University of Maine - Prism Yearbook (Orono, ME)

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invited me to go to Oak Hall with him and meet some of the boys. I went, as he seemed a good fellow, and when I went into the Hall some one from up stairs threw a bag of water at me. The other fellow dodged quick, so I guess he knew it was coming. The boys used me nice and I bought lots of books. Sept. 4, '96. This morning I went to chapel for the first time and also to recitations. Prexy talked to us about self-government and we all silently vowed we would not smoke any more cigarettes, even if the npperclassmen did give them to us. From chapel part of us went into rhetoric and met Honey for the first time. Although he called us hopeless examples of poorprep. school English, yet upperclassmen say that we will get through all right and will respect Honey for his discipline and diligent teachings. Next came chemistry under a man they call Johnny, who began his first lecture by telling us not to make any little chemistries for the final exam. and to sit up like human beings in the class. We liked the Prof., though. I have been studying hard all my spare time. I have mathematics under Hal Robinson, a young fellow that we often take for a student. He is all right and it takes more than bluff to get out on 90W or TOM even, I guess. In tl1e afternoon I had French to Nick, and drawing to Hal Boardman, the same young man who has my mathematics. At 4.30 we were assembled by bugle call for our first drill, which was a matter of interest to most of us, who were enthusiastic for military fame. We were measured for our uniforms yesterday and anxiously await their arrival. We have not been issued rifies yet. This first drill didn't amount to much except to get us assorted by height and to teach us a few facings. At 5.20 the bugle call was again blown, for dismissal, and here the battle for supremacy began. The sophomores pitched into us, determined that we should scrape the diamond for the peanut game, but we were victorious and the sophs hauled the borrowed hoes back to the farm themselves. This has been a red letter day for us. Sept. 5, '96. This afternoon We all went to the campus to witness the base ball game between our class and the sophs for three bushels of peanuts. A rope was thrown to us by some upperclassmen and the sophs tried to pull it away from us but again were we victorious. We also held the grand stand against them. In the ball game we were 27

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H -Q SENIOR HISTORY 4' TA K E N MGYGZAWQ qt -,Am.- p HAP-HAZARD FROM A SENl0R'S DIARY ULY 4, '96. Received a note today from Dr. Harris saying that my certificate was approved and that I could enter the Freshman class in September. After much consideration I have decided to educate myself along technical lines, so I must make up my mind to work for four years harder than my classmates who are to enter Colby, Bates, and Bowdoin. Aug. 31, '96, A dark, dismal, rainy day. Arrived in Orono in the afternoon. Many boys are standing around to greet us and to ' 'jo1ly us with saucy questions and rude remarks. These are sophomores. They seem to be having a fine time shaking hands with each other and glad to see you back, ole man. They all smoke big pipes and act very independent. I wonder if I will ever be that way. One fellow I notice in particular. He has on a soldier's uniform with red stripes on his legs and they call him Haggerty. He seems to be the freshmen's friend and associates with them more than with the other fellows. Sept. 2, '96, Am boarding in a private family. There are other freshmen here but we had rather be at home. In the forenoon a fellow 26

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beaten by one score in ten innings, but we hope to get the peanuts by strategy. May 13, '97, Tomorrow being Ivy Day, this evening we took a look around the campus to see what the sophs were up to. For some reason or other they expected us and as each class had a goodly number present a lively scrap ensued in which we were easily victorious. We afterwards put an efiigy of '99 in a coffin and sent it, burning, down the Stillwater. Also were lllally of '99 baptized. May 21-27, '97. At camp in Bath. Rained five days out of seven but very enjoyable time withal. Learned from upper classman how to pick up a girl on the street, and formed many acquaintances. One night Tape's uniform was stolen and Bull Sawyer wore it to a card party. After being caught twice, learned l1ow to run guard. Batch caught many running guard as he was stuck on military. Had some tricks played 011 him. Was sorry when I had to come home. June 9, '97. Farmers' Field Day. Had exhibition drill, which was not welcomed, but had a nice time flirting with the pretty country lassies. Cut lots of ice because 1ny uniform was new and the buttons shone. Aug. 30, '97, Came back early to look after freshmen as they had looked after me. Sorry to learn that many of tl1e class would not return to college. Holly showed up early and was found to be a valuable freshman fumigator. Zero suddenly voiced himself prominent. Oct. 5. After three nights hard work we put up the only flag that ever floated over Wingate Hall. Our principal sailors were jack Horner and P. Moore. Not one of the faithful will ever forget those nights and especially l1ow we marched that freshman class, wl1o ca1ne to take it down, over Powell's Hill and tied them to the fence, bound hand and foot. May 9, '98. The President having given a call for volunteers for tl1e Spanish-American War, 1900 did l1er best by sending this day eighteen men to swell the ranks of Uncle Sam's army. Aug. 10, '98, Learned to-day that one of them will never return to his home, Roland S. Scribner, o11e of the most popular men i11 his class. 28