has gained post-graduate degree, And has a handle to her name from A. B. down to Z. There is someone in the background, whose face I cannot see, But a ring gleams on her finger, and I shake my head at Bee. A gay and brilliant poster now meets my wondering sight, And it reads, “The well-known orator will be with us to night.” A name familiar now I see—'tis Deardorff, sure as fate. An orator ! I gasp with joy ; and an orator thats great 6i Next, I see a tiny room, and there stands Emma, without doubt. And first my brain is puzzled to know what she’s about, But such small words as Missions” and then as M Ladies’ Aid” Make me wonder if it’s happened that the gay and festive maid A minister has wedded. Yes, it really must be true ; But who imagined, Emraajine, such things could come to you ! But cheer up, Emma, we will send a frontier box to you, With all your winter clothing, and perhaps your summer, too ! And next, tis in a theatre, and ‘‘Julius Caesar,” great, Is to appear. He enters in royal robes of state. ’Tis Orton, truly, he who once the preacher would have been, But drama called and conquered. Amid the clamorous din Of great applause, he stands at ease, with thousands at his feet; And with an actor in our class our joy should be complete. And now the curtain closed again. ‘‘And what am I to be ? ” I asked the queen. She quietly smiled, and then she said to me— “Just what I am—a prophetess. For this I called you here. My power will now descend to you ; oh, hold it ever dear.” “And shall I have your crown and dress ? ” I asked in childish tone. She smiled again and answered : “ They all shall be your own.” Then lifted she the serpent crown and placed it on my head. And then in voice, prophetic, she calmly, slowly said: M Henceforth the gift of prophecy, that glorious gift, divine, Shall be the sole possession of the class of ninety-nine.” A swift and sudden darkness—a fond farewell to light— The queen, the crown, the palace, had disappeared from sight! A sudden fall—a silence—and oh, what did I see ? My algebra ! I rubbed my eyes—and the clock was striking three ! M. L. B. 62 Junior Class Sony—Crimson and White Aik:— Cheer, Boys, Cheer! Rah ! Hurrah ! Our cherished Alma Mater ! To thee we raise our voices now in song ; Throughout our land where Learning’s torch is lifted. We’ll sing thy praises, loud and full and long ( We love thy halls, thy winding stairs and benches, Thy campus where the wild winds from the west Toss up in sport the foot ball heroes’ tresses, And in applause fair maidens do their best. Chorus. Juniors, shout! We'll pledge our Alma Mater! O’er prairies broad her banner is unfurled ; Long may her ranks of noble sons and daughters Go forth to fame and honor in the world ! Denver, where we learn to make peroxides, Signal stars and hunt the trilobite, Sprechen deutsch and now and then some English, For thee we’ll wave the Crimson and the White ! We’ve link’d rare friendships here within thy borders, Ties which old Time will firmer still unite ; 'Tis then to thee our thoughts will fondly wander Where’er we hail the Crimson and the White. Anne Grace Wirt. 3 XCE upon a morning glist’ning, while in chapel we sat listening To a long and learned discourse on some sanctimonious lore, While we nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the chapel door, “ ’Tis some Junior,” all did mutter, “tapping at the chapel door. Only that and nothing more.” Ah, distinctly I remember, it was not in bleak December, But the sun of February cast its beam upon the floor, And the Senior, oft beguiling Junior fancy into smiling, On the front row sat compiling laments for the year before, For the happy, joyous, Junior year, the year just gone before, Gone from him forevermore. The lecture o'er, from chapel turning, all our souls within us burning, Hastened we to where the Juniors gathered near the chapel door, Where a poster, oh so glaring, colors red and white were flaring, And upon us calmly staring from the wall quite near the door, Held by thumb-tacks in the plaster of the wall quite near the door. That it was and nothing more. 64 Down the hall then came the Master, with unmerciful disaster In the grave and stern decorum of the countenance he wore, Not the least obeisance made he, not a moment stopped or stayed he ’Till he reached that Junior poster close beside the chapel door, Then he looked upon that poster close beside the chapel door— Saw the tacks and nothing more. ■“Junior,” cried he, “tell, I pray thee, what this demonstration may be, Who has tacked this dreadful thing upon our sacred chapel wall ? Do my eyes, forsooth, deceive me, or my senses threat’ to leave me? Oh the sight doth truly grieve me, ’till I think that I shall fall To pulling out those eight rude tacks thrust within the chapel wall,” Thus he spake and that was all. But the Junior soon beguiling all his anger into smiling, Made answer with such rev’rence as his nature forth could call, 4 ‘Sir, you cannot help agreeing, that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing such a poster in this hall, Such a brilliant, gorgeous poster, tacked upon the chapel wall, Tacked with thumb-tacks, that is all.” Lo the poster, tho’ detested, hangs serene and unmolested From eight punctures in the plaster, close beside the chapel door, Telling him who reads, the story of the Junior and his glory, And the ‘‘bok” to him descended from Sir Arthur’s Knights of yore, Of the ‘‘royal book of knowledge” whose unprecedented lore Can be equalled Nevermore ! - Ckt. Ulbat Parents Expect of a College ¥ T occurs to me as possible that many parents do not clearly know what they do expect when they send their children to college. I suspect that not a few of us, if brought face to face with the question, especially if called upon to make definite answer, would discover in ourselves a degree of uncertainty of which we were at least partially unconscious. And yet there is no doubt that the majority of intelligent people look upon a college education as one of the best things they can possibly secure for their children. From the days when our Puritan fathers, few and poor, with a wilderness to conquer, and a world on their hands to make over, added solemnly and joyfully to their labors the work of sustaining a college, the intelligence of the country has believed not only that such institutions paid, but that they absolutely could not be spared, if the nation was to rightly rear its men and women. And I observe that the general sentiment finds sharp and constant expression in the individual thought. Not to mention the cases where the boon can only be secured for the children by the self-denial of the parents, I have never known a thoroughly successful man, even in commercial lines of work who, if he had missed a liberal education himself, did not feel that he must by all means secure it for his son. A sense of being somehow at a disadvantage—a disadvantage often over-estimated—hangs uneasily about him through all his success. Let him boast as he will of being a self-made man, he is disturbed (and betrays it) by the feeling that he lacks some element of power which might have been his with the wider culture, and not unfrequently it takes exaggerated form in his thought from his very inability to measure it. Clearly we want the college. The public, and still more the parent wants it. But its function, its essential service ! For what shall we hold it responsible, and having accomplished, forgive it if it fails in all else? I wish I fully knew . The question, what responsibility rests with the home for giving to our children the things we value for them most, rings sharply across the other query, and warns us to be just and honest. We are too much inclined in these days to lay upon the school, the church, society at large, the burden of responsibilities which ought to be borne in the home, the blame for mistakes which if they had not been made first there could have taken no hold on the young life in the world outside. We cannot say of that wide training which is true education, This much shall the schools do; so far I have right to demand of the college. 66 And yet we have our hopes, oar expectation, from those four years of college life to which we give our boys and girls, often with such pains and sacrifice. The method of elimination may serve us perhaps as we try to settle with ourselves what these really are. There are some things which it is plain we do not expect. There are some which we would not have if we could get them. It is safe for instance to assume that we do not expect the college to make fine scholars of dull hoys and girls. The rich ignoramus who, on being informed by his son’s tutor that the boy had no faculty for acquiring knowledge, promptly instructed him to buy one, with the modest intimation that he was good for the bill, is not numerously represented in the constituency of any college. No, we do not expect that the youth who is deficient in scholarly instinct will come out an intellect-nal luminary, nor, I think, do we expect the college to discover for its pupil his particular and distinctive bend, if, in the sixteen or eighteen years of his life with us, we have never lieen able to light on it ourselves. It is a charge sometimes brought against the colleges—we get the echoes of it in the discussions which rage as to what colleges shall teach—that our seats of learning do not prepare their young people to earn their living ; that they are not by virtue of that liberal education more successful than others in the actual pursuit of business. Even from a material point of view I doubt the statement, but I hold that that is not the prime, or even the secondary object of liberal educatiou. It is not that our children may earn their bread and butter—and spread the butter thicker—that we send them to college. If I knew my boy would spend his life as a cobbler and my girl hers as a seamstress. I think I should be more anxious than ever that they should have the widened mental vision which should give outlook beyond the narrow confines of the work. If life for them must adjust itself to a round of monotonous toil I would make more sure of the joy laid up for them in company with those old fellows in leathern jackets, who. ' as wise old Fuller says, “in the absence of recreation abroad can afford the excellent divertiseinent at home. I will not call it ground for pitying anyone that, having a liberal education, his lot should be humble work and the pay but poor. There is pity in that: but that we should count it greater misfortune Ixrcause the man or woman has learned to look on the face of earth and heaven with a larger intelligence, has been given some access to the solaces of philosophy and poetry, is to put strange estimate on the value of an education. If a college education narrows the sphere in which we can successfully grapple with the hard things ol life and cheerfully bear its deprivations, then a college education is not what we fully want. No, it is not that we may put material things into easier reach of our boys and girls that we send them to college; nor is it that by some trick of intellectual culture they may ride on other men's shoulders to the places of distinction and have better chance than others for the 7 prizes of ease and honor. The thought shames us as we speak it. Service, more service to their generation, that should be the watchword for the aristocracy of education ; work done better, more intelligently, with truer sense of the relation which the part bears to the whole, with keener sense of the harms that flow from work ill-done and neglected. Is it too much to ask that the four years’ discipline of a college course shall bring some such conception as this of the scholar’s part in life ? I believe it comes with sound learning honestly pursued and faithfully imparted. I am sure that the tendency of any higher knowledge must be to lead the mind to a sense of the larger values of life and away from the small and petty. I believe that one duty which rests upon the scholar to-day, as upon the Christian, is to deny the necessity for the larger and still larger gathering of material things and to show that life can be full and content among things simple and common. To have resources in ourselves, to have learned to find our satisfaction in the intellectual rather than the sensual pleasures, is to have wealth in reserve with which we can meet losses which would otherwise strip and impoverish us. Here is the wealth which the college may bring to us, and I cannot but think that its value is emphasized, and something of it brought within the students’ reach with every lesson the teacher gives, who knows and loves the thing he has been set to teach. What added gain may come where the efficient instructor is withal the warm and generous soul, with high enthusiasms and the power to impress them on others, is not to be measured. The chance that such a soul may meet and guide the youth in his college days lies in our hope rather than our expectations. There is no good fortune like that, no payment which can cancel the parents’ debt. We have said it is the proper outcome of sound mental training that one should learn to discriminate between the larger and the smaller gains of life, to prefer the higher to the lower pleasures. There is another result which should come even more surely from the college discipline. The pursuit of knowledge, however specialized, should make the attitude of the mind towards all knowledge more fair and open. To have learned in any department of thinking to distinguish between the sound and the spurious, to weight facts candidly and state opinions clearly, is to have made some preparation for dealing with all the problems of life. It is largely the lack of this mental attitude, the want of the scholarly habit of thinking which makes the discussion of our public issues often so violent and confused. We have no use, either in public or private matters, for that saying of Tallyrand's, Above all things no heat. Let there be heat; let there be the fire of most earnest conviction, but let it not express itself in the form of extravagant statement, of sweeping and ill-considered assertion, of prejudice which makes impossible the fair hearing of both sides of a question. 65 The college-bred man or woman ivho so approaches public issues shames his Alma Mater. If the open mind, the careful and temperate judgment are not to be expected from those who have received a liberal education, then indeed our schools are far at fault. It is trite to say that the value of a college course is all found in the classroom. In association with one’s fellow students lies much of its worth. Here. 0 if anywhere, egotism will be nibbed out of us and our chance diminished of earning through life that most fruitful source of misery, on over-estimate of our own importance. If the spirit of a college be on the whole Christian and Democratic, I expect that much of the best earth has for us will flow through such association. I expect its friendships will abide through life a source of joy and unselfish interest. 1 have sometimes thought that the service which Wordsworth attributes to Nature, the largess which he promises her lovers as surely within her gift, might with equal justice be claimed for a true education! • • for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so ini press With quietness ami beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of sel6sh men. Shall e'er prevail us or disturb Our cheerful faith that a)) which wr behold Is full of blessing ’ Education may fail of her best work upon the small and selfish mind, as Nature spreads her charms in vain for the dull and unresponsive, but with all their moulding power they are ours to trust and lean upon, ground of hope as sane and sure as any life can give. We expect no miracle of the college. The visions splendid which we parents wrap about the future of our children in their infancy are apt to fade into the light of common day as the years go on. For them as for ourselves we accept the common lot, with the common joys and labors. But that the boy will be more a man, and the girl more a woman, with deepened power to gather good and to give again, from that common lot, because of the college training, we do expect. To fail of cherishing such expectation m uld Ire to think meanly of our children and of truth itself. Mas. JoRi. F. Vaiub. LUa BorftWj Km P. I. F. D ««n A. J. MtcColMy Jo R« J Arno McNair f.UL Mn O. Boer Gra M. Sator Jam M. Rich Pool B- AJfcrtfM fca NaaarWfi Jtggan CLASS OP IW Sophomore Organization j Pr.kses. Lida Burkhard. Scriba, Grace M.Sater. Pokta. F. L. L. Hiller. Historiarum Scriptor, P. B. Albright. Colors—Lavande et Blanc. Motto—Kaipon TNOei Yell—Wir sind warme ! Wir sind heize! Yah Gotterdaraemn ! Soph’more Clause ! Sophomore j Thou art, oh foolish Sophomoric year The springtime—season ever sweet and dear To college youth. For all about is fair, With love and joy and sunshine everywhere. Forgotten quite are all the Freshmen woes, The paths of learning blossom like the rose, And since in springtime, fancy soars above, The Sophie “ lightly turns to thoughts of love.” Serene he wends his way, on pleasure bent, Forgetting others—with himself content. Oh, pleasant springtime, bringing mirth and cheer. In college halls—the Sophomoric year. Sophomore History All je people listen now, I'nto our Soph'more song. It may be very bad, but then It wont be very long. pTTl H E CLASS of ’oo dr.fted into I). U. in the fall of 96 in quite an im-fn J I 15j personal and anonymous way, with nothing to presage its future spirit of insubordination and element of rowdyism. Organizing in February, ’oo’s first class meeting was unique, being called by the Freshmen themselves instead of by the faculty, as t ecame the rule later. At this meeting we numbered fifteen souls, including women and children, and Carpenter who had no soul and didn’t count. No one knew why Garwood was in the chair that day but Garwood himself. He announced his election in a few well chosen words, and '00 was organized. On the day that McKinley assumed the reins of government of the United States, ’oo did the same for Sleepy Hollow. That night our flag was run up and the ropes being cut next morning by the easy” Sophs, it Nvas free to wave unmolested. Then occurred our first rush with ’99, a signal victory for us in all respects but one. That was a triumph for the faculty. For while we were deftly handling the Sophs, the Profs, were deftly handling us. In spite of the heavy odds, we were winning, when ’99 with her usual perfidy, suddenly withdrew from the scrimmage, leaving 00 and members of faculty occupying the field in statuesque but strained attitudes, ’oo gracefully relinquished the field to her old friends the faculty, and retired outside the building, to avoid disturbing the chapel exercises. For further particulars see files of the Post and faculty minutes. Soon after we produced with great effect our effigy of a dead Soph. Our third outbreak of insubordination came when we successfully effected a joint class meeting with the Seniors. As a result of this four of us were banished. Many thrilling scenes followed, among them the Oatn in the Tennis Court,” when Downer, our blue-blooded aristocrat, burst forth in a stream of eloquence that threw Ajax quite in the shade. Here Rader made his famous effort to explain why he too was not fired. Meanwhile Garwood had keen flooding the faculty with petitions to be fired like the other fellows. This required such careful consideration that some days elapsed before the faculty could turn its attention to the four who were fired. Then we were reinstated, and faculty and members of ’oo began to understand each other, and the result has been pleasant for both. 73 With characteristic public spirit, in the midst of her troubles, ’oo brought forward the plan for a college paper, “The Oreopsis,” afterwards “The Hesperus.” We closed our Freshman year by actively assisting the Seniors at their Class Day. Our alarm clocks were a striking feature. With the end of Freshman year came the end of our fellowship with several classmates. Miss Beshoar concluded to lengthen her vacation a year. Plested left us for Iceland Stanford and Garwood for Boulder, and Putnam for Gross Medical; Carpenter took to open air occupations. Some of our number dropped back into the swelling ranks of ’oi. This year opened prosperously as far as Freshmen were concerned. Plenty of raw material. To quote from a chapel speaker, “ We have made several additions to ‘our museum. Our former large collection of curiosities has been extensively increased.” ’oi started out with boasts of making a history for itself, but this history proved to be but “ the short and simple annals of the poor in spirit,” and with eminent fitness we brought out the announcements of its death. Resenting this, ’oi one night climbed the tower to lower our flag, which had wavpd there so long in defiance of the wind. But ’oo gathered and blocked the door, so when ’oo exultantly descended the stairs, they found we still held the trumps. But with a “reckless spirit,” worthy of ’oo, they battered down the door. The brilliancy of this move was afterwards dimmed by their request that ’oi share the expense of the door. Next night, a la bogus, we cremated the Freshman corpse, and held a wild dance around it, and well we might, for with the last flame that encircled its baby limbs, died out the last flame of class spirit in D. U. for this year. In the line of study, ’oo has had troubles of its own. We do not apeak of them publicly. At X-mas vacation we lost our “ ringleader,” Charlie. ’oo has had a distinct place in all college activities, on the Glee Club, the contest, The Hesperus, and in the Literary Societies. Proud of her well-known class spirit, and conscious also of a broad college spirit across the foot-lights of two brilliant years, ’oo salutes her sister classes. 74 The Sophomore Class HEN you take a day off to visit our school, Be it stormy or calm, be it heated or cool; As you view all our treasures, and count them all o’er, And the worth of them all comes to you, more and more; You’ll own that the best that before you did pass Were the seventeen gems of the Sophomore class. Each one is a star; and for you to-day From each life’s full spectrum I’ll take out one ray, And mix them to make the white light by which you May at least of the class get a short, passing view. • Our President’s mein is bright, breezy and trim, Being late to French class is with her quite a whim. ¥ Charging down through the halls, using arms, legs and voice He’ll an orator be if he has his own choice. ¥ She hears in all places in which she may be The calls of the heathen’s need, over the sea. ♦ Since the day that he left we mourn unconsoled, For half of his stories have not yet been told. So exceedingly bright in all studies is she That the rest of us wonder how these things can be. ¥ We find in all things that he is like the oak, Tho' you called him a Reed, when to him you spoke. ¥ Like a good little child her dear teacher she loves, And anew with each problem in physics it proves. ¥ Exceedingly high does he think of his powers, And sees life a valley full knee-deep with flowers. ¥ Serene, sensible, calm, with glasses on nose, How charming are Sophomores daily she shows. ♦ 75 One half for an editor fitted I ween, The other a “ scorcher,” decked out in loud green. ¥ Sitting in the east stairway, adoring her prize, She basks in the light of his beautiful eyes. ♦ He’s so dignified, proper, and prim, and precise, We use him for show when we want something nice. ♦ She’s so jolly and charmingly nice, every way. That e’en to a Freshman she cannot say nay. ♦ There is also the scribe, but just let him pass, He trusts he will grade with the rest of his class. ¥ No blush rose more modest or quiet could be, More pleasing to have or to look on than she. ¥ His name’s very common ; it e’en rhymes with bones, But the way he reads Greek for all this atones. ♦ And last, but not least, is our artist, so true, Who with sketches adorned this volume for you. ¥ This is but a glimpse at the surface reflection, Look still deeper down, and you’ll see that perfection Of aim and of method, in all and in part. Is the goal and desire of each Sophomore’s heart. 