Washington State University - Chinook Yearbook (Pullman, WA)

Text from Pages 1 - 320 of the 1906 volume:

K (Hfrittonk’nB VOLUME VI PUBLISHED BY THE JUNIOR CLASS of the State College of Washington Pullman, Washington (Emttrnts Departments . Page 16 Classes 56 Schools . 80 Athletics 101 Literary 125 Humor 166 Organizations 189 Oratory-Debate . 201 Society . 217 In Memoriam . 230 Calendar 234 Advertisements . 259 Jubgr Ifrrmatt ®. (Erolu Ab Crijifllalur, ftpgpnt atifc (Ettizw £b r % 3PattIjfnl STrtrnfc of tljp (EoUpijp JUDGE HERMAN D. CROW STATE COLLEGE OF WASHINGTON COLORS. FOUNDED 1892 YELL. Crimson and Gray. Rah! Rah! Ree! Rah ! Rah ! Ree! Washington! Washington! W. BOARD OF REGENTS. HIS EXCELLENCY, ALBERT E. MEAD, Governor of the State of Washington, Ex Officio. J. J. BROWNE _ Spokane U. L. ETTINGER . - Colfax FRANK T. BARNARD Seattle R. C. McCROSKEY _ Garfield E. A. BRYAN _ Pullman Ex Officio. 10 CHINOOK BOARD HUGH C. TODD _ Editor-in-Chief WILL J. JONES _ _ Business Manager ROY G. ADAMS _ Assistant Business Manager CLARE C. TODD _ Literary M. T. BRISLAWN _ Humor CHAS. WALDEN Art EUGENE ORMSBEE _ Classes, Departments JO McCANN _____ Calendar A. P. ANDERSON _ Athletics H. B. BERRY _____ Society PROF. O. L. WALLER PROF. W. J. ROBERTS CIVIL ENGINEERING. The science of progress is the key to the develop¬ ment of the world. For untold ages the world plodded along the same beaten cycles making little or no prog¬ ress till at length some master mind grasped the funda¬ mental idea that progress is a science; that every step in the progress of the world is but the realization of another truth. So the magnificent structures which span the yawning chasms and annihilate nature ' s bar¬ riers, the sinuous lines of cold, silent steel, surmount¬ ing every obstacle as they reach from ocean to ocean and over which pass the comforts of civilization, or the tortuous channel which carries the life-giving waters to transform the desert wastes into blooming gardens, all these are but stepping stones in the progress of the world, footholds from which we may advance to yet greater truths. We find the most advanced form of this progressive science taught in the Civil Engineering Department of the Washington State College. Here the minds of the ambitious youths are moulded by the ablest teachers of the West. The great lessons of accuracy and efficiency are so thoroughly instilled that after two years of general scientific work they are capable of grap¬ pling with the larger and broader questions of progress, as, Rail¬ road, Hydraulic, Irrigation, Sanitary and Structural Engineering. Here they learn the greatest lesson the world has to offer, the value of truth. The lawyer or even the statesman may deceive him¬ self and others by plausible logic, but the Civil Engineer soon learns that the penetrating searchlight of rigid analysis turned on even the most complicated structure will reveal all errors, all falsehoods. Thus the work continues until after four years of able guidance by the professors he can no longer deceive himself and is ready to enter the broad arena of life and make his mark in the progress of the world. Thoroughly prepared for the work before him, the world welcomes him with open arms. Competency is the keynote to success and competency is the watchword of the department. To educate the young men of the state to a fuller conception of the truths of progress, to make them masters of themselves, competent to grapple with the great problems of the day is the aim of the department. How well the department has succeeded is best told by its graduates, all profitably employed in the life work which they have chosen. 17 draftsman 18 6 6“ K ro - a 0 CHEMISTRY. This is the department where the students mix up some “stuff” and get something that they didn’t have to start with. Sometimes the “whole business goes up in smoke” with a little “blue blazes,” and all that is left is what you can’t see or taste or feel or hear, but still you’ll recognize its presence. This is usually done when company is expected. It leaves such a lasting impression with one who is not familiar with the work and the visitor never ceases to think of the self-sacrificing chemistry student as a martyr to the cause of science. Perhaps the most important, recent discovery made in this department is the reaction with glucose (c 6 h ii A 6 ) a dilute sol. of lactose (C„H „0„) and another organic compound, the chief constituent of which is theobromine ( C ? H 8 N 4 O z ) When this mixture is raised to a certain definitely known temperature it gives a heavy, amorphous, brown, solid precipitate, of a rich, sweet agreeable flavor and said to be of a highly nutritious nature, particularly as a brain food. This latter quality makes it very popular with the students of Stevens Hall in order to meet the drain upon their mental system, due to the heavy intellectual problems with which they have to deal. To enumerate the uses of the department is impossible with the limited space at our command. Suffice it to say that it stands for rapid progress and material advancement. Its usefulness in¬ creases as its numbers. (In pairs this year.) F. F. FLANDERS R. W. THATCHER PROF. ELTON FULMER W. R. BLOOR BOTANY AND ZOOLOGY The department of Botany and Zoology has four instructors, each of whom excels in his particular i line. One is famous for his agility in the use of the English language, being able to enunciate more words per second than any other person known to science. Another of the professors has a real cute little lithp and hith hobby ith thalmon. The third devotes his attention to bugs and babies, while the other is deeply interested in Domestic Science. With such a variety of talent among the faculty the de¬ partment is one of the most attractive to students. Another element contributing to its popularity, being absent in most other departments, is the fact that “there’s a girl for everybody” in that good old lab. Some of the courses consist partly of field work and such are especially alluring to those interested in campustry, as they are thus enabled to get in double time. The biological laboratories have in times past possessed an evil reputation among Preps on account of the exploits of the embryology classes while working with hens’ eggs. Taking all things into consideration this course is without rival in the Washington State College. The department of Agriculture and Horticulture stands at the bottom. The Engineers, the students of Economics, and of Eng¬ lish, will all tell you that. And we of the department acknowledge that it is true. Not, however, in the sense of inferiority, but at the bottom, as the stone foundation is at the bottom of the great sky¬ scrapers; or as the man with the ball is in the football scrim¬ mage. A sort of essential basis upon which all future progress develops. So then, it is for this reason that we are so de¬ sirous of perfecting the science of Agriculture; in order that there might be a demand for railroads, irrigating ditches, public servants, and school teachers; thus giving our friends of the more popular departments an opportunity to develop along their narrowed lines. DR. A E. EGGE H. C. SAMPSON ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND LITERATURE. The department of English Language and Literature in the Wash¬ ington State College is one of the broadest courses offered in the in¬ stitution. Here you can learn everything about English, from how to write a paper that must have an extra wide margin to contain all the red ink marks, or a debate that would put a Webster to shame, to an oration that would draw “iron tears down Pluto ' s cheek; you will learn more about English fiction than the master novelist knows, more old English than you can find room for in your head; and more about the great masterpieces than their authors knew; but, seriously, no one can be called an ideal college man who does not have an intelligent knowledge of the use of his mother tongue. More than this, by the critical and appreciative study of our masters of literature, one is brought into a broad sympathy with the world of thought, where are opened to him vast fields of enjoyment and companionship. In such boundless realms one lays the foundation, with the aid of those master workmen, Egge the wise, and Samp¬ son the eloquent, upon which a great structure of pleasure and bet¬ terment may be built. 2 4 PROF. W. G. BEACH ECONOMIC SCIENCE AND HISTORY. It is written that “the proper study of mankind is man ’ and it is true that leaders of men have always been those who could interpret the inner motives of their fellows. Again, it is written that “history is the essence of innumerable biographies,” and again it is true if it be understood as the composite of all the lives that have lived. Through history then lies the leadership of the world, for on her scrolls are written all the motives of man com- plexed from primordial nothingness; and the modern science of economics is but the interpretation of certain of these social mo¬ tives, a new construction of facts long known. In the course in History and Economics, then, we study man historical, social and economical, and upon a knowledg e of man in all these aspects depends the solution of the momentous problems of modern life. 25 P. S. GUILFORD PROF. H. V. CARPENTER MACK MARTIN A. A. MARDON MECHANICAL. A Mechanical and Electrical Engineering Department is an essential part of an institution such as the Washington State Col¬ lege. This is one reason why this department has received the attention and care necessary to enable it to do the required work with maximum efficiency. While the department is not attempting to build any railroad engines or steam turbines, nevertheless the work which is done in constructing engines, experimental apparatus and scientific in¬ struments required in the work of the department and for the instruction of the students is a real and pleasant surprise to those visiting the shops for the first time. The education of the student is not deemed complete with merely the theoretical knowledge as to how a thing may be done — he must learn to do it himself—and after he has done it once it is assumed that he can do it again. This idea governs the work from the first training in the wood¬ working shops to the last work in the machine shops. In the wood shops the student learns to handle the wood-working tools. Then this knowledge is applied to forming models. The models completed it naturally follows that they should learn to make the molds, the molds complete, the castings are made. Then a course in the forge room and the machine shops adds further to the student ' s skill. Having learned to manipulate his material he is far better qualified to design and plan their further manipulation. The department is well supplied with necessary equipment and the constant additions are further increasing its resources and raising the standard of work. 26 ( More 1 cat, u n d e T$tar J Th e filxaxt s 7ojTceC csr’ : PICTURE d OFFICE OFFICE X ' 1 f ”i F� MR. FAUST DE WALSH MODERN LANGUAGES. Long ago our fathers, living together in primitive unity,had budd¬ ed a tower in the land of Shinar to hold themselves ever as one. But Jehovah was angered and cursed them with a confusion of tongues so that they babbled unknown to each other and wandered as aliens over the face of the earth. For centuries thereafter they strove to make themselves known to one another, but their words remained as enigmas. Countless generations toiled to pierce the obscuring veil, but their toil was futile. Innumerable hosts of students la¬ bored earnestly, only at last to resign the struggle in despair. But out of the darkness came light, for there arose at the Washington State College a man of wondrous subtlety, and he builded a mar¬ velous instrument whereby the secret of language is made as purest crystal. Quickly the fame of Herr Barry ' s Little Verb Chart spread and grew. From all over the land the youths and maids gathered about him. and now every year they go out into the world again talking fluently in all the tongues of man. PROF. R. P. JARVIS The Mining Department is one of the strongest in the College. Prof. R. P. Jarvis was engaged two years ago with the under¬ standing that he would turn out Mining Engineers by the foot, yard, mile or any other method demanded by the public. As yet the stock is very limited, but nevertheless all “male ' orders will be 1)r. mptly filled. The “Spring Clearance Sale ' ' takes place June 22, and any person wishing a competent Mining or Metallurgical Engineer may secure the same at this sale or at any time prior. All articles in stock at that time will be sold at auction, going to the highest bidder. Come early and avoid the rush. 31 Our Military Department is the one institution of the College that can stand alone and independent. With each succeeding year the “rookie” is initiated into a life fraught with tribulations he must bear alone. Nevertheless, each man comes to the end of his three- year period with love for his company and drill, but, too, with thanksgiving in his heart, for no longer is he a member of the bat¬ talion, and neither the band, the infantry nor the hospital and signal corps