University of Massachusetts Amherst - Index Yearbook (Amherst, MA)

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Applied Shakespeare and iJickens, Faculty. — We have seen better days. L. F. Clark, Hinds. — You two are book men. Lewis. — From the crown of his head to the sole of his foot he is all mirth. Boarding House. — And men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper. Eaton. — Let no man contradict me for I won ' t believe him. PiNGREE. — I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I. Adjemian. — And now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. Prof. Can — n. — The most senseless and fit man. W. H, Armstrong. — It is painful to reflect upon the perfidy of our species. Hubbard. — You must be a common scholar before you can be an uncommon one. Palmer. — Nature and accident have made me an author. DuTCHER. — Some men are remarkable for taking uncommon good care of themselves. ' 98 Index Board. — Some of us will smart for it. Emrich. — When your opinion ' s not wanted, and you ' re not spoken to, don ' t you give an opinion, and don ' t you speak. Junior Electives. — Nothing is past hope. 19

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tlniversiti Council, WILLIAM F. WARREN, S.T. D., LL. D., President of the University . EDMUND H. BENNETT, LL. D., Dean of the School of Law. BORDEN P. BOWNE, LL. D., Dean of the School of All Sciences. MARCUS D. BUELL, S.T.D., Dean of the School of Theology. HENRY H. GOODELL, M.A., LL. D., President of the Massachusetts Agricidtiiral College. WILLIAM E. HUNTINGTON, Ph.D., Dean of the College of Liberal Arts. I. TISDALE TALBOT, M.D., Dean of the School of Medicine.

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Ima 7 fater, Written for the Index by Charles L. Flint, ' 8i. 0© ROM the standpoint of the undergraduate how enticing the world looks. What possibilities nerve one to prepare for the struggle toward success which, fortunately perhaps, appears so easy of attainment. And none realize this more strongly than those of us whose college days are over, and who are bound to face the stern realities of life, whether we will or not. How gladly would we, if we could, let you profit by our errors and mistakes, that you might leave our Alma Mater well grounded in the lessons which we have been obliged to master, and which seemed to us, as they do now to you, only slightly harder, perhaps, than a little extra grind on physics or geometry. It is hard, too, at times, to overcome the realization that we can no longer assist, decorously of course, in the festivities of Freshman night, or in upholding the honor of Aggie upon the campus. Oh yes, we had our little experiences, in which figured at various times the old chapel, the flag pole, the cannon, and — yes, occasionally perhaps, some of our four-footed farm companions. We had, of course, our proportion of cuts and bolts, no doubt all that were allowed us, and we have been through, as you soon will, one of the hardest ordeals of college life — the parting — the getting through — the end. And how short those four years were as we look back upon them now. The rough edges are all rubbed away, and even those of us who worked while we played, are disposed now, I am sure, to look back with more or less regret toward the familiar college walls. True, we see changes — changes for the better ; it would be ungenerous of us not to wish it so ; but the associations are still there, the general surroundings which call to mind each incident of our college course are ever prominent, and with these before us, very rare is the man who can become entirely forgetful of the institution to which he owes so much.