1 ;6 il Pdrods NCK upon a midnight dreary as I got home jagged and weary And I hung my Dunlap hat upon the gas-jet by the door, As I was some old tune humming, suddenly there came a thumming As of someone gently drumming, drumming at my chamber door, “’Tis my landlord here,” I muttered, much less racket to implore. Only this and nothing more.” Open wide I flung the portal, when with many a croak immortal. In there hopped a stately raven, and spring chick he was no more; Not the least respectful was he, not an instant stopped or stayed he. Hut just like he had a right to, perched upon my bookcase door, Then upon my Greek translations just inside my bookcase door. Perched and sat, and nothing more. Then this dismal bird sat piping while I from me sweat was wiping, And I looked on quaking, trembling, frightened more than e’er before; 'Though you look a little mazy, you, ” I said, ‘‘are not so hazy But you must l e somewhat crazy coming here from any shore. Tell me what they used to call you when at home you were of yore.” Quoth the raven, “Study More.” And the raven sitting lonely on my favorite horse spoke only Those two words as if his soul in those two words he did outpour. And he looked so greatly humbled as he sat and softly grumbled That I scarcely more than mumbled, “Other friends have flunked before, On the morrow I will do it as my friends have flunked before.” Quoth the raven, “Study More.” Frightened at my revery broken by these words so fitly spoken “ Doubtless, ” said I, “ what he utters is the only thing he knows, Caught from some moss covered teacher whose long lessons are his feature. Who has drilled this cunning creature till his songs one burden bore, Till the tablets of his heart this dismal, doleful, burden bore. Of “Study More,” of “Study More.” “Croaker,” said 1 “of the devil, croaker both of ill and evil, By that master that you came from, by that name which once you bore. Tell this heart with sorrow laden if within the distant Aidenn It will find a land where study wearies mortal brain no more. Where the faculty is missing which I always did abhor.” Quoth the raven, “Study More.” And the raven without moving spoke these wor ls by no means soothing, On that pile of Greek translations just within my bookcase door. O'er the pony still he flutters, still those mystic words he utters, And in voice, deep and sepulchral whispers to me, o’er and o’er, “Study More,” oh “Study More.” Our Life in Denver University EN the mists of youth’s morning were clearing away And our hearts all atune leaped forth for the fray Of the battle of life, soon so sharp to begin, And the prombleras of fate came thick crowding in, Twas whispered to us by some fairy who knew, And who to the interests of all is e’er true, That the world needs trained workers, and if we would see That we not with the underlings always should be In days yet to come, sure then we must spare From youth’s golden years full time to prepare For the work days of life, when most willing mind No time to prepare for life’s problems shall find, To school must we go—dig in Latin and Greek; And flunk, as a rule, five days in the week ; Delve far into Algebra’s problems that vex To discover at last that we are (—x); Peep at German and French—at the end of the term Get word that our absence the class will not harm ; Study History, Science, and look at the way That Chemistry’s symbols are written to-day ; From Geology learn how awfully long It has been since the day when first its glad song The heaving sea sang. Not to you will it bring Such a song as the thrush carols forth in the spring, For to save your dear life you never can think Which one of the crawlers first lived on the brink Of that old roaring sea, and gave up its ghost And added its shell to build up the coast. And to crown all these studies of old and of new And to learn of their worth, yet one thing must you do— Study Logic—the science of reasoning’s laws That tells to discern twixt the effect and the cause. “ 'Tis as easy as lying”—the cause as you see Is your own native dullness; the effect soon will be Your dismissal from class, and your puzzle to find A study to which you do seem inclined. But where should we go? ’Twas by nature designed So that folks more than books developed the mind. Above all the text-books that one can work through, Above all the studies, we e’er kept in view That the personal influence, contact, and deed Of the teachers should be more to us in our need Than all things beside, to help us to know The results that grit, grace, and gumption can show. So we came to D. U., our hearts all awake To the kingdom of knowledge we soon were to take, To meet with the teachers, good women and men, Who down the long paths should with us tread again The footways of knowledge to lead and to guide, Lest we from the good to the worse turn aside. And ere the first year of our schooling had flown, What picturesque characters to us were shown. M’Dowell—who when we approached him first drew Down those sharp wiry brows and with eyes pierced us through Ivike a cheese tester, trying to see if there might Be hidden away inside, out of sight Of all common mortals, some fatal defect, Which, perhaps, even we did not yet suspect But which he surely would find—and to-day I am told That the Chancellor is just the same as of old ; That one who is ground through the mill of his class And finds out at last he did actually pass, Feels off from his bosom a great burden roll, Like a sinner fresh come from shriving his soul. And there is Miss Fisher working early and late, A text-book on Literature brought down to date, She increases her charms ea:h year that she lives, And also the length of the lessons she gives, And her hold on our hearts. There too is Miss Wirt, Who at German and French is truly expert; Tbo not a physician with powder and pill She tells at a glance if you’re sick or just “ ill,” With that woeful complaint of Senior and Fresh, To whom study a weariness is to the flesh, 79 And she knows the cure. And so on we pass To where Dr. Howe is hearing his class ; But whatever he’s at in this mundane sphere, Whether teaching or preaching, his soul is not here. It’s up mongst the stars still searching midst dearth Of statistics, to see if our little earth Knows where it is at, midst the great solar sphere, And I’m told that no matter what time of the year He gives lessons out, that their length is as far As he measures the distance from star unto star. And then there is Spencer ! Oh tell us no more Of the horrors that lurked on the dark Plutan shore For ancient misdoers, who ever must bend To their tasks, and not get them done in the end ; Of Ixion crushed by the swift turning wheel ; Of Tantalus trying forever to steal The cherries that there were so tauntingly hung Just an inch and a half from the end of his tongue ; Of that old rolling stone, that poor Sisyphus still Must tug with great toil to the top of the hill, But to find that despite all his labor and pain ’Twill quick thunder back to the midst of the plain. If now down through Hades you’d happen to go, The guide would with care to your keen vision show New tortures, and tasks that to suit can’t be done, While all the long years of eternity run. At a desk sits a youth with wild glaring eye, Who for ever and ever is fated to try To rule out a paper—with red ink and pen He works out the problem again and again, And casts each aside, tho to you each would seem As perfectly wrought as a poet’s bright dream; And he cries out in anguish as it he shoves back. “Just one millionth part of an inch out of whack Is that line—sure I never can pass ; My Latin is right, but my red lines, alas, Are still wrong,” and he turns him again with a groan That would surely crack open a heart made of stone, But not the Professor’s. No, not the least mite Is he troubled, and so back out of the night bo We come to the earth, and there meets us a man Whose brain could patterns and diagrams plan For all the great works that still engineers try To build on the earth, ’neath the great vaulted sky; Could solve the great problems that man long have vexed, Yet he helps out the students who sore are perplexed, And are fast using up their mind’s power and muscle, And as to his name—it is naught but Prof. Russell. Lest any poor soul from the pathway should stray, We now have a Shepherd to watch o’er our way. He’s the man who can prove beyond any doubt That all there is of you, is but just about A handful of carbon, some hydrogen fair, A good store of nitrogen drawn from the air, Some oxygen added thereto as a favor, And several other things, just for the flavor, To make you taste well should you ever take tea With the cannibals, down in the dark southern sea As a gospel dispenser, and find sure as sin, They yearn for the stranger and take him right in. And then there is Lee who is not any better, For I know he can prove right down to the letter Tliat we all came from tadpoles or monkeys, or set Out the fact that there’s found even yet, In some folks, a trace of the mule’s disposition ; And so he’ll go on with his learned disquisition Until you and I in amazement agree Not to boast any more of our family tree. ’Twas said long ago, “Tho’ the rose should its name Exchange for another of less potent fame, Yet still ’twould its sweetness forth give as of old, And still in its bosom the same richness hold.” So to-day doth The Nightingale with us appear, With a name strange of sound to our dull English tar. But his voice and his action reveal to us all The nightingale’s talent and nightingale’s call; And he turns to each theme with such keen pleasing power, That we all of us vow at the end of the hour That we wouldn’t have missed his lecture’s clear sound, For all the true stories in fairy books found. 8t Dear old Dr. Hyde ! Since of you we must speak. We wish on our souls we could do it in Greek. But “in our weak state,” it was only allowed Just enough of the stuff in our noddles to crowd To get through exams; but there ever will be, Deep down in our souls, a dear memory of thee. And when, as it must, shall come the last day. Sad on earth—glad in heaven— ivheti you slip away To the chair of a teacher in mansions above, Where the students are spirits and the lesson is love, May you find to your joy that the language they speak In mansions of light, is the old classic Greek. Well, such was the faculty to which we came, Subscribed to the rules and wrote out our name, Spelled in full, and also the name of the friend Or the parent, to whom 'twas expected they’d send A report of our standing—provided we failed. The good reports ne’er to these people were mailed, Which thing wasn’t fair ; but where can you find A faculty strictly to justice inclined? So we’ve struggled and toiled, and tried day by day To solve the hard problems that came in our way. Have learned all the tricks that to students are dear. That are used—oft’ in vain—to make it appear That we’ve studied hard, when the time has been used In pastime, which students have ever amused. The hardest of all the hard things on our way Were the teachers' pet notions, that day unto day They worked on the class, true, by good aims inspired, But gracious ! They made us most awfully tired. Vet, dear fellow students, whatever the lack In the faculty, when as we sometime look hack, After years of the world’s bitter struggle are o’er. And we think of the days of our school life once more. We’ll find that their names are all clear and bright, Shining down as the stars out of memory's night. Not one then would we spare, tho’ to us it were given To number the stars of our memory’s heaven. Then forward our faces—the century’s need Calls sharply for those, who, in soul and in deed, 82 No compromise know with the dark hosts of sin ; Who to work out their problems of life, shall begin With the deed that lies nearest, well knowing that He Who once walked the earth by the blue Galilee. And took up the burden then nearest at hand. Because it was his by the Father's command, Helping those who had need, tho’ humble their place, Came at last where he stood, in his work, face to face With the world s need, and triumphed. Oh. never complain That the place where you work, for your full laden brain And heart—is too small. Iu earth's crushing need, The one who applies himself first to the deed With quick able hand and wise humble mind, In after years’ record is quite apt to find Full results of his toil, blessed like as the bread And fishes that once the great multitude fed. Then on to our task ! The world still awaits The conquering ones, who shall open the gates Of Wrong’s mighty cities, strong guarded and walled. Whose captives have long for deliverance called. Waits those who from nature shall wrest hidden laws. And give all they gain to humanity's cau e. Waits those in all places whose souls yearn to take Some part in the struggle, that e’erlong shall make This waiting world’s standards more like those that fell From the lips of the One who loved us so well, That he gave him elf for us. And shall we not be Among those whose true lives are a witness that He Did not live in vain? May history show, As longer and longer its bright records grow, That dear old D. U. has well done its part, That its sons and its daughters have all felt the heart Of the world in its throb of hard pressing need, And, quick in response, have given indeed Their lives- all they could—as a witness of love. And then at the last as the great book above Is opened, for each shall the word written be, “ Well done, enter into the Kingdom with me.” F I.. L. Hiller, ’oo. 83 • University of Denver Medley Arranged ry Prof. W. T. Lee. j Here at the pleasant twilight hour, When daily tasks are o’er, We gather ’round the chapel steps, To sing-------- ’Tis a way we have in the desert, ’Tis a way we have in the desert, ’Tis a way we have in the desert, To drive the wolf- Where the Platte from its sparkling fountains, Leaps forth its long journey to run: Where winter kisses---- - Samanthy at the cottage gate: Our failing hopes her smiles renew, And then we shout for--------- Our University! Best pledge of joy to be, Joys nobly won! We gain our all of earth, All that possesses worth, Honors of wealth or birth, For - Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do, I’m half crazy, all for the love of- Mamie, come kiss your honey boy, While the stars do shine, Mamie, come kiss your----- 4 Daniel. Daniel. Daniel. Daniel. Daniel in the li— li— li— li t Daniel. Daniel, Daniel, Daniel. Daniel in the------- Hole in the bottom of the sea. There’s a hole in the bottom of----- The old oaken bucket, the iron bound bucket. The moss covered bucket, that hung in the — Church in the valley by the wild-wood, There’s where iny love used to dwell, She could dance, she could sing. She could turn a hand spring-------- Over the bannister leans a face, Tenderly sweet and beguiling, While below with a tender smile. He watches the--------- I Forty-nine blue bottles a-hanging on the wall, Take one blue bottle down From off the old gray wall. And-------- There’s music in the air. When the infant morn is nigh, And faint it blush is seen. On the bright and laughing sky. Many a harp’s ecstatic sound, With its thrill of joy profound, As we list enchanted there, To-------- The cat upon the neighbor's fence, is Serenading too. I wish he would betake him where — The flowers that blootu in the spring, tra. la. Have nothing to do with The last rose of summer, Left blooming all alone. � 5 Ha! Ha! Ha! said Johnny’s mother, Ha! Ha! Ha! said Mrs. Brown, Twas a chilly day for Johnny, When the mercury went down---------- The bull dog on the bank, And the bull-frog in the pool, The bull-dog called the bull-frog, A-------- We kindly take to ball and bat; To spike-tailed coat and plug-tailed hat: We twirl our canes in styles so new,— For we belong to Denver U. O Denver U.! dear Denver U.! To us thy l eauty’s ever new: For I thought I heard my grandmother say, That the Indians gave their yell to-day, With a revo, with a rivo, with a revo, rivo, YUM, For it’s just as plain as plain can be That the one that wins is the U. of D. With a ring-tail, with a rat-tail, with a ringtail, rat-tail, BANG! Son of a gambolier. Like every honest fellow----- 87 Che Seven Ages of a Student LL College’s a stage, And all the youths and students merely players : They have their exits and their entrances : And one youth, in his time, plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the microbe, First Prep., whose form the opera glass reveals— Unnecessary to all the scene, and oft Trod upon by grosser beings : Then as Second Prep. He waxeth large and moves. But the spectators Look not on him, nor are the motions of planets Affected thereby. And then the Third Prep., Whose sweet smile, and artless, child-like demeanor Deligliteth his teacher, Who leadeth him into green pastures, where next, As Freshman, he is devoured by cattle, Who ’twixt Freshmen and alfalfa know no difference. But, should he ’scape, then as Sophomore He grows in arrogance and egoism, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, ’Tis now he struts and stalks about, With spectacles on nose, and veteran cane in hand, And so he plays his part : the sixth stage shifts Into the gay and festive Junior, Who hath not a care in all the world, Who getteth knowledge by absorption And slopeth with impunity—(and the girls)— In innocent merriment he shineth radiantly, Prepared alway to go upon a lark, Or sing a little song. With grace and ease • There is none. 88 He deporteth himself and winneth gTeat applause Of the audience. Last scene of all That ends this strange eventful history. Is second childishness, Seniority, wrapped in Swaddling clothes of blackish hue. Cum Scientia ! Cum Religione ! Cum Everything —C. E. T. Happiness is a quiet bird That flutters through the air. And drops a feather now and then To let you know he’s there. But just as you look up to see. With eager, waiting eyes. His waning little shadow flits Across the leaden skies.— Jactyl. • VIany encore . No bouquet . FtovJ F. WalpoW Brink e tl4i G. W. BMm J. N. Um GertnaJe Green Saw Nevman L t Brckwl'h JrWr Pvx.Bj'Oori Ffhel Antrim � M Altx1tt.fi RollanJ S. Trwi Florence Stecinl Anna Pomeroy H. B. Allen L. B. Pllkln Krvlah Steele L P Hill E. N. Ejgrrtoa CLASS OF. 1901 Trcsbman Organization President, J. N. Linse. Vice-President, Bernice Eidt. Sec’y and Trkas., Ralph M. Albright. Coi.or—Ultramarine blue. Yell—Nineteen one, Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Nineteen one, Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hoorah ! H orah ! Freshman ! Freshman ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! j Trcshman Yet now tis winter—winter, cold and drear, And winter, typical of Freshman year, With tribulations, many ; trials, great, All freely sent by cruel, heartless fate. Each Freshman lives in hopes of better days, Of future travel, in more pleasant ways; Where daunted not by scorn of upper men, Life may be peaceful, smooth and bright again. Yet, winter is not always; sunshine, flowers Await you in the halcyon future hours. And, looking back, you’ll find that wintry skies Hid many stars, unseen to Freshman eyes. Prologue By thk Sophomore Class Poet Twas the year ninety-seven ; the season was Fall, When hastening back at the calendar’s call. Came the hosts of D. U. from mountain and plain To take up their dearly-loved studies again. The calm days of Summer to each well known face Had brought added lines o! knowledge and grace. The Faculty, charmed, thought,— Oh what delight Is the duty of teaching these students so bright— But oh ! who are these, some thirty I ween, With heads—oh ! so soft, and with looks—oh ! so green ? ’Tis the new Freshman class ! may heaven defend us And daily the aid of assisting grace lend us. No more could they gasp, overwhelmed with dismay At the sight of the Freshmen who came on that day, And from then until now without one omission That prayer has been joined to their daily petition. The big Freshman rusher—aloft there he sees A flag Naughty Naught had flung out to the breeze A full year before. In its stead shall our flag Soon wave its blue folds, said this rusher in brag, So one stormy night merry Freshman galore Stole up the old belfry stairs, locking the door, Then on toward the roof and the flagstaff above Where hour after hour they toiled, tugged and strove Till the work was accomplished ! accomplished at last. And the blue flag was floating there, lashed to the mast ; Then down came the Fresliies, hearts swelling with pride, Singing— We’re the whole push, and there are none beside. But oh ! what a lie ! of all reason bereft, They the door of that stairway unguarded had left, Dreaming not the few sophomores ever would dare To crawl into the building and follow them there, But their logic as usual was very thin And the Sophs had come up and fastened them in, 93 And buttressed the door. The triumphant song Died into a hush—and then came ere long This word from the leader, as if half in doubt, “Say boys ! we are trapped and—must—smash—a—way—out.” They smashed and they banged in wrath and in fear. And twas music indeed to each Sophomore ear. To listen outside; at length the great door Gave way, and the Presides were freemen once more. And two were the days ere their blue flag came down. And many the dollars the man from down town Collected from them a new door to buy. And sad were the Preshies, they e’en had to cry, Hut woes sadder still came on like the tide, The poor Freshman baby, that same week it died, And they were so poor from buying that door, That they really couldn’t afford any more For flowers and sack-cloth, nor even a bier To bury it in, and so ’twas just here That generous Sophomores came in again And furnished free gratis, a funeral train. Announcements were out, well bordered in black. So that the news of the obsequies no one might lack. The hour was late—in fact ’twas at night, But Sophomore zeal only burned the more bright. There were preachers, hired weepers and mourners galore, And friends and relations were there by the score, And bright was the flame of the funeral pyre. And fierce was the Freshman and kindled his ire. As arriving too late he saw as he came The poor Freshman baby ascending in flame. While around in a ring danced the Sophomore band, Chanting out a slow dirge with hand clasping hand. This story of blunders might long be drawn out, Hut then you would say, “What is all this about ? The aims of the Freshies, despite all their brag, After soaring awhile have come down as their flag. Their hopes of success even while they yet spoke Have dissolved as a cloud or vanished as smoke. And on nothing worth while that they ever have done Have the stars ever shone, or the the moon, or the sun. Why speak further of them? well, yes, we admit That in stating their case you have made a fair hit, But still we have hope that the future will bring Some wisdom to these whose great folly we sing, And when one more year has passed with quiet tread. Full many a thing to their praise may be said. Naughty Naught’s good example results must here show, And then in a year they’ll be Sophomores, you know. How wealthy is the morning, With what a lavish taste She decks herself in jewels. ’Tis really sinful waste. Such wonderou strands of diamonds, Such necklaces of pearl She dons to greet her sweetheart, She’s coy as any girl. But sun’s a thrifty lover, He frowns at such array, And, gathering up the jewels. He puts them all away. Then, with a gay “auf wiederseliu,” He hurries down the day, And leaves poor morning grieving, All withered, old and gray. octyl. mmam 95 fl Paije from the history of Class of 01 V’HKX the term opened, there was a host of us, very quiet and observing, but in our own opinion we were the most important ones in D. U. The Sophomores, elated by their newly acquired name, looked down on us and thought of future victories, easily to be won. But they reckoned without their host, for still waters run deep. We quietly assembled, elected our officers, chose our color—royal blue—and surprised our enemy. For one dark night, our boys entered the college by means of a broken window, gaily ascended to the tower, tore down the faded rag styled by the Sophs as “our flag, and hoisted one of our royal blue, true and unfading. Then they descended with many a yell of triumph which died away for a time, checked by the surprise the Sophomores had prepared. Informed as to the startling proceedings up in the tower they calmly and without thought of results, fastened the tower door, braced it, and then departed, thinking to finish their work in the morning. But we were not to be hindered merely by a door, and with one mighty heave we forced the door down, and now in its place is another without scratch or blemish, securely locked, while somewhere there is a—bill. The faculty, having a feeling of pity for the Sophomores, ordered down our waving pennant. They have taken many measures to suppress our happy spirits. They tried chemistry, but that could not change us; there were unheard-of lessons, which we mastered; and now they have about concluded that genius crushed to earth will rise again.” We take all their special exams without objection ; have invented various means for bolting class; see the point to jokes in Cicero’s letters, while higher equations afford us much delight. Not long after the Sophomore flag was dragged in the dust by us, every one in college was kindly presented with the funeral notice ol our class, to be conducted by the Sophomores. Right here we would like to mention the fact of rumors about a certain unpaid bill for funeral cards. Many, from curiosity, attended the funeral where the supposed Freshman effigy was burned on a pyre. But this was all an exciting 96 farce to us who attended our own funeral, like Tom Sawyer of old, and like him we soon came back to life and to more glories. This failure exhausted the Sophomores' supply of ammunition, and we could relax our defense and turn our minds to raids in our enemy’s camp. We were most pleasantly entertained by the Gamma Phi Beta Fraternity, and were, in fact, quite conspicuous. Of course this would have turned less well-balanced heads—those of the Sophomores for instance. We are champions in the base ball field. First, we once more totally defeated the Sophomores, who had to be assisted by Seniors; then the ambitious Prep fell before our mighty team ; then the faculty dared to oppose us, but to no t ur-pose, for we soon sent them, downcast, back to their secret conferences; and last the Laws had to yield the palm and olive wreath to us, and now who has the courage to accept our challenge ? 'Tis well that we can only write of this one short year of our history, for we are well aware that no one can imagine to what heights we shall climb or what glories we shall acquire or what victories we shall gain, so steady and wondrous is our progress, so true our aim. But we do not wi-h to entirely eclipse the two years of Sophomore history, or even the four quiet years of the Seniors, so we will magnanimously suspend our pen till that time in the near future when our “ royal blue ” floats above all the other colors of the rainbow. 97 Denver Bovs OME let us raise a song of praise, And make a joyful noise, That all the land may understand We are the Denver Boys. There’s not a thing we cannot sing. And what e do not know Is hardly worth a place on earth, So, now, boys, let her go. Three cheers for Denver Universitee, Three cheers for Denver and the Denver Glee. Rejoice to night, for all is bright, And brothers all are we, Who dwell in light upon the height A mile above the sea. In work or play, we’re free to say, We do our level best, We can orate, our baseball’s great, Who says we speak in jest. Our theologues are honest rogues, Our lawyers never lie, Our Liberal Arts have liberal hearts. Our doctors make you—(well.) Three cheers for Denver Universitee, Three cheers for Denver and the Denver Glee. We sometimes fight, but that's all right, For brothers all are we, We’re out of sight upon the height, A mile above the sea. O truth to tell we love thee well, Our Alma Mater dear, Thy praises proud, we'll sing aloud. For all the world to hear. And here and now we make a vow, That while we tread the earth. One purpose true, in all we do. Shall prove thy sterling worth 98 Three cheers for Denver Universitee, Three cheers for Denver and the Denver Glee, With all our might we’ll do the right, Whate'er the right may be. Nor dim the light that gilds the height A mile above the sea. —Geraldine Meyriek My brain is cleaning house. Poor thing, she’s all astir— The tearing up and throwing out Is such a grief to her. There’s all the old time furniture. She loved well, long ago. But broken now, or out of style, And so, of course must go. Then there’s the china on the shelf Once priceless, ’twas so rare, Now cracked and chipped and faded, so It s only rubbish there. And then the rugs and curtains, too, Must all be tossed about. And shaken till the moths and dust In terror tumble out. So now there's sweeping, scrubbing, And dusting going on Till 1 begin to sadly fear She never will have done. Vet when it all is sweet and clean, She'll sit her down and sigh. And wish the old disorder back. —Or else that she might die. — JmrtyL IOI Beta Theta Pi Alpha Zda Chapter C ii art hr Granted December. 1888. FRATRES IN URBE Earl M. Cranston Wm. A. Moore Wm. S. Iliff Geo. C. Manly Orville F. Shaltuck Charles K. Durbin Wm. E. F. W. McCartney Hubert L. Shattuck J. Stanley Edwards Arthur M. Edwards Chas. A. MacMillan Ralph M. Bra� n Downer FRATRES IN FACULTATE George C. Manly Arthur H. Briggs William A. Moore Herbert F. Briggs Sylvester G. Williams J iines F. Jen ness j FRATRES IN UNIVERS1TATE Robert R. Adams George H. Bradford C. Percy Fonda T. Bruce King O. L Orton Charles F. Carnine Delphus G. William Bliss 1893 Clyde B. Stevens George E. Toomey E Melville Wylie 1899 T. L. A. Shaffer Howard B. Young 1900 I. Francis Downer E. Carpenter 1901 Floyd F. Walpole Chapter Hall-Room 11. 1622 Arapahoe Street 102 Beta Theta Pi Founded in Miami University, 1839. Colors—Pink and Blue. Flower—-The Rose. CHAPTER ROLL District I. New England Eta . Beta Iota . Kappa .... Alpha Omega Upsilon Mu Epsilon . . Wesleyan Beta Eta . . . Phi Chi District II. New York and New Jersey Beta Delta . . . . . . Cornell Nu Sigma ... Alpha Alpha Beta Zeta BeU Epsilon District III. Pcnnsyl vania and Maryland Alpha Sigma . . . ... Dickinson Phi Univ. of Penna. Alpha Chi . Johns Hopkins Alpha Upsilon Pa. State College Beta Chi Lehigh District IV. (Mystic Seven District.) Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina Zeta . . . Hampden-Sidney Omicron Eta Beta Phi Alpha District V. Remainder of the Southern States afi Epstlon . . . Centre Beta BeU . • Mu Beta Lambda Beta Omicron . . . . Texas District VI. Ohio and West Virginia Alpha . . Miami Psi .... Bethany Beta Nu Univ. of Cincinnati Alpha Gamma Wittenberg Beta . . Western Reserve Alpha Eta . . • Dennison Beta Kappa Ohio Alpha Lambda . Wooster Gamma W«' h 1 tig ton J efferson BeU Alpha . Kenyon Theta Ohio Wesleyan TheU Delu . Ohio State •03 District VT1. Delta...............................De Pauw Pi................................ ... ndiana Indiana Tau..........................Wabash Iota........................Hanover District V1IL Michigan, Illinois, Wisconsin, Iowa and Minnesota Lambda...........................Michigan Alpha Xi..................... ... Knox Chi................................Beloit Alpha Beta .... University of Iowa Beta Pi.................................. Lambda Rho.....................Chicago A pha Epsilon . . Iowa Wesleyan Alpha P3.....................Wisconsin Rho .... .... . .Northwestern Minnesota District IX. All oi the Union not included in the other Districts. Alpha Delta...................Westminster Alpha Zeta........................Denver Alpha No . . ... . . Kansas Alpha T u......................Nebraska Zeta Phi............................Missouri District X, California. Nevada, Oregon and Washington Omega......................... California Lambda Sigma.............Inland Stanford Alumni Chapters Akron, Ohio. Hamilton, Ohio. Pittsburgh, Pa. Boston, Mass. Kansas City, Mo. Providence, R. I. Charleston, W. Va. Los Angeles, Cala. St Louis, Mo. Chicago, III. Milwaukee, Wis. San Francisco, Cala. Cincinnati, Ohio. Minneapolis, Minn. Springfield, Ohio. Cleveland, Ohio, Nashville, Tenn. Washington, D. C. Columbus, Ohio. New Vork, X. V. Wheeling, W. Va. Denver, Colo. Philadelphia, Pa. Vell—Phi-Kai-Phi! Beta Theta Pi ! W-o o-cj-w-n! XVooglin ! Woogiin ! Sigma Alpha Epsilon Colorado Zcla Chapter Charter Granted December is, 1891 FRATRES IN URBE V. C. Madison j FRATRES IN UN1VERSITATE J898 George R. Graff 1899 Charles M. Deardorff Charles C. P. Hiller S. E. Ellis 1900 E. N. Edgerton Eugene M. Antrim George B. Houseman 190J Henry B. Allen J. N. Linse James H. McKechni • Geo. D. Kimball J. Everett Johnson Arthur C. Munson Harry Paul J. J. Post Charles W. Bridwell Tom W. Hopkins Norris L. Watson Ola Putman F Tevis Krueger io6 $igma Alpha Lpsilon Founded at University of Alabama in 1856 Colors—Royal Purple and Old Gold. Flower—The Violet. CHAPTER ROLL Province Alpha Mass. Beta-Upsiion . . . Boston University Mam. Gamma.........................Harvard University Mass. lota-Tau.......................... Mass. Delta . Western Polytechnic Institute Massachusetts Institute of Technology Conn. Alpha ...............Trinity College Province Beta N. Y. Mu..............Columbia University Pa. Sigma-Phi........... Dickinson College N. Y. Sigma-Phi St. Stephen's College Pa. Alpha-Zrta • Pennsylvania State College Pa. Omega........... Alleghany College Pa- Zeta....................Bucknell University Province Gamma Va. Omicron .... University of Virginia S. C Gamma................ Wofford College Va. Sigma . Washington and Lee University Ga. Beta . . University of Georgia N. C Xi . . . University of North Carolina Ga. Psi. . Mercer University N. C Thru . . .... Davidson College Ga. Epsilon . Emory College S. C Phi . . Furman University Ga. Phi , . Georgia school of Technology Province Delta Mich. Iota-Beta . Mich. Alpha . . Ohio Sigma . . Ohio Delta . . Ohio Epsilon . . . . University of Michigan . . . Adrian College Mt. Union College Ohio Wesleyan University . University of Cincinnati Ohio Theta . Ind. Alpha . . Ini. Beta . . HI. Psi-Omega . Ohio State University Franklin College . . Purdue University .'Northwestern University Province Epsilon Ky. Kappa . Central University Ky. Iota . Bethel College Tenn. Zeta . . Southwestern Presbyterian University Tenn. Lambda. . Cumberland University Tenn.No. . . Vanderbilt University Tenn. Kappa . U livcrsity of Tennessee Tenn. Omega . . . University of the South Tenn Eta . Southwestern Baptist University Ala. Mu . . . University of Alabama Ala. Iota . . Southern University Ala. Afpha-Mu . Alabama A. and M. College Miss. Gamma . . University of Mississippi 107 Province Zeta Zowu Sigma...............Simpson College Mo. Beta..........Washington University Mo. Alpha..........University of Missouri Neb. Lambda-Pi . . University of Nebraska Province Eta La. Epsilon . . . Louisiana State University La. Tau-Upsilon .... Tulane University Ark. Alpha-Upsilon . University of Arkansas Texas Rho...............University of Texas Colo. Chi........... University of Colorado Colo. Zeta................Denver University Cal. Alpha Leland Stanford, Jr., University Cal. Beta...........University of California Alumni Associations Boston, Mass. New- York City Pittsburg. Pa. Atlanta, Ga. Augusta. Ga. Savannah, Ga. Alliance, Ohio. Cincinnati. Ohio. Chicago. 111. Chattanooga, Tenn. Jackson. Miss. Kansas City, Mo. Knoxville, Tenn. Detroit, Mich. Yell—Phi Alpha, Alicaiee ! Phi Alpha, Alicazon! Sigma Alpha ! Sigma Alpha ! Sigma Alpha Epsilon ! Pi Bela Phi Colcrddo Bttii Chapter Established 18S5 SORORES IN URBE Mrs. Ida Winne Ballentine Clara Batchelder Gertrude Beggs Mrs. Gertrude Hill Berger Frances Carpenter Mrs. Viola Collins Edwards Louise Foucar Louise Hopkins Lucile Hastings • Mrs. Nellie Hastings Holmes Mrs. Una France Hudson Mrs. Alberta Bloom Iliff Mrs. Caroline Armstrong Mants Elsie Mayhara Wilhelmina MacCartney Elizabeth McNeal Mrs. Dora Winne Merritt Idelle Phelps Mrs. Mary Carpenter Sadtler Mrs. Lutie Price Seeley Mrs. Adelaide Miller Tenney Josephine Trott Lottie Waterbury SORORES IN UNIVERSITATE 1898 Margaret Davis Lucy E. Hammond 1900 Mary Edith S. Ingersoll Martha N. Kimball Nellie Bliss Lida Burkhard Nanaruth Taggart 1901 Ethel Antrim Rebecca Downey Agnes Glasgow May Miller Jessie Poundstoue HO Pi Btta Phi Founded at Monmouth 1867 Colors—Wine and Silver Blue. Flower—Carnation. CHAPTER ROLL Alpha Province Vermont Alpha . . Columbia Alpha . . Pennsylvania Alpha Pennsylvania Beta . . . Middlcbury College Ohio Alpha.................Ohio . Columbian University Ohio Beta Ohio State . . Swartb more College New York Alpha . . . Syracuse . . Bucknell University Massachusetts Alpha . . . Boston Maryland Alpha .... Woman’s College of Baltimore University University University University Illinois Beta . Illinois Delta Illinois Epsilon Illinois Zeta . Beta Province . . . IjOcnhard University ............Knox College . Northwestern University , Illinois Slate University Michigan Beta.......... Indiana Alpha............Franklin College Indiana Beta .... University of Indiana Indiana Gamma • University of Indianapolis Michigan Alpha ..... Hillsdale College . University of Michigan Gamma Province Iowa Alpha . . . Iowa Wesleyan University Iowa Zeta...............University of Iowa Iowa Beta................Simpson College Wisconsin Alpha . . University of Wisconsin Delta Province Louisiana Alpha...........Tulanc University Kansas Alpha .... University of Kansas Nebraska Beta . . . University of Nebraska Colorado Alpha . . . University of Colorado Colorado Beta..............Denver University California Alpha.............Leland Stanford Gamma Phi Beta Thcla Chapter Chartkr Granted November 12, 1S97. SORORES IN URBE Grace Evans Shannon Mabel Walker Edwards Edna Iliff Briggs Mar}' Wheeler Shattuck Vassa M. Willard J. Ethel Thomas Lucia E. Pattison Gertrude A. Holman SORORES IN UN1VERSITATE 1898 Edith Beatrice Wallace 1899 Lilian Winifred Willard Mary Lindsey Barbee 1900 Louise Iliff 1901 Beulah Wood Steele Jennie Gertrude Sweet Josephine Clawson Emma S. Stover Grace M. Sater IM Gamma Phi Beta Founded in Syracuse University, in 1874. Colors—Light and Dark Brown Fi.ower—Pink Carnation CHAPTER ROLL Alpha . . . , Syracuse University Epsilon Beta . . . Michigan University Zeta . Gamitn . Wisconsin University Eta . Delta ............Boston University Theta Alumnae Chapters Syracuse, N. Y. Boston, Mass. . . Northwestern University Woman's College of Baltimore .... University of California . . University of Denver Chicago, 111. :uDx 1 . iriT -T-i-t-i ! i a_-r!ri5j tttacpxoi r. i;i i iy: i rnaarxrjxpjn: a OTHER FRATERNITIES REPRESENTED Della Tau Delta Organized at Bkthaxy College, i860. Colors—Purple, White and Gold Paul Bachus Albright............................Mu Chapter Ohio Wesleyan University John Bramwell Davis.....................Bela Kappa Chapter University of Colorado. Rea Proctor McGee.......................Beta Alpha Chapter University oi Indiana Phi Kappa Psi Organized at Washington and Jefferson College. 185a. Colors—Pink and Lavender Charles Julian Downey................Indiana Alpha Chapter DePauw University THE REST OF US ARE 17 HERE are one or two dates in the College Calendar to which every student looks forward with the keenest delight, and which are always happy memories. What Denver University student does not recall the State Oratorical Contests at Denver, Boulder and Colorado Springs as among the happiest, jolliest and most enthusiastic experiences of his life at the University? These contests are always the joy of a college student’s life, for it is there that all the enthusiasm and loyalty for one’s college has an excellent opportunity to display itself in wild yells and gay songs—not to mention the ear-piercing horns. The night of February 18, 1898, saw Denver’s most beautiful theatre aglow with light, and for two hours l efore the time for the contest one might have heard crowds of bouyant and enthusiastic students giving vent to their spirits in songs and yells, with the shrill music of those huge tin horns as accompaniment. Every college student wore a happy face, confident that victory would be their’s. Within the theatre all was light and life, and hundreds of bright pen- 118 nants were waving. Here floated the brilliant red and gold of Denver University —there the strong-lunged men from the State University waved their paler ensigns of white and yellow. About an hour before time for the contest between the orators, began another contest to determine which set of students could yell the longest and loudest and hardest, and could the most completely drown out the opposing forces. D. U. students were ready for the fray, and when Bruce stood in front with his baton of red and gold, and George gave the signal on his cornet, they all began to sing “Come along, get you ready, wear Yonr red and yellow gown. For to-night there is a contest in Our good old Denver town.” And when they had finished, Boulder had its vocal apparatus in tune, and ere many moments passed there was little room in the minds of the audience to doubt that the State University had sent a strong, loyal delegation to cheer its champions. Now that the conflict had begun, it waxed hot. Denver University would fire a volly of “U! U! U of D J Denver ‘Varsitee ! Kai Gar ! Wa Hoo! Zip boom ! DM U ! I ” And in return, there would be hurled into our ranks “ B-O-U-I D-E-R Boulder !! Boulder 1!M The Law Students, Dents and Medics came in their own peculiar costumes, and very lustily were their lungs used for our University. When President Shafer, of the State University, stepped on to the platform the excitement and enthusiasm had risen to a degree painful for the ear to contemplate, and the score between Denver and Boulder stood o to o. The University (Quartette appeared first upon the programme and covered themselves with glory. The contest itself was one of the best that has ever occurred in Colorado, because not one ol the six speakers was poor. Each one did well, but we were especially proud of our three men, who did grandly, and though the judges awarded first honors to the State University, we felt not at all as though our brilliant colors were trailed in the dust, nor as if our flags should be lowered, for each of our three orators had brought honor upon his University by making the noblest effort of which he was capable. Our Glee Club scored a decided hit at the close, with “An Act of Grand Opera Up to Date.’ 170 Phi Alpha l.ilcrarv Society Founded December, 1881 j Motto: He who cannot think is a fool; he who will not is a bigot; he who dare not is a slave. J OFFICERS President, E. Melville Wylie Vice-President, Nellie Bliss Secretary, Grace M. Sater Treasurer , Harley Keegan EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE Nellie Bliss Frank Downer Horace Carson MEMBERS Myrtle Anderson T. Bruce King Robert R. Adams Harley Keegan Lindsey Barbee W. W. I edham L. D. Beckwith George 0. Marrs Nellie Bliss Alice J. Martin Lida Burkhard Albert J. MacCartney G. Will Bliss Oporia L. Orton Horace Carson Jessie Poundstone Wilbur Dunlevy Grace M. Sater C. J. Downey Florence E. Slocumb I. Francis Downer Clyde B. Stevens C. Percy Fonda Jennie G. Sweet George Graff Cora Templeton Wm. M. Galbraith Lucile Timberlake W. G. Gooldy George E. Toomey Lucy E. Hammond Floyd F. Walpole Hugh Hill L. Winifred Willard C. C. P. Hiller Emily R. Johns E. Melville Wylie 121 The Tables Turned By a Member ok Phi Alpha It was a lazy summer afternoon. Martha was lying in the hammock “Why do you always knit your brows when you sew? You ----will have a stitch in your side if you embroider any longer. Mary, with true senior dignity, made no reply to this. Martha continued: “The boys could not have found a more ideal camping-ground than this fine bluff with its view of wood and water and these glorious old trees. This platform is just the thing for our tent and a spring at the very back door is the height of luxury. I am sure I shall enjoy the cooking—you remember I made a specialty of food analysis in chemistry last year. Mary threaded her needle and answered: “You’ll find some difference between theories in the laboratory and practice on an old camp stove. By-the-way, Martha, Mrs. Clark told me yesterday that they are going to camp at the Point. Her brother from Yale is to spend his vacation with them aud she wants us to meet him. I should judge from little things she said, that Brother Jack, as she calls him. must be a very self-satisfied young gentleman, but being a Junior, it is not surprising. A very swell fellow and popular with the girls, she told me. Martha sat up suddenly. Mary,” said she, looking very mischievious, “let’s take some of the conceit out of him! We ll ask Mrs. Clark not to let him know that we are college girls, pretend to be ignoramuses and get him to tell us all about college life, higher education, etc. After we have drawn him out. we’ll wear our pins. A few days after this conversation, Mrs. Thurston went to town and left Martha in charge of dinner. Martha had delved in Philosophy, had “chopped Logic,” dug Greek roots, and analyzed Latin stems, but her knowledge of dreamily watching a motionless sail-boat. Mary, the ever industrious, was seated under a tree near by, doing fancy work. said Martha. 122 Domestic Science—ah me! from solving mathematical 1 Never-the-less, with that confidence which comes problems she thought she could cook something that would “do for camp.’ So. wearing a long apron which reached far below her short bicycle skirt, a soft, broad-brimmed, dirt-colored hat 'perched on the back of her classic head, she was putting her theories in practice with an open cook-book on the bench beside her. Intent on her thoughts and occupation, she paid no heed to the shout which announced the return of the boys from an all day’s fishing trip until she heard her brother Harry say: “Sis, I want you to meet a friend of mine, Mr. Harding, whom I found in the woods to-day. Dick, this is my little sister! ” Martha turned, lifting up her doughy hands in surprise, and met the laughing glance of a stranger in a hunting suit. Conscious of the ridiculous situation, (for Martha liked to make a good impression) she flushed, but laughingly extended her hand which Mr. Harding took in a hearty grasp. Tommy, her small brother, commonly called “the nuisance,” went for milk at the farm-house. Man' was on the beach, helping Harry tie fast the boat, so that Martha and Mr. Harding were left alone. He seated himself on a bench and watched operations. Martha was usually self-possessed; she could preside at a literary society with composure, but to be observed by handsome blue eyes was too disconcerting, so in her haste to rescue the potatoes, which were boiling dry, she upset the pan of dough! What a disaster! Mr. Harding did not laugh, which showed wonderful self-control. Nor did Martha. “I am very sorry. Can I assist?” “I don’t need your help,” she replied freezingly, as she scraped the unfortunate biscuits off the Aoot. The situation was embarrassing. Martha looked very determined as she tried the receipt a second time. Soon a pan of lumpy looking biscuits was pushed into the oven. A storm seemed brewing, and as Martha would not talk. Mr. Harding strolled off, thinking that Harry’s sister was mighty pretty if she was rude to him. “I suppose she thinks me some common fellow Harry has picked up about here.” Suddenly he smiled as if lie had thought of something, and sat down upon a log to await further developments. Poor Martha was greatly in need of assistance when Mary returned. The fire wouldn’t burn, the biscuits were a sickly yellow and wouldn’t rise, and things were in desperate straits. “Well,” said Mary, “if Brother Jack were here, I’m afraid the laugh would be on you. If you tried to pass yourself off as the result o higher education, he would treat it as a joke! Then seeing that her friend was on the verge of tears and that this was no laughing matter, she said sympathizingly: “Never mind, dear, the biscuits are browning, and if they are not done in time there’s plenty of bread. With some tea, cold meat and fruit, we won't starve. Dear me, Martha, I really believe it’s going to rain! ” And it did! The wind came up in short hurried gusts, and a few scattering drops began to fall, when the boys came in,—Harry and Mr. Harding, deep in conversation. Martha had just put the dinner on when down came the rain! The thin awning began to leak, but Mary’s presence of mind saved the food. She placed a huge umbrella over the table while the rest sought shelter. To dine in the tent was out of the question. They were all hungry and yonder was the dinner! What a dilemma! Harry, as usual, solved the difficulty. “Only two can eat at a time! Here, Sis, you take Dick, and if he can survive your cooking, we’ll try it! ’’ Martha hesitated, but seeing the humorous side of the affair, now that those “horrid biscuits’’ were done, she threw a shawl over her head, took the arm Mr. Harding gallantly offered, and the two made a desperate dash for the table. They had to sit very close to keep out of the wet, a fact which rather annoyed Martha. Mr Harding puzzled her; she did not quite like him, but still she could not help noticing that there was something very attractive about his face. “What do I care what he thinks of me; he is evidently some sportsman Harry has found companionable in his tramps! ” she said to herself. She passed him the biscuits, remarking sweetly: “It is very unfortunate that you happened to visit us on such an unpleasant afternoon.” “I enjoy an outing in any kind of weather. Such pleasant company compensates for the rain—bank-clerks are not usually so favored as I.” Martha passed him the jam. She noticed his intellectual forehead—too bad he was only a clerk! “It must be very trying to be shut up in a close room all day,” she remarked. “Where do you work?” “Why,” said he slowly, “in the American National Bank.” “Is that so! I did not know there was such a bank in the city. Strange I have not heard of it! Where is it?” “Cannot I help you to some cold meat, Miss Thurston?” said Mr. Harding, hastily. 124 Martha accepted and offered him the biscuits again. “Thank you, I have some yet. ” Martha had not tasted them herself and she wondered if Mr. Harding was fond of hot bread. He afterwards told her that he usually preferred his biscuits made with baking powder instead of soda. “Your brother tells me that you have just returned from college. How many years have you attended? ” “I'm a Senior,” answered Martha, loftily. “Was last year your first year ? ” For an instant Martha looked surprised. “I atn entering upon my fourth year.” “Oh, I thought it must be your second. I thought there were but two classes in college—the Senior and Freshman, for most of the fellow's I have met seemed very fresh,” said he, humbly. “Well,” replied Martha, condescendingly, “The Senior class is really the only one—the rest don’t count! ” “I suppose you find the work very hard. What do you study ? ” “I am taking special work in Economy for my major.” “That’s pretty tough! I am practicing economy myself. The majority of people do, I find! ” “Do you know Ana Lytics?” asked Martha, mischievously. “No. Who is she?” “A cousin of Mathew Matic’s. She was fatally burned a short time ago by her class.” “How terrible! ” he shuddered. “I had not read about it in the newspapers. I am very grateful to you for telling me about these things. I am eager for more. ” “What fools other mortals be,” thought Martha; then glad of the opportunity to talk on a pet subject she gave him a vivid description of university life. “Thank you,” said Mr. Harding when Martha ended, “I am sorry I have not been in college. The other day I met a young chap who said he was from Yale. Do you know him?” Martha was interested at once. She had forgotten all about “Brother Jack” till then. “I have heard of him. I know his sister. What kind of a fellow is he?” “Rather conceited, I should say.” “That’s what I imagined. Mary and I were talking about him the other day, in fact—oh, I almost told!” Martha laughed. “Is there a joke? ” said Mr. Harding, eagerly. HI keep mum.” 125 Martha looked at his earnest face and decided she could trust him. “Well, it was a little plan between Mary and me. We decided that 'Brother Jack —I don’t know his real name—needed taking down a little. We decided to draw him out about college life, get him to appear ridiculous, aud then confess that we were Seniors! Mr. Harding laughed so hard that Martha was astonished. “I did not suppose you would think it so funny! Still Mr. Harding laughed. “Pardon me, he said as soon as he gained self-control, “that's the best joke I ever heard! Martha looked at him suspiciously as he put the shawl about her shoulders in response to Harry’s question as to “whether they were going to eat all night. “Why do you think it such a joke? “ she asked. “Because, said lie, as they rose to go, “because—I am Brother Jack! —L. E. H. The Evans Literary Club Founded November, 1891 Motto: Seeking earnestly the best gifts. OFFICERS President, Edith Ingersoil Vice-President, James M. Fitch Secretary, Samuel Newman Treasurer, Ralph M. Albright First Censor, J. N. Linse Second Censor, Nanaruth Taggart Corresponding Secretary, Bernice M. Eidt Ushers, Harry B. Allen, Cora Taylor Chaplain, H. O. V. Hills Musical Director, Ethel L. Antrim MEMBERS Edith Ingersoil Marian E. Barnhardt Cora E. Taylor H. Orlena Bcggs Bernice M. Eidt Ada W. Cherry Agnes L- Blanck Nanaruth Taggart Beulah W. Steele Alida C. Manson Paul B. Albright Harry B. Allen Ralph M. Albright Rolland S. Trott Leland E. Howard Charles M. Deardorff F. L. L Hiller H. O. V. Hills Samuel Newman Rea P. McGee Clarence E. MacCartney James M. Fitch John B. Davis J. N. Linse Bear Creek military Camp By a Member of the Evans Literary Club ilLITARY at Denver University had been a decided drag, until the Commandant, Lieutenant Craig, put new life into the department by deciding on a week’s encampment in the spring. As a result, new enlistments were made by the score, especially in the Artillery and Signal Corps, where all you have to do is to frolic around a big gun, or frantically wave fancy colored flags to another lunatic on a neighboring hill, who does the same. It was decided to camp above Morrison, in the foot-hills. The Lieutenant was in favor of marching all the way from the Park to Camp, thus getting the boys in “fine shape,” as he expressed it. But the Glee Club boys, already exhausted thro’ walking home from their trip, rebelled at this suggestion, and it was decided to go by train to Morrison. So one spring afternoon the two companies piled out of the puffy little train at Morrison and took up the dusty march to camp. There had been vexatious delays, and the boys had had nothing to eat since early morning. So when camp was reached and it was found that the commissary wagons were still many miles in the rear, the boys grew mutinous and surrounded Captain Keegan, the Quartermaster, threatening to duck him in the icy waters of Bear Creek, which flowed past the camp. This was prevented by a general order from headquarters, giving the men freedom to forage among the neighboring ranches. The neighboring ranches proved to be two in number, one a mile away, up the canon, the other a mile beyond that. Nevertheless the boys set out for them. Trott and Hills, winning in the race, were found seated under the trees before the first house, consuming the last remnants of a pie, which they had purchased at a great price. From force of habit, Walpole asked if there was “any more of that pie?” Some of the boys dropped off here and succeeded in buying out the entire baking of the good-natured ranch-woman. The others pushed on to the second house, where their famished eyes were greeted by the sign: “Fresh-laid Milk and Eggs.” The idea of a natural-made Egg-nog in such a wilderness was delicious, and the boys soon exhausted the stock in hand. Returning to camp, with appetites only whetted by the slender fare they had had, the foragers saw the wagons coming around the bend. These were at once surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd, whose ardor was suddenly dampened by the discovery that the wagons contained tents, and tents only. These the men I2S were at once ordered to set up. It was exciting business, and the genial Lieutenant strolled about, with a smile on his face, watching the frantic exertions of the boys; here helping Edgerton and Deardorff from under their fallen tent, and there calming Corporals Adams and Camine, who were disputing as to which should have Allen for mess-mate. Four men were detailed to put up Professor Lee’s tent, for he had been condemned to mess alone. The tents being raised, the messes were chosen, and then a frugal meal of crackers aud cheese was served, a result of the untiring exertions of Quartermaster Keegan. This officer promised to provide a full meal on the morrow, “ provided there were provisions to provide.” After guard-mount, the boys were given freedom to go down to Morrison or wherever they chose, orders being given to be in by taps, at eleven o’clock. So the road down the canon was filled with groups of fellows striking down to see what the giddy town of Morrison held in the way of amusement. It evidently held something attractive, for Carnine and Plested did not appear at taps, and at the hurried roll-call in the flickering light of Company A.’s camp-fire, there was a dead silence when their names were called. About eleven o’clock the two boys came quietly up to camp and proceeded to ” feel” Fonda’s guard. Plested succeeded in getting thro’, but Carnine, with his usual luck, was discovered and taken to the guard-house. Here he told such a smooth yarn that Sergeant-of-Guard Fitch allowed him to go to his tent. Here he found Plested, Trott and Hills, by the light of a candle stuck in a bayonet, busily devouring a cake which they had “snitzed” from the cook’s tent next door. When the cake was consumed, all four were attacked by a burning thirst such as was not to be borne. So thro’ the flap at the rear of the tent, Rol hailed Wylie, who was pacing guard-line Number Four, and begged him to bring some water. This was disastrous, for Wylie, with a stern sense of duty, called for Fitch, and all four were ignominiously marched away to the guard-house, followed by the jeers of a few comrades, who were awakened by the arrest, and who reviled them from their tent flaps. They found another inmate of the guard-tent, Dan Jones, run in for saying prayers after taps. Next morning they were chaffed unmercifully, and were put to washing dishes as police duty. Then they appeared before Adjutant Downey. By searching questions he elicited from them the information that their misdemeanor had nothing to do with the Betas, and was not a fit subject for a Weekly Bulletin, so they were let off with guard-duty for twenty-four hours. The day passed quietly, the boys being too weak from lack of food to do very much. In the evening the monotony was broken by the arrival ot another box of crackers, and also by an adventure of MaeCartney and Downey with a tame 129 bear, broken loose from its owner in Morrison. Both boys were badly frightened, and Ajax forthwith provided himself with a twenty-two calibre pistol, with which he amused himself by firing at the men as they sat around in camp. He never hurt anyone, and the boys at last grew used to what they called his “everlasting bulletin’.” That night, in attempting to run the guard-line by climbing along the edge of the canon, Orton had a bad fall, which plunged him into the creek, where he attracted all the guards by his frantic efforts to swim in the two feet of water in the creek. Op helped with the dishes next morning. Next day was Sunday, and it was thought best not to expose Camine, Orton, Fitch and some others to the seductions of the Morrison beauties by going to church there, tho’ an urgent invitation had been received from the Reverend Mr. Kerr. So all stayed in camp, and seated on the ground around a wagon, which served for a pulpit, listened to a sermon from Bradford. Dunlavy, Hill, Caruine, and some others, showed up well toward the front. That evening a few of the boys went down to Morrison, as was their wont, and Op and Camine were late again. As they came up the road in the moonlight they resolved to run the guard smoothly that night, or perish in the attempt. This time they tried a new tack, and climbing up the hill above camp they made a descent from that side. All went well and they reached a rock from which they were to jump down into the shade of Carnine’s tent. Camine jumped and made his tent with only the loss of his hat. But Op fell heavily and was captured, together with Charlie’s hat. The name being found in Carnine’s hat, a detachment was sent for him, and tho’ he manifested the utmost surprise at being accused of running the guard, he was detained. Just then Plested and Hills came in with half a dozen chickens and the tidings that they had been chased at the ranch and had lost Trott, whom they feared had been caught. A poss£ was hurriedly sent out with MacCartney’s revolver. They found Rol tied to a wagon in the bam at the ranch, but cut him loose and made off before the people could give chase. Returning to camp, a high revel was held, in which the chickens, and the prisoners played important parts, for the latter were made to dress and cook the former. “ Rather fowl play,’’ as Camine dubbed it. After over turning Professor Lee’s tent and watching his convulsive movements under the canvas for a while, the boys at last settled down, just as it was growing white in the east. That proved to be the last night of camp, for next morning word was received that on account of the near approach of examinations the faculty thought best to cut short the camping expedition. So ended the stay at Camp Bear Creek. P B. A. Denver University Debating Club Founded in March, 1896 j OFFICERS President, Charles J. Downey Vice-President, William M. Galbraith Secretary, H. O. V. Hills Treasurer, Clarence E. McCartney MEMBERS Paul B. Albright C. J. Downey Horace C. Carson James M. Fitch Leland E. Howard H. O. V. Hills Thomas Kerr George O. Marrs Albert J. MacCartney Rolland S. Trott Floyd F. Walpole W. M. Galbraith Leon P. Hills Daniel N. Jones J. N. Linse Clarence E. McCartney Samuel Newman W. W- Leedham The King's 0)instrcl HE KING: When men, my Blondel, come within themselves, I would they enter by the gate of song; Would that a portal of clear poesy Open for their stenched thoughts an outer world. Miasma lurks where the rank root is fed, But song saves men from festering in their caves. ’Tis thus with me. Unlock your instrument; Tread with your surest touch upon the strings, Till they rebound in clusters of rich sound. Books foam with vapor from a feverish spring: Sing me a song before I plunge again. Blondel: I seize my liege’s thought to kindle song: Themes spread like fire and ripen from the seed Of one Promethean flash. My master’s mind Is wrought upon and swollen with distress. But give me leave to sing of that. The king Is never monarch of the throats of birds: Sing no less free. Then listen to the words: The King: Blondel: ft Song of Ihe Wind In the sea of the air swims the monster, the mind. It asks not a kernel of sand for a shore Nor an anchor to dangle and clutch in the wind; For such is its manner—and more: A manner that scorns at the shore. It flaunts a wild freedom and battles the wave Of the bottomless, measureless, harborless main. It lashes to tempest the clouds while they rave For their sleep that was shattered in vain— Their sleep on this measureless main. The leviathan spurns in a fury of foam Each track of the air that is swept of its doubt; Then it dives to the cavernous darks of its home To hunt a new death-craving out, To strive with a craving of doubt. 