can now attract him. But he has acquired a vast amount of good, for he has a discipline, a self-reliance, an ability to command, which are nowhere else obtainable, yet which will be of inestimable value to him in his life’s work. 33 MILITARY Roster of Staff and Line Officers. Captain Edward Kimmel, Artillery Corps, U. S. A.Commandant Staff. Roy G. Adams .Major Arthur Hooker .Captain and Adjutant Walter Stevens .Captain and Quartermaster E. D. Ickes .First Lieutenant and Signal Officer Company A. W. C. Knight .Captain E. M. Cheney .First Lieutenant Mr. Lilligren .Second Lieutenant Company B. J. H. Fulton .Captain Frank Spurgeon .First Lieutenant C. A. W. Dawson .Second Lieutenant Company C. Hugh C. Todd .Captain P. C. Clark .First Lieutenant Roy Bryant .Second Lieutenant Company D. C. R. Larue .Captain T. O. Morrison .First Lieutenant A. R. Botcher .Second Lieutenant 35 PROF. SOLON SHEOD GEOLOGY. The best does not spring forth in a day but grows step by step as necessity demands. The time was when there was no Depart¬ ment of Geology in the Washington State College, and when few people dreamed of there ever being one. But there was one man who saw clearly the possibilities and needs of such a department and bent his best efforts toward that end. By hard, consistent, and never-ending labor the department was gradually built up, while other departments flourished, and it sprung forth full fledged when the “call” came and ready to cope with all demands made upon it. The Department of Geology, with its admirable location, its efficient equipment, and, best of all, its head, stands second, in the west, only to Stanford, and in many respects equals that place. While as yet its age does not number in “years,” it flourishes and its use¬ fulness and necessity is now felt by the entire College, and there is every reason to believe that it is destined to rank first among the departments of the College. Oh. May Belle is a puzzling maid, For we girls can never figure— Of her two beaux, which she prefers, Is it Clare or is it Kreager? When Stuht to see the doctor went, He came home feeling sore. “Your system ' s full of Boyles,” The doctor told him, “Nothing more.” 36 MISS MCDERMOTT We may live without poetry, music and art; We may live without conscience, and live without heart; We may live without friends; we may live without books; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. A quarter of a century ago, when a young lady attended cook¬ ing school, it was a foregone conclusion that she intended soon to wed the man of her choice. But in this day and age a course in Domestic Economy merely goes to complete the education of the well rounded college woman. No matter whether she may show her skill along this line by making dainty rarebits for 4-0’clock teas for the elite, or by satisfying the hunger of a Palouse farmer with three substantial meals a day, the lessons learned in the Domestic Science laboratory will never come amiss. 37 PROF. CHARLOTTE M A LOTTE COURSES IN LATIN. The fact that our Assistant Professor of Latin has been made a Professor is evidence that the Board of Regents recognizes the usefulness of this department of our College and desires its useful¬ ness to be extended. To know the language, literature, art, and customs of any other people than one’s own, makes for culture and breadth, and especially is this true when the nation is one which has had such an influence on every phase of our civilization. Then, too, in the technical training and development which our College stands for, the Latin language is invaluable. To the economic and historical student who has placed his aim high, it is of vital im¬ portance, and is necessary in order to investigate the great social, political, and religious problems which have engaged the thought of cultivated men in the past—if we wish to avoid their mistakes. Latin is the universal language for the sciences. The entire no¬ menclature of Zoology, Botany, Agriculture, Horticulture, Phar¬ macy and Veterinary Science, as well as some which we do not teach in our College is based upon this language, since all nations can use the same terms without re-translation and newly discovered species can be named once for all time and all peoples. 38 HERBERT KIMBROUGH MUSIC. The popular department that has made such great strides toward the top round of the ladder of efficiency and perfection is called the Department of Music. Nowhere else in the Northwest can be found the splendid opportunity for a musical education that is open to all at the State College. The band, the orchestra, the glee clubs and the piano classes are popular and indispensable parts of our college life. The heads of this department, Professor and Mrs. W. B. Strong and Professor Herbert Kimbrough, with their high musical attain¬ ments, are responsible for the high standards established by the Department of Music, which is annually drawing many young men and women to this institution. 39 Cornets — Henry Porak, C. M. A. E- Howell. I. J. Putman. H. I. Ellis. H. P. Meyer. S. F. Morilan. H. W. Walter. N. C. McDonald. M. Manning. C. C. Galbraith. O. G. Jellum, Baritone. Altos and Horns — H. Montgomery. C. R. Swegle. E. E. Ward. F. Cline. Tenors — J. C. Scott. H. W. Rea ugh. S. Matthews. Trombones — H. A. Trippeer. J. A. Douglas. H. A. McLeod. Clarinets — A. F. Mattice. Roy Meyers. H. A. Mracek. D. Kincaid. J. I. Hess. A. H. Able. H. C. Howell. F. Wilson. C. C. Reid. D. W. Poole, Bar Sax. Drums — C. E. Guernsey. W. L. Charles. 40 THE ORCHESTRA. Violins— Oliver G. Jellum. Josephine McCann. F. F. Flanders. A. E. Howell. W. L. Charles. A. H. Able. Ira Church. H. Robinson. Joseph Slaybaugh. Second Violins — Blanche Thayer. Winnifred Jellum. Violas — Roy Adams. C. J. Walden. Cellos — Maurice Wind us. Edward Hobson. Basses — Angie Martin. Ella Jellum. Flute — E. L. Jenne. Clarinets — A. F. Mattice. Henry Mracek. Roy Meyers, Oboe. J. I. Hess, Bassoon. Cornets — Henry Porak. H. I. Ellis. French Horns— Deforest Cline. H. Montgomery. H. A. Trippeer, Trorn. E. R. Niebel, Tuba. Piano — Birdee Jellum. Drums — F. W. McMcKenzie. C. E. Guernsey. Tympani and Traps. W. B. Strong, Conductor • st Tenor MLAf JJgard M i.Montyornery C Scott st Bass £W Thorpe RK ne C C Ta Jbof . 2 net. Tenor CB.Stoht B.CA c.Croskey RGAdams 2nd Bass BA St mme FMcCit fy CC.Be d The Glee Club appeared at Waitsburg March 15. The new mem¬ bers were a little shaky. Knees wobbled, voices wobbled, but after the first encore they steadied down to fairly good team work. Prof. Strong forgot to bring an essential part of his dress suit, hence he was out of sight during the performance. A good house and many kind remarks. Dayton, March 16th. Things were doing. Club was taken in hand by the Gentlemen’s Club of the city. Fun at hand was every¬ where, and all the time. Opera house—“S. R. O.” at night. One of the boys made “goo-goo” eyes at the boxes. Some young ladies took several fellows in tow after the concert. We shall never for¬ get it. Ask Adams. Off to Walla Walla, March 17. Every man is a veteran by this time. It is now discovered that Bob lost his overcoat for good. It advertises the concert to walk from the hotel to the opera house in “full dress.” Walla Walla was in for a good time. There were four entertainments on in the city that night, but we got our share of the goers. The next morning several of the party were taken to the “pen” in a cab, but they managed to catch the train. In Spokane the Club took on some musical enthusiasm listening to Creatore’s band. Took the train for Ritzville same night to give Thorpe a few more hours of hearts ease. Another big house. Dance and feed after the show. Ritzville is a good place. Hear ye, all Glee Clubs! Go to Ritzville. Our Director spoke at the High School. He promises to refrain hereafter. 44 C ..§.rt.s. At Cheney the Normal gave us a dandy time, a good house and a “Come again.” Rosalia, a cordial welcome, notwithstanding a wet rain. At Oakesdale, March 24. Two years before we had failed. Not so now. The pretty little city had on holiday attire in honor of the boys. “Goldy” showed up and we were all glad to see him. One of the largest and finest receptions of the trip was given to the Club by Mr. and Mrs. Scott, “Happy ' s” folks. At Garfield we had another fine rain that sprinkled the streets, so we had no dust to speak of. Mr. McCroskey and wife gave the entire party a big dinner. We showed great appreciation while at the table and cherish fond memories of the event since. Any one who has the Glee Club at heart should give them a feed collectively or individually. 45 A Legend of Devil’s Canon. By Minola Hauschi ld. A weary, storm-tossed January day was drawing to a close. All day the wind had howled and raged, driving the dusty snow high around corners, leaving the open spaces uncovered and bare. As the sun neared the horizon a calm seemed settling over the troubled earth. The familiar objects had been scarcely discernible during the day, but as the storm lulled, their outlines against the pale western sky could be faintly observed. Over all hung a shadow, a dull, impenetrable shadow, peopled by strange phantasies. Looking down the canon toward the faintly lighted west, strange objects seemed to flit among the darker shadows of the black rock piles. It was this that caused Helen Foster, who was visiting Ruth Hayes at her stock-ranch home, to suddenly exclaim: “Oh! girls, I see Watua and her pony. See! There she glides down that ravine into the canon!” At this an expectant look came into the faces of those present and with one voice they turned to old gray Uncle A1 and said: “Tell us about Watua, Uncle; tell us about her. Here by the firelight in the twilight we will each be sure to see her Wiping his glasses on his bandanna handkerchief, the old, browned frontiersman said: “Very well, children; but you have all heard me tell the story, unless it is you, Helen. But it is one in keeping with the day. “Before the whites came here, long ago, even before I came, the Indians used to travel through this region, from the Spokane country to the Yakima country. The summers were spent north, sometimes as far as ‘B. C.,’ but with the coming of winter most of them migrated to the warmer Yakima country. The main trail lay directly down the canon as natural shelter was found here, as well as water and pasture. Why they called it ‘Devil’s Canon’ then, is another story. The stock all comes here during a storm and when the country was free, the wild horses came for miles and miles around to find shelter here during such a storm as this. Know- 51 ing of all this, the Indians always camped here on the journey to or from the Yakima country. “Old Patah was the chief of a tribe of Spokane Siwashes. He had only one child, Watua, and she was the pride of the old man ' s heart and the pet of the tribe. He was a grand old man for an In¬ dian and his superiority was noticeable in many ways. He was always fair in decisions and looked out for the welfare of the tribe in a firm, kindly way. Watua did not possess her father ' s instinct for looking ahead but was gentle and impulsive. She loved her father passionately. She had no particular friends or companions. A homely little white pony was her chief play-fellow. She was safe when riding him for he was sure-footed and never got lost. Often she would ride for miles, chasing down a coyote, but when the chase was over his instinct always guided him safely to camp. “On one winter trip to Yakima, a strange young brave came to camp one morning and asked to become one of the tribe. He stated that he was the second son of a chief of a tribe of Yakimas and as he never could be chief, he wanted to join their tribe and be just a common Indian. Chief Patah said little, but to Watua he shook his head and said: “ ‘Inketah has not a good eye. ' But he remained with the tribe. “Before he had been long with them, everyone knew that Inketah was suing for Watua ' s hand—and perhaps the white pony thrown in. The old father said little, but often when Inketah and Watua were together he would catch her full, dark eye and sadly shake his head. Hostilities began when Inketah asked for her hand. The old chief would not listen to it, but he had no one in mind he considered good enough for Watua. He said to Inketah: “ ' The winter is coming on now and we soon go to your people —the Yakimas. You may journey with us to them, then you must leave our tribe—and alone. ' “Inketah consented, saying little. But when Patah saw him talking to Watua, something about the young brave ' s face startled him. But no—he consoled himself, Inketah was not brave enough. “The third day of the journey found them halting for camp in 52 Devil ' s Canon. It was in December and all day a cold wind had blown from the northeast. Toward evening a fine snow began to fall and the old braves knew a blizzard was hurrying down upon them. Camp was made in the most sheltered place and preparations for the stormy night made. “Inketah and his particular friends of the tribe had kept aloof from the main body all day. This irritated Patah but he said noth¬ ing. He felt Watua’s great black eyes on him all the time, but when he looked at her she invariably turned her eyes upon the