University of Maine - Prism Yearbook (Orono, ME)

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I At the beginning of our junior year we had only sixty members. Realizing the dignity of upper classmen we applied ourselves more diligently to practical pursuits than we had done in former years. Hal Kneeland developed into a phenomenal baseball pitcher; Freddy Holmes found a precious moquet at Stillwater; Medder took an honor course in Physics; Toot became a lady-killer; Chad raised a moustache; Durgan invented new plays for the football team, and saved the honor of the college by fooling the Colby quarterback ; Pa decided to study for the ministry ; Frank Pressy and Allie Watson took to gambling ; and Farrington got married. All this took time and the year was well advanced before we realized it. Our Junior Prom, was all that could be desired and our Prism received much comment. Again we were successful in athletics, winning the class meet easily, and a few days later our third year of college life was over. This year we have taken up our duties with all our old time deter- mination. Five seniors played on the football team which won the championship of the State, and nearly all are as actively engaged in their work as though they were still freshmen and expected to “ plug.” Spud, the dancing master, is conducting a series of assemblies; A1 Wheeler is still attending recitations, though on his hard day he has Polycon and chapel; Hill Silver is devoting himself to sport since making the Phi Kappa Phi ; and Dutch Davis is making his debut. That the class is a very desirable one may be seen by the large number that are hovering on one side or the other of the matrimonial brink. The effect of so much hovering is evident in several of the members. Ilenry Cole, the class sport, is trying to reform; Wes Elliott knows all about the price of housekeeping as compared with boarding; Foster is wearing a new clean sweater ; Bill Thombs has left off using tobacco; and Fessenden and Jim Butman are designing a double tenement house. The time is passing quickly ; in a few months more comes the graduation of this illustrious class and then — we leave our reader to judge the rest. As a class we have striven to uphold and elevate the college and its interests, and after we have been called to our different ways in life may our dearly beloved Alma Mater keep warm in her breast a love for her departed children who compose the class of 1902. 34

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’varsity baseball team and winning a close second in the class meet besides having several men on the ’varsity track team. Just before Commencement we met with a great loss. One of our best men was drowned and the affair cast a gloom over us all. A sad memory is that of a bright spring afternoon when we paid the last tribute to our dear friend and classmate. On our return the next fall our number had fallen to about seventy- five, but activities immediately began. There was no drill and so we did not oblige the freshmen to scrape the diamond, though we did them up brown in the “peanut game,” 1G to 0, in seven innings, at the end of which they “squealed.” They felt so sore and homesick about it that we let them occupy the grand stand though Blaze, the mighty scrapper, contested manfully. The night shirt parade was a grand success this year and hugely enjoyed by all. Thinking the freshmen needed a little drill to round out their education we attempted to give them a few simple exercises, and the nights that followed were far more exciting than the days. Captain Bach was more interested in tactics than in Descript, and the barbers in Orono speak of those hard times as a “close shave,” even to the present day. Freshmen employed their feeble intellects to find a means of stopping the ravages on the innocents but all in vain. They all had to come, even if the stairways came with them and the very holes in which they crouched covered by hidden trap-doors. At times the fates turned and to this day a certain senior can not handle a box of blacking with- out a shudder. He was no bill board. Affairs reached such a crisis that Prexy sent several home on a little visit and more were soon to follow. The seniors, realizing our importance, stayed the avenging arm and we were saved, but only on the condition that we sign a paper agreeing lo do no more hazing. This we did ; we were thankful for even this chance. Our activities could not be entirely suppressed as the disappearance of the tongue to the bell in Wingate Hall shows, and by the way, that same tongue is now serv- ing as paper weights on certain seniors’ desks. Having agreed to do no hazing we did not feel like encouraging a scrap Ivy Night, and so there was none, though many of our men chafed under the restraint. In athletics we again took a prominent part, winning the class championship with a big margin and putting several men on the ’varsity teams. 33

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SENIOR CLASS, 1902 President, P. E. McCarthy. First Vice President, Fred E. Holmes. Second Vice President, Henry C. French. Secretary, Allen F. Wheeler. Treasurer, Henry E. Cole. Class Colors : — Dark Red and White. Class Yell: — Rickety Booji! Rickety Boon! Zip! Zah! Zu! Vive La! U. If. Nineteen Two. 35