3 For the monster would feast out its deathless desire On the spray of the zodiac breakers. In zest It rends the rich flesh of the heavens afire From the day altar set in the west— Devouring the viands with zest. With an appetite fierce for the portions of dread It bursts its rude bulk through the cloak of the sky, And carries the texture of heaven a-shred From its shoulder spines streaming awry— Threads that were torn from the sky. And what are the hopes of its fostering rage? And what will it win from the waste it defies? The sun-parching hulk of the mad one be judge: The leviathan floats where it dies, It floats in the waste it defies. The King: True, Blonde!, true as the timbre of your voice. Is truth a thing believed or just admired, That men but look upon it with their eyes? I need no answer: thought’s a mad device. Come, let your fingers wander in the realm Of softer song-a sonnet of the heart. Blortdel: Never a day since hearts began to dream Was music not atune to such a theme: f $onu of the Hurt “Almost thou temptest me—almost, almost,” Sang thistle to the sun, “to fly away; Leaving my meadow-fellows self-engrossed. To 'come a vagrant airling in thy smiles. My heart ’flates up, and though there bid me stay Grave thoughts of growth—thy freedom still beguiles.” And “almost” soon is “lo, behold” become— An August wedding! Thistle changes song: “What matters whether up and down I roam And thoughts arc playthings—thou art everywhere. Where logic bites the earth, there wrong is wrong; Hut not with thee, love, in the upjierair.” The King: Like fresh plucked fruit before its ichor turns! So far the flood of song runs crystal smooth; But here's a rough bed. Blondel, how is this— A soul song? Blondcl: The King: Blondcl: ’1 he King: Blondcl: 1J3 Well, songs are not prophesied. They are like flowers—some trodden out, and some Set fresh upon a princess’ breakfast board. Let this be born at least: with birth the ground Fulfills its obligation to the flower. The arrow stops the ruddock’s morning song, But neither bird nor arrow does the wrong: ) $on ) of ibe Soul I)ay, like a dawning primrose, bursts its pod, And light and life look prayerful up to God; Song’s fetters melt When morning’s breath is felt; And Life holds promise in the„brimming bud. Morn, a rude hand of trouble, drags from rest Kings to take up their mask of royal jest, And Pelt his purse; And Cain takes up his curse. And Death sits grinning in the craven breast. Rises a star, serene and fresh with birth; E’en at the morn its brightness pales the earth And dulls the sky. Man halts with dazzled eye, And tries the buckle of his narrow girth. Heavens! It ends itself! My best string, too! I said, my liege, songs are not prophesied. The song hung on the tension of a string. What of the man you sang of? What’s the end? First rose the soul star—then................. ’Tis fate, my liege. That broke the song; tis fate that does the rest— The fate of God. I’ll lead you on to that, My voice unaided by the sound of strings: I Sonij lo fau Wouldst thou be kind to me? Sharpen thy steel and dip its point with gall; Strengthen and lift thine arm, and let it fall Into my heart that hopes of thee. � 34 Wouldst thou be false to me? Pour out new honey, from October drawn. That mocks its own taste in my mouth anon And qualms upon its memory. Be not too false or kind. Give me the cup an hour a day at best: Its falsity doth madden by its jest. And sicks my tongue and then my mind. The steel through all the years! My wounds are sweet, I cherish them with blows; In all their red ooze resurrection flows. Come sup with me the wine of tears. The King: Thus may the king feel blest at every scar, And thus drink deepest of the rising star. -C. J. I). PROFESSORS' ROW, UNIVERSITY PARK Che Youna Wen's Christian Association j OFFICERS President, Leland E. Howard Vice-President, L. 0 . V. Hills Secretary, L. Dumas Beckwith Treasurer, Floyd F. Walpole MEMBERS • H. B. Allen J. N. Linse, Will Bliss A. J. MacCartney E. E. Brace Clarence MacCartney L. D Beckwith J. H. McKechnie H. C. Carson F. L. Mendenhall E. H. Crowder Rea P. McGee J. B. Davis H. W. Neff C. M. Deardorff Sam New’nian E. N. Edgerton S. O’Mura J. L. Ellis Lucius Pitkin W. M. Galbraith L Rader Geo. Gebhart D. P. Rader C. E. Griffin P. E. Simonds W. G. Gooldv C. B. Stevens Geo. W. Gould R. S. Trott F. E. Gordon J. N. Tomlin L. P. Hills I. J. Varney H. O. V. Hills F. Walpole C. C. P. Hiller F. Whiting F. L. L. Hiller E. M. Wylie L. E. Howard Geo. H. White D. N. Jones Dr. LeRossignol I). J. Jones Chancellor McDowell H. A. Keegan H. E. Russell Thos. Kerr E. B. T. Spencer T. Bruce King A. B. Hyde W. W. Leedham H. A. Howe 36 The University Association HE Young Men’s Christian Association of the University of Denver was organized May 27, 1891, by Mr. John R. Mott, of the International Committee, in the old building, at the corner of Fourteenth and Arapahoe Streets. It has prospered during the years since, and now has a membership of nearly sixty. It has a l eautiful room in the College building, which is open at all hours, and affords a pleasant and home-like resting place for the young men of the University. The purpose of the Young Men’s Christian Association is to win men to Christ, and in all ways to develop the noblest manhood in the student body. It strives to make its influence felt for righteousness in every department of college life, and to join the students into a federation for the advancement of the Master’s kingdom. The special work of this year has been the support of our Missionary, Mr. Moti-Lab, at Puranpur, India. For a number of years we have assisted in the support of this native Hindoo pastor. Heretofore, good friends outside the school have helped to raise the thirty dollars for his support each year, but we are trying to do it alone this year. During the year the regular sendees of the Association have been held on Wednesdays, in the hall of the Evans Literary Society. Joint meetings’of the Associations have also been held in the interest of missions. By the co-operation of the two Associations, Mr. Charles Hiller, the president of the Association during the year just closed, was sent as delegate from this College to the convention of the Student Volunteers, at Cleveland, in.February. Our Association is only a small part of a great movement, that began at Princeton, twenty-one years ago. Now, over five hundred colleges inithe United States have Associations, and its membership of over 40,000 is the largest organization of college men in the world. The Youny Women's Christian Association j President, II. Orlena Beggs. Vice-President, Agnes L. Blanck. Recording Sec’y, Nellie Stephens. Corresponding Sec’y, Agnes Glasgow. Treasurer. Cora E. Taylor. MEMBERS Agnt s Glasgow Eliza Berryman Elise C. Jones Ada Cherry Cora E. Taylor Lida Burkhard Emma Stover Margaret Davis Elisa Eble Louise Iliff Ethel McCreery Martha Kimball George A. Bissell Dora Springer Nina Griffith Maude Engle Orlena Beggs Margaret Corn Minnie Macdonald Ethel Antrim Nellie Bliss Gertrude Sanderson Winifred Willard May Miller Bee Duer Bernice Eidt Anna Pomeroy Nellie Belden Eva Beardsley Agnes Blanck Eva Montgomery Luella Allen Grace M. Sater Zetta Waldeck Lindsey Barbee Miss Fisher Emily Johns Nellie Stephens Mande Deisher Miss Wirt Agnes McNair Mina Garrett Gertrude Green Myrtle Ling Lucy Hammond Jessie Poundstone Pearl Thomas Margaret Packard. Rebecca Downey 38 The Ulork of the Association A biographer, early in his work, pictures the home of his hero or heroine, so it may not be out of place in writing of the Y. W. C. A. of Denver University to speak first of the modest room, which the older members regard with a householder's pride. Four years ago the Association secured for its use, and began to furnish this room on the first floor of University Hall. To a new member, rugs and cushions, window-seat and pictures, chairs and tables may not seem worthy of remark, but she little knows of all the efforts to make and save money, of all the stitches taken in those much-abused cushions, and of all the deliberation that committees have ex pended in choosing rugs, and deciding whether to spend a certain sura on curtains or on a window-seat. We still, indeed, need many things— a desk, sofa, and an Association library; and in time we believe we shall have them. But as a material home is of little value if the life lived in it is not a happy one, so the Association endeavors to be a center for many good things in our college. One of a large number of both college and city associations, having a strong central organization, and aims that are everywhere the same, the methods used are those which have been tried and tested. Both by suggestive literature, by the visits of Secretaries and by general conferences, the local Association life is inspired by that of the whole organization, which is everywhere seeking to convert and strengthen young women in their Christian life. Strong emphasis is laid upon committee work in caring for the various interests of the Association, both in its support and in its meetings and social life. During the six years since its organization, in the spring of 1892, weekly prayer-meetings have been held regularly and, once a month, meetings of missionary interest; several classes have also been organized for Bible study. The Association supports a student in a foreign mission school, and the reports from Miss Fisher's little Chinese namesake are received and read with great interest. Almost all of the money raised by the Association, in addition to the small term dues, has been secured by systematic giving—the members pledging themselves to give a certain sum each week. Last winter a calendar was published, compiled by the members of the Association, with a Bible verse for each day of the year. A delegate was sent last summer to the Conference at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, which is in session for two weeks, and at which the chief features are classes for Bible study, discussions about methods of work, and addresses by many of the leading thinkers and workers of the country. Several delegates are always sent to the annual State Conference of the Colorado Associations. “ Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts. '39 The Student Volunteer Movement The Student Volunteer Missionary Band was organized November iotli, 1892. with five members. Since then seventeen volunteers have been enrolled. Two of these are in the field, one was rejected by the Mbsionary Board on account of health, two are hindered through aged parents, three lor health reasens, c it las renounced, three are hindered from other causes, and ten are still in course of preparation. The preset t membership is eight. Since Novtn 1 r. ’94. a study of missions has beeu prosecuted, the following courses having Uen completed : (1) History of Christian Missions. (2) South America. (3) China. (4) India. (5) Bible and Missions. (6) Missionary Biography. (7) History of Missions in the Middle Ages. (8) The World Field and the Student Factor, and a course of study upon Africa as a missionary field is now being pursued. A good working Missionary Library has been secured and under the leadership of Mr. Underwood, a missionary campaign is now being instituted among the Young Peoples’ Societies of the City. Regular joint meetings of the Band and Missionary Study Class are held weekly, and once a month il:e City Volunteers meet with those resident in the Park. The prospective fields are India, Japan, China, South America and Africa. 40 The University of Denver Ode Under the slopes of the mountains. And bright with the sheen of the sun ; Where the Platte from its sparkling fountains. I aps forth its long journey to run : Where winter kisses the summer On Evans, or Pike’s Peak, or Gray. And the frosty breath of December. Is sweet with the odors of May. At the base of the foot-hills nestle l. On the sands of a long lost sea ; Where Tritons and Titans wrestled For the old time’s mastery There reigneth our queenly mother — The proudest of subjects are we— On all the round globe not another Hath half so much beaut} as she. — Dr. David H. Moore. College Publications Attc.J MaciIa H. 8. Allen t. F. Do� � er P� ul B AlfetgM M LMhi Bjrte C. F. Orals Chrfe B. Steven HESPERUS STAFF t M Antrim C C. P. HlN r Che Hesperus Published Bi-Weekly by the Students or the University of Denver J STAFF Editor-in-Chief, Lindsey Bakrkf. j� ASSOCIATE EDITORS Clyde B. Stevens, ’98 C. C. P. Hiller, ’99 Nellie Bliss, ’oo H. B. Allen, ’oi Alumni Correspondent . . . E. M. Antrim, ’96 Preparatory School.............Alice J. Martin Business Manager............Paul B. Albright Assistant..........................I. F. Downer Journalism in D. U., like the March thermometer, has its ups and downs: when it's up, it’s boiling, when it’s down it’s lifeless. The Hesperus is now in its twelfth volume, but this does not signify twelve consecutive years of success, for two years previous to the session of '96-’97 the University had no regular publication. In the Spring of 97 a movement for the re-establishment of the college paper was set afoot, and an election held by the students, which resulted in the election of the present staff, for the period of one year. It was at first thought advisable to have a brand-new name for the sheet, and “Oreopsis,” signifying “mountain-view,” was chosen ; but Alumni and former students soon persuaded the management to return to the old name, and it now makes its regular appearance under that title. The prizes receutly offered by Mr. Will S. Iliff, '88, in l ehalf of the Hesperus, for the best story for its pages, was won by Loring D. Beckwith, his story being entitled, Howard Dargel, College Man, while Madeline, by Miss Helen O. Beggs, won second place. These stories will shortly appear in the paper. Che Denver University Annual ¥ Kyneutisbok Volume One Published Annually by the Junior Class NINETY-NINE’S STAFF T. Bruce King, Editor-in-Chief L. Winifred Willard, Assistant Editor Cora E. Taylor, Editor Wit and Humor Mary Lindsey Barbee, Chas. C. P. Hiller, Daniel N. Jones, Oporia L. Orton, Associate Editors. John B. Davis, Business Manager. Charles M. Deardorff, Assistant Business Manager. Agnes L. Blanck, Iva B. Duer, Wm. M. Galbraith, Leland E. Howard, Emma S. Stover, Associate Managers, THE CHAMBERLIN OBSERVATORY THE BIG TELESCOPE The Chamberlin Observatory LTHOUGH Denver University has not yet reached the rank as one of America’s great universities, and although the buildings and equipment of the institution are not great in number, nevertheless, there is one thing of which we are all proud—what she has is of the best. No set of college students in Colorado go daily to their work in such a magnificent hall as do we in Denver University; the Iliflf School of Theology is the equal in magnificence and appointment of any building in the United States devoted to a similar purpose; and when we reach the subject of equipment for astronomical work, we stand undeniably in the front rank. The Chamberlin Observatory was built and equipped at an expense of over $50,000, and presented to the University by the late Hon. Humphrey B. Chamberlin. There are two principal buildings, as shown in our engravings. Under the dome of the larger stands the great refracting telescope, with an objective of 20 inches diameter, 26 feet in focal length. Alongside of this great tube is mounted for a “finder” the first telescope owned by the University, five inches in aperture, a mute witness of wonderful advance. The big telescope possesses every known appliance to increase its accuracy, power and utility, including complete photographic apparatus. In size it is exceeded only by twelve telescopes in the world, six of which are in the United States, and many of these are not the property of institutions of learning. In efficiency, it is the equal of any, while the good “seeing” properties of Denver atmosphere have made it possible for Dr. Howe to follow objects which had passed out of sight of every American instrument excepting only the great Lick telescope. So it is seen that our statement above made is justified. This telescope is used by students who have first learned to use it by means of the six-inch telescope of the students’ observatory, which is similarly mounted and equipped, and is in itself a fine instrument. The subsidiary equipment is of the best, including two meridian telescopes, solar and siderial clocks and chronometers, chronograph, etc., beside minor instruments. A permanent endowment of $50,000 would give this observatory the means by which Denver University and Denver would acquire world-wide astronomical renown. THE STUDENTS’ OBSERVATORY The Professional Schools of the University In Order of ibeir tslablisbrneni f J I. Thk Mkdicai. School II. The Denver Law School III. The Dental College IV. The Iliff School of Theology V. The Conservatory of Music THE HA1SH BUILDING In Ode to Old Haish Building E love thee for thy Medics, bold. They practice on both young and old, With head and heart and hand so cold. We love the, Old Haish Building. We love thee for thy Dents, uncouth, Who bore large holes in guiltless tooth, And say they must do so, forsooth. We love thee. Old Haish Building. We love thee for thy Lawyers, wise, Who think they will to notice rise; But they are off, the Dents surmise. We love thee. Old Haish Building. We love thee, for thy Profs., so deep, Who dream of questions while they sleep To flunk us all, and make us weep. We love thee, Old Haish Building. We love thee for thy long front stairs, Thy dusty, rickety, class-room chairs. Thy halls and rooms, which no one airs. We love thee, Old Haish Building. We love thee for thy long-haired sharks, Who worry over last year’s marks, And then go out on midnight larks. We love thee, Old Haish Building. We love thee for the iron link Between us and the girls who wink They are so pretty, we don't think. We love thee, Old Haish Building. We love thee for thy battered doors, The mice that scamper o’er the floors; But Miller knows where each one bores. We love thee, Old Haish Building. T. H. Brandon P. O. Hanford. A. B. H. A. JohflMA. J. HiiKktr. ph. C. A. S. Moody. A. B. T. W. O'Connor. A H W. C. Wrfcrr. A. M. K. Hanw n J. M. Slatry Hl� i Str l� Ury. A. B. J. V. Sotinl. 0. V. S. G. A. Van Fradrntnrg SENIOR CLASS IN MEDICINE Senior Organization Pbsident, Archer N. Moody Vice-President, G. A. Van Fradenburg Secretary, J. M. Slabey Treasurer, John Huecker HOSE seniors ! Oh those noble seniors ! and to speak the truth are they not a most miserable conglomeration of inhuman souls ? The sight of these thirteen empty skulls would drive the most depressed hypochondriac mad with irrepressible laughter, and the common belief that brains are a necessity to a knowledge of medicine would be totally shattered by one intelligent glimpse of this degenerate accumulation of many states and nations. A most brief relation with these so called seniors would clearly prove that to gain the doctor’s degree an encephalon is not only unnecessary but is truly contra-indicated. But how did these incapables gain their seniority ? To a man unacquainted with the ways of our faculty this would most obviously appear as an interrogation point of gigantic dimensions but to those who are aware of the high executive ability of our honored Dean and the true avariciousness of our pompous Secretary, it is not a stumbling block of any great moment. The Dean’s great hobby is “elimination,” and he simply “applies his theory to the fact,” and now hopes that with a few more days of vigorous treatment he will have cleansed the school system of these noxious and putrefactive ptomaines. This result obtained will not only bring many worthy adherents to the good Dean’s theory but will also call forth most exalted laudations from the remainder of the faculty, who will be most gratified to feel the slow, strong and steady pulse of the honored class of ’99 as it carries forth its full, round, stream of intelligent nutrition. Alas for the honest sons of hardy toil who either sooner or later must succumb to these half famished, gore-thirsty fiends ! Should the honest layman be compelled to seek refuge for the sole purpose of evading these soon-to-be ubiquitous slashers, who like unto hungry mosquitos will haunt him in the deepest seclusion and there hum a death dirge, as their demon-like eyes are feeding aud sparkling at the gush of his departing life's blood ? Pray tell what Canuibal King or what fiend of the descended Lucifer could gloat over his captive with more eager eyes or more trembling hands than did our great surgeon in his never-to-be-forgotten operation. Did not his scissors describe 154 all the known parabolic curves while being blunderingly crowded along the quivering director that led up to the seat of local murder, while the patient in anguish was heard to pray for death and begged a cigarette in hopes to relieve his pain ? Or what can we hope for from a surgeon whose early intuitions led him to the suffering of harmless beasts. Unsatisfied, he needs must seek for human blood with which to please his murderous fancy, and deeply glories in the adminstration of veterinary doses to unsuspecting man. llad he not better confine himself to the occluded channels of a suffeiing veal, rather than inflict his deadly ravages on a sweet and sleeping babe ? Although this is all indeed temble would we not submit to death at his hands with better grace than to succumb to the razor of an Ethiopian Indian ? I can now see the red stream following his homely blade, and behold his black chocolate eye glistening with rapture over his exsanguinous victim. Such hemorrhage will be “inevitable.” Aye, but will they be “accidental ?'• It seems hardly proper that a spirit-loving nature should be admitted to the realms of scientific surgery, for is it not a fact that an intoxicated scalpel may be the means of assisting many unseeking souls on through the pearly gates ? It may be “O. K.’ but let us be delivered from an humble servant of “Ethyl. What can be more atrocious than to even dream of, let alone to sec, a long since school girl brandishing a glistening knife over the limb of a helpless narcotized man ? What respect can a man hold for himself who would be seen to chum with a dispensary lover? For seven long years has he haunted our school and we are certain that the profession at large as well as the faculty would be more than gratified should he return to his pugilistic calling, while a necessitated residence in Canon, his former abode, would do away with a formidable rival to him of the Slavonian soil. We might say to this latter that a purse-string suture in the saw-dust leg of Dr. W.’s doll might be quite efficient, but to apply it in the closing of a circular amputation wound would be indeed puckering. It is needless to say that when you “feel alveoli,” you do not “feel typhoid,” and further we may add that a sickly hair lip will hardly suffice as a manner in which to fleece patients notwithstanding its use as a pillow for breaking falls in case one should faint. This shining light would well supplant an obscure moon, and should indeed be of some value in assisting our strayed Hoboken medic to his place of birth in lower Philadelphia. Can the faculty well refuse the captain of D. C. T. (last corporal) a contracted sheep skin since he has been the sole means of keeping their “boots” in a presentable condition? But will it seem the same old school when we no longer see his effeminate figure gracing the entrance of the dear old Conservatory— that spot of loved enchantment 55 from which rose forth his soft, sweet tones of tender love (which could be easily heard a block), while his fair goddess, the pride of Spring Gulch, gazed tenderly down from the step above on what she thought to be a resurrected Apollo ? Ah yes! we will miss those gentle smiles (that used to shake the window panes) and the long, sad, pining face of his Carbondale Queen will cause us to wander tearfully and aimlessly into the future, hoping that his one grand ambition has been granted him and that he is now the proud physician to the Home for Incorrigible Girls. But what of the degenerate he, the great therepeusist who, through his humble knowledge of the dosage of drugs, confined himself to his immediate apartments for three long tedious days, and who but himself knows what he suffered ? It will indeed be a pitiable sight to behold this. Any old tear, tramping from house to bouse peddling Phisque’s Purple Pellets for the certain abortion of Typhoid Rheumatic Fever and Pneumonia, at the same time distributing a small pamphlet written by himself, on the Exact Dimensions of the Earth.’ On turning about we observe on the corner a crowd of persons who, for the want of better employment, are bending their listening ears to the eloquent words which our dissipated theatre going druggist utters forth in praise of whiskerine,” a proprietary drug put up under the personal supervision of one serene senior who uses his face as the chief advertisement for this renowned preparation. This fabulous beard tonic was put up at the expense of the University Dispensary during our druggist’s active career. Posters of the inventor have been made from the photograph he had forwarded from Joplin, in order that we might “show him. The one who reigns supreme among these thirteen diverted street sweepers, is a youth, whose minor intelligence would well have fitted him as a petty parishoner in a surburban Methodist Sunday School. If he had stayed there we would have never seen those magic words, Senior Class Meeting, and ulser would have been passed down to posterity as one of the unresolved mysteries of this Psychozoic era. His ever-present, unguentumized and inexpressive smile may be pleasing to the composer of those sweetly scented love packets posted near the back-woods border, but to a worldly person it communicates that sickening sensation which follows the ingestion of a cold potato. He is a noble orator and his words of eloquence flow forth like the water from a broken pump. So now we come to the flint-hearted lamb who, ever awaiting with breathless expectancy the downfall of his cleanly dominion, now joins with us in those thoughts of inexpressible joy which will soon enfold us as we behold the last, long-prayed-for departure of this senior class to the great wilderness of life, that life into which we all too soon must go. So let us truly hope that mother nature will to these be kind, and may all success greet them in their noble venture. Wherefore we drink of the blood red wine, To the health of ’98, to the health of ’99. Hwttft L l.'nJmaood T. L A. Shatter HowarJ B. Yount Moam A. Stroup LraK I). Johnaon W. A. fcd«rt too G. B. MeUmir F. French J. A.StanJrtnc B. I. Johnaonl A. AnJrrv n JUNIOR CLASS IN MEDICINE Junior Organization Howard B. Young, President G. B. Mbldrum, Secretary L. D. Johnson, Treasurer OUR COLLEAGUES, THE JUNIORS I ELDING to the flowery-tongued committee, we promised an article on the Juniors, and were told that owing to the yellowness of the class, all imperfections would be overlooked. But that was in the piping times of peace. Now, w’ith the Post declaring war every fifteen minutes, Bill Bryan telegraphing us every quarter-hour, to learn from the latest quotations whether his appellation, 1' The Apostle of the White Metal,” means lead or silver; with that other Bill, McKinley, tacking and playing crawfish ; with still another Bill, Brann, fighting duels and getting shot, because he wrote, we are so pressed for time, that whether or not these thoughts be cribbed, and whether or not credit be given for them, you must not ask. The administration's demonstration of the terrestrial wobble has so upset our calculations that nothing can be held certain. For the Juniors, let me make an out-and-outer from Comrade Kipling— 1 have written the tale of our life, For a sheltered people’s mirth, In jesting guise—but ye are wise, And ye know what the jest is worth.” But what rude voice is this breaking in with its uncultured tones: ‘‘We have paid as much as they have, and we are entitled to as many lectures as they are ” ? This voice never would have been allowed to say, with Rare Ben Jonson: ” Or, leave a kiss but in the cup. And I’ll not look for wine ! Rather, its rude possessor would have taken the kiss, pocketed the cup, seized the girl, and then have kicked because “I sent thee late a rosy wreath,” and was not getting his money’s worth in exchange for so extravagant an outlay. A little letter like an “h” makes a fearful difference. And this shadow, so closely linked to the first—Ah, yes, the other one, The Sisters, you know. ‘‘Grey wolves hunt in pairs”—’twaseverso. But this one left us suddenly, a few moons ago—had to sit up with a sick friend. The day he left, “Bertie, the Lamb” lound the following : “ Pro Deo In the High Court of the city of Newcastle, Wyo., Before His Honor, The Chief Justice, re, May B. J. versus L---------. Newcastle, the jothof February, 1898.—After having heard the argument of Hon. By-Laws, of the counsel for the Plaintiff, and having read the summons and heard the testimony of various witnesses, It is ordered that an order be granted, and is hereby granted, summoning the Defendant,---------J., and ordering him to maintain marital relations with the said Plaintiff, on or before May 11, iSgS, on penalty. Signed, Spencerian Penn, Register. By order of The Court. And “ Bertie, the Lamb said : Another good thing gone wrong. But a change came over the spirit of my dream—Gallia est omnis divisa in partes tres, and This is the latter part, whose puerile accents pipe up: Am I to infer that you wish ME to answer that question? (His accent belies his name.) And then the answer. One day, as he examined carefully first one hand, then the other, trying to locate the right side of his body, he sweetly murmured : There was a little boy, and he wasn’t very bright, He couldn’t tell his left from his right hand. So he chawed his dexter hand 'till it was red and raw— To remember that the right was the bight hand. Then he wandered off into a rhapsody— The right was the bight, the right was the bight—no, the left is! Say, what is the dose of compound tincture of luminiferous ether ? __________ And he has a shadow descendant of the great gods, Odin and Thor, the Materia Medica Walking Quiz. Hour-long discussions are indulged in as to whether gr. 1-150 will act with greater efficacy than gr. r$o. This blonde, smiling shadow from Northeast Europe—bow sad, he never can understand a question in English. His sad lament: Aye tank dose feller ask me vot re-lay-sun vos the Re ses tac-u-lum-Kailai und the Sus-ten-tac-kaeluni Talai? Und aye say et es leetla taller’s cousin to Oder faller! No wonder he thinks English a delusion and a snare. Shafe tells me that when this fair haired voyager landed, he aspired to shine amongst the learned, so one morning as Shafe turned up—broke as usual— after one of his little tea parties, he remarked that he hoped never to do it again. The Fair Haired joined in the hope and Shafe gave as one of his reasons varium et mutabile semperfemina (he had overheard some one out at the Park say it), and The Fair Haired remarked, after some mental guess work (this is a translation) I no longer wonder at your impecuniosity. � 59 What boistrous, rough, uncouth fellow comes here? Had you not assured me that he had never yet left the boundaries of this, his native State, I would insist that he be an Amherst man—the crudeness of his nature bespeaks him as such— and those degrees S. H. and P. R. would point him out an Amherst Aggie—but bring the merrie gentleman here, and let me humbly crave his pardon for the insult—Herr Von Middle Park Rancher—he that boasts of that noblest of names for his handle. Jig tells me a story of Mein Herr and the round-up. Being desirous of breaking a pair of Texas steers, he had just yoked them when they started for Texas, Mein Herr, full of Dutch Courage, grabbed each by the tail and endeavored to check them, yelling: “Whoa, Buck! Whoa, Spot! As he was swiftly yanked away from the round-up, certain wise ones gave advice: “Let go them there steers.” Their mad career was only checked by the “Sora Range. After Mein Herr von Middle Park Rancher rounded his steers back to the “cavoy” and was again asked why he did not not let go, he made answer: “Gee-whillikens! How ’t ’ell could I let go when it was all I could do to hold on ? ’’ Next a fair sweet male man (please notice the male) once in attendance at Michigan’s famous seat of learning, tell us what of him? The first of the Latins to write on medicine was old Major Cato, breveted in Cuba, quite a celebrated old chap now—by the way his words are being modernized for the benefit of Middle Park ranchers by Herr, but more of that anon. Old Major Cato was a stickler for reform, he started out with the idea that he was responsible for the world, and he let the world know to whom it owed its salvation. He ran a merry bluff on the people for years, was half a hundred times accused, but no one would believe the Major could be bad. Let’s see, he was some eighty-five years of age the last time he was in the Police Court, and after that when the bluff no longer drew—well he had a Hot Time in the Eternal City every night. We are told that his evenings were spent “with friends over wine” and that the conversation was not on “rural affairs. That needs no translation, but what has that to do with the medic’s? Well, our apostle of reform has not published his Commentarius, quo Mcditur Filio, Servis Familiaribus. But he is a warm baby on the temperance question, and I am not going to tell who told me that, after one of his realistic performances, he heard him uttering to an unappreciative red letter box on a street lamp, as he coyly lurched about it, the paint turning a livid green under the blow pipe effect of his ambrosia ladened breath, something that was not understood. Bah jove, fellows—this is me off day—how d’ye do—’ave ye ’eard the joke about Charter day ? It just struck me—so funny! Bah jove! “Bertie the Lamb took me there, and we ’ad to 'ear the bloomin’ bloody blawsted speeches and bah jove, d’ye know the Dean congratulated me—funny! wasn’t it? Yaas it is a i6o bit late, but bah jove, fellows, it just struck me—he must ’ave thought we were interested, don’t chew know—but bah jove, fellows, it was me off day, and I 'ad ad a bit of a drink. Oh yas, the Conservitony, d’ye know I wanted to rest a bit, but Bertie fairly carried me hoff—Bah jove fellows, but I'm gawing back to bloomin’ Hingland soon—the only place, ye know—Don't, Bertie, wait a bit. Don’t take me away now, it’s me off day, don’t ye know. Little O.—Cute fellow. Did you ever meet him? ’Tis a pity he drinks. And the ladies! Ask about them if you wish to hear him expand. Watch him swell up like a disintegrated barnacle in fresh water, and with “------------ -----You’ll have to show me! he starts in : “Now, I aren’t no ’and with the ladies, For, takin’ ’em all along, You never can say till you’ve tried ’em, An’ then you are like to be wrong.” The only true description of the many ways to work a five-o'clock was furnished me by Little O. ’Twas he that ostracised Kettle Drums because with all the noise he could not recite his beautiful poetry’- This is a slip he passed me one day after going through all the contortions of the Snake Sisters: The hills lie wanton to the breeze. The fields bare and unfrocked ; The trees expose their naked limbs— No wonder corn is shocked ! ” The wild, untutored throbbing of a gigantic intellect! Circumstances demand a breach of faith, for owing to the nearness of the exams., Little O- has, by some hooche-kooche wrigglings of his gray matter, evolved a statement of reasons why he should pass. The following he intends to attach to his paper on Practice, so that the Dean will know what a good thing he is: “ I never cribs and I never cuts, And I never drinks or smokes; But I smiles all day, in my own sweet way, At my little harmless jokes.” “ An old man once said to his son : When tempted to make a pun, Go out in the yard And kick yourself hard, And let me commence when you’re done. ” So I will not tell you just how old this unique specimen is, but simply say he is still Y— that is, not very old. A youthful prodigy' in the missionary line, he is expected to develop as the years roll on. He has been met returning from the fag end of a seven-day experience party with an unexpurgated edition of Brann in one pocket and Bertie’s “ How to Win at Poker ” in the other. Notice his smooth, suave manner of speech, his frank, open smile, and then, when the i6r Hottentot crowns are missing, look for traces of his fine Italian hand. But after this earthly career, what is to become of this man of many parts ? Heaven won't suit him and hell can't hold him. Sad to contemplate! He will take a few choice cohorts of his heathen and form new planets to scintillate with the brilliancy of their possessor. Time was, when in the midst of a “Ten O’clock,' we were startled by the mad rush o! a long, slim apparition with glasses astride his nose, one glove on, the other abandoned because of the labor, swinging listlessly by one finger, the stump of a mournful cigarette clasped weakly by the corner of a very tired, unexpressive mouth, his trousers clasped tightly about a pair of microscopic ankles, making a wild rush, we repeat, for a “ Nine O’clock.” But one day not long ago he overheard the versatile Little O. remark— “ A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar! Why do you come so soon? You used to come at ten o’clock, But now you come at noon ! ” So that the Kunel, sah, from the Souf, sah, came in a few spasmodic rushes, just in time to see the dispensary close at noon. He failed in this attempt and the sanctimonious missionary min—not old—has written, “He faltered by the wayside and the angels took him home.” These sad, anxious days, when grim visaged war smiles upon us in our sleep, and causes brave men to seek safety in the rocky fastness of Idaho Springs —end this our Agamemnon—but Bertie, “ The Lamb,” calls him the “ Bully,” which is but a yin de sucU translation. He has gone to join the army, and, Oh, doesn’t he look brave standing there No. i man ? Says Sergeant Root to this raw recruit— “ Bedad, yer a bad ’un ! Now turn out yer toes ! Yer belt is unhookit, Yer cap is on crookit, Ye may not be drunk, but, bejabers, ye look it! Wan - two! Wan - two ! Ye monkey-faced divil, I’ll jolly ye through ! Wan - two ! Time ! Mark ! Ye march like the aigle in Cinthral Parrk !” (With apologies.) But don’t you care, it's a noble thing to help others die for their country, and the red cross, as demonstrated by you, will help many a man to see his finish. You were a’ scrappin’ every mini)it, Tommy S. An you looked on this here earth An’ the people what is in it As your legacy from birth, Tommy S. 162 Now, you’ve a damn unpleasant fashion When the bloody bugles play, Of a jumpin' up at tenor An' demandin' right of way. (with same apologies). How could he do it, the pride of University Park, he was in his day, but just to watch him play foot ball, this tower of strength, who followed the Marquis of Queensbury Rules. He never left the line except when some rude fellow pushed him real hard. Shall we miss him? What a question. It may be said of this one as of that other unwieldly hulk lately prominent in the Nation’s affairs: “We love him for the enemies he has made.” Tho’ be has said nothing about it, there will be a position hard to fill, left vacant on many “engagements’' of Denver’s fairest maidens. The last of Hercules’ labors was the hardest, and as far as Colorado’s Equal Suffrage has placed us ahead of the ancient Greek, just so much the harder is this last task of mine. Hercules finished his work by simply stepping to Hades, and after carefully tieing and slapping the very taste out of that little black and tan dog Cerberus, he brought him up to the realms of day—how easy—and the legend says that the naughty dog, disgusted, spat upon the earth, and from that spittle came our old time favorite, Aconite. Just what that beautiful Junior who lives far to the east, where Aurora’s smiling face first peeps out at dawn—he of the long black locks falling gracefully about his shoulders—he the erstwhile pride of Boulder and called Jig. J ust what he will do when the world looks upon him is yet to be proven. Probably resort to an alley hold-up again, and—well it is just too awful to say what he will do. But he is a man of great versatility, bearing with honor the degree of S. F., he is proud to show his little tricks at any time, and he has three. His long residence in Hades made him the warmest baby in the bunch. He claims that especial privileges should be allowed him on the grounds that a man is not to blame for what he does not know, and that in his last incarnation he was an ardent disciple and close follower of Socrates, forming many habits that centuries of fire could not purify. But he is a happy fellow, allowed to eat his lunch in the parlors of the Music Factory across the way, because the girls do so like to see him besport himself after he has partaken. Let us be kind, for should we write him true to nature, those who know him not would say, “I feared what he has said of me in his own write-up”-- Here endeth the lesson, for we respect the silence of the wise. Watson is on the list, the only man in the class who has not made an ass of himself, and whose record is as clear as that of Heath, M. D. Woodward and Corrigan are with yon in the body, but they are cases of such a class, that as a surgeon respecting my other patients, I must refuse to even touch them. And with Ver-zani, Shimoon and Sia Tieng Bo, gentlemen every one compared with the rest of you, your list closes. So fare you well, and remember there ever will be a Roland for an Oliver. Signed, Oliver. il Sophomore’s Soliloquy With Apologies to Shakespeark To shave or not to shave, that is the question! Whether ’tis better in the end to suffer The ignominious smiles of barbers, Or seek, by using razors on my whiskers My troubles to get rid of. My whiskers shave, By gosh! and by shaving say I end The joshes and those jibes and jeers That Freshmen give us; ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To shave or go unshorn Back to the world—aye, there’s the rub; For shaven should I go, what might occur When I have shuffled off the “brush” Which now my face adorns (?). There’s a desire That makes me shun this sacrifice. I fain would let them stay despite the Freshies Joy at daily stabs and sneers. For where else would I find again A something that so beautifies (?) My countenance and such joy to zephyrs gives. ’Tis ever thus. The sad forebodings In my weary heart but bring to mind The fate of Sophies gone before. They have endured and safely worn their beards Through storms and doubts like mine. But can I likewise do? Ah. yes! What they have done that can I Also do. And so there still is hope For even me. Ml 8ro n M. S. Cooper Mr . E. J. Rothwell Chas. T. KenJnll W. C. Kent R. C. Smedley SOPHOMORE CLASS IN MEDICINE Ch � . Stewart Rofc-t. S. Allen Sophomore Organization. H. S. Coopkr, President. R. S. Allen, Vice-President. Mrs. E. J. Roth well. Secretary. Chas. T. Kendall, Treasurer. ■----------------------------- 4 Class Motto: We won’t go home till morning. Class Colors—Schlitz Yellow and Wine Red. SOPHOMORE DIRECTORY. (Fools arc my theme, let satire be my song.) y' C. K-ND-LL—A youth to fortune and to fame unknown. S. C—p-R—The delight of the girls; the envy of the bearded lady. £ J. R-thw—i.l—She says I will dance until I am forty.” How long. Oh Lord, how long?” Q A. St-w-rt—He has a cavity in his heart, deal gently with him. U G. Br-wn—A school teacher as long as the memory of man runneth not to the contrary. H. A. W- -dw-rd—Will soon publish a book. ”What I don’t know about Physiology.” Half calf, 1,600 pages, small print. U. K-nt—I am so fresh the blades of grass turn green with envy as I pass. Y. O. B-TT-rf—ld—An embryo Professor. Good at reading copy, would make a good printer’s devil. S. R. All-s—Our would-be funny man from Missouri, whose legs are longer and more to the point than his wits. E, R. Sm-dl-Y—A hungry, lean-faced villain, a mere anatomy—methinks he dineth not often. E. W. R-h-xs-n—Against stupidity the Gods themselves are powerless. G. C-RR-g-n—Does he go duck hunting or rail hunting ? S. R. Fr-se—They tell me my voice is my fortune. it 6 f Sophomore Adventure WAS a cold and star ess night. The street-lamps shone dimly in the darkness, and the streets were deserted. The old bell at the ctaffitpKft City Hall tolled the midnight hour. Here and there a policeman ‘, Wk jj relieved the awful stillness by an occasional snore. Late slayers wending their way along Fourteenth street spoke in whispers, as they passed the haunted old building within whose dank, clammy walls cold, lifeless forms were stretched upon five of the six marble-topped tables in the dissecting-room. One table there was without a burden. It must be filled at any cost, .so the Sophs said. As the wind began to howl, the college cat, finding himself beaten at his own game, sneaked up to Bert’s room, there to crawl under the bed-clothes, where Bert was sleeping the sleep of the just (?). The stiffs moved uneasily, and occasionally from between their upper and lower maxillaries escaped the words: ” How cold it is! ” ” Have they brought him in yet?” muttered one, fortunate in still possessing a head—some only craned their necks, while others rattled their bones on the cold slabs. Presently footsteps break the awful stillness, and a young man appears upon the scene. His kind face tells not of the cold heart within his breast. Soon another form is seen. Ah ! we know them (behold the “ Heavenly (?) Twins”), for they are never apart. Skirmishing in the darkness, halting, they optn gently the door, whispering hoarsely : “Fries, is that you?” ”Y-e-s,” comes from chattering teeth,” and they disappear into the room. Then follow in quick succession a number of other forms in the same frightened, mysterious manner—all evidently concerned in the one diabolical plot Let us listen. The silence is awful—you could cut it with a knife. Cooper is the first to break the stillness (be did not cut it) with a hoarse whisper that whistled through his clenched teeth, “Smedley. are Allen, Kent and little Kendall here? ” “Yes.” ” Then we can go ahead and get through with this business—Let us be moving.” There is an earnest consultation, a quick, smothered agreement, a settled purpose, and the ghoulish plot is a definite conception. K. is heard to mutter, ” I kuow where we can get one that is fresh.” ” Where ? ” from all, in husky whispers. (The reply was so hushed we heard not.) “All right, let us be going.” “ Where is the black shroud? ” Fries is selected to go to the dissecting-room for one. What weak hearts these Sophs have—they all say, M How still and dark it is,” and in their caution a chair is overturned. There is a wild, piercing shriek, and the crowd of Sophs is a mangled heap at the foot of the stairs! Fries was missing but, on reaching the street, the form of a man blocks away, and running as for his life, told us he was seeking safety in his home. The dim street-lamp gave one more flicker, and all is darkness. Presently, from the archway of the college a form appears, and walks up the street to a place where in gold letters, upon a beautiful board, the following name is set forth: “ScM t.” Then another takes the same direction—then another, and another, until they are all gone—at! for Schl fs ? Trcshman Organization President, Henry T. Wattles Vice-President. John Atcheson Secretary, Dora E. Judson Treasurer, Maud Garrett HE Fresh, girls are the redeeming feature of the class. They are exceptionally modest It is even rumored that Miss Stewart goes into the next room to change her mind. Even the demure Miss Judson speaks of the “ limb of a table.” And there is la petite” Miss Garrett, who has won the hearts of even the Sophs., and who ranks as Valedictorian of the class. Last, but not least, comes the stately Miss Palmer, with her skye terrier poodle, who perambulates through the halls, looking for stray bones from the dissecting room (the dog, we mean). Reference, Claudius Cassius Bell, the Apollo Belvidere ol the school—nit. Messrs. Mockett, Caulkins and Schneider. These three gentlemen are called the “Three Musketeers of the Dissecting Room,” because they have not, as yet, overcome their antipathy for dissecting. Mr. Caulkins has plucked up enough courage to experiment on a cat, but the other two will wait till next year. Sia Tieng ho-Bo. This Chinese man, as he calls himself, is a relative of Li Hung Chang. It is said that he came to America on account of a love affair, but whether she shook him or her papa said “ Nay, nay, Sia” he sayeth not. He, himself, says he came over to study the “convulsions of the brain.” Josephus Shimoon. This Persian is celebrated for his beauty. He passes for being a smart young man, just because he looks so wise and important. When sixteen years old he started to raise a mustache, but seven years later gave it up as a bad job. He is the grandson of Mulai Sid Hadj-edb-es-Saloam, the great Shereef of Wazaan. If he can work some good people this summer, he will return to school in the fall. Wattles. Mr. Wattles, the “Beau Brummel ” of the class, has a light green complexion, shaggy hair of a decided mule color, large auburn eyes, mouth like a crack in a pumpkin, and a face as smooth as a Klondike fakir. He is also slim, IP. C MmM Mlu JuJvxi K.IW. Anvil R. W. Fcavri SUTWecBo MlwPaVi MU H. T. W� nl«-� Mi � Stmn JofcB AKtuVKI W.R. I____ Jov 5Uaooa FRESHMAN CLASS IN MEDICINE G.H. J. 169 sleek and gentle. He is an ambitious student and studies assiduously, which accounts for the silver among the gold. He is noted for his sprinting abilities. Moloney. Thomas Michael Moloney is a typical Irishman, American by Irish consent. He is quite a hunter, snipes being his favorite game. The number of his picture is 3716-B. He has a peaceful disposition. Becker. Mr. Becker has decided to devote his life to the further advancement of science in the study ot anatomy. He is looking fora partner. (N. B.— Ladies please note this). Hopkins. This extraordinary mortal can move his ears, which shows that he is related to the following : Order — Ungula. Genus—A sinus. Family—Equidtr. Species—Asinus vu garis. Otherwise he is a very innocent animal. He missed his calling, however. He should have been a preacher. John. This good-looking Swede is married. He has a beautiful kid, who resembles his father in also being a Swede. He will practice in India, where he can remove as many of the population by experiments as he wishes, without interference from a State Board of Health. Rudolph Wienerwurst Arndt. Mr. Arndt has descended from a race of great eaters, which fact accounts for his middle name and the size of his mouth. If he studied harder he would know more ; but he is too busy collecting a miscellaneous assortment of rings and stick-pins from the flirts across the street. We feel sure he will mike a fair scientific specimen of humanity. Already he has distinguished himself as a Toxicologist. Mr. Kobertina Fraser is studying medicine in order to find out how to overcome the lack of coordination, which usually follows when the stomach is distended with C2 H5 OH and Extracti Hum ulus. Mr. Claudius Cassius Bell is the handsomest Freshman in the school—in his own opinion. During vacation he spends his time making love to Nebraska maids and raising sheep on the European plan. His favorite song is, Mamie, Come Kiss your Honey Boy. Denise Cecilia Matthews. This curly-headed Freshman is a very prominent member of the faculty. He is Assistant Cadaver Conveyor to His Chief Highness, Bertie, the Lamb. As the bare spots on his head testify, he has been married twice. His chief ambition is to raise a mustache and look pretty. Atcheson. A full view of this gentleman resembles that of a skye terrier. He is f a retiring disposition, avoiding any kind of an uproar, especially scraps. He will, however, enter into an argument, provided it goes no further than words. f Tcid freshman Prescriptions. 5 February 8, 1898. For Mr. B. Morph in a ..................31 Emetics.....................3it Kali Bromides—qs. a. d. . . . ;iij M. ft. et make pills No. xxx. Sig. One pill three times a day just before going to bed. Dr. D. C. M. III. a Extracti Humuli.............3xxx Free luachi ..... Stomach full M. et fiat.........One good jag Sig. Take when you feel empty. Dr. Bo. II. B February 8, 1898. For Miss A. Ammoniaie gasie............gr. x Dilutumi Atropenei ..... gr. vj Lime Ha O ....................Oj Salti peteri __ ;;; Aquafforty ............... M. et Sig. Use when you feel bad. Dr. R. W. A. fl Tcip Things Ihe Sophs would Like to Know Why Arndt parts his hair in the middle when Nature intended otherw ise? What makes Schneider bow-legged when he walks? Why Wattles don’t raise a beard ? Who cut Becker’s hair? Is it a bad cold or tight garters that is the cause of so many red noses among the Freshmen? Why Ebell makes calf eyes at Miss Palmer? Why the Freshmen have salivation whenever they enter the dissecting room? Why Bell wears a cuff instead of a collar? Why Becker don’t shave? If Shimoon knows the difference between the ensiform appendix and the vermiform appendix f Why Ebell always replies “I don’t know” when answering a question? Why Atclieson shaved his whiskers when he read his biography in the stolen papers? If Becker has found out how plaster is injected into a nerve? 