ground. When night came she refused to sleep in her father’s tent but insisted on sleeping with the wife of one of the braves. To this, strangely, her father objected, and after a few stormy words, Watua ran from the tent to that of the other brave. Her father called her, sternly at first, and then in the tone he used to call the willful child, Watua. But she would not return. Her father’s voice carried to her above the rush of the storm, bringing to her a flood of memories that carried her back to the beautiful long ago. “Just then a disturbance was heard among the horses and she heard her father start in that direction to learn the cause. A moment later her heart stood still, for she heard the horrible shout -that meant slaughter. This, then, was what Inketah had intended doing. She knew it all now. Instantly the entire camp was aroused and confusion followed. Perhaps a third of Patah’s followers were left but the chief was slain. “Inketah forced Watua to marry him, although he knew she hated him now, and the broken band traveled on to the Yakima country. “On their return in the spring they again camped in the canon near the place of the massacre. Now Watua was not the happy Indian princess, but on her face heavy lines of sorrow and repentance could be seen. She still rode the white pony, not as the reckless Indian maiden but as the broken-hearted squaw. “Strangely enough another storm came up after they made camp, but this time a spring storm. After it had spent itself and the pale stars were peeping out, Watua crept from the tent and went to her father’s grave. She was not a happy bride, for Inketah was cruel to 53 her. Besides she could not blot out the memory of her father ' s horrible death. Had she obeyed him he would never have been slain, and her sin could never be atoned for. Accordingly there was nothing left in life for her and she longed to die and be laid by his side. All was still, every one was sleeping and no one would care anyway. She drew a piece of the snake-poisoned liver and ate it. “In the morning they found her body cold and stiff upon her father ' s grave. Close by her side grazed the white pony. It was, indeed, a sad procession that left the canon. Watua was buried near her father but the Indians tell you that her spirit is never quiet during a storm. She wanders up and down the canon trying to find her father, for he calls her then. She can never find him so she seeks to atone the best she can by guiding strangers to a sheltered place in the canon during a storm. 54 It is with deep regret that the Seniors are now called upon to leave college associations, but it is with great pleasure that we real¬ ize that we are “soon to join the surging throng, and help to move the world along.” We will go, as many another class has gone, with the pleasure of achievement and the sadness of interrupted companionships. For four years we have been connected with the life of the institution, taking each successive year a closer place in its life. When we go from here to take up the work of the larger world, an advanced college, we will begin as Freshmen, green and untried to a great extent. Our success as upper classmen will depend upon the ability acquired in meeting the demands and conditions of col¬ lege life. We believe that our Alma Mater has given us the prepara¬ tion that will enable us not only to pass the entrance exams, in this largest of institutions, but to “graduate with high honor,” after having passed the tests of later years, in which questions mean ac¬ complishment. 56 BLANCH WEIMAR BAUM. Zoology . Vice-President Class; Secre¬ tary (i). Thesis: “Ethological Notes on Washington Ants.” FRED EBERSPACHER. Civil Engineering . Vice-President Class (4) ; Captain Class Track Team (3) (4), Baseball (4) ; Track Team (1) (2) (3) (4) ; Ever¬ green staff (4) ; Websterian. Thesis: “Minor Highway Structures.” OSCAR OTIS COFFMAN. Electrical Engineering . President Class (1) ; Treas¬ urer Class (4) ; Captain in Cadet Corps; President Elec¬ trical and Mechanical En¬ gineering Society (4)- Thesis: “Commercial Pho¬ tometry.” CLYDE ROSS GILL. Electrical Engineering. Football Team (i) (2) (3) (4), Captain (3) (4) ; Man¬ ager Baseball Team (4) ; Vice- President Students Assembly ( 3 ). Thesis: “Commercial Types of Integrating Watt-Meters. CARL ACHESON HAYS. Economics and History. Vice - President Columbian (3), Treasurer (4) ; Represen¬ tative Columbian Joint Society Program (1) ; Vice-President Y. M. C. A. (3) ; Delegate Y. M. C. A. Conference (2). Thesis: “Economic Re¬ sources of Countries Border¬ ing on the No rth Pacific Ocean. EDWARD HOBSON. Civil Engineering. Secretary Class (4) ; Presi¬ dent Civil Engineering Society (4) ; Treasurer Columbian ( 4 ). Thesis: “A Cross-over Be¬ tween the O. R. N. and the N. P. Railroads at Pullman. ELDRED JENNE. Zoology. Band and Orchestra (i) (2) (3) (4) ; Biological Expedi¬ tion to Grand Coulee for W. S. C. (1); Lecturer at Fruit Growers ' Convention at North Yakima (4). Thesis: “Insects Collected cn W. S. C. Biological Expedi¬ tions to Central Washington. GARFIELD JOHN MOR¬ GANS. Electrical Engineering. President Class (4) ; Vice- President Mechanical and Electrical Engineering Society 00. Thesis: “A Study of Alter¬ nating Current Motors. ELVA ESTELLE LIBBY. Zoology. Representative Class Decla¬ mation Contest (1) (2); Rep¬ resentative Class Oratorical Contest (1) (3); President Y. W. C. A.; Delegate Y. W. C. A. Conference (1). Thesis: “Structure and Life History of Gregarines. ERNEST RENO NIEBEL. Electrical Engineering. Member Band (i) (2) (3) (4); Member Orchestra (4) ; Vice - President Websterian (1), Treasurer (1). Thesis: “The Design of a Long Distance Transmission Line.” LUCY GERTRUDE MAC- KAY. Botany. Pharmacy Graduate ' 99; Vice-President S. S. P. A. ’98, Secretary ’99; President Y. W. C. A. ’98 ’99, Treasurer (1) (3) ; Vice-President Colum¬ bian ’qq. Secretary ’00. Thesis: “Notes on the Flora of the W. S. C. Cam¬ pus.” WALTER RICHARD REHORN. Civil Engineering. President Class (3) ; Foot¬ ball Team (2) (3); Treas¬ urer Athletic Association (2) (3) ; Evergreen Staff (2) (3) ; President Civil Engineering Society (4). Thesis: “A Cross-over Be¬ tween the O. R. N. and the N. P. Railroads at Pullman.” SAMUEL EGBERT ROBIN¬ SON. Agriculture. Winner Freshman - Sopho¬ more, Collegiate, Intercollegi¬ ate Oratorical Contests (2) ; Editor ’05 Chinook, Associate Editor Evergreen, Member Ex¬ ecutive Committee. Manager Basket Ball, President Web- sterian (3) ; President Asso¬ ciated Students, President Oratorical Association, Idaho Debating Team (4). Thesis: “Possibilities and Lines of Improvements of Wheats of the Northwest. PHILIP CHESTER SCHOOLS. Mcchanical Engineering. Vice-President Class (1), Secretary (2) ; Glee Club and Quartette (1) (2); Graduate Electrical Engineering (4) ; President Electrical and Me¬ chanical Engineering Society ( 5 ). Thesis: “A Study of Alter¬ nating Current Motors. BYRON ANGUS STIMMEL. Mining Engineering. Officer Washington (1); Glee Club and Quartette (1) (2) ( 3 ) (4). President (4) ; President Athletic Association : Vice-President Associ¬ ated Students, President Ath¬ letic Association (4) ; Web- sterian. Thesis: “A Study of the Methods of Treating Copper Ores. RACHEL KATHLEEN WAUGH. Modern Languages. Entered as Junior 1903-4. Thesis: “A Criticism of Present Day French Writers.” HERBERT WINFRED WALTER. Mining Engineering. President Class, Business Manager ’05 Chinook, Presi¬ dent Websterian, Whitman Debating Team (3) ; Business Manager Evergreen, Treasurei Oratorical Association (4). Thesis: “Treatment of Gold Ore and Design of a Mill.” 62 (Written by one who was disappointed in early youth, and has since grown long, black, curly hair and looked wise.) Of all the organizations in the Washington State College, the most exclusive, probably, is the present Junior class. To its exalted ranks are admitted only those renowned for wit, for beauty, for eloquence, for physical prowess. As a result of this wisely dis¬ criminating policy, the Junior class stands before the world as a body of young men and women of genius. Though, with the ex¬ ception of the young ladies, they may be very ordinary looking mortals, yet within their mighty brains are mighty thoughts grow¬ ing into still more mighty action; whether to use Dan Patch in getting through Mechanics and what the best way to get into the good graces of Mrs. Van Doren. The glorious roll of historic events connected with the story of the class from the first game of football, as Freshmen to the successful preparation of the ’o6 annual forms an important part of the annals of the Washington State College. A story it is of banquets that were swell, of straw rides that were divine (at least for the fellows with girls), of street fights that were bloody, of orations that thrilled the judges, of de¬ bates won and lost, of feeds that couldn ' t be swiped, of triumphs in love and war and athletics. All these things are graven on the escutcheon of the Junior Class, the annals of the gods can show none more glorious. In all these exploits, quality first, quantity afterwards, has been 64 the motto of the Junior Class. In everything save one has this been consistently followed. As no one can doubt, all the young men are superlative in quality, but alas! for the quantity. If meas¬ ured by the rule that capacity is the product of length, breadth, and thickness, where would they come in, for most are lacking in one dimension at least, and some in all three. Still there is this con¬ solation for them, their smaller size has only increased their abili¬ ties and (ladie s believe me) their all-embracing power. However much the gentlemen may lack, there ' s nothing wrong with the la¬ dies. What need to dwell on their charms? Whether dissecting bugs or the heart of a poor innocent, they still have the same all- alluring graces. The feeds, the candy-pulls, the straw rides which they have planned find an abiding place in our memories. The privileges of the Juniors are many, and well have they used them. In future years, whether as lawyers, teachers, engineers, politicians or what not, the same high standard will ever be main¬ tained whatever the cost. 65 One would scarcely recognize in the present Sophomores the first “Sampson’s Babies” of the fall of 1900. Coming, as we did, from all parts of this great country, the entrance to college was the first great event of our lives, and this, together with the football game played with the Commercials and our leaving Prepdom crowned with study laurels, constitutes the chronicle of this era. Then, with the opening of the college year in the fall of ’03, we took upon ourselves new responsibilities and fell heir to all the dig¬ nities and indignities of Freshmen. We could now look back upon our Prep days, and we felt pity for those who still labored in the toils. Our braveness evinced itself in a challenge to the Sophs to play football, but they, with a modesty never before shown, refused to play. So it was with all athletics except the Field Meet, when 68 the ’o7’s “scooped” the day. Hallowe ' en night we came prominent¬ ly before the public for the first time and asserted ourselves in a free-for-all fight with the Sophs. What the result would have been can only be guessed, for the two forces combined to fight water and the marshal, and succeeded very well indeed. In debate and oratory we were successful and found that within our limits we had men of superior ability. The Freshman class was left with much regret and many honors, on our part, and we became Sophomores in the fall of ’04. No longer could we flaunt our superiority of numbers over the collegiate classes, for there had taken our place as Freshmen, a numerous band of ex-Preps, and foreigners, who had much assurance, and little ballast in the upper portion of their anatomies. We grew older and wiser, while the new Freshies were concerned along other lines than that of filling their cranial vacuums. Taking everything into consideration, class honors broke about even. The class is still in its infancy, so far as life matters are con¬ cerned, yet the arms of fortune are reaching out from every direc¬ tion to help our members on to success, and the future looks more than bright for the class of ' 07. 