Valparaiso University - Beacon / Record Yearbook (Valparaiso, IN)

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PROF. G. D. TIMMONS PROF. B. F. WILLIAMS PROF. H. N. CARVER .IJ

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outgrown and that is the generosity with which pop- corn was served every day at three oleloek. All through the year a part of each day was spent in the class room and during this term even a few of the class can be found with four or five hours work. Out of the entire class sixty-seven, a great per cent of them boys, choose to walk, or ride7 the rough, thorny way of Latin instead of the tranquil easy rode of the German student. The laboratory work, I mean sky work, in astronomy is being made a specialty of by a number of the boys with the help of lady assistants. Astronomy is a heavy subject re- quiring nearly thirty minutes a day of preparation. For the girls some parts of it are especially hard, the angle of declination being almost as hard to decline as an invitation to a ball. In electricity there should have been light enough for all; but a heavy Cloud overhung, and to some the book seemed to resemble ttThe Light that Failed. 7t During the class work in physiology, Professor Weems sacrificed the lives of nine hundred and ninety-one dogs, actual count. Some after a diet of mushrooms and pepperesauee were submitted to a lung capacity test and a determination of which was most fearfulethe bark or the bite. Others were set to chasing the iieeing rabbit, and the wisemen then estimated the degree of muscular fatigue by trans- ferring the ttpants,7 of one dog to the slothfnl body of another. This in part accounts for the scarcity of dogs and the high price of meat. At zoology lectures we had opportunity to learn everything from how to kill all parasites, how to prolong life indefinitely, what is the color of snakes eyebrows, to the Destiny of man ; but the definition: an organic individual is a ttsanitaryll mass of living matter, though originated by Professor Bennett seems a little faulty. Some masses of living matter, that really ought to be classed as organic individuals, I am afraid would not pass as sanitary. A students riot took place the night of the Media eal commencement. No Scientific ever told me he was in this, but we were doubtless represented to such an extent that it may be recorded in our his- tory. A number of students, knowing of the pres- ence of so many doctors, who could apply first aid to the injured, marched down town and back. A Visi- tor, a few days later, after reading accounts of this in the Chicago papers, was surprised to learn that buildings were still standing both on the Hill and in the down-town districts. July sixteenth the fairest women and the brav- est men of the University, in short the Scientific Class, met and posed for a group picture. Professor Kinsey and Professor Bennett in the costume of a grave-digger, were the only members of the facnltv who honored us with their presence. Tho Bryan has never reached the distinction of the Presidential chair we now have for president one of his neighboring statesmen, who resembles him not only in character but also in features, who as a poli- tician is much more successful than William Jen- nings, being elected by the unanimous vote of the Class. We go outenot as a classebut as individuals. Each must make his own history; the history of the following years may be greatly varied but it can hardly be more pleasant than that of the year just passed. Few years of our lives will be happier than those spent in college, so let each one think kindly of his associations here, and then we will realize-e ttHow unspeakably the lengthening of memories in common endears old friendsW

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CLASS POEM Lenora W. Taylor RITING poetry is no fun V RI As anyone knows who Is tried it; I wasnit born for a poetess, No use to try to hide it. But I belong to a class on College Hill As good as ever they make Iem, So when they asked me to write some rhymes I hadn7t the heart to shake ,em, I knew Itd have to run a bluff When the task to me was hinted, But Walt Whitman he wrote worser stuff And managed to get his printed. I thot of subjects great and grand, In puzzling over topics Of temperance logic, myth and tale From the cold seas to the Tropics. I went to Sagers7, walked to Flint To look for inspiration But ne,er a thought would come to me Except it was quotation. I went to lectures, to debates, And listened, some, to preachers, But neter a subject there I heard T0 beat tiOurselves and Teachers. For we are the class, the only class, That ever trod the Hill, Mere lawyers, engineers and such DonIt begin to fill the bill. This class of nineteen ten you know Where could you 13nd their betters To place the credit where Itis due To our teachers we are debtors. Mark Hopkins on a log itis said , With a boy could make a college, This sure is saying a good deal7 No doubt he had some knowledge. But we take off 0111 hats to those W ho striving to clear the mind of fogs, Keep a hundred- fifteen girls and boys Too busy to sit round on legs. They set us Herculean tasks As knights of old should carry When we were fresh and green and new, Of grave professms scary. But we did our best and won the goal Tho oft the way was stony, Too bad that now we have the spurs We Ive laid away the pony. Most everything has come our way To which we bent our will, Even Providence has been with us For we have our Grand-pa still. VVefve often tried his patience When excuses went on file, But we think that he half likes us By his hearty genial smile. We 711 meter forget where7er we go How we met in old room 0 Where everything had something to do With English History. Professor Bogarte grave, profound, With A-square as his helper, Taught us our mathematics sound, Maybe we didn7t swelter! W e sat up straight tried to look wise XV hen off this earth he led us To whirl around among the stars While Astronomy he fed us. With parallaxes, comets, tides, Or the distance to Neptune, We had our difficulties Like Kahn had with the 1110011. In this we gained some knowldge, Likewise we Ive had some fun, - Though we fear that Lucas still believes Thereis a dark side to the sun. In speaking of Astronomy Bogarte the best of critics, Says tiFor crushing self-importanee ITis good for Scientifies. II I erhaps W att knew some science But at Chapel they will say iiGo to room F for Physies7, There Cloud holds forth all day. Of mechanics and of fluids Of electricity and heat, His knowledge on these subjects It surely cant be beat.