171 Some Trcshman Examination Papers. The longest bone in the upper extremity is the funny bone; when hit it makes you feel funny, hence its name “Humorous.” It consists of cancerous and fibroidal tissue. The foramini of the face are the two Nasal Ducts, the two Optic foramen and the Auricular Orifice for the mouth. The Radius articulates with the Glenoid Fossa superiorly and inferiorly with the Cuneiform and Pisiform bones of the Palma Bursa. The Femur has a tooburkle on its antro-posterior aspect tor the attachment of the Tibialis Fronticus. The Foramen on the front of the Humerus is for the insertion of the Biceps Nerve. Handed in on blank paper: “ My dear Spivak: I'm in a crack And can but think of Elsie, My horse is lost, And thus I’m tossed, Have pity on this Freshie.” Yc Sad Talc of Cbomas m. And it came to pass on ye eighth day of ye first month about yesteenth hour that as one Thomas Hopkins rode his wheel on ye walk side, he was grievously laid hold of and arrested by an officer of ye law and straightway taken to ye Bas-tile, tried, sentenced and condemned to do time on ye rock pile—where they break stones instead of small bottles. But it came to pass tbatasoneSewall, surnamed Joseph—the venerable president of ye council—was walking thro’ ye dungeon, he beheld the aforesaid youth and took compassion on him. He therefore straightway went before ye head push and prayed that mercy be shown ye youth on account of his tender age and the fact that he was a Freshman. And it came to pass on ye ninth day of ye first month, ye said Thomas was pardoned, after he had enjoyed a free berth and meal at ye expense of ye commonwealth. With great joy in his auricular appendix, Thomas swore to walk hereafter, and as he went homeward he gave thanks for being a Freshman. We know that Atcheson has high aspirations, but does this account for his fondness of the Garrett ? J72 favorite Sayings of the freshmen. j Arndt—Pass the hair oil bottle. Atchkson—What’s going on here? Why, this is disgraceful. Broker—Hoot mon. Bell—Is my face on straight? Caulkins—Teetotally rarasquizled, chewed up, boiled down and spit out. EBBLL—Ich weiss ntcht was ts is . Fraser—Can’t do it—got to see Molly to-night. Garrett—Look here,chile. Hopkins—Give me a quart of arnica. Judson—Why------------. John—What’s good for colic? Moloney—Who said beer? Mockett—What have you got to bet on it ? Matthews-Give me some blue ointment for my brother. Palmer—Hold ou till I spit—z. Stewart—Waal, I guess. Sta—She can pack her clothes in my trunk. Shimoon—It’s naughty to say d-. Schneider—Give me a Cardiac Stimulant. Wattles—Say, boys, there’s a--of a fight going on up-stairs. Speaking of Gray’s Elegy—not anatomy—reminds us of Atclieson and Wat ties on “Scrap Day:” “ Far from the mtdding crowd’s ignoble strife, etc., etc., etc., etc.” 73 To our own dear Denver College, (That treasury of knowledge !) One fair day she came. And her pretty head was teeming With ambitious, and was dreaming Of a life of fame. II. Alas ! ’mid her raptured vision Of that transcendental mission, Something else she chanced to learn. Musty books till then had schooled her, Teachers dear had always ruled her ; Now ambitions turn. III. And again her head is teeming With deep thoughts, and she is dreaming Of her senior part. Wisdom, knowledge and rank do well, But (this is something she’ll never tell) Cupid, taught her heart! Omi Rnii« Hn« E Whltt« l Ch� � - J. Hustiei. Jr. Geo. C Manly Lodes W. Hoyt Rot-ert J. Pitkin Hrc.ry C Orplot A. E. Pinlion Andrew W. Gillette Wo. A. Hoorn Vo. P. HIHIkos Frederick H. RinJall HilvieaJ t, Ritter SyhviUrG. WiilUos LAV FACULTY 75 Prizes The students of this law school are exceptionally favored as to possibilities of winning honors. First, there is the Faculty Prize of $50, which is awarded each year to that member of the Senior Class who has averaged the highest in the examinations of his class during the course. The Edward Thompson Company has offered, as a yearly prize, a choice between two sets of books, each valued at 5225.00, to be given to that member of the Senior Class who shall produce the best thesis upon a subject selected by the Faculty. The honor of winning these prizes has so far been achieved by the following students: Class of ’M Faculty Prize..................Frederick Thomas Henry Honorable Mention......................William Ward Garwood ...................................Alfred Truman Moore Class of ’95 Faculty Prize....................Frederick Howard Randall Honorable Mention....................Andrew Welles Gillette Class of ’96 Faculty Prize.................................Mary Florence Lathrop Class of ’9 7 Faculty Prize.......................Clarence Arthur Royse Honorable Mention..............Thomas Cunningham Dunn Edward Thompson Co. Prize .... Clarence Arthur Royse Our law School “ The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyer .”— . Henry VI. T WAS only six years ago that the idea was first conceived of establishing a law school in Denver. Mr. Hoyt and Mr. Whitted brought the matter before Chancellor McDowell, and with the assistance of Messrs. Manly, Pitkin and Moore the idea was carried out, and the doors of the Denver Law School were thrown open in the fall of 1892. A course of five hours a week was first inaugurated, and the classes met in the rooms of the medical department. Hut the school progressed, and within a year rose to the dignity of an institution with separate apartments, having a library. In 1894 the school took up its abode in its present quarters and the course was increased to the regular law school schedule of ten hours a week. The first year there were fifty-three students in attendance, six of whom graduated in the spring of 1893. The next year the students numbered sixty-seven, and the graduating class thirteen. While the attendance of the first year or two was about equal in numbers to that of the present, it was of a different character. The attendance of late years has been better in that most students who have attended have remained for the entire course, or at least for one whole year. During these few years the library has grown from a second-hand copy of “Starkie on Slander,” to a collection of nearly three thousand volumes, comprising many sets of State reports, the United States reports and a good line of text-books covering the various topics of the law. The library also includes a copy of nearly every brief and abstract that has ever been filed in the supreme court of this state. Not content with the present high standard, the management has decided to take a step that has so far been taken by only about twelve of the seventy-three law schools of this country. Beginning with the fall of 1898 the course will extend over three years, and such subjects as the History of Law, Comparative Jurisprudence, and Roman and International Law will be added to the existing course. Not only is the present attendance regular, but the school is also drawing from the very best sources. Lawyers, who know the value of good instruction, are sending their sons here to acquire their legal training. Harder work is being done now than ever before. And this notwithstanding the fact that the course is more difficult than formerly. Students who have graduated from this school 77 during its short existence have already made for themselves places in the front ranks of the profession. The students now attending represent nearly all parts of this country, some coming from Stanford University, others from Harvard, Yale, St. Louis, Ann Arbor, and other prominent law schools. It certainly speaks well for the institution that it can so well satisfy all students, some of whom have attended the best knourn law schools of the world, and many of whom have had literary courses in various universities. Without disparagement of the work done by others, it may fairly be said that the greatest honor for the success of our law school is due to Lucius W. Hoyt. He is one of the founders of the institution, and a man who, since its establishment, has spared none of his great energy and ability to give it a worthy position among schools of legal training. Mr. Hoyt’s efforts on behalf of the law school merit not only the highest commendation from every friend of the University, but also from those everywhere who believe in the advancement of legal education and the high standing of the profession. £ Questions Is the building across the way a conservatory or an observatory ? Are we guilty of double intender in speaking of the “bar” examination? Is it possible to be more of a man than Mann, or more manly than Manly ? Did Bryans acquire oratorical ability by practicing on Pennsylvania Dutchmen? They say legal things are dry. But how about the legal mind ? Why should---------know the deaf and dumb alphabet so well ? What of our invisible secretary? %.f.i£L'oa N. S. Gandy V I. ( W. F Schuyler li. A. Wllvou A. R. Mollxu W A SMndtf H.C.______ C. T. Evan U H. Rm.« R. S. Alley L J. Sun O. W. SlrkkUnJ M KeltOCt F. R. Lllyeril W. J. Bryan 1C. C. Schuyler Gen. M. Humphrey M. Metrler SENIOR LAW CLASS � � eo. m. mi t. A. Sllheraleln R. B. Howell R. Barney Senior Class Organization j President, Henry C. Miller Vice-President, Dudley W. Strickland Secretary, George M. Post “Kvnewisbok” Editor, Clarence F. Lea Colors—Red, Silver and Gold Yell—Boom-a-lac, Boom-a-lae-a ! Rail ! Rah ! Rah ! Denver University, Ninety-Eight, Law ! Senior Class Roy. S. Alley, U. of Neb, ’93-94 Ralph Barney William A. Bryans, Law Dept., U. of Mich., ’96-’97 William J. Cushing. Mont. Agri. College, ’95-96 Claude T. Evans, A. B., U. of Mo., ’96, St. Louis Law School, ’96-’97 Newton S. Gandy, Baker U , and S. W. Kas. U., ’87-90 Hugh T. Hamilton, Wesleyan Seminary, ’87, Albany Law School,’88 Roy C. Howell, U. of Neb., ’93- 94 George W. Humphrey, A. B., Williams College, ’96 Commodore S. Jackson, B. S., Oregon State Normal, ’94; Leland Stanford Jr. Univ., ’95-97 Lewis B. Johnson Clarence M. Kellogg,Galesville Univ., ’74-76 Clarence F. Lea. Leland Stanford Junior Univ., ’95-97 Floyd R. Lilyard Milton Metzler Henry C. Miller, Nat. Normal Univ., ’82-84 Alexis R. Mollette George M. Post, E. M. Colo. State School of Mines, ’94 Lucius H. Rouse, Law Dept., U. of Micb., 96-’97 Karl C. Schuyler, Walter F. Schuyler, Law Dept., U. of Mich., ’96-’97 Watt G. Shelden Edward A. Silberstein, U. of Minn., ’90-’92 Louis J. Stark. B. S., N. W- College. ’95; Law Dept.U. of Wis., ’95-’96 Dudley W. Strickland, A. B., Williams College, 96 ; Law Dept., Harvard, ’96-’97 William A. Spangler. A. B., Williams College, ’96. PM ward A. Wilson, The Senior Lam’s Complain! and Prophecy Comrades, bear with me a little, while I tell my tale of woe; Bear with me until you weary ; then don’t fear to tell me so. In the Spring, a fuller knowledge should come to our legal bump ; In the Spring, the legal student should get on himself a “hump. In the Spring, the shallow students change to overflowing crams ; In the Spring, our morbid fancy gravely turn to the exams. For we dip into the future, and into the dim afar; See the gruesome prospect of a struggle with the bar. Where is comfort? in division of the records of the mind? Seeking to remove the chaff, cramming in a better kind? Sharpen all our wits to meet it, and put on our boldest talk ; Hoping thus, when failure threatens, loudly to sustain the shock. Again I dip into the future far as human eye can see, Behold these students become lawyers and what wonders they will be ! Fellow-students, become lawyers, ever reaping something new. Those whom they have done but earnest of the ones whom they will “do And the radiance of their knowledge shall fill all men with awe, And o'erwearied Courts shall slumber when they discourse of the law. Out He was fired with an ambition To tell everything he thought: He seemed convinced that what he thought was Generally inspired. He could give, when in condition, Advice, unsought or sought. With this self appointed mission He was fired. He was fired with this ambition, (As I say), to give advice To the humble or the mighty—anywhere It was required. He tried to prove his mission To his 4'boss,” and in precisely Thirty seconds after, He was fired. 181 Outlier Class Organization. President, Gilbert H. Mann. Secretary, Harry D. Steele. Editor, Harry B. Tedrow. Class Colors—Purple, Green and White. Yell—Ziggedy! Boom! Yah! Wow! Wow! We! Law Class, Ninety-Nine U. of D! Bzt! ! ! MEMBERS. James P. Anglim. John M. Bauer. Edward J. Boughton. Charles L. Chandler. Harry F. Curry. Andrew W. Forsyth, A. B., Western University, ’97. Charles F. Herr. Robert B. H. Harris. Gerald, Hughes. A. B., Yale ’97. Charles M. Lillie. Charles A. MacMillan. Gilbert H. Mann. Daniel L. Sullivan. Solomon Shwayder. James McD. Sheridan. Harry D. Steele. Kenneth K. Stephenson. Basil L. Smith, A. B.. Western University ’90 George F. Tegeler. Harry B. Tedrow. O. S. ft rry S. U Rohr E. C. Ah l D. L W.M) C. Tame-oll D. E. NIGHT LAV CLASS Pivfht School Eldred C. Abel, George S. Berry, A. B., Bowdoin College ’86; A. M., Bowdoin College ’89. Delphus E. Carpenter, University of Denver ’96-97. Clarence J. Morley, Isaac Pelton, Samuel L. Rohr, Ohio University Seminary. Clyde Turnbull, Daniel L. Webb. moot Court During a portion of the present school year the law students have devoted an evening of each week to the argument and trial of cases. On some occasions the regular law school plan of choosing a hypothetical case and presenting authorities in support of the opposing sides has been adopted. But on many occasions, somewhat of a departure from methods usually adopted has been made. The meetings were rendered much more interesting and instructive by going through all the proceedings of a regular trial. Cases have been put on the docket, process has issued, answers have been filed, demurs overruled and sustained, juries sworn, evidence produced, and verdicts rendered. The only objections so far known to these proceedings have been made by the sheriff and the clerk of the court. The objection by the former has been that he has had no opportunity to inflict capital punishment; by the latter, that he has received no fees. j Lain School Base Ball Team Strickland (c). Post (2d b). Gandy (If). Humphrey (p), mgr. I,ilyard (3rd b), capt. W. F. Schuyler (c f). Mann (1st b). Spangler (s s). Jackson (r f). Substitutes: Anglim and Shelden. 1 4 Versed in the l.diu MELANCHOLY Junior sat honing” for exams., The atmosphere about him was surcharged with d-dash-ms. The lamp’s flamboyant flicker flutters o’er his books unshut As he strove to cram their contents in his hollow occiput. A squib was thrown by Shepherd, Scott’s eye was lost; and we Must know that act’s relation to the laws of P-eye-ra see. Corpus delicti is apparent, dead certain on its face, And Damages are Measured by the Rule in Shelly’s Case. Livery of See-sun was vested in the Knight, The King or Queen could do no wrong, and neither could they write. Espousals are made legal, see 2 Mary, 3 and 4, An air-loom weaves the clouds that over titles low’r. Quia EmptoreSy which was passed in the reign of One-eyed Ed., And sought to fix estates entail, entailed a fix instead. I’m quite well pleased to ascertain Assault don’t mean A Sale ; You can have all kinds of Bailment and not a cent of Bail. Every contract needs A-Cent, Drawn Weapons can’t be traced, And females in Coparceny aren’t held about the Waste. There are other things, however, I really can’t indorse— For instance, that a Feud should be good ground for a Divorce. The points in cases courts have heard are vague, tho’ ear-udite ; They are often plainly cited and as plainly out of sight. In Beecher versus Bush the law’ and profits disagree; The Nitro-Glycerine Case was one no witness stayed to see ; The facts in Guille versus Swan are on an airy plane ; And Morton versus Tibbet goes quite against the grain. We’re not supposed to study facts, but hasn't it been said A lawyer’s lie-ability will save his client’s head? The thing that suits me is that there’s no Limit to a Fee. I understand the Doctrine here is Perpetuity.” So this young Junior stuffed his head, and then on June the first In his exams, he did his worst; in fact, his weenie” wurst. Justice Unarmed. j BT happened once upon a time, so runs a good old-fashioned rhyme, that Denver’sloving county dads contrived to save enough of skads to renovate that stately hall where justice is dealt out to all. And first, they thought the roof they’d raise. This took much cash and many days. And yet they managed it so well that not a soul could ever tell that they had seen a single thing of all those of which reformers sing, which has transpired beneath the dome that covers many a weighty tome, safe hid within our courthouse home. We’ve always thought when roofs came off we’d see some sights to make us cough, and not a few at which we’d scoff: -dust and state secrets—things like these at which the people always sneeze. But all the coughing that was done was to cough up, which isn’t fun. However, having built anew the courthouse old with tacks and glue and stone and bricks and coats of paint, with which to cover every taint that erstwhile might have settled there upon the circumambient air, they breathed a self applausive prayer. One, more devout than all the rest, his looks to Heaven itself addressed. “Great Scott, good brothers,' straight quoth he, “just look at that old Liberty. Poor girl; she needs a better gown. I think we’d better haul her down. And so, for once since time had birth, Justice was found on Mother Earth. They took her from her home on high, and brassed her o'er, and sat her by until she had a chance to dry. One brother looked at her askance. She seemed to feel his scornful glance. “ Look here,’’ he said, “ it seems to me them scales ain’t big as they should be. If justice falls from heaven in hunks that’s any size, the littlest chunk would break them scales, an’ mercy’s deed ’ud smash the couplin’ pole in two. The fathers all looked very wise and on poor Justice bent their eyes. Rural in ways and thought these men—if they’re not now. they were so then. “ Git her a pair o’ scales, I say, as ’ll bear the heft o’ a load o' hay, ’ one chuckling said, and they obeyed. Hay scales they bought that hapless maid. “ We reckon on them scales, said they, “Justice could give herself a weigh. With tugs and pulls and shouts and heaves once more this earth stern Justice leaves; and, perched upon her airy dome, she found herself once more at home. But most unhappy, for her scales went flapping wildly in the gales; and 186 e’eu a gentle little breeze sent them jangling round her knees. “ Justice,” she moaned “ah, woe is me!” (She would have said, “Can such things be?” But Shakespeare’s not for such as she. Blindfold from birth, by age o’ertaken, she knew not Will Shakespeare from Bacon.) But to return to Justice’s wail about her most unwieldy scale. “Although I’m blindfold, still,” said she, “this one thing I can plainly see—and heavy is the thought to me—but justice, I must stand confessed, is but a scaly thing at best. And for each ounce of justice given are pounds of scales that shine to heaven. In fact, its ratiois so small, I’m not so sure it’s there at all.” “Alas,” she sighed, “Alack, alas, so littly justice, so much brass!” To help her in her direful plight the fathers thought no more than right. They weighted down the weighty scales, and tied them fast to spike like nails. They fastened them with guys and ropes, as strong as are young love’s first hopes. “We guess,” they said, “No heaven-sent gales can monkey now with them ’ere scales.” In all mankind we see the most will reckon oft without their host. If winds are heaven-sent, there may be gales from a different agency. One night there came a fearful storm. It was, in fact, a thing quite warm. It jerked up trees and strewed its path with whatsoever met its wrath. It smote on Justice hip and thigh. She thought her last hour had drawn nigh; and she resolved herself to die without the batting of an eye. But mindful of her raison d’tre, she said, “ I'll hold these scales ’till later.” “ These scales,” she said, “shant come to harm tho’ Justice lose her good left arm.” With fiendish glee the wind o’trheard, and ere she uttered her last word, with terrific tug and twist at dimpled elbow, dainty wrist, his wrath ablaze, that did but smoulder, he yanked her arm off at the shoulder. Next day upon the courthouse grass they found the arm and scales of brass. And now, e’en now, all ye who pass that mutilated blindfold lass, pause and a tear or two let drop (at three or four you need not stop). For this happened ere hard times began, and we can’t put anything up since then. Stately she stands against the sky, unmarked by any pitying eye, and points below, but not with pride, where justice scant can be described. For justice, shorn of scales and arm, if viewed, must be viewed with alarm. He had gotten back to Texas—been to Boston—and returned By a boat that vacillated o’er the blue. He was pale, and thin, and peak-ed, but he said, “I much prefer Sea-sickness to classic-ness; yes, I do.” I Lawyer's Lullaby BE still my child! remain in statu quo, While I propel thy cradle to and fro. Let no involved res inter alios Prevail while we’re consulting inter nos. Was that a little pain in medias res? Too bad! too bad! we’ll have no more of these. I'll send a capias for some wise expert Who can eject the pain and stay the hurt. No trespasser shall come to trouble thee. For thou dost own this house in simple fee— And thy administrators, heirs, assigns, To have, to hold, convey at thy designs. Correct thy pleadings, my own baby boy; Let there be an abatement of thy joy; Quash every tendency to keep awake, And verdict, costs and judgment thou shall take —F. H. C. A IModcsl Author During the present year some unknown has frequently afforded edification to the Senior Class by voluntary contributions to the blackboard. Some of these contributions have been of such rare merit that, were the author known, he would to-day be ornamenting the highest pinnacle on the Mountain of Fame. Not the least worthy of such contributions is the following: There were three laws and one medic in Denver, Who took four foolish young girls on a bender. Tortoni’s came high! But they all had their pie; And D. S. lost a suspender. 188 Snap Shots. Williams—Accident insurance policies exclude recovery for almost every cause of death. Hillhouse—Advise your clients to hire good lawyers. Charpiot—Great man, that Mexican Diaz. He ain’t a Mexican. He’s an Indian. Pitkin—You are about right. Manly—Mr. Schuyler, how does to-day’s lesson impress you as compared with the chapter which we have just completed ? Schuyler, K.—Without deliberating upon the relative merits of the two chapters, and taking into consideration that the absence of impressions from the one is about as great as from the other, I declare that in my humble judgment they stand in the mathematical relation of six to one and half dozen to the other. Manly—What do the class think of Mr. Schuyler’s answer ? Mollette—I think one case holds that way; and then there is another case holding to the contrary. The author says they are both wrong. Post—I think the author’s criticism is correct. Strickland—That’s all Tommy-rot. Hoyt—Mr. Evans, which is the worst place, prison or hell? Evans—I have not been in either, so I can’t answer the question. Hoyt—What is necessary to make a valid location of a mining claim? Rouse—Well, I don’t believe in locating mines by going around and carving your name on a pine tree where the sap will run out and cover it up, like a loot print in the sand. Cushing—It don’t seem possible but it might seem probable. Silberstein—That’s what I meant to say. Gandy—There is a dissenting opinion by the author in that case. Metzler—A public interest is one that is public. Humphrey - Something like that. Barney—I’ve got chips in this game. Bryans—Well, what do you mean ? Johnson—I am only a greenhorn orator. Prof.—Who can explain the difference between vocation and avocation ? Schuyler, W.—Studying is my vocation. Flirting is my avocation. Remembered. Conservatory girls, when fate has made you wives, and hard work has made us lawyers, we’ll still remember you. Horoscope j Shelden—The gravity and stillness of this youth the world hath noted. Spangler—But when he came, though pale arid wan, he looked so great and high. Post—That boy with a grave, mathematical look. Gandy—He had an ould militia gun, and sartin sure his aim was. Wilson—Deduct all you can, and there is enough that is good in him. Kellogg—He's round, he’s big, and, let him tell the story, He fills an acre in the field of glory. Mollette—Ye gods ! How we admire that beard of thine ! Johnson—He thinks too much, such men are dangerous. Schuyler, W.—My massive, shapely head doth well bespeak. The many convolutions of my brain. Barney—He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit. Humphrey—He pitched his curve with a fancy twirl, And made the batter’s eyes grow dim. Metzler—In the bread and butter age. Bryans—I am a bashful man. Nobody would suppose it. Nobody ever does suppose it. Schuyler, K.—The brain contains ten thousand cells, In each some active fancy dwells. Alley—And of their own merits, modest men are dumb. Cushing—A tender heart, and will inflexible. Jackson—What could this head do if I were lost? Miller—A man of stricture, and firm abstinence. Lilyard—A very honest-hearted fellow. Silberstein—Be he a noble, or be he in trade, He is a gentleman, Nature has made. Strickland—One who knows how to put each at his ease, Striving successfully always to please. Evans—And all men loved him for his modest grace, And comeliness of figure and of face.” Howell—But what under heaven has made you so old ? Stark—There was glory on his forehead, there was lustre in his eye. Hipp—All men said he had authority to speak for the class. Rouse—Of strong muscle and tender heart. I ea—Excuse the poor editor. Morley—A feather-weight, with heavy-weight qualities. Rohr—Listen to the roar through his whiskers. Beny—Following in the foot-steps of the lawyers of Maine. Webb—And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. Pelton—Fit to dance with a Mayday queen. Abel—And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of ground. 9° Turnbull—A rare story-teller. Carpenter—A natural born mechanic. Anglim— But with my spectacles on, and a light 'Twixt them and the page, I can read my print. Smith—Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith. Hughes—Thou son of Eli, ornamenting these Western plains. Boughton—A bold, bad man. Tegeler—The David of the Juniors. Lillie—The unplucked flower of the Junior class. Shwayder—His name don’t kill; what will? Forsyth—Eyes filled with Pittsburg smoke. Sheridan—Of stately demeanor. Sullivan—Thy name deceives us not. Chandler—I think the boy hath grace in him, he blushes. Herr—Prizing sincerity far above gold. Tedrow—He’s O. K.----L. Junior Jollies $3.60. I crave the law.” You can’t cure a lame law with court-plaster. John Dough ought to be a remunerative client. 