69 Take Notice, all ye who read these pages: This simple and un¬ ostentatious chronicle, unlike the ordinary class history, is not de- signed to extol our many virtues nor to boast of our achievements, numerous and brilliant though they have been. The space allotted to us in this volume would indeed be inadequate for such a pur¬ pose. Besides this, our moral code strictly forbids us to stoop to anything so vulgar as egotism. On the contrary, we will even admit that our conduct has not always been just what our elders (the Soph ' s) would have ex¬ pected of us, and that at times it has, no doubt, shocked and an¬ noyed them to a degree. Here we might relieve our guilty con¬ science by mentioning our transgressions in detail, but to do this would be cruel and unfeeling, since it would renew in the hearts of our elders those bitter pangs of sorrow and mortification which our misdeeds have already occasioned. So we shall respectfully refrain from all reference to the hasty and irreverent manner in which we effaced their coat of arms on the smokestack. We will make no mention of having carried off the laurels in the Freshman-Sophomore debate. We shall say noth¬ ing about the crushing defeat which we administered to the Soph ' s in basketball. And we shall not make the slightest allusion to the 72 fact that we bear the unique destinction of being the first Freshman Class in the history of the College to win the annual inter-class song contest. The vivacious and glittering genius of the Sopho¬ more Class, itself, has told in song (?) and in drama (?) the mournful and pathetic story of how we once heartlessly and ma¬ liciously purloined and devoured their jelly-cake and how, upon another occasion, we basely and cruelly deceived and disappointed them by inveigling them into an attempt to regale their rapacious appetites upon an elaborately prepared feast of gunny-sacks and brick-bats. So it simply remains for us to say, in all modesty and truth, that we regard ourselves as the most promising Freshman Class that has ever graced the halls of the Washington State College. In proof of this, it is hardly necessary to call attention to the fact that the class of 1908 is especially noted for the number of men it con¬ tributed to the football team of 1904-5, for the gentility, loyalty and beauty of its young women, and for the great interest which it manifests in all forms of college activity. In a word, we believe that our advent here marked a turning point in the history of the College. We feel that our presence has added an impetus to the intellectual, moral and social life of the Washington State College. Indeed, so generally is this fact recognized that at its last session the state legislature was forced to concede that the institution had now risen to such a high standard of learning and culture that we were entitled to a more dignified title than that of “Farmers.” Ac¬ cordingly, after sending Governor Mead across the state to confer with the Freshman Class and obtain its permission to make the change, they decided to bestow upon us the more befitting appela- tion of “The State College of Washington.” “Weak Places Again.” “I see be th’ Ivergreen, Mike that th’ ’07’s have bin pickin ' weak places again,” said Mack, iv th’ ’08’s. How’s that?” asked Mike. Well, they’ve bin thryin’ iv late to bate in something. Mackay called a meetin’ iv th’ ’07’s an’ th’ class decided to bate th’ ’08’s in a game of fut-ball. Both teams lined up with shmilin’ faces an’ all th’ spectators thot th’ ’07’s wud win. They had th’ biggest men, but th’ ’08’s had th’ best an’ th’ fight f’r honor showed that th’ ’07’s wuz outclassed. Whin th’ ’07’s had their next meetin’ they discussed th’ ques¬ tion iv honor. Mackay wuz in f’r playin’ a marked deck. ‘We’ve got to win at somethin’ or bust,’ he told th’ class. Then Clipper discoorsed on th’ subject and rayminded his class¬ mates iv th’ fact that all iv th’ ’varsity basket-ball team belonged to th’ ’07 class an’ that they wud have a cinch if they played th’ ’08’s a game iv basket-ball. At these raymarks the assimbly clapped their hands an’ soon th’ ’08’s wuz preparin’ to meet their dume at th’ hands iv th’ invincible Sofomors. Whin th’ game wuz called th’ scene wuz treemenjously excitin’. Wan side iv th’ gym wuz thronged with des’prit Sofomors an’ th’ other side with hopeful Freshmen. Th’ game wuz fast an’ furious. It wuz inthrestin’ to see th’ enthoosiasm iv th’ Freshmen as their team threw gole afther gole. As th’ game drew to a close th ' Sofo- mor girls ceased to throw kisses to their players f’r it wuz ivident that they wuz skinned. Niver since Coxey disbanded his army has such a lot iv valyant people gone to their homes with their char- ished hopes blited as those Sofomors did that night afther th’ game. ‘There’s only wan more weak spot we can pick in that Freshman Class,’ said Mack at their nixt gineral meetin,’ ‘an’ that’s talkin’. We can skin em a city block iny day in th’ week whin it comes to talkin’.’ Clipper nodded his approval, so a date wuz set to debate th’ green-eyed Freshmen. 77 Whin th’ fight came off in th’ chapel th’ room wuz crowded. It wuz an’ inspirin ' sight fr th’ judges, whin they were awake. Here an’ there brillyant faces cud be seen denotin’ th’ prisince iv Sofomors. The debaters wuz cam an’ sober. They wrapped their argyments up in folds iv heart-rendin’ oratory an’ handed thim to th’ judges wan at a time. Whin th’ last speaker had sat down the judges arose an’ wint out to unwrap th’ packages to see who had won. Th’ aujidence sat there weepin’ until wan iv th’ judges put his head in at th’ door an’ said that th’ Freshmen had won.” “Didn’t th’ Sofomors ever win at anything?” asked Mike. “Yes, wanst they did. There wuz an oratorical contest an’ th’ Freshmen entered only wan man. As soon as th’ Sofomors heard iv it they entered four contestants an’ won a straight clean victory.” “Well,” says Mike, “they did what they’d bin thryin’ f’r so long to do, to beat at somethin’ didn’t they?” “Yes, they did,” said Mack, “an’ they did it square.” GfVne tbirtvj cent . Yh V or VVevnt Ver — Cord — OF Ro j iWe joufO. 78 MAYNARD ROSENBERGER CHARLES FRAZIER DR S. B. NELSON VETERINARY. Here is where cruelty to animals is taught to the younger generation; here is where “Dr. Cummings’’ swings the meat-axe; here is where the lady mem¬ bers of the faculty make a stand in the interests of the humane society, and yet the world lets such things exist. Why? Because, when the Veterina¬ rian puts a horse underground he saves a hundred others. Because this great department, the only one in the Northwest, is putting its graduates into the field, at large salaries and incomes, where they do wonders in the interests of the horse and the cow, and raise and maintain a high standard among the stock of this country. 80 PHARMACY. The Pharmacy Department of The Washington State College, though young in years, is steadily growing in importance, that is, in regard to its rating among similar schools of the country. Here¬ tofore our school has seemed an unknown quantity, but quite re¬ cently its importance has been recognized by the State Board of Pharmacy of New York (one of the strictest boards of the country), with the result that our school has been placed on the accre dited list of that board. Neither at home can this pill-rolling bunch of “Baldy Watts” be called a dead one, for in nearly all branches of athletics and college life it furnishes more than its quota of mem¬ bers. It is represented on the track team, in the band and orchestra, and many of the “skull and cross-bones” individuals may be seen doing stunts on the baseball diamond. In fact, in nearly all student organizations it is represented. Up to and including this year the course has consisted of but two years, but beginning next year it is desired to create a four- year course and give a B. S. degree on completion of the prescribed work. That they are well prepared to follow the profession for which they have fitted themselves in this school is demonstrated by the fact that our graduates find immediate employment after going out into the world. Many at present are in business for themselves and doing well, while others are drawing good salaries as clerks. The Pharmacy Department is divided into two classes; first, the Senior Class, whose troubles are nearly over; second, the Junior Class, whose troubles have just begun. The members of the Junior Class, who are full of vigor and perseverance, are at present labor¬ ing hard surmounting the obstacles which are so well known to this department. The present Senior Class entered the institution in the fall of 1903 with a deficit of knowledge, but unlimited assets in the way of noble ambitions for the improvement of the human race, but after the absorption of Pharmacognosy and Botany under the unsophisticated “Stubby ;” the digestion of Materia Medica and 82 Pharmacy fed to them by the ‘ ' Ever youthful Watt; the hypoder¬ mic injections of Physiology and Therapeutics by the disciplinarian Nelson ; the thorough saturation of their craniums with Pharmacy Nomenclature by the Sympathetic Barry; the satisfying of their chemical affinities by the awe-inspiring Fulmer, and the taking of quantitative analysis under Mr. Bloor (the great opponent of race suicide) their standard of knowledge is more in accord with that of their ambitions. 83 When a student enters the Washington State College and makes up his mind to take some course to fit him for the struggles of the business world, he generally wanders up to the second floor of College Hall where Mr. Bean does his best to enlighten and instruct him in the subjects that will enable him to earn his daily bread, and to put up a good fight with the struggling business men of the world, with whom we will all have to rub shoulders in the future. And the better equipped we are with good sound business knowl¬ edge the easier will be our battles. Perhaps we never intend to be a bookkeeper, but then in this world we never know what is ahead of us, and how many people, especially cripples, can keep books when they can do nothing else; or, if a man is in business for him¬ self, he is in a poor position if his books are as Greek to him. To be on the safe side of his business he should have a tho rough knowledge of bookkeeping. The School of Business does not fit capable bookkeepers, alone, for while Mr. Bean has his students pondering over a trial balance (that won’t balance) Prof. MacCracken is instructing his classes in stenography and typewriting and demonstrating to the young Washingtonian that there is a better and more profitable use for his nimble fingers than digging potatoes in the Palouse or dams on the Sound. 86 The School of Business has had a steady growth for the last five years, but this year it has climaxed them all by enrolling 98 students. Eight of this number are candidates for graduation this year. This is the largest number of students ever enrolled in this department, and we hope the steady growth will not be checked, but it is our desire to see the good work go on. 87 ELEMENTARY DEPARTMENT On high Olympus—and in Prexie’s office—I am known as the esprit dn corps of the Elementary Department of the Washington State College. College spirit, of which I am a part, is my only peer. There are few finer assemblies in the community than the “Prep Association ' over which I preside. True, my children have their troubles and failings. Woe betides the erring Prep who ap¬ pears before his red-headed “father without having learned his “letters. Being children, they must needs have toys and so cut their teeth on the round ring of oratorical eloquence, rattle their tiny thoughts as if in debate, and blow the trumpet of their suc¬ cesses on all occasions. Yet they are learning to put away childish things. Each year a band of the m discard their toys, quit the farcical stage of Prepdom, and enter the comedy of college life, there to continue preparation for the drama to be acted outside the walls of the Washington State College. IN LAKE O’ PUDDLE 90 91 Sapp ' s Appeal. My Prex, your anger has outdone your sense. Annul my credits, drive me from the dorm, Fire me if you will; but my name, my deeds Are famous in a land you’ve never seen. Pass sentence on me if you dare; from profs, Lo, I appeal to Nalder. Be just, old man. I found your college rent with jealousies And reeking with the smallpox, lawless rookies, And brainless profs. Whitman fomenting discord, “Washington” her clutch on public funds; Idaho Forging the prodigal gold of Coeur d’Alene To athletic thunderbolts. Athletics lay dead. Debate was at a standstill; your “army” mutinous, “The Association” bankrupt. “Would you now Revoke your trust, so be it?” and I leave you, Sole supremest Prcxie of the greatest college from Pacific to the Rockies. Look without— No foe not humbled: Look within—the Vets “Quit for our school, their old Hesperides, The golden” Iowa. While throughout the halls Of your vast institution, march ingathering Crowds, students, the backbone of the college. Sir, I know That men have called me foolish; I am not—I am wise. I found the students divided, Collegiates overbearing and Preps on the war path, Sloth in the class room and chaos within the dorm. Bed-rolling a common practice, and old rules Covered with dust and cobwebs. I have rebuilt the dorm and on the roof Of the new gym, with its handsome flagpole The stars and stripes, in my honor Float at half mast. What was my object? Meanness, some say; some adventure; notoriety some. Not so—My object was a feed. 97 SCHOOL FOR ARTISANS. The Scho ol for Artisans is a one-year course. Its object is to turn out practical engineers and draftsmen. The student in the Artisan course, receiving, as he does, instruction by competent in¬ structors in the various engineering departments, has every facility to improve his mechanical ideas. The excellent facilities which are made available in the mechanical laboratory, and also in the boiler room, make this course of great value to the student who is seek¬ ing to gain practical knowledge in the mechanical line. A very im¬ portant part of the course is the instruction given in electric wiring by Prof. Carpenter. Here the student acquires a knowledge of how wiring ought to be done in different places to insure safety, and every engineer of ability ought to have this in order to insure suc¬ cess in his profession. The success of students in this school in the past is a sufficient guarantee that this course will be continued for many years as a branch of the mechanical engineering depart¬ ment, which has made famous the Washington State College. MISS GERTRUDE SAXTON MISS STELLA M. WILSON THE LIBRARY. Gertrude Saxton, Librarian. Stella M. Wilson, Assistant. The library is a place for study—sometimes. Hiding behind 10,000 massive volumes of the best thought of the world, and the poorest, rest the studious students, two by two, studying faithfully their lessons part of the time, but now and then reminding one an¬ other of the times they had down the track on a Sunday afternoon; out on the campus with their Campustry club, or recalling the differ¬ ent letters they had written during vacation. Then opening one of the 4,000 government documents they plunge into a subdued laugh¬ ter, apparently amused at an important decision of the Supreme Court—when tap, tap, tap-p-p-p goes the famous pencil of the chief who, supported by her assistant who sends out postal cards to obtain “gum money;” feels the responsibility of maintaining peace, order and good sense within those sacred walls where rest the remains of Shakespeare and Goethe, Ridpath and Ricardo, Edi¬ son and Newton. 100 ATHLETICS. HISTORICAL. It has come to be generally recognized that it is essential that the body should be trained and developed as well as the mind, that the highest and best ideals of life can only be attained by a proper com¬ bination of both. Only he who has a thoroughly disciplined mind and a sound, well-developed body can live the full amplitude of life. The slow but steady development of modern athletics is the recognition of these basic principles. At the Washington State College the history of permanent ath¬ letic organization dates back to April 18, 1894. We are just enter¬ ing our teens as competitors for athletic honors in the Northwest. Ten years ago, when our athletes decided to measure their strength against their sister institutions, we had no adequate grounds, no coach or physical director, no gymnasium. But despite all these drawbacks, our sturdy athletic pioneers set to work, and time and again turned out teams that competed successfully against larger and much older institutions. The most striking characteristic of the Washington State College athletes has always been their ability to overcome and master seemingly insurmountable obstacles. Pa¬ tiently, persistently, conscientiously they labored to bring athletics to the place they felt it deserved. Little by little, slowly but surely the reward came as it comes to all who persist in a true cause. The student body learned to ap¬ preciate their unselfish efforts. Gradually more favorable condi¬ tions were secured. The grounds were improved, a coach and di¬ rector was secured, and at last a splendid gymnasium. But the best, and we sincerely hope the most lasting result of our pioneers’ labor, is the high standard to which it raised our athletics. Neither the professional nor the sport found any place in their ranks. Their earnest enthusiasm and self-sacrificing spirit offered no compensation to the former and no reward to the latter. 101 Our athletes find their reward in the thrill of the contest and the appreciation of their efforts by their fellow students. Today, after ten years of patient, persistent labor, we hold a reputation second to no other institution of our age in the West. The cause of our success is not hard to find. Our boys have thor¬ oughly learned the great lesson that there is no short, easy road to success. The student body also has learned that the way to success lies in unity of effort and interest, and in enthusiasm in the undertaking at hand. This common interest and enthusiasm in a common cause is the reason for our success. As a captain of a visiting team said: “With such enthusiasm and support we could do anything.” No doubt but that they could. We have certainly accomplished the impossible. Today, after only ten years, we have an able coach and trainer, a splendid gymnasium, a thorough athletic organization, incorpo¬ rated under the laws of the state, and the best athletic grounds in the Northwest. Fortune has, indeed, been kind, and while we cannot, like the an¬ cients, cast the horoscope of the future, yet all signs clearly point to a glorious future laden with even greater rewards than those we have reaped in the past. 102 FOOT BALL. The past season was one of unusual merit. We did not win the Northwest championship, but our boys made a record of which we are proud. But four games were played. The first two were lost by narrow margins. Why or how it is unnecessary to relate. Suffice it to say that the faith of the student body in the team re¬ mained unshaken by their first two defeats. That their faith was well founded is shown by the last two games of the season. Under the very able coaching of Mr. Sweeley the team steadily improved until on Thanksgiving Day they gave the sturdy sons of Marcus a scare from which it is likely to take them several years to recover. Football Team. Sweeley .Coach Thorpe .Manager Stewart, c. Nissen, 1 . e. Hardy, f. Collins, 1. g. Rehorn, 1 . e. Gill, (Capt.), r. h. Morgan, r. g. Goldsworthy, r. e. Brislawn, sub. Thayer, r. t. Lobaugh, 1. h. Chidester, sub. Sapp, 1. t. Cardwell, q. Games. U. of I. at Pullman, Oct. 2I___ U. of W. at Seattle, Oct. 29- U. of M. at Missoula, Nov. 16. W. C. at Walla Walla, Nov. 24. Opponents . W. S. C. Score 5 0 “ 12 6 5 6 4 34 0-5 103 E . M. SWEELEY, COACH ' y ’■ Ml 106 A 1, ' We 72 n 6- 2. io 7 TRACK, Of the various branches of athletic sports those of track have of late years occupied a prominent place. Owing to the inclement weather, which prohibits early outdoor train¬ ing, this branch of athletics was sadly neglected until the com¬ pletion of the new gymnasium. Since then it has leaped to the front in bounds. Last year the track men con¬ tinued indoor training all win¬ ter, and when spring welcomed the runners to the splendid out¬ door track the effects were evi¬ dent. T Under the able direction of Captain Godman, who himself set the example, the squad worked faithfully and the re¬ ward came when Idaho went down with a score of 81 to 41; Montana 87 to 26, and Whit¬ man 84 to 48. In their eagerness to place a high standard for other teams to reach, the boys lowered the college records for eight of the thirteen standard events, only Krugers record for the mile, Evans’ half mile, O’Brien’s broad jump and low hurdles and Person’s high jump were considered sacred by Captain Godman and his band of enthusiastic braves. W. S. C. Records. Event. Winner. Record. 50-yd. Dash . . G. W. Palmerton.5 3-5 sec. 100-yd. Dash . . R. M. Godman.101-5 sec. 220-yd. Dash . . R. M. Godman.224-5 sec. 440-yd. Dash . . O. A. Thomle. 5 J 2-5 sec. 880-yd. Run . . J. B. Evans.2 min., 5 sec. i-mile Run ... W. C. Krugel.4 min., 391-2 sec. 120-yd. Hurdle . F. T. Barnard.163-5 sec. 220-yd. Hurdle . P. O ' Brien.271-2 sec. High Jump . . E. Person.5 ft. 7 in. Broad Jump . . P. O’Brien.21 ft. 1 1-2 in. Pole Vault . . Ralph Cowgill.9 ft. 8 in. Discus ... J. Nissen.104 ft. 7 in. Shot . . . Fred Preston-.. . 38 ft. 6 in. Hammer (15 -lb.) . Fred Preston.116 ft. 63-4 j n - Hammer (16-lb.) . O. A. Thomle.109 ft. 6 in. no BASEBALL Of the many lines of athletic sports in which we have won honors in the past year, the most conspicuous is baseball. Nine collegiate games played and not a single one lost is certainly a record which will stand as a landmark; a record of which we are frankly proud. If we may dare to consider comparative scores the work of the team is yet more marked—102 to our opponents 24 is certainly a telling ratio. By all lovers of the great national game Captain Thorpe and his bunch of heavy “stickers” will long be cherished as a favorite topic. Certainly not until, if possible, a yet greater record has been estab¬ lished will they tire of telling how it happened that our boys just kept playing ball while our opponents kept carrying off the light end of the score. Baseball Team. Wester Manager Thorpe . Captain Ashmore Coach Barnard Anderson. Waller. Miller. Ellis. Saunders Skeels Sargent. Jayne. Gilpatric. Games. U. of I. w. s. c. April 27 4 5 0 5 0 3 June 1 3 21 Whitman May 19 1 17 May 20 . . 6 7 May 29 . 1 17 U. of W. May 13 2 10 May 14 . 7 18 B 3 sJi e OpnA-. Basketball Team. Brislawn Smead, g. Smith, g. Maloney, g. Lund, c. Fulton, (Capt.), f. Agnew, f. Manager Games. S. A. C. at Pullman, Jan. 14 Whitman at Walla Walla, Jan. 20 Whitman at Walla Walla, Jan. 21 Whitman at Pullman, Feb. 17 Score. Opponents. W. S. C. 14 20 22 12 13 14 II 17 114 Tennis has had a wonderful development in the last two years. Today there is scarcely a student who does not look to tennis for at least a part of his recreation. The young ladies are as enthu¬ siastic over the game as the gentlemen. During the glorious spring days, such as only the Palouse region affords, the numerous courts are in almost constant use, “from early morn till the close of day ' The College boasts of some of the finest courts in the Northwest. Each of the Collegiate Classes has its own court, while the Prepara¬ tory Department supports two and the Pharmacy one. In addition to these class and department courts we have also two tennis clubs, The Elite and the T. E. M. B., each with a splendid court and a full roster of members. The Junior Class has commenced arrangements for a number of class tournaments and before the year closes we hope to meet a number of the colleges of the Northwest in intercollegiate tennis tournaments. 118 Sophomore Team. PlCKRELL SWEELEY Gill .Manager Reed, c. McKay, r. g. Hess, Thayer, r, t. Fulton, Smith, r. e. Maloney, 1. g. Stewart, (Capt.), 1.1 Score : ’o8, o—’07, 0. Chidester, 1. e. Grimes, q. Thomle, 1 Hubbard, Pickrell, 1. h. Cheney, r. h. Umpire Referee 120 Freshman Team. Bouldrox Manager Slambaugh, c. Love, r. g. Wilkinson. I. g. White. I. t. Collins, r. t. Perkins, 1. e. McLeod, r. e. Goldsworthy, (Capt.), f. Smith, q. Spaulding, r. h. Miner, 1. h. Lund, sub. 12 MRS. NANCY L. VAN DOREN PRECEPTRESS When I was a little girl and had done something particularly wicked I always sentenced myself to some disagreeable task as a sort of salve to my stricken con¬ science. Now that I ' m grown, of course I never do anything actually wicked, but sometimes I do remind myself of a—yes, of a ninny. I ' ve just been one. and for penance I’m going to write it all down in plain, unvarnished truth. Sue’ll tell it anyway as soon as she gets over her first bliss and begins to recall the past, so I might as well make my confession first. It all began this way: Sue and Marie were having one of their semi-annual confessions one evening when they were working turn¬ overs for their collars, and I happened to overhear part of their sacred confidences. 125 They were discussing their love affairs, and calmly counting the broken hearts they’d left behind them. Sue counted up five while she hemstitched one collar and goodness knows how many more before she got her French knots done! Marie wasn’t far behind her, and there they sat, stitching away in triumph and I—I envied them! Sue is tall and graceful, has heaps of black hair and a dreamy Southern way about her, while I haven’t even an eyelash worth men¬ tioning and I’m freckled and plain, positively plain. I never could make a single graceful movement. I tried it once and spilled a cup of hot coffee in my lap. I’m always saying what I think and thinking what I oughtn’t to say. Sue has a shy way of look¬ ing down and Marie sparkles her eyes, but my eyes were made only to see with. Sue affects long, clingy gowns; Marie always looks stunning. I like a short skirt and a shirt waist and I suppose men don’t fall in love with such garments nor the girl inside ’em. Just the same I couldn’t help longing to break one heart; not so he’d never get over it, you know, but just enough to—well, just to know I could. Sue and Marie sewed on contentedly when suddenly Marie low¬ ered her work and said, with a sigh: “Do you suppose Belle will ever break a heart?” “Poor plain little sister,” answered Sue, as she sadly consigned me to Tabby cats and tea. Tabby cats, indeed! I tell you I was mad clear through, and that was the occasion of the solemn vow and covenant I made with plain Belle Stafford ; yes, and the be¬ ginning of my career as a goose. Since it was no use for me to try the game along Sue’s or Marie’s lines I resolved to proceed on strictly scientific principles. First, I decided there must be a “man,” so I started out to find one that would fill the bill. You’d be astonished if I should tell you the half I learned of men in the next two weeks. Finally I decided on one, a fine-looking, broad-shouldered fellow with brown eyes (mine are kind of green) and black hair. He seemed to be an im¬ pulsive youth and I decided that the girl he made love to would be sure she’d broken a heart before he got through. 126 Now, since that was settled—I was so relieved when I had de¬ cided on one—I began to plan my campaign. First I went to the library and looked through the magazines. I found five suggestive articles. The first was “Why Young Men Do Not Marry.” This article solemnly assured me that the real trouble was with the girls and not the men. “Girls were so impractical, so ignorant of practical housekeeping, (how I rejoiced over my semester ' s work in cooking) so extravagant! (who could call a girl in a shirt waist and short skirt extravagant?) so hard for the average man to understand.” Well, I could have shouted! I read the others, too, and they were all encouraging. I’m sure I don ' t see why some of the authors of such articles don’t come West. I ' ll wager— but I ' m digressing. “To resoom,” as Samantha says. One even¬ ing when Sue was particularly beneficent I meekly asked her if she would do me a favor. I didn ' t intend that she should know my plans, but I had to have her help. I said, “Sue, you know Jack Wilton, whom I told you I met about a month ago at Dot ' s party?” “Why, no, child.” She looked at me keenly. “I never met him.” “Well, I knew you didn ' t”—why do I always tell the truth?— “but I—I kind ' uv liked him, you know.” “Well?” questioned Sue. “Well,” I blurted, “I want to give a party, Sue.” “A small party?” questioned Sue again, her knowing eyes fixed on my face. “Why, yes, I’ll arrange it.” She pinched my cheek and went away laughing at me over her shoulder. About a week later she announced casually that Jack Wilton and Tom Parker were coming over to spend the evening. I gasped. I had intended Sue to invite at least ten of my friends along with Jack Wilton. Sue didn ' t like my silence. She pouted and called me “ungrateful,” so I plucked up courage and resolved since I had put my hand to the plow—as poets say—not to turn back. How friendly and bracing my dear old shirt-waist suit did look that evening when I went to my room to prepare for the ordeal— for so it began to look to me. I was all ready when Sue came trailing into my room in her prettiest house dress. She stopped 127 and stared. “Well, Belle, that dress, of all things ' she cried with contempt. Going to my closet she brought out the dress I feel most awkward in—the one everybody likes but me. “Now,” said she, with the eye of a general, “take that off and put on this. Hurry! You ' ve only fifteen minutes at the most.” I expostulated but Sue had her way, and when I was arrayed in all my glory, and was fully possessed of that stiff Sunday feeling that certain clothes always give me, in sailed Sue and serenely pinned two white rosebuds into the side of my do-up. She then backed off a few feet and with her head on one side, studied the general effect. “Belle, look down a moment.” I looked at my feet. “I think you want to sit on the chair by the big mirror,” she said, professionally. “The back of your hair with those rosebuds is pretty.” “Thank you,” I replied, “but why not dispense with the mirror and sit with my back to him?” “You are so queer, Belle,” said Sue, looking offended; and just then the doorbell tinkled in the room below. Gathering up her skirts into a frothy swirl, Sue swept down the front stairs and I followed with those rosebuds tickling my neck, and my freckles for once submerged—in a sea of guilty color. “Go to the door,” said Sue, pushing me before her. “I can ' t,” I gasped. Sue laughed lightly and stepped into the hall, while I waited, with growing fright, in the empty front room. Suddenly it flashed upon me that I would feel much less awkward if I sauntered into the room when they were all there. Just as I skipped across the room Sue and two young men appeared in the hall doorway. They all paused awkwardly, while I, without waiting to recover my wits, bolted out of the room, turned around and stumbled back again. Sue, with a spot of angry color on each cheek, said in her most languid manner, “Mr. Wilton, I want you to meet my little sister, Belle.” 128 Dimly, as from a distance, 1 heard someone—whom 1 pitied— saying, “Jack—Ja—J—Mr., How do you do?” Tom looked hard at me. Sue’s mouth lost its pretty curve and became a severe, straight line of red. We all sat down solemnly. 1 stared into the mirror and noticed that Sue’s back-hair and not mine was reflected from it. Tom, an old school friend of mine, as frank as ever boy could be, looked at me a moment, and then said, “Belle, aren’t you going to speak to me at all ?” “Tom,” I cried, “I suppose you think I’m crazy?” “Why, it kind of looks that way,” he drawled, slowly, and then, to my infinite relief, everybody laughed, even Jack Wilton. As long as I live I shall have a kindly feeling for dear old Tom. Soon Marie came in, and then we all drifted to the piano and stood about it singing college songs. When all was going smoothly I slipped away to the kitchen, and started to make a pan of fudge. When it was done I carried a big plateful back to the parlor with me, and found Jack Wilton turning pages for Sue while she was doing what no one can do better—singing dreamy Southern love songs. Jack Wilton took a piece of fudge, ate it, and turned more pages, while Sue played on and on. I know he liked my fudge because he ate at least six pieces, but he forgot to say anything about the candy. Tom didn’t forget though—he said I was a fine little cook, but even that could not comfort me, for my plans were failing before my very eyes. I couldn’t keep my eyes off Sue. She was beautiful, clever, fascinating, that evening, and she entertained my guest so thoroughly that he staid on and on. At last I crept out of the room when no one noticed, and about half an hour later Sue opened my door. “Why, Sis!” she cried, “when did you come to bed?” This was too much. I turned to the wall and Sue hurried on: “Oh! Belle, isn’t he handsome? I like him immensely. I wonder if I sang well tonight?” “Oh! it’s evident,” said I, a little bitterly, “if it will give you any satisfaction, that you will soon have another heart on your list.” Sue’s lazy laugh rippled out, but she continued to talk of Jack 129 Wilton in a manner more enthusiastic than I had ever observed in her. Would she never cease? I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep so she should have no chance to allude to my strange be¬ havior if it occurred to her. I dreamed that night that Tom Parker was the author of one of the articles on matr imony which I had read. A week later Mr. Jack Wilton called again. I wore my shirt¬ waist suit that evening and Sue said never a word concerning it. A week after that he came again, but I didn ' t even go down, and from that time I never tried to keep track of his comings or goings. He was always just arriving or just leaving, anyway. Last night Sue and Marie were talking again. Sue was hem¬ ming napkins when Marie boldly asked her if she and Jack were engaged. ' ' Not yet, she said, slowly, with the emphasis on the last word. I could bear it no longer, so I walked into the room and said, distinctly, “I am. “‘Am ' what? cried Marie. “Am engaged, and I raised my hand so that both Marie and Sue could see my ring—for I had one—a real diamond, too. “Why, Belle, cried Marie, in astonishment. “Who to? asked Sue suddenly, sitting very stiffly in her chair. “To a boy who positively likes plain faces and freckles, I an¬ swered slowly, enjoying the interest I had aroused; “to dear old Tom. ___ i 130 The Reunion 0! Grade was a maiden Of light and fairy weight. She tipped the scales with ease, At a hundred and sixty-eight. Ernest was a laddie, And loved this little lass. He met her in the halls at times, And there they stood and ‘‘gassed ” One day they had a quarrel, And “called it off I heard; But soon they made it up again With many a loving word. Sealed it with a blissful, Sweet and happy little kiss. Beattie saw them do it. Sitting just like this— 131 A Double Victory. By H. E. Goldsworthy. Fred Osborne, captain and full-back of the W. S. C. ’varsity, slid down in his chair and elevated his feet to his room-mate’s table. It was the night before the Thanksgiving game and though he certainly looked fit physically, his face wore a troubled ex¬ pression. “It ' s no use,” he said to Parker, his room-mate; “I told him I was almost penniless but that my prospects were good, and that I thought I had an ordinary amount of brains. He asked me what I could do with them, and I told him I could keep hammering.” Parker smiled at this characteristic speech. Fred continued: “He said that a fellow in asking for a girl like Dorothy needed something more substantial than good prospects. He forbade us having anything to do with each other.” “How about the game?” ventured Parker. “Oh, I can fight all right. I don’t feel like doing anything else.” It was the big game of the season. On it hinged the champion¬ ship. The University boys, who had arrived that morning, were ten pounds to the man heavier and were great fighters. Realizing this, Fred and the coach had decided on their plan of action. “Let them do their bucking in the first half,” said the coach. We’ll play defensive and punt every time we get the ball. They’ll not risk a punting game as long as Smith is in. It’s in the second half that we’ll have to win this game.” 132 The clay of the big game was ideal. The hillside was a fluttering mass of crimson and gray. At one end of the field were grouped the University boys—big and confident. At the other end was the home team,—determination expressed on their faces. Parker dodged past the guards, and pulled Fred to one side. “Fred,” he whispered, “Dorothy is up there, and hanged if the old man isn’t with her. Show him that hammering helps sometimes, old boy.” The whistle blew and the game was on. The weight of the visitors told from the first but they had no “walk-away.” Their line bucking was terrific and wearing on the team. Several times they worked the ball close to the goal, lost on downs, and then, one long sweep of Smith’s foot and they would have it all to do over again. Fred was everywhere, backing up his men. It was he that the University boys were “laying for” and they very nearly suc¬ ceeded in their attempts to put him out of the game. One time as he dived under a play he caught a fist on his jaw with such violence that he was forced to take out time. The next time he was ready. The big right half, running interference, came through the line and swung at Fred with all his force. Fred ducked, caught his fist and brought it behind him with a wrench. The umpire saw the whole affair and could say nothing when the fellow was carried off the field. The visitors forced the ball to the ten yard line. Here they were held but regained on a fumble. They ran two plays with no gain. They lined up for a place kick, and, amid the cheers of a small bunch of University rooters, the ball sailed over the bar. Time was soon called and the coach rounded the men into the tent where the rubbers began work on them. The coach addressed the team: “Men,” he said, “they have scored, but don’t be discouraged. They are weakening. Smith is out of it; so you’ll have to cut out punting. If you can buck in this half as well as you held in the first, you’ll win. Now remember this half either you’re it or you’re not it. Play hard and the game is yours.” The visitors kicked off. Logan, the quarter-back, advanced fif¬ teen yards. Then the boys settled down to steady line bucking. 133 Logan joined Fred and the left half through the University ' s weak tackle for repeated gains. The ball was carried past the middle of the field. Here the University boys held, and for ten minutes the ball passed back and forth, but the advantage was now mostly with the home team. Time and again did Fred ' s purple sweater punch its way through that wall of humanity. Over them, under them, through them,—a veritable battering ram he became, and slowly down the field they went. His shoulders were bruised and an eye was swelled shut, but his spirit was undaunted. They were on the ten yard line. Right half made two yards, tackle gained one more. Fred ' s signal was given and the umpire called first down. With only five yards left the visitors took a brace and held firm. The feeling of joy at the prize almost won changed to one of chagrin as the pig skin sailed fifty yards down the field. Again the old hammering began. Both teams were weakening. The right half went out and was replaced by a weaker man. More and more was the brunt of the battle falling to Fred. With every nerve and muscle rebelling at the unusual strain, they went at it. Here was the real test of a man ' s fibre. Fred’s jaw set a trifle firmer as he whispered to Logan, “Pound me through. I’m not dead yet. “Hurry men ! hurry! panted Logan. “Line up fast! Again the ball was carried down the field. Once they fumbled, but the University boys failed to make good. Again on the ten yard line they held but could make no gains. Logan made the five yard line on a quarter back run. Right half made three yards and first down was called. Only two yards to make, but the visitors were gathering their strength for a supreme effort. Logan, casting his eye down their line saw the right guard resting on his knees. He planned a play there but it made barely a foot. Fred hit off their weak tackle with no gain. Only one more down and it all rested here. All through the last half it had seemed to Fred that he was playing for more than the championship. He was playing for the girl he loved; playing to prove to her father what determination could accomplish against great odds, and now was he going to fail at the last moment? 134 “Time out,” he cried. “Come here you backs and you, Brent,” to the big right tackle. “Fellows,” he said, “we can’t do it by bucking, but I have an idea. We ' ll run a mass play on their right guard. I’ll lay back. Bluff the ball to Hughes, then hand it to me. Brent, you fall on that man of yours and Til take the ball and hurdle you. It ' s risky but it ' s our only show. The signal is 43. Put the other fellows next so we will not have any mistakes.” The excitement was intense, as they lined up for the last down— too intense for the slightest noise in the grand-stand. “Signal!” yelled Logan; “43—9—21.” All the interference smashed into the right of the University line, and there they massed to meet it when immediately out shot Fred hugging tight the pig-skin. With all his energy he leaped, stimulated by his hope for success and his dread of failure. Just as he cleared, the tackle rose, and, with the victorious yell of the crowd in his ears, Fred fell over the line. A doctor hurried up and examined him; “Nothing serious,” he announced. “Take him to the hospital.” As Fred regained consciousness he found Logan bending over him. “Did you kick goal?” he asked, faintly. “Right between the posts,” answered the quarter. Two visitors were ushered in, and Dorothy’s father held out his hand as he advanced. “Young man,” he said, “I never before realized how much it would accomplish just to keep hammering, but here ' s a young lady who can talk to you better than I can,” and he made way for Dorothy. 135 The False Alarm. There was a great stir among the Sophomores for immediately after the students’ recital there was to be a Freshman feed in Science Hall. “At this very minute,” said Klepper, “there is a freezer of ice¬ cream somewhere in the hall and we must have it.” “Good!” cried all the other Sophies, as they danced around him and clapped their hands. Pickrell then went out to borrow some saucers and spoons, Fulton went down town to see if he could buy some cake on credit, Ham¬ mer got out his box of “jimmies” and soon the brave and valiant Sophs, led by MacKay, crawled through a window and began a search for the coveted freezer. Now the truth was there was no ice-cream in Science Hall at all. The Freshmen had hidden an old freezer full of rocks in the horti¬ cultural room and spread the false report of a feed to see what effect it would have on the Sophies. While the search was going on the Freshies stood outside and watched the bewildered Sophs through the windows. Thomle was heard to whisper, “Now is the first time we have ever had a chance to get even on those ‘dog-goned’ Freshies.” Gay found a large wooden pail in the clinic room, thinking it 136 was a freezer he seized it and leaped through an open window, only to discover that the pail was empty. “Sh orty” had a small electric spark which he used for a head¬ light as he crawled under tables and explored the remotest corners of the laboratories. One of the zealous Freshmen raised a window of the horticultural room and crept inside and hid to scare the already frightened Sophs when they came to carry off the can of rocks. MacKay was just trying to “jimmie” the door as the Freshie made some little noise inside. “Listen,” said Mac, “there is a Freshie in there.” “Well, what shall we do?” the other Sophies asked. “Now, I don’t believe it is right for one class to steal from an¬ other,” said Mac, “so I’m going home.” Their leader was gone and several others crawled out through an open window whispering something about unprepared lessons. “I don’t believe there’s anyone in there,” said Cheney, “give me the ‘jimmy’.” As he gently pushed the door open, “Shoo!” came from a dark corner of the room, and the Sophies made one grand rush for the open window. In the effort to get out “Shorty” fell crosswise of the window and Thomle smashed his head in “Shorty’s” stomach and pushed him through the opening, as if he were poking a rag 137 through a shotgun barrel. Not a second wa£ lost by any of them until they were safe in their respective rooms. They had escaped with their lives. 38 The Dreamer He would like to be great, own an ample estate, Entertaining his friends all in splendor; But to keep all he gets—avoiding all debts Is not to his taste. He’s a spender. He would like to be wise, know the beauty that lies In nature and art and deep study; But to labor and toil—“burn the midnight oil,” Is not to his taste. He is “muddy.” He would like to be good, feel the joy understood By those whose convictions are sounder; But to smile when he’s sad—work the glad-hand when mad Is not to his taste. He’s a rounder. He would like to get fame, win a far sounding name In political circles be a daisy; But to rustle the vote—hunt statistics to quote Is not to his taste. He is lazy. — Prof. Strong. Senior Song. Out in the cold world, out in the cold world, Out in the cold world, soon we’ll go-o-o. O! who will wear our cast-off gowns, cast-off gowns? O! who will wear our cast-off gowns, cast-off gowns? O! who will wear our cast-off gowns, When we want them no more? Maybe Adams, maybe Hooker, Maybe Ludwig, maybe Stuht. Maybe Miller, maybe Hardwick, It may be most any old stick. Sticks! Sticks! Here comes ’ 06 ! What-do we care? Sticks! Sticks! Here comes ’ 06 ! What-do we care now? For we’re howlers, we are hooters from the west. Wh—e—ee! You can tell it by the way that we are dressed. We’re a bunch of jolly rooters, We are terrors to the tutors, We are howlers, wc are hooters from the west. Wh—e—ee ! 139 Looking Forward. By Joe Brislawn. It was thirty years since Archibald Jackson had graduated from the Washington State College. He had not been back to the old college since. His heart yearned toward his Alma Mater as lie stepped from the train at Pullman. Yet he feared the visit to those dear old halls and haunts which he had traversed in memory day after day would pain him beyond endurance. For the forms and faces that he loved were no longer there, and it was only a sense of duty, after all, such as draws the long neglectful child to his parent ' s grave, that drew him to Pullman and his Alma Mater. And then there was a dear, sweet girl, grown grey haired by his side, who had urged him to visit the college before he returned to his home in the East. She wanted to hear from his lips how it all looked now. If the students came and went in such happy bands as in the old days and if the cool, shady spots on the campus were still favorite resorts for the lovers of solitude; in fact if everything was the same. On that bright June morning his heart was heavy but he nerved himself by the thoughts of that sweet lady waiting to hear from his lips of those changes which he hoped had not taken place. Though he tried to steel his heart to the emotions that were crowding upon him as he traversed the old familiar streets, every new turn in the walk, every new face, every new sign that swung from the old familiar boards pierced him like a knife. These feelings soon gave way to one of surprise, for, as he went up the hill, no hurrying crowd as of old tugged its way collegeward. The walk was deserted save for himself and one other pedestrian. This seemed so strange to him that he accosted the other, a tall, slender, dark complexioned youth, probably twenty years of age. The young man answered his remark about the absence of students on the walk, by saying that they rarely came up before nine or ten o ' clock, but that he came up early as he was doing some experi¬ mental work that required him to do so. The personality of the young man seemed so familiar to the older one that he could hardly 140 refrain from asking his name, but he reasoned that the boy was too young to be any one of his former Western acquaintances. They soon fell to conversing easily on the appearance of the campus. The visitor pointed out to his new acquaintance many changes which had been made since he had last seen it. Soon the conver¬ sation turned to other things. The former student remarked that he supposed all of the final examinations were about over by this time. The young man looked puzzled for a moment, and then answered, “We don’t have any final examinations; I have not taken an exam¬ ination since I left the high school.” It was now the older man’s turn to be surprised, and he asked, “How do your professors know when you have completed a sub¬ ject; how do they know when you are ready for graduation?” The prompt reply was: “The professors do not know anything about it, nor are they expected to. When a student thinks he has mastered a subject he just goes out into life and if his knowledge is not sufficient he comes back and pursues his studies further.” “Isn’t this plan liable to lead to degeneration on the part of college men? Are they not liable to go out into life unfitted to do their work? You know the tendency has always been for students to try to get through and secure their diplomas as soon as possible.” “Since you have asked so many questions in one, and seem en¬ tirely unfamiliar with the plan upon which this college is now run, I will answer your questions by outlining for you our methods,” said the student. “In the first place I remember having heard my father tell about the numbers of Preps who used to come here, that is, men who had not completed high school work and were not ready to take up work along professional lines. But that class of men never comes here now. All preparatory work is done in the high schools of the state. When a student comes here he spends his first few weeks selecting his course, his professors, and his home. He only attends lectures under the professors who suit him. Since his foundation for a profession has already been laid, he only takes such branches as he deems necessary to his course. His home is selected according to his means and individual taste. Then, there is a group of men who live here all the time, retired business men and professional men who love learning, and cluster about here just to breathe the atmosphere of culture and refinement which sur¬ rounds the place. They have free access to the library or the lecture rooms, if they so desire. And since the state has erected that beautiful auditorium, which you see just back of the Administration building, we have the best plays and operas on the American stage. So, life here has come to mean something more than lecture and text book; it means that the Washington State College has become the intellectual center of the West. The student is surrounded with the best influences that an indulgent state can provide. If he goes out into life unfitted to perform his work it is his own fault. While under the old system his diploma often got him a position, and if he could not fulfill the requirements, he blamed it on his professors for not teaching him more, or on the management of the college for keeping men in chairs which they were incompetent to fill. Now he can blame no one but himself. For, his ability to do things is his diploma, and as it is through his popularity with the students that a professor holds his chair, and the student is his own examiner, he is the responsible person, and the whole system acts as a boomerang which returns to throw the blame upon the blamer in case he is a failure.” The young man talked on like a machine. He seemed to take a keen delight in punching holes in the system under which his list¬ ener had been educated. Again it flashed upon the older man that he had seen this boy before, and again he dismissed the idea. But he felt that it was criminal for him to stand there and listen to this young jackanapes pull to pieces his ideal educational system, and set up in its place a thing so new, so visionary, and so wholly pre¬ posterous. He determined to lodge one more reason in favor of his ideas; one which he felt could not be answered. He thought of a gentle, grey haired lady far away in his Eastern home, waiting to hear from his lips of the changes, yes the changes. How could he go back to her and tell her of the utter degeneracy of the insti¬ tution from which they had so proudly carried their diplomas. And tell her, also, that those very diplomas were now considered worth- 142 less by the set of innovators which filled the places made sacred to them by early memories. How could he do it? Hot words rushed to his tongue as he thought of all these things, but checking the impulse to give them voice he broke in upon his informant, saying, “You have defeated the purpose for which this institution was established. That purpose was to educate the sons of farmers and men of small means, and to provide a g eneral educa¬ tion for the young men of our state. You have now an educational aristocracy which discriminates against the general education that a poor man desires.” “On the contrary, sir,” the young man replied, “it provides just what the student with limited means has always wished for. Un¬ der the old system there were numerous subjects in every course which were required for graduation, and a student often spent his time and his money studying some subject just to get the credit, while now he takes only such subjects as he will use in his work, and needs not waste his time or money on some subject in order to secure a diploma.” Jackson felt that his last protest was as useless as the first had been, and he lost all self-control, so, turning upon the young enthu¬ siast, he broke out, “Who are you anyhow?” The young man answered by giving a name that sounded sweet to the ears of Archibald Jackson; a name that recalled many a pleasant memory of an old professor of those pleasant student days long ago. Entirely mollified he mentioned his own name and extended his hand to grasp that of the young man. But he knocked a bottle of ink and a note book off his table and awoke with a start to find that he had been dreaming over a suggestion let fall by one of his professors. Things still go on in the same old way at Washington State College, and the grey haired lady is still a girl with golden locks and the rosy bloom of youth. The Judgment. On the last day of the second month, whi ch was the third day of the week, in the 12th year of the reign of the good King Enoch, a great feast had been prepared to welcome the coming of a great wise man from the East. But the work of the evil one was at hand and they had resolved to destroy the feast. And when the even was come, behold the good king had placed a guard to watch over the feast until the morrow, when it should be eaten. And when the thieves came, behold the guard was there, and they beholding him were sore afraid and fled into the darkness. When the morrow was come the good servant went and spake unto his lord, saying, “Behold, in the midst of the watch there came into the halls of Prince Elton’s palace sounds of many voices and stealthy foot-steps. And I saw this notorious man, of tall stature, appear in the hall. Straightway I cried out and he fled and the others with him.” Now when King Enoch had entered into the inner room and had set himself, he summoned this man forth before him, and when he had come the good king spake unto him, saying, “Thou shalt not steal, for in so doing thou hast broken the law of the king and his council.” Then this man spake unto his lord, saying, “I pray you hear me this hour for 1 know not whereof you speak regarding this great transgression.” When he had thus spoken a knock was heard and behold there entered eight men from out the multitude and they were men of many nationalities. And one among them, much bolder than the rest, spake to the king, saying, “Behold we bring you much news, good master ; for it was not this man that the good servant saw in the midnight watch. Therefore, we pray you release this man for it is we that are guilty of this great transgression.” Then the good king summoned before him the wise men and councilors of his house and a great meeting was held. And when the council had gathered together and the trial was fully begun, King Enoch rose up and said, “Whom will you that I release unto you, this notorious man or the other eight? And a T 44 few voices from out the multitude said, “Give unto us the eight ’ But the eight rebuked them, saying, “Pray you release this man for he is not guilty.” Then the chief priest of costly frame spake, saying, “Verily I say unto you, there are not two hundred men in all the land whom I would believe as to this man ' s innocence. A false witness shall not be unpunished and he that speaketh lies shall suffer. Lo! the king ' s wrath is as the roaring of a lion but his favor is as the dew on the grass. Then the good king said, “Let not the wrath of this man be upon me; therefore, I say unto you, go ye forth and proclaim that thou art set free. Then he said to the eight, “Inasmuch as thou art guilty of this great transgression, hear ye these commandments. Then he gave unto them each a set of laws and commanded them, saying: I. Thou shalt not enter into any of thy classes for 30 days. II. Thou thalt not go into any society. III. Thou shalt not consult with any of thy lady friends. IV. Thou shalt not go out of the land of my kingdom. V. Thou shalt not visit any of thy friends in their rooms. Then the eight went out into the land of their king and each won for himself great notoriety and they were all cast into exile. And after ten days he spake unto them, saying, “Hear ye these new commandments and obey them: VI. Thou shalt not play marbles in front of my courts and palaces. VII. Thou shalt not spin thy tops upon the w-alks of my court¬ yard. “For when I was a child I knew not childish ways and did not spin tops, neither did I play at marbles for I had the mind and thoughts of a man. Then again they went their way and the good king heard of them no more. 145 Wanderings of the Wise. I. Prof. Elliot: Ag. V, March 7, 1905. “Well, boys, the subject for discussion this morning is the farmer and his family. The family consists of the farmer, and his wife and children. The wife is the most important member. This mat¬ ter may seem somewhat foreign to the subject of Agriculture but I think I ' m pretty well qualified to talk on this subject; since I’ve been married twice and don ' t remember when I didn ' t have a girl or two on the string. Notwithstanding these facts I’m willing to admit that I don’t understand women as well as I thought I did when I was fourteen years old. I tell you, boys, women are incom¬ prehensible. You think you understand them, but you don ' t begin to. You ' ll think you ' re fooling them, but you ' ll find you ' re not. They know every detail of your character and when they get you napping they ' ll spring a trap on you. Some day when you ' ve spent all forenoon in the back field talking across the fence to your neigh¬ bor about socialism and have to leave him on the run to get to din¬ ner on time, you will find the house shining and the best dinner you ever tasted waiting you. Then when you ' ve got ' plum ' filled up and feel thoroughly satisfied with yourself and everybody else your wife accidentally mentions the fact that the pet calf is dead. And you ' ll say, ‘Oh, hang the calf, I want to sleep. ' Now you fellows that have had a college education ought to be able to predict the meteorological conditions of the domestic atmosphere by the kind of dinner your wife sets up. “Now, then, this brings 11s to the consideration of the training of the farmer ' s children. Now, then, boys, this may seem a little premature, but—a—but since Mr. Berry is here this morning we ' ll consider the matter briefly. What are your ideas on the subject, Berry ? Berry be very cornrnu- subject and so we’ll have to morrow. doesn ' t seem to nicative on the there ' s the bell, leave it until to- Prof. Beattie: II. Botany I., Nov. n, 1904. “I want to talk to you this morning about the genus Agaricus; of which the common mushroom is the most familiar example. This genus is divided into a number of groups, several being edible, while others are deleterious in the extreme. The two types can be easily distinguished by a little care and observation. “This reminds me of a young man in Dr. Bessie’s class at the University of Nebraska, who was very fond of mushrooms and could very readily distinguish edible from non-edible forms. He was a very bright young man and a successful scientific investigator. After receiving his degree he was appointed head of the department of scientific investigation at Washington, D. C. Later he became an eminent journalist and cartoonist, doing some very admirable work for the New York papers. He finally drifted into politics, was elected to the state senate, and then to the United States senate. While still comparatively young he was sent as United States am¬ bassador to Spain and—as our time is up we will continue this subject in our next lecture. Class excused.” 147 Prof. Mooring: III. Hort. I., Dec. 5, 1904. “If yo ' all have yo ' note hooks this mo ' nin ' I ' ll give yo’ a few notes on th ' essenshul diffe’nces ' tween Gano and Black J 3 en Davis apples. Well, yo’ see now, fo’ instance, it ' s just this way, some people claims they diff’ent and some othe’s claim they not. In actualty they is a ve ' y slight vayation in them due to invioment. Invioment yo ' all know is the sum total of all the exte’nal influences that effect the gen ' al welfah of a plant or animal. The Gano is a seedlin ' of Black Ben, a native of Missouri. Some people is in¬ clin ' d to smile when yo ' mention Missouri or Arkansah out heah but back theah they don ' t think nothin ' of it; just take it as a mattah of cou ' se. Yo ' alls think you sma ' teh than the people back theah, when, as a mattah of fact, they c ' n give yo ' ca ' ds ' nd spades ' nd beat yo ' all holler. “As, au—an—mattah of fac ' it just depen ' s on the point of view. Fo’ example, a lady fren ' of mine wanted to come out heah, but knowin ' her to be sensitive ' long those lines, I didn ' t urge her to come ' nd now she is pe ' manently located in Missouri. Yo ' see now fo ' instance a man often loses by bein ' too slow to take up a propo¬ sition, so when a chance came to put my library work undah the man ' gment of the college libra ' ian I was not slow to take advantage of it. Now of cou ' se if yo ' alls wer ' in my position yo ' alls could see the advantage of this, so yo’ see it ' s just a case of put yo ' self in the othe ' fello ' s place, then things looks diff ' ent, so just the same way with those fello ' s who is scrappin ' ove ' the diffe’nces ' tween Gano ' nd Black Bens. (Bell rings.) 148 Junior Song. Oh ! here tonight ’neath the blazing lights, ’Mid the mazy waltz ' s reel, No care that lives can dim our souls Or stifle the joy we feel. So now to the beat of music sweet Attune we our hearts as one, And in songs of praise for these jo} ' OUs days We will make the old “Gym. ring. Then raise the sparkling glass And join the Junior class; We’ll cast away all cares today, And drink to the College Glee. We meet, oh ! comrades, here In fellowship so dear, So loose your hearts in jollity And drink to the College Glee. In the golden west, on the towering crest Of a grandly swelling mound. Our college rears in stately tiers ’Mid the rolling highlands round. And joy thro’ our hearts it ever starts, And pride fills our swelling breast, When e’er we descrv ’gainst the gleaming sky. Our college, the Queen of the West. Then raise the sparkling glass, And join the Junior class. We call tonight a glorious toast. So drink to the Queen o’ the West. We meet, oh! comrades, here In fellowship so dear, So clink your glasses joyfully. And drink to the Queen o’ the West. A glorious theme for a poet’s dream Is our Alma Mater dear; No tongue that sings with the joy it brings Can tell of our love for her. And oft in the strife that comes in life Our thoughts to the time will turn. When safe in her arms beyond all harms Our cares could we lightly spurn. Then raise the sparkling glass, And join the Junior class. We’ll blend our hearts in loyalty. And toast the W. S. C. We meet, oh! comrades, here In fellowship so dear, We’ll pledge our hearts in fealty, And toast the W. S. C. 14O A Monologue. Characters —Sapp. The Skeleton. Time —Eleven-thirty at night. Place —The Campus. Hello, Sapp! What are you up to at this time of night? Some shady trick, I ' ll bet. Well, I’m out for a lark myself. Mrs. Van is over at the lecture, and she’ll find a visitor when she comes back. She may be shocked, but I make no bones over a little trick like this. We’ve had some good times in the last ten years, eh, Sapp? “Men may come and men may go, but we go on forever.” You’re a soldier yourself, but you’ll have to admit that I’ve played a bony part in the history of this institution. Do you remember how Ham¬ ilton and Winston and some of the other old sports used to tackle me in the old Gym? I’ve been shy a few slats ever since. Driving the farm wagon in Chapel isn’t such slow work, either, when you have a lively team. You remember the night I watched the bears in Prexy’s office. Pretty lonesome work, but it was lots of fun in the morning. The private secretary was scared most to death but the Prexy saw through me in a second. If I ever saw myself strictly on the hog, tho, it was the time the farmers came to town. You know I was lined up in front of the Ad. building with all the other live stock, representing Prexy and his outfit crossing the plains. Well, I must move on. I’m worn down to less than skin and bones going out on these unholy expeditions. Some day I’m going to retire from active life, and then let it be with me as it was with my friend Caesar, “the good will be interred with my bones.” ■ A i Now Elva was a maiden fair Whom all did love to see. Gertie was the one she loved, Far more than you or me. To Gertie’s house she oft did go. And stay so very long, The boys and girls who loved her said That this was very wrong. How could they win the dear one back To those who loved her true? How could they plan it so that she Her heartlessncss would rue? “Oh! Elva, now well make you pine For friends to love you, aye, For, dear, you know we love you so, For