University of Missouri - Savitar Yearbook (Columbia, MO)

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Sophomore Academic. Class Colors, Bronze and Pzzrjble. CLASS OFFICERS. G. L. ZWICK-Pl'6Sl.lZ767lf. IRVING BARTH- VE'ce-.Presz'denz'. ETHEL SWEARINGENiR6C0l'dI'7Zg Sec1'e2'a1j'. ELIZABETH CALDYVELL--Cl0l'1'6'Sf07Zfl1I'lZ,g' Secffeinzy. In the fall of 1893, when Missouri's fount of learning began to ove1'How With its annual Hood of Wisdom, a numerous and varied band of seekers afterknovvledge, gathered from the four points of the compass, started upon that rocky and difhcult road, beset with so many snares, jealously guarded at every point by a Cerlerus, Whose duty, and often whose pleasure, it is to pounce upon the wavering and cut short their career, which in the end leads to that much sought after and highly prized Bczcco:!rzzn'ez's A1'z'z'z1l1z. ' Of those of '97 who escaped the Y. M. C. A. delegates, and runners and porters at the station, who have survived the ravages of two football seasons, and eluded the snares placed before them by mean-spirited instructors, of those who are now living calmly and at ease, in the assured dignity of a sophomore existence, sing, O inspiring muse! Much is not expected of the slippery freshman, and seldom does the freshman overreach the expectation. His existence is a butterfly, irresponsible, and supremely happy, one, Wherein the responsibilities of college have as yet found no resting place. To him the beauties of the Latin poets are as 11aught to the result of the next football game, the circles of an Archimedes a trifie compared to the smile of a govvned and mortared college lassie. The tale of ,97,S freshman year is not as exciting as the opening chapter of a dime novel, yet several of its members furnished food for tales that will be incor- porated in college history, and told, with many a Well varnished addition, to cred- ulous freshies, When the class itself is but a memory. Looking from my window as I Write, I see the buds of '95 bursting into blos- soms, yet but close my eyes and I am back to the moonlit night in the early fall of '93, when five of ,97,S husky heroes raided the vineyard at the experiment station, and left huge remnants of their unmentionables on the barbed Wire when frightened 19

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away by the report of a shotgun. By another trick of the memory I behold i4Don Quixote attacking the windmill, on a bitter winteris night, while an appreciative audience thundered its applause from a neighboring snowdrift. Could anyone write a history of any class, or any man well known in college life, without having been a frequenter of '4Pearson's room, the place where every fellow went to meet every other fellow, to hit the pipe of peace, and to enjoy the hospitality which the giant who dwelt there dealt out to all comers. In this room Blac B., on the fifteenth day of November, 1893, declared his in- tention of overturning the whole University, to this room he returned, bloody and scarred, having succeeded only in tearing out three half bricks, and gashing his head. ,97, having lost several favorite sons in the awful revolution of March- 37, IS94, finished her freshman year in peace and quiet. In this year Captain Stables finished his freshman year, the fifth of his stay at the University. His cloth bound volume, published by the Carpers, entitled 4'Five Years a Freshman, or, HA Soldier of Fortunef' has received favorable mention by the reviewers. Our sophomore year is rendered noteworthy by two momentous events, the- completion of the main building and the entrance into our fold of Rxxtiwmexximh, an aspiring young man, whose desire to assist professors is highly appreciated by both faculty and student corps. The class organization took place in the early fall, and manifestoes were issued bidding defiance to any and all comers, on the gridiron, but no class took up ,97,S' challenge. '96 wished to play us, but having sent spies to watch our practice, were frightened off by Andy lNlcAlester's bloodthirsty rushes and brutal tackles. The year of our sophomoric term is well nigh drawn out, and the time nearly approaches when we shall part as sophomores, to meet again with the added dig-- nity of another year, and bearing the proud name of juniors. Perhaps in this short sketch some worthy has been neglected, whose name and deed should grace these pages,but the omission is not intentional with the historian, who has searched longingly for any material to aid his sluggish pen, prayed for inspiration, Then gnawed his pen, then dashed it on the ground, Sinking from thought to thought, a vast profound, Plunged for his sense, but found no bottom there, Yet wrote and tloundered on, in mere despair. M. .BO