1950 A. D. Blackstone examination standings received. Twelve plow-lands was pretty good for one night’s fee. Spain was never known to recognize anything but the cannon law. Advice to Seniors: When you’re skinned in the lower court, take a-peel. In society, as at present constituted, only women have the right to bare arms. A highly moral school onght not to permit a speak-easy on Tuesday afternoon. Most courts hold an accessory not only as good a rogue as the principal himself, but abettor. “A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse ! —Hoyt. (A white one pre- ferred for use in Sales.) Common carriers are those who carry personal chattels between Denver and Colorado Springs. Just because prohibition prevails in some States isn’t the reason students come to Colorado to be admitted to the Bar. The Post says a coroner’s jury down in Missouri found that deceased came to his death by means of a railroad in the hands of a receiver. Let the man guilty of writing bad Spanish on the black-board be punished without benefit of clergy. He ought to be made walk Spanish. The Junior class has two members who haven't designs upon the presidential chair. They were not born within the United States or any territory subject to its jurisdiction. Department of Dentistry. HIS department needs no introduction to the public; its record in the past vouchsafes for anything that may be said of it. At its head are men of sterling worth, who are amply able to meet every demand made of them, and guide it through the treacherous shoals into the calm waters beyond. For years past this department has been mounting the ladder of fame, until, at last, it stands abreast of any of its sister schools. At no time has the future been so bright as at the present. Standing in the twilight of this, the close of the present school year, with everything pointing toward a grand and bright opening in the fall, we greet the spring with outstretched arms, only too glad to lay down the study of theory, and rest preparatory for the work of the coming year. With hearty good will has each and every student performed the duties ol each day as they presented themselves. Under the kind and brotherly instructions of our professors much has been achieved, and the work, which at the beginning of the year, in the eyes of the Freshman, appeared as mountains, has now vanished from view, and, standing upon the summit of the highest peak, they gaze with a smile of satisfaction at the rough path, made easy by perseverance and toil. Too much praise cannot be bestowed upon the faculty of this department. The deep personal interest which they have taken in the welfare of the school and its students has won for them the admiration of every student, and placed this department of the university, where it properly belongs, in the list of first-class Dental Colleges. Every branch of advanced science in the profession, both in practice and theory, has been met by their keen watchfulness and consideration. To the gTeat sacrifice made by each of our professors from their private practice, in meeting the demands upon them in the infirmary and technic laboratoiy, has been due the splendid growth of the department under their management. The quarters of the Dental Department consist of six large, airy and well furnished rooms, viz.: Reception Hall, Infirmary, Technic Laboratory’. Lecture and Reading Rooms. The Reception Hall is not as large and commodious as some, yet what it lacks in room is more than atoned for by the furniture and decorations. One corner of the room is occupied by a large, open gas fire place, the enjoyment of which is made greater by the large easy chairs with which this room is furnished. The infirmary is amply large to meet all of its demands, Along the end and side of the room are the operating chairs in ready reach of the Demonstrator, who, from his cozy office, watches the progress of each case. Adjoining this room is the Technic Laboratory, where the Freshmen make life a burden to all who chance to be around. In this room teeth are extracted with great pain. Our lecture and reading rooms are headquarters for all kinds of amusements among the students. Queer tales would be related if the walls could but speak. Senior Class Organization President, C. S. Wilkinson Vice-President, G. R. Hara Sec’y and Treas.; G. F. Tilton L. H. E. Barnum G. R. Hara G. F. Tilton J. M. Darby J. R. Haskins C- S. Wilkinson H. A. McMillan j Junior Class Organization H. Hilliard W. B. Keyt J. C. Massie President, W. B. Keyt Vice-President, H. Hilliard Secretary, J. H. Rose Treasurer, J. C. Massie B- T. Osher G. H. Stone W. S. Rose A. P. Spates J. H. Rose J Treshman Class Organization President, David Hopkins Vice-President, T. Matteson MeAloney Secretary, A. Alvin Wallace. Treasurer. J. Samuel Dean Sergeant-at-Arms, W. Denver Rubidge C. A. Bennett G. C. Burrows J. V. Ducey J. S. Dean G. H. Hinds D. Hopkins C. D. I esher Miss Carrie E. Lay Miss Charlotte E- Phelps W. C. Lyons 0- T. Robinson C. C. Langley W. D. Rubidge A. A. Lloyd F. M. Shattuck W. H. Mathews F. W. Tarbell T. M. MeAloney F. J. Verzani L. E. Perry A. A. Wallace Extracts from the Pen of Our ireshman Bard j A is for absence, when not on time, And first in the list of poetical rhyme. B is for Barnum, the king of high five; Bennett and Burrows are sure to thrive. C is for courage, as everyone knows. D is for Darby, who coughs and then goes, Dean and Ducey, who are jovial and gay. H is for evening, the close of the day. F is for Freshmen, who think they know all. G’s for phenomenal, unlimited “gall. H — Hara and Haskins—short and the long, Hinds, Hopkins and Hilliard of this jolly throng. I for incisor, in the front of the face. J for “jag ”—well! seldom embraced. K is for Keyt, both clever and mild. Genial and friendly, and greets with a smile. L for Miss Loy, the pet of us all— Leslier and Lyons, Langley and Lloyd, Who always come at her beck and call. M is for Mathews, of the dental depot— McMillan, McAloney and Massie, you know. N for numbers, of which we're thirty-six. O is for Osher, who is noted for tricks. P is for Phelps, once one of our clan, And Perry, an exceedingly handsome young man. Q is for “quiz,” of which we partake. Unless some one of us gets the “shake.” R is for Roses, of whom there are two, Robinson, Rubidge, all sure to get through. S is for Shattuck, our railroad king, Spates and Stone are still in the ring. T is for Tilton, great for debate. And Tarbeli, usually five minutes late. U’s for University, of which we’re a part. V for Verzani, warm-hearted and smart; W for Wilkinson, handsome and tall, Wallace, who is the last of us all. X Y Z come in on time. If you question this poetry, Just pick out the rhyme. • 94 Programme of the Day 7:55 a. ra.—Foot race from the region of rolls and coffee to the lecture room (ten blocks away). “Hot foot! ” ye Juniors and Freshmen, “Hot Foot! ! ’’ 8:00 a. m.—After a general disturbance Dr. Spivak begins his post-mortem. The silence which reigns is due more to the pervading odor of the cadaver, than to respect for either Spivak or the dead. 9:00 a. m.—Dr. Seebass wearies the despairing hearts with the Metric System, etc. 10:00 a. m.—Dents are delighted witnesses of a “nose punching’’ contest between Junior and Sophomore Medics. 10:15 a. m.—A jovial band of Freshmen and Juniors come clamoring into the study room crying cigarettes and matches. 11:00 a. m.—Battalions form, marching to dissecting room, where they proceed to work up an appetite for luncheon. 12:00 m.—The inner man calls for attention. 1:00 p. m.—Freshmen assemble in Technic Laboratory and proceed to file bone and swear. 1:3o p. m.—Carrie beats a hasty retreat amid the blue atmosphere, to the solitude of the lecture room, where she is followed by a teasing mob. Shrieks of “Stop! “Please don’t.’’ “Quit! 11” 2:00 p. m.-—Dean Sawins appears, corrals the Freshmen, who are brought back, and again their tears are mingled with the falling bone dust. 3:00 p. m.—Ducey comes in. “I’ll work half an hour,’’ says he, and proceeds to the “cage” where he spends the remainder of the P. M. in conversation with our sweet clerk, returning as often as he is “kicked out’’ by Dr. Ketcham. 4:30 p. m.—Song: “I worked eight hours this day. ’ General “rough house” is indulged in, after which the lecture room walls are decorated with festoons of chairs. Song: “Hot Time in Old Town”. 5:00 p. m.—Lecture is called. 6:00 p. m.—Dean packs his trunk, mounts his cast-iron ice (we mean bike) and wends his weary way homeward, followed by the students indulging in college yells and numerous pranks. “Gentlemen, now give me your immediate attention, without smoking.” —Dr. Sawiris, Dean. “Sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn’t.”—Dr. Watson, Sec. “That’s all right, just come any time, so you get here.”—Dr. Gilbert, Treas. “It resembles a soft jelly like mass.”—Dr. Elder, “Histology.” “Oh, just put on a little tincture of iodine and be sure and get a deposit.” —Dr. Ketcham, Demonstrator. IUFF SCHOOL OF THEOLOGY 196 Senior Class. Robert R Adams. Rugby Academy, Philadelphia, '92. University of Pennsylvania, ’92-95. A. B. University of Denver. ’96. Pastor Hess Memorial Chapel. Class Secretary. George H. Bradford, Illinois Wesleyan University, ’92-94. Pastor M. E. Church, St. Joe, Mo. George R. Graff, GraduateCentennary Collegiate Institute, N. J., 1892. Special Student, Princeton, ’92- 93. Pastor in Philadelphia, '94-95. Pastor Wesley Chapel. Class President. Theological Yell. Dogmatics, bow-wow! Catachetics, me-ow! Homiletics, Hermeneutics, Systematics, Propadeutics, Exegetics. A----men! Ode to the Wind (Dedicated to the “ married men ” of Iliff.) DLOW, ye howling winds, blow; I love to hear your sound! Let all the students know The earth's turned upside down. I’ve fastened my tent pegs deep, I’ve all my Greek and Latin said; And now I lay me down to sleep, In my little trundle bed. Be careful how you blow, You’ll wake the baby dear; For he’s too young, you know, To all your moanings hear. Now ye married theologues, come. And stand around by bed; Bring your note-books every one, For it won’t stay in your head. To you who have given away All pleasures here below, I’ve just a word to say, And then we’ll let her go! The message I beg you hear, It is well worth the space; And I know it surely will appear To bring a smile upon your face. Your beloved Bishop will soon return, And appoint you to a post, And there beneath the scorching sun You’ll preach until you roast. But don’t you seem to care, For it won’t do any good; And if you've any time to spare, Just chop you wife some wood. Always be honest and settle your rent, However small your station, And I’ll continue in my tent. Yours truly, H. J. Statom. Jav WhkuVff J. W. Jotmv . F. I_ TafOa W. t. MllWf S. E. Em. J. A. Ilall-H.k.ti N. A- WMImar MIDDLE CLASS IN THEOLOGY W. R. AUit-r E- J. Subv T. J. Huoffi J. H. D d� 99 middle Class. James Whittaker, President. W. R. Ashby, Secretary. S. E. Ellis, Treasurer. William R. Ashby, member of Colorado Conference. John H. Deeds, A. B. ’97, Ohio Wesleyan University; graduate Classical course. Scio College, ’91. Sylvester E. Ellis, A. B. ’97, Ohio Wesleyan University. Thomas J. Hooper, Missionary to Utah, '95-96. Member Colorado Conference; Pastor Louisville Circuit. John A. Ilahi-Baksh, native of India. Came to America in'93; in preparatory school at Omaha, ’95-96. J. Wesley Johnson, Ph. B 92, Scio College. Member Kansas Conference. Wallace E. Miller, '82-85 student DePauw University. Member Cali-lornia Conference. Edward J. Statom, ’92-’96 student Oxford College; '96-’97 student S. W. Presbyterian University. Member North Alabama Presbytery. Frank L. Templin, A. B. '94, Kansas Wesleyan University. Member N. W. Kansas Conference. Jambs Whittaker, A. B. ’88. Hulme Cliff College. Derbyshire, England; A. M. ’94, Ph. B. 96, Alleghany College. Member California Conference. Pastor Littleton M. E. Church. Nathan A. Whitmer, student of Cumberland University and Garrett Theological Seminary, Northwestern University. Pastor Morrison Memorial Church. Junior Class. Eugene M. Antrim, A. B. ’96, University of Denver. Pastor Collins Chapel. George B. Houseman, A. B. ’90, College of Philadelphia, Sc. B. ’93, University of Pennsylvania. Frank H. Essert, Ph. B. ’95 Nebraska Wesleyan University; member Nebraska Conference. Pastor Castle Rock M. E. Church. STUDENT'S FOUR YEAR COURSE. Philo E. Bartlett, N. W. Iowa Conference. Pastor South University Mission. Edwin E. Brace. Frank E. Gordon, S. W. Kansas Conference. Pastor Overland Mission. Edward M. Hoff, Des Moines Conference. Pastor Coronado Mission. Frank Miles, Nebraska Conference. J. H. Smith. J. N. Tomlin, Circuit Pastor. SPECIAL STUDENTS Geo. A. Gebhart. Thomas Kerr. Gf.o. H. White. CONSERVATORY OF MUSIC 201 Conservatory of Dhisic instruction during the past year to more than two hundred students. On June ist, when the agreement between the University authorities and Dean Howell terminates, the building will be closed, and the entire summer spent in extensive repairs, improvements and refurnishing, calculated to bring it up to the highest standard of equipment for the purpose intended. The trustees have secured, for Dean of this department, the services of Prof. Samuel H. Blakeslee, who has for years held a similar position in the Ohio Wesleyan University at Delaware, Ohio, where the Conservatory of Music stands in the front rank. On September ist the Conservatory will be re-opened under his charge, in the largest and finest building devoted exclusively to a music teaching school in the West. Professor Blakeslee brings w-ith him from Ohio the leading teachers in his present corps, including Mrs. Ida B. Blakeslee, who is conceded to be the leading lady pianist in Ohio, and Edward L. Powers, a teacher of much renown. With such a man at its head, the Conservatory is sure to gain favorable recognition from Denver’s musicians. HE Conservatory of Music of the University is just closing its third successful year in the large quarters at Fourteenth and Arapahoe Streets, under the direction of Dean and Mrs. Oliver B. Howell, and'has given 202 Department of Oratory. HIS department of the University is located at University Park in connection with the College of Liberal Arts. The superior advantages offered, the high standard of admission to its graduate courses, its healthful location, and the wide reputation of its instructors, make it one of the most desirable schools of oratory in this country. The object of the department is to furnish a thorough preparation to all young men and women who wish to become superior readers and speakers, and who wish to prepare themselves to teach Oratory, English and Physical Culture; to give an opportunity to Theological students of pursuing such a course in Oratory, Scripture Reading and Hymnology as will best prepare them for efficient service; to give lawyers and other public speakers a practical course in Forensic Elocution; to introduce the most approved methods of developing and preserving the voice, and for the general care of the entire being, to improve the ease, grace, and efficiency of those who may have no professional aim, but who wish to bee. me accomplished speakers in the social circle. The course prescribed for those wishing to graduate requires two years of diligent study, which includes one hundred and thirty hours of private instruction, aside from the regular courses in the Art of Elocution, English, Rhetoric, History and Physical Culture. Upon the completion of the course students are awarded the diploma of the University. Those having a degree from a college of Liberal Arts receive the degree of Bachelor of Oratory. During the year ending June io, 1898, the department has been most successful, having enrolled more than one hundred students. The recitals and lectures given have been pleasing and instructive, and in even' particular fully up to the standard of thorough college work. PRESS COMMENTS. The readings by Prof. Wetzel bespoke the mastery of the elocutionary art.— Trinidad News. Prof. Wetzel is an artist of the highest merit.—Santa Fe New Mexican. The work of Prof. Wetzel drew forth thunderous applause. He is a reader of rare and exceptional ability.—Colorado Springs Gazette. Mr. Wetzel rises above the ordinary—is graceful and dignified while wholly natural. He was recalled four times and was the recipient of an ovation.—Denver News. His fine interpretation of thought, his power of portrayal and his inimitable style of delivery captured his audience,—Kansas City Gazette. Prof. John Ul. Ulttzcl. Prof. John W. Wetzel, Ph.B., B. O., is a graduate of the Northwestern University School of Oratory, which is under the direction of Prof. R. L. Cumnock. Prof. Wetzel has been connected with the University of Denver for two years, during which time he has been eminently successful in conducting classes in Oratory in the Iliff School of Theology, Law School and College of Liberal Arts. At the beginning of the present school year he assumed the responsibility of conducting a thoroughly organized department of Orator) , which in every respect has far exceeded the expectations of its friends. As a public speaker Prof. Wetzel has appeared in nearly all of the principal cities of Colorado, and has invariably been recognized as an orator and dramatic reader of superior ability. His qualifications may be the better judged by the following comments from a few of our most prominent speakers and educators: Rkv. Barton O. Aylksworth, D. D. “ Reading from the masters requires more than a good voice. It requires an in-seeing mind. It requires even more than this, a sympathetic spirit, not trained by conventionalities, but born into sympathy and enlarged by grace. Mr. J. W. Wetzel has this threefold equipment. He interprets because he also lives, and he lives because he loves his fellow men.” Prof. R. L. Cumnock, A. M.t Northwestern University. “ I take great pleasure in congratulating the University of Denver in the selection of John W. Wetzel as their instructor in Elocution Mr. Wetzel is a superior reader and speaker, a man of great enthusiasm and industry. He understands fully the needs of College pupils, and will so organize the department that the students will secure the best of training in reading and public speaking.” Bishop Warren. ‘‘John Wesley Wetzel, Professor of the Univerity of Denver, department o Oratory, gives a charming entertainment w'ith skill, good taste and most phasing results. Parts of oratorical renderings are as delicately related as the colors of a picture or the notes of a song, and as much enjoyed by the hearer.” UNIVERSITY OP DENVER GLEE CLUB Denver University Glee Club Third Season. ’97- 98 Prof. Herbert W. Griggs, Musical Director. George E. Toomey, Leader. Prof. John V. Wetzel, Reader. Horace Carson, Accompanist. Clyde B. Stevens, Business Manager. MEMBERS First Tenors-L. M. Rader W. T. I e R. W. Arndt Geo. L. Tenney Second Tenors— G. E. Toomey O. L. Orton W. A. Dunlavy First Bassos— I. F. Downer Horace Carson T. Bruce King Second Bassos— E. M. Antrim E. M. Wylie John W. Wetzel CONCERTS GIVEN Fairplay, December, 27 ; Breckenridge, December 28 ; Leadville, December 29 ; Buena Vista, December 30; Salida, January 1 ; Colorado Springs, March 24 ; Walsenburg, March 25; Trinidad, March 26; Raton, N. M., March 28; Springer, N. M., March 29; Las Vegas, N. M., March 30; Santa Fe, N. M., March 31; Albuquerque, N. M., April 2; Rocky Ford, April 4; La Junta, April 5 ; Pueblo, April 6; Canon City, April 7 ; Florence, April 8; Denver, May. SOME PRESS NOTICES It would be difficult to conceive of anything more enjoyable than the delightful evening by the U. of I). Glee Club.” — Albuquerque Democrat. ' The D. U. Glee Club certainly upholds the reputation of their University.” ________ —Las Vegas Optic. “One of the best musical events of the season.”— Santa Fe New Mexican. “An entertainment that would do credittoany college in the land.”—Trinidad Chronicle. “ If a single person went away dissatisfied, it was assuredly not the fault of the young gentlemen. —Leadville Herald-Democrat. 2o6 The Glee Club “ I’ll ing to you about a club whose name you’ll find in hist’ry.” ' Happy little Darkies on the Levee.” l “Ladies and gentlemen ! This is the University of Denver Glee Club. It will give a concert to-night at--. You are all invited. Don’t come unless you have strong sides—they will ache with laughter; the ‘Denver Boys’ make fun, and fun that is funny; they sing music, and music that is the best in the land. We have been “itching” ever since the New Mexico tour to say something about the club, and now is our opportunity, and “ I’ll tell you why.” Ever since its organization, during the winter term of ’95-’96, the club has been the pride, nay, the glory, of the University. During the first season it was much afflicted with drought and “grasshoppers.” It has not since been able to get rid of the “ grasshopper ” plague, or dryness either, for that matter. “A maiden aunt” of the “diseased” (in New Mexico) has been using Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup for that tireless feeling, but the club has never made enough to buy a bottle, though it only costs twenty-five cents. The members of the first club were: Geo E. Toomey and W. T. Lee, first tenors; Phil Frick, O. L- Orton and W. L. Thorp, second tenors; T. B. ! King and Wm. Downer, first bassos; and E. M. Antrim and Jo Pender, second bassos. Their first appearance “ ad lib. furioso was made at the Annual State Oratorical Contest of ’96, at the Broadway Theatre, when D. U. took everything in sight, even the “betrothed of the deceased.” There they killed both grasshopper and audience. Shortly afterward, the first tour of the State was made, Miss Lucia Patti-son, of ’96 fame, acting as accompanist, and Mrs. Chancellor McDowell as chaperon. On the first trip, the club took the freight train part of the way and slept on their valises, which was entirely “feasible,” seeing they had no tie-passes. Cripple Creek and Trinipapa were the most remarkable stops on the trip. At Cripple the boys had a game dinner, namely, to-wit.: two lean hens and one smelt. Here the air was so light and gravity (of the situation) so effective that many springs gave out, and Toomey and Frick slept (?) all night on a register, under the carpet. Here Thorp cracked a washbowl, practicing a chord in his room, and the air was so rare the porter had to break out the skylight so that the boys could catch their breath. At Trinipapa the club had to send out and secure a search-warrant to find the audience, and sang with “ gusto and 207 gore,” “ I’se Neber Gwine Back.” However, Trinipapa redeemed itself the present year, when 4‘ standing room ” was all that could be had on the evening of the concert. The home of Miss Lida Burkhard was the scene of a pleasant reception each time, and her charming hospitality added much to the pleasure of the club’s stay there. It was always a burning question among all the “Jemimas ” whom the club met on their tour, which was “the married man.” It was only by singing “ Hark, the Trumpet,” and getting away at the crowing of the “ rooster” that the club finally pulled through. Another tour was made in northern Colorado a a little later this year. The next year the club lost Will Downer, W. L. Thorp and E. M. Antrim, but was strengthened by the addition of Messrs. Tenney, Rader, Hoots, Wiley, Frank Downer and Smith. This was the year of the “Comic Opera” scene, laid on the twenty-fifth floor of a New York tenement house, at the time of a terrific fire. But we “Hasten, oh hasten away” on our discourse. Three or four tours in various parts of the State were made this year. At the beginning of its present year the club lost Messrs. Hoots and Pender, but were strengthened by the return of Mr. E. M. Antrim and the acquisition of Wilbur Dunlavy, and Prof. J. W. Wetzel as reader. Fun ! Fun !! Fun !!! on the Christmas tour. Here, at each town, Prof. Wetzel would meet some “ Matilda ” or “Sue Jones,” who would add something to a long catalogue of his misdemeanors in a “Kansas” school. He bravely clung to “ Little Fritz in the Primary School,” just the same. But more glorious than all was the New Mexico trip, taken this Spring. At Walsenburg, the oldest and biggest liar in palmy Colorado was met and conquered. At Raton, N. M., Wetzel and Antrim had “ Froggie ” in the throat, but Wetzel got out of it by saying “ take this,” and gave a dime to the druggist for a new box. The audience here had no eggs aboard, but “Columbus made the ship lay two,” and the club only escaped by leaving on an early train. At Springer, “war was declared,” followed by great slaughter on both sides (of the table). Here ranchmen came sixty miles on horseback to hear again a real live “ glue club.” At Las Vegas, the club participated in a Mexican funeral, and Downer wanted to buy a “strange pet.” Likewise, all the boys they went in swimmin’ in the Hot Springs Plunge, and barrels being handy, got out safely. But Santa Fe and Albuquerque—speak their names in a stage whisper. At Albuquerque, strawberries and cream, while a blizzard was raging in Denver. “ Artemus Ward,” an old friend of the club, here took the club to “Old Town,” and they saw wondrous adobe buildings, centuries old, and things. And Santa Fe: Indians, adob£ buildings, the old Sau Miguel church, 450 years old, an election, Lew Wallace’s “Ben Hur ” room, where that great novel was penned. But the married men’s hands, as well as those who got sick, have been going in another way since their return, viz. straight up and down. All honor to the Glee Club ! Denver University Athletic Association OFFICERS T. Bruce King, ’99, President C. C. P. Hiller, ’99, Vice-President Rba P. McGee, ’00, Secretary-Treasurer Clyde B. Stevens, ’98, Football Manager E. Melville Wylie, ’98, Baseball Manager Athletics at the University of Denver are seriously handicapped by the separation of the College of Liberal Arts and the School of Theology from the other departments. The distance to the city, and the fact that many students reside there, prevents practice, and team-work is the key-note of success on any athletic field. But though we have labored under the disadvantages caused by lack of numbers, and of the appliances and coaching that more money would provide, the two years, since the publication of Ml. Olympus, have brought us some victories and we are proud of our record and of our representatives. It takes courage to push on against as many obstacles as our boys have to meet and we admire their “grit” and confidently believe that better times are just ahead of the Athletic Association in the University of Denver. fooibdll In the Fall of ’96 we had a team capable of winning victories and we should have had the College Championship. Lack of practice and coaching accounts for a record that in no wise does justice to the ability of the team. The team was as follows: R. L Myers, c. C. P. Fonda, r. g. G. Bradford, 1. e. L. Rader, 1. g. L. Wheatley, r. t. W. Plested, r. e. Leon Hills, ) , C. Deardorff, 1. t. O. L. Orton, r. h. capt. C. B. Stevens, J q D- E. I). Engle, f. b. G. W. Hart, 1. h. The scores of the three principal games were: D. U.............o D. A. C...............10 D. U..............6 S.S. M.................o I). U.............o Colorado College ..12 In the Fall of 1897 there was no college team organized, because the college lacked enough heavy men to complete a team. The University furnished the star players on the D. A. C. team. Messrs. Bradford, Garcia, Toomey and Shaffer, and one of the strong D. W. C. players—L. M. Rader, and it seemed too 210 bad that with so much of the best kind of football talent we could not complete the team. But it did not seem possible and the football interests were left to a “second team” that played a number of interesting games with various school and local clubs, and helped develop some future D. U. players. Tennis In tennis we have retained the College Championship. At the Spring contest of 1897, Messrs. Rolland Trott and Vincent Daniels were our representatives in doubles and Mr. W. G. Plested in singles. In doubles the scores were: D. U. . .... 3 Colorado College . . 0 D.U. . . . ... 3 S. S. M . . 0 D. U. . . State University . . • 3 Baseball In baseball, the team of ’97 rivalled any team the University has ever had. They played good ball the entire season and although they failed to win the College Championship, they made a most enviable record and the entire University was enthusiastic in its praise. Orton’s superb pitching and unrivalled head-work, with the phenomenal infield work of Fonda, Deardorff, Daniels, and the versatile and incomparable Toomey, all but won the championship. We can but hope that the team of ’98 will excel that of ’97. Below we give the personel of the team and the records of the college games: Fonda, 1st b, capt. Hart, c. Orton, Toomey, s Deardorff. 2d b. Daniels, 3rd b. Rose, P- L. Hills, 1. Plested, r. f. Stevens, c. f. April 16—D. U . . . .5 Colorado College . . . 18 17—D. U. ... 17 Colorado College . . . 16 May 8—D. U. ... 13 State University . . . 9 15—I). U. ... 16 S. S. M. . . 22—d. r. ... 15 State University - • • 5 June 6—D.U. ... 3 S. S. M . Tbf '98 Bd$t Ball team C. Percy Fonda (c), Captain. Vincent Daniels (3b). O. L. Orton (p). George E. Toomey (s.s.). E. M. Antrim (ib). Leon P. Hills (l.f.). Charles M. Deardorff (2b). Clyde B. Stevens (c.f.). W. T. Moscript (r.f.). No league games have been played, at time of going to press. 21 I Denver University Oratorical Association j Officers ’97-’98. President, John B. Davis, ’99. Vice-President, Charles C. P. Hiller, 99. Secretary-Treasurer, Clyde B. Stevens, ’98. Fifteenth Annual Contest held in Grace M. K. Church, January 15th, 1898. Speakers, in order of ranks by judges, were as follows : E. Melville Wylie, ’98; James M. Fitch, ’oo; Oporia L. Orton, ’99; Charles M. Deardorff, ’99; George O. Mans, oi. Mr. Wylie was awarded second honors in the State Contest. Dr. Hyde, from a sketch by our artist. ...Im Fruhling, 1897 VerstdluiM DEP DCUTSCHCN DPFUIflmSCHCN GCSCLLSCHAIT Mephistopheles Martha .... Margaret . . . Luise.......... Die Tante . . PCftSONCN ................Johann Davis ..................Elisa Eble .............Nanaruth Taggart ................Bonnie Beshoar ..............Winifred Willard Unter gefalliger Mitwirkung der beiden weltberiihmten Komiker, Hemi J. L. Linse Herrn Ola Putman Vortrag der deutschen Hoflieferantinnen, damals so eben in University Park angekommen: FrL Miller Frl. Beardsley Frl. Blanck Chor der Bauern und Biirger. Ort der Handlung: die Aula. PrcUe der Platze Erster Rang Parquet . . Stehplatz unbczahlbar . die Halfte utnsonst 214 That Algebra of Iflinc COLLEGE days for me are over and my hair is turning gray. And I've passed full many a milestone on life’s drear and rugged way, But in spite of cares and troubles, still my heart is fresh and young, And the happy days of girlhood seem like songs that have been sung, Leaving echoes sweet behind them—echoes of that far-off past With its love and larks and lessons, far too beautiful to last. Lo these memories of college I myself do now resign And I smile whene’er I think about that algebra of mine! Then I close my eyes a moment and once more I seem to see That dear old southern, sunny room where we fought with x y z% And the air is filled with chalk-dust; and the brains arc very slow, And thoughts refuse to scintillate, and wheels refuse to go. There’s the wry bench whereon I sat with Becky by my side. How we whispered, how we giggled—how exultant was our pride, When by inspiration, conquered we that plus or minus sign, And mastered quite the problems in that algebra of mine! Permutations, Combinations; Surds that were to us absurd, Co-efficients Undetermined—how I shudder at the word! Arithmetical Progression—sleepless nights are counted o’er— Simultaneous Equations—nothing but a stupid bore! Cardan—and Horner dreadlul—but old Sturm the worst I say— For his '’function x disturbed us all the night and all the day— Ah, no wonder that my heart beats with a rapture most divine When I see the battered cover of that algebra of mine! Then I think of him who led us in that algebraic way, Of his goodness, of his patience, of his kindness day by day— Always gentle in his chidings, always glad to give us aid, Even eager to mike plainer all that troubled or dismayed. The algebraic way was long and thorny too, but yet That kindness and that patience we shall nevermore forget, For we learned to gaze complacentlyon plus and minus sign. And I claim as life-long friend that dear old algebra of mine! But Life’s problems are far harder than the mystic x y 2, And after them we seldom write the welcome Q. E. I). Yet we meet them all courageously, with purpose true and firm. And we find them far more dreadful than old Homer and old Sturm. But away with care and sorrow—let us naught but gladness know, Let us be as gay and merry as we were long years ago— Let us take a deeper, sweeter draught of “memory’s mellow wine, And drink an earnest, fervent health to that algebra of mine! M. L B. 2 5 TbC Looking J or IT)«i Clllb Color—“Celestial rosy red, Love’s proper hue.” Flower—Bleeding heart. Motto—(’Tis better left unsaid.) Object— ------------------------------- . Edith Beatrice Wallace—Recorder of ? ? ? ? ? ‘‘Her bright smile haunts me still.” Emma Avilene Stover—Keeper of ! ! ! ! ! ! “She has two eyes so soft and brown, Take care—take care! She gives a side glance, then looks down, Beware—beware ! ” Lilian Winifred Willard—Captain of o o o o o. “To know her was to love her, And to love but her forever.” Edith Louise Jones—Instructor in the Use of -, -, -. “Give me a sly flirtation By the light of a chandelier. With music to play in the pauses, And nobody very near. Mary Lindsey Barbee—Chief () () () (). A dimple is a tiny thing to dream of and regret, But how that dimple twinkled, I never can forget. Die Gesellschaft dcr GescbiDollicn Kopfc Erstf.r Grosskopf—Ajax MacCartney. Zwriter Grosskopf—Jamie McKechnie. GLIEDERN C. J. Downey J. M. Fitch I. F. Downer W. M. Galbraith Lyell Rader All the Seniors are honorary and distinguished members of this club. Lilliputians Pres.—Bee Duer. Vice-Pres., F. L. Mendenhall. Skc'y—Mr. Pitkin. Active Members—Miss Johns, Mr. Omura, Miss Sanderson. Anyone who wilfully adds a single cubit to his stature will be excluded from the organization. JInti-Lilliputians Pres.—Miss Downey. Vice-Pres.—Mr. Edgerton. Sec’y—Mr. Gould. College Repertoire “My Life Flows on in Endless Song”................G. Toomey % i( “Grace, ’Tis a Charming Sound,” ) n c j A Medley | . whoM1 the Next? „8 j “Nearer Home, Nearer Horae”...........Deardorff on Third Base “Don't You Remember Sweet Alice”.................Bruce King “When Johnny Comes Marching Home”.................£. Antrim “Wait 'Till the Clouds Roll By, Jennie”..................Ikey “My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose”.................F. Walpole “Once More Before We Part”..................................... Duet sung by the constituents of a very severe Park “case”. “The Mistakes of My Life are Many”..................O. L. Of ton “O, for a Man, O, for a Man, O, for a Man-sion in the Skies” Chorus: “Ha! Ha! Ha!!” ...............W. Willard “Comedy of Errors”.................J. B. Davis, reciting Geology “Much Ado about Nothing”........................Prof. Spencer “Reveries of a Bachelor”........................Prof. Shepherd “Love's Labor Lost”...............................O. L. Orton “Romeo and Juliet”..................Roll Trott and Ethel Miller “As You Like It”.....................................Kynewisbok “The Tempest” (in a teapot) . C. JDowney, In Phi Alpha Meeting “Sentimental Tommy”.......................................H. B. Allen “No One to Love, None to Cares ”......................Prof. Lee “The Lost Chord”..................................The Glee Club Some Chinas m Want to Know (1) What and where is The Holy Sepulchre?—fohn Davis. (2) What is the difference between a former and a previous student? Le Rossignol. (3) Why the office of the Pope is not hereditary?—Bruce Ring. 218 Rash Cruthmorc's Snide Calks R-----ph Al-----T. You might try massage treatment, which is productive of good results; also Ayer’s Hair Vigor could be used to great advantage. Don’t become discouraged, nor expect great results in a short time. G—T—dk S—D—rs-n. The editor’s recent attack of neuralgia and nervous prostration was caused by endeavoring to answer 1,000,000 times each day the question; When will the Annual be out?” Thanks for your generous sympathy. B-----D-----R. Judging from the facts stated in your letter, we would say the fault was your own. He, being so bashful, no doubt needs much encouragement. No; the next leap year will not come until 1904. Jo----D — is. I am afraid I can not give the diagnosis of your case, having never been in a similar situation. Consult the Kynewisbok's editor-in-chief. He is well-versed in that line and can probably give you some valuable hints from his own experience. Too Many. It is very rude indeed for them to disturb you with their studying while you are conversing in the library. The original purpose of the library was to afford a convenient meeting place for brilliant conversationalists. The books were put on the walls to strengthen the acoustics of the room. Pr-sp-t-ve St—d—T. No ; there is no tuition at Denver University; still, if you contemplate attending next year, you would do well to come well supplied with ‘‘accidental fees,” special exam, taxes, etc. W. W. L—D—M. Long hair is often becoming, but on such a head as you describe, it should always be cut short. C. J. D-wn-y. Instead of taking them into the recitation room, it is perfectly safe, we think, for you to leave your hat and coat in the basement. The average student swipes” only that which is valuable. W. M. G—br—h. For that sleepy feeling when studying calculus, take a good dose of flunks. L. M. R-d-r. Yes. we haw occasionally observed that a good scrap with a small Freshman is a very good thing for that large feeling in the head. C. P. F-nd—. Grace is a good thing, and we are always glad to see one of our boys who likes lots of it. C. B. S—v—s. You should be very careful about taking too many Sweets at your tender years. Miss H-kh-I). No; the man wasn’t giving you the Beta grip, hut simply used it as an excuse to hold your hand. Gr—k S-t-r. The engagement ring is usually worn on the third finger of the left hand. G o-E T-M-y. No; we think you are mistaken; we did not understand that the usual cottage rule prohibiting spooning was suspended on Feb. 22nd. Refer to Miss Fisher’s Rules, Yol. III., page 9327. I I : I : • : : • : : : • : a • a a a = Shoulder Braces FOR MEN AND WOMEN Suspensories Bandages Cottons Gauze Surgeons’ Dressings Silk Clastic Stockings Abdominal Belts Knee Caps Anklets, Etc. Made hy U to Measure. See the Loom. Call (or Measurement Blank. Ptibber Goods Have you Laundried Vcur Stomach Crutches. Bditcrics. trusses A VERY LARGE VARIETY ALL PRICES MODERATE SYRINGES, ATOMIZERS, SHEETING, URINALS, BEDPANS. THE- iSOS Clktis Street, '! « St. James Hotel • • SPECIAL ATTENTION TO FITTING 3. Durbin Surgical and Dental Supply Co. PHONE 1667 ESTABLISHED 1874 itinOfimntrrrmrtMitn1 220 Heard Around the University Miss Fishkr: I fear you young people don’t know how to study, for that is a very quaint, suggestive picture. Gkorgk: Not on your life. Agnes Glasgow: He’s a steady steady. Winifred: She’s a duck. Percy: O, I don’t know. Prof. Spencer (repeatedly snapping his fingers): My friends, there is a great deal of disturbance; I must insist upon absolute quiet. Wilbur: Pleasant day out. Lindsey: You are too young to know it now, but someday you shall know'. Horace: We’re eating now, ain’t we, George? Orlena: Now my papa says-------. Lucy: Professor, I intended to say that; it was exactly my idea. Dr. Hyde: Now, my brave man, you might tip down and consider. Cora: That doofunny isn't so worse. Prof. Wetzel: But humour me. Jennie: Honest? Paul: Is your subscription to the “Hesperus paid up? Mr. Dkardorff: Will you repeat that. Doctor? Miss Wirt: Wollen Sie so gut sein um das Fens ter au zumachen t Davis: You bet, she’s all right. Gene Antrim: You’re one of the worst they is. Ethel . Got your Algebra? Edith Wallace: Purk up now, do! REA: Come here, let me sketch you. Dr. LkR. (after talking a half hour on a foreign subject): Was that the gong ? We someway don’t seem to cover much ground. I think perhaps you don’t prepare your lessons thoroughly enough. We’ll take the second volume next lesson. Frank (to editor ’’Hesperus”): Is there any stuff to go to the printer? 221 RANlELS (a � cts: Fisher ! ptfivcK Colo. Shi dents Headquarters r'vi; BOOKS STATIONERY BICYCLES MILLINERY COSTUMES FURNISHINGS CUT FLOWERS, Etc. Students are invited to take Lunch at our Tea Room, and make free use of our largx waiting rooms when in the city. SIXTEENTH AND LAWRENCE STREETS . DENVER, COLORADO 222 Things that Have Happened Sept. 8—College opens. Raw recruits greatly in predominance. Opening addresses given by Hon. John Hipp and Hon. Tyson S. Dynes. 9— Fraternity rushing is evident on all sides. 10— The Y. W. C. A. and Y. M. C. A. give their annual reception to new students. 13— The agonies of college algebra begin. 14— John and Ethel sit on the back seat of the Park car. 15— Dr. Hyde convulses the beginning Greek class. 16— An athletic meeting: manager and captain of the baseball team are elected. 17— First open meetings of Phi Alpha and Evans Literary Club. First number of the Hesperus appears. 20— The Alpha Iota girls win the hearts of the Freshmen by a reception at the Episcopal residence. Will Bliss first man. Beulah wears Alpha Iota colors. 21— Freshmen flunk; effects of the party. 22— Football men practice. Two men on the gridiron. 23— Three football men on the field. Gridiron heated to fever heat. 24— Wilbur Dunlevy, in a vain search for 917 Corona, blandly alights from the Park car at the University bath tubs, and wanders over the cactus for several hours. 27— Grand fraternity center rush. 28— Cushion needed for the upper window seat. Donations thankfully received by--------and-------- 29— Life becomes Sweet to Ikey. 30— Prof. Spencer would like to see in his room at 12.10,----------. LADIES f ELLY %rUMG HEN looking for the latest styles, largest stocks, and lowest prices on all kinds of J MILLINERY ftAoIL Fancy Goods or Furs CALL AT The Howland Ittillinery Co s SIXTEENTH ST„ (opposite Daniels Fisher’s) fl. T. Lewis $ Son Men’s Furnishings We keep the most complete line of Men's Furnishings in the city—Dress Shirts, Shirts with Short Bosoms, Shirts with Colored Bosoms, Collars, Cuffs, every description of Fashionable Neckwear, Underwear and Hosiery. Our goods are of the best quality, styles the latest, prices the lowest. 810-818 Sixteenth Street BOOKSELLERS STATION CPS ART DEALERS ENGRAVERS PICTURE TRAM1NG SCHOOL AND COLLEGE TEXT IBOOKS A SPECIALTY 727 SIXTEENTH STREET, DENVER, COLO. E. C. WILHELM MERCHANT TAILOR AND MEN S FURNISHINGS SUITS FROM $13.00 UP 927 Sixteenth Street DENVER. COLO. M4 Oct I—George gets an appointment as special policeman for the Carnival. 4— Monday. Wash-day. 5— In the “Pageant of Progress” the University carriages take a special prize for gorgeousness of decoration. 6— Queen Thalia rales in Denver. 7— All right-minded students slope college in favor of the Indian War Dance. 8— -Lindsey goes to Phi Alpha with Floyd. 11 —Students are saddened by the announcement of Dr. Albright’s death. 12— The funeral services of Dr. Albright occur from the University chapel. 13— -Phi Alpha has a business meeting. The secretary invents some minutes. 14— Fred is of a dark, deep and melancholy shade of blue. Miss Fisher lectures on John Burroughs. 15— Jeannette and Frank !! 18— Dr. Warner begins bis chapel addresses. 19— Biggest snow storm of the season. University cars are blocked. 20— Cars still blocked. Grand snowball fight between Cottage girls and Park boys. 21— Klondike climate in University Hall. Miss Fisher lectures on Robert Louis Stevenson. 22— Emma flirts with the conductor. Edith Iugersoll returns to D. U. 25— Bruce acts as motorneer on the Park car. Life and limbs of passengers endangered. (For accident policy, see Ralph M. Brann.) 26— Prof. Spencer sighs. 27— Horace whistles “El Capitan”. 28— Lida and George cast sheep’s eyes at each other. 29— The assistant business manager of the Hesprus edits the paper. The Beta Hallowe’en party postponed. 225 CHARTERED 1820 ETNA LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY OF HARTFORD, CONN. JANUARY 1, 1898 Assets,.......................$47,584,967.11 Surplus,....................... 6,887,873.70 Insurance in force, . . . 150,661,897.94 Paid to policy holders . . . 104,738,998.31 The Largest Company in the World writing both Life and Accident Insurance. ROCKY HOUNTAIN AGENCY Colorado, Wyoming, Utah, Montana and Idaho. J. STANLEY EDWARDS, Manager 316, 317 and 323 Boston Building DENVER, COLORADO ACCIDENT DEPARTMENT RALPH M. BRANN, General Agent 216 Nov. i—Louise Iliff goes to Evanston for ft 0 V e m B e R a visit. 2— George talks to Lida. 3— Pi Beta Phi and Alpha Iota girls are in doubt whether to wear organdie or furs to the Beta party. 4— The supposed Beta straw-ride proves to be a swell banquet at the Windsor. The boys in full evening dress. The girls-----’tis better left unsaid. Klondike atmosphere while the orchestra plays “A Hot Time. 9—The Shepherd and his sheep have a wild and woolly time in Sophomore Physics. 10— Miss Blank falls into a rage in Junior Literature. 11— Lucia takes Greek with Dr. Hyde for forty-five minutes, and library with George for three hours. 12— Beulah and Jennie become Alpha Iotas. 15— Lucy and Mr. Downey slope chapel. 16— Mr. Dowmcy becomes familiar with the road to the Cottage. 17—Rea calls at 50 West Second Avenue. 18— Mr. Garcia—Spanish—street car—giggles—(who?)—progress. 19— Phi Alpha has a “Dramatic Evening and receives a “Fatal Message. 22—George and Lida take a—hour constitutional. (Why is a constitutional so bracing, when embracing is unconstitutional ?) 24—College adjourns for Thanksgiving vacation. Students make a joyful racket. 27—Sigma Alpha Epsilon boys entertain the Alpha Iota and Pi Beta Phi girls at a Puritan party. Lots of marshmallows, iun, and Puritan gowns. 29— University Glee Club breaks a big camera. 30— Alpha Iota girls appear in Gamma Phi Beta ribbons and carnations. 1VJ COTTRELL’S ARE THE BEST We sell a Fine Hat for $2.00, m� de by the best skilled labor from Fine Fur Stock and Silk Trimmings. They charge $3.00 for the same grade in credit stores. BEST HATS MADE, $3.50. No better hats made than those we sell at $3.50; no need to pay $5.00. Cash Store Prices at 613 SIXTEENTH STREET Central Savings Mining Exchange Building, 15th and Arapahoe Sts. PAYS INTEREST • U®JCCT TO IT® ®UIC® On Savings Accounts, S per cent. On Checking Accounts, 2 per cent. On Demand Certificates, 2% per cent. On Time Certificates, 4 to 6 per cent. Wt respectfully Solicit your Patronage. GEO. RICHARDSON, President. WM. E. WILSON. Vice-President, W. n. HARSHALL. Cashier. 1739 Champa Street. Phone 2043. Shorthand, T ypewriting, Legal and Commercial Correspondence, Vertical Writing, Spelling, Punctuation. W. A. Woodworth. Prin. W. A. McPherson. A.B.. Mgr. 1739 Champa Street. Phone 2043 Bookkeeping, Arithmetic, Writing, Spelling, Punctuation, ComT Law, Business Correspondence. ROBERT J. WALLACE. Prihcifal SOLD BY The Rocky Mountain Fuel Co. 228 Dec. i—Rumor roars that George leaves for Harvard. 2— Miss Beggs speaks to a tellow passenger. 3— Mr. Downey reads poetry to Wycliffe Cottage. 6— Shearing time for the football crowd. 7— Dr. Boyle begins his week of sen-ice among the students. 8— Mr. Wylie: Let me play the fool. 9— Unforeseen contingencies descend from the Chemical Laboratory. io—Recital by the Department of Oratory. 13— Blue Monday for Floyd—his Sunday engagements did not permit of his preparing his lessons. 14— Pi Beta Phi girls entertain the Glee and Mandolin Clubs. 15— Cremation begins. 16— Frank Downer and Floyd Walpole establish a flourishing boot-black establishment in Denver University. Ox-blood polish on tan shoes makes a particularly fine effect. 17— Examinations. A pale cast of thought is evident. 20—More examinations, and more thought n e G e m R e R MERRY CHRISTMAS! 229 STUDY IN DENVER THE UNIVERSITY of DENVER College of Liberal Arts, Preparatory School, lliff School of Theology, at University Park; School of Medicine, School of Law, School of Pharmacy, School of Dentistry, School of Music and Fine Arts, at 14th and Arapahoe. No Tuition in College of Liberal Arts and Preparatory School All Departments well equipped. Best Facilities. 4 Lowest Expenses. The Chamberlin Observatory the finest between Chicago and Lick. One of the largest Telescopes in the United States. UNIVERSITY PARK COME .� the Study in Denver SEND FOR CATALOGUE TO Chancellor McDowell UNIVERSITY PARK, COLO. 3° Jan. I—Ikey gets the ax at Salida. 2—Glee Club arrives in Denver, weary, but happy. 5 —College opens amidst the usual confusion. 7 - Seniors, in new caps and gowns, entertain at Chancellor’s. 10— Gamma Phis and Pi Phis indulge in a big rush. Score: o, o. 11— The chapel pictures were re-hung. 12— Grace and Percy are seen in the hall together. 15—-Local Oratorical Contest at Grace Church. Wylie and Fitch!! rt—-The Faculty decides against billiards. 20— Glee Club gives a concert at Collins' Chapel. 21— Chancellor and Mrs. McDowell give a reception to the Seniors. What the Medics sang on the car: “Say au rrvcir, but don't say beer 24—Gamma Phi girls entertain the Betas and Delts at a “Sing. Juniors meet in solemn session and decide to undertake the publication of the Annual. “Red and white! red and white! Ain't we Juniors out of sight!” 25— Dr. Frank T. Bay ley is College pastor for the week. 26— Juniors have another meeting. 27— Lucia and Nan sail foi Chicago. Day of Prayer for Colleges. In the afternoon, ever)'body in Denver goes to the barbecue. 28— Dr. Hyde gives the name “Kynewisbok” to the Junior Annual. 29— A certain maiden rides the goat into II. B. £. and a timid, bashful Freshman is introduced to the mysteries of B. ©. II. 31-Juniors make a public announcement of their Annual; there is a speech in chapel. A gorgeous poster on the wall, and some vociferous yelling. The Faculty are much distressed over those terrible holes in the wall. 31 472-478 Broadway ALBANY, N. Y. Intercollegiate Bureau of Academic Costume Cotrell and Leonard MAKERS OF Caps, Gowns and Hoods To- University of Denver Colorado College Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia University of Chicago University of Michigan University of Minnesota And a hundred others Illustrated Bulletin, Samples, etc. on application Pe ipQe e ALL KNOW THAT WE ALWAYS CARRY A COMPLETE STOCK OF Lidies Men’s and Misses’ J o o o Furnishing Goods and Hats Men’s and Boy’s At Popular Prices Bee Hive Shoe Store The Hub Shoe and Clothing Co.. Owners. 1632 38 Larimer Sr. DENVER. COLO. 232 Feb. i—At the suggestion of the Juniors, the Seniors and Sophomores come to life. 2— There is an Oratorical Association meeting. Dr. Donahue, of China, addresses the Y. W. C. A. 3 -George decides not to go to Klondike. Athletic meeting. 4— Phi Alpha has a debate on Higher Education for Women. Fur flies. 5— Betas entertain Pi Phis and Gamma Phis at a Sing. Beta dogs are evidence. 7— Dr. Connor is College pastor. Will Bliss dines at Mr. Miller’s. 8— Dr. Hyde lectures on “A Drama of Freedom.” Baseball practice begins. 9— In Greek class, when the bell rings, Dr. Hyde gives us some extempore poetry: ‘‘What sound is this which greets my ear, The class can stay no longer here, But they must go at once I fear, For fear they will be short the ‘keer’.” 11—Dr.Hyde lectures ‘‘Drama of Empire.” 13— Universal day of prayer. 14— “On this fair day, all Cupid’s own, I promise ‘honor bright’, If you will lie my Valentine, I’ll be your faithful knight,” Public recital of the Department of Oratory. 15— Students practice songs and yells for the State Contest. Dr. Hyde lectures on ‘‘A Drama of Christmas.” article for “Kynewisbok”. 16— Meeting of the Oratorical Association. Percy is wrathy. The Debating Club purchases an elegant bulletin board for its use. 17— TheJ class of ’99 would urge that the pictures in the chapel be rehung with more regard for artistic effect. 18— State Oratori ral Contest at Broadway Theatre. The red and gold waved triumphantly even if Boulder did secure first honors. No recitations after lunch. 21— Mr. C. C. P. Hiller starts for Cleveland to be present at the Student Volunteer Convention. 22— 13. U. students celebrate Washington’s birthday by a holiday. The cottage girls entertain informally in the evening. 23— A big, beautiful “tabby” is sacrificed in the biological laboratory, all for the sake of science. Bruce cuts Lysias recitation. 24— The Senior Latin class becomes exremely hilarious, and the Professoi abandons recitation in a vain endeavor to keep from laughing himself. 25— A new club, very mysterious, is formed. Ask some of the members about it. Dr. Le Rossignol in expounding Locke’s Essay concerning the human understanding, tries in vain to convince the Philosophy class how very little they knew. 26— The Pi Phi girls entertain the Betas at a “Towser and Tabbie Shine.” 28—Chancellor returns from a week’s trip throughout the State. In French Literature class, Jennie’s mind wanders south, to Trinidad even, yes and further south to Las Vegas. Strange! The first 33 C. AMILON Merchant Tailor... +++++♦♦♦♦♦ Imported Woolens. +++♦++♦+♦♦ I’rwiclitirs and l.ayimni! If you want to get the BEST SUIT at the LOWEST PRICE, come and see me. 1539 Curtis St. C. AMILON. Hand Cameras ALL KINDS-ALL PRICES From $2-00 to $75.00 Kpremos odaks VIVES A Complete Line of Photographic Supplies for both Professional and Amateur Photographer The Denver lire Clay Company 1742 to 1746 Champa St. DENVER. COLO. “The Tools to Hi Who Caj Use The ' Toot 1 dils Base 1 MITTS. GUARDS. 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Mrs. Albright and Ralph return to University Park. 2— Lindsey receives a photograph from “Jack”. 3— Dr. Hyde’s conundrum: Why is Mr. Orton like one of Mr. Pritchard’s big wagons? 4— Charter Day; every where enthusiasm, big crowds of people, fine luncheon, funny songs by the Glee Club, a few flirtations, girls go crazy over Ducy. and not least, the masterly addresses by prominent men and women of Denver. 5— Prof. Spencer returns to University Park after his absence in Indiana. 7— A towel, which had been hanging in boys’ wash-room since------, fell to the floor and was broken into fragments. 8— A very peculiar state of things existed —a Park car had broken down between Denver and University Park and compelled students to stay at the Park. 9— A few gentle zephyrs were playing around the trees on the campus all day. Junior class has a very important business meeting. 10—A College maiden appears with a festive new lunch box. Price, 15 cents. 11—University Park cars break down and some fifty or more devoted students trudge through the snow from Pearl Street to the College. The Glee Club is excused from all examinations. 14—Phi Alpha had a pretty hot meeting. The temperature of the hall was about io° below zero, but the temperature of some of the members was evidently about blood heat. “F kmen win a baseball victory over the Sophomores. A certain sweet girl is introduced to the mysteries of Gamma Phi. 16— Rev. Dr. Vosburgli, of the First Baptist Church, lectures in chapel. 17— The Weakly Bulletin appears a la bogus. 18— The term examinations begin. In the evening the Department of Oratory gives a Shakespearean Recital. 19— Baseball. Faculty 5, Freshmen 19. 21— All of the boys are excited ! Cause: the clean towel in the toilet room. John Davis, coming into Philosophy examination with a piece of bent wire in his hand, remarks to a comrade in distress: “Well, I've got a pull, anyhow.” 22— The term examinations close. 24—The Glee Club starts on its southern tour through Colorado and New Mexico. Most of the Photographs in this Annual were made by .Mr. Throbeck, and the managers are pleased to state that the work has been more than satisfactory. 236 April i—Miss Wirt sings a solo in chapel. (All the singing books were surreptitiously removed from the seats.) 4— The elements carry on a desperate conflict—-snow, wind and blue streaks in the aiT. 5— Jennie sports her diamond. 6— Glee Club boys make the hit of the season in Pueblo. 7— Miss Wirt lectures in the reception room on “Lessing”. A handsome man appears and----- 9—The Glee Club returns with laurel wreathson their brows and colds in their heads- 11— Chancellor stirs all the patriotic feelings in our hearts. We all decide to go to war. 12— Freshmen girls have a meeting. Senior class indulges in a stance. Sophomore class holds a rally. 13— -The Sophomores issue invitations for a reception to the College classes. 14— Miss Wirt lectures on “Goethe and Faust”. Baseball: ’Varsity 18, Law team 8. 15— Dr. Hyde gives a characteristic lecture in chapel. Baseball: Betas 13, Freshmen 12. 16— Baseball: ’Varsity 14, Law School 11. Pi Phis “at home” to Delts and their friends at Mis. Stidger’s. 18— Sophomore reception a little shady—ices to bum. 19— Kynewisbok is all in press! Gott set dank I ! ... Iflay... May 1—The proper time for Naughty Naught to begin preparations for “Kynewisbok” Volume II. !4VING PHONf 502 SHERIDAN BDO OPP. UNION DEPOT DENVER s designers and ILLUSTRATORS I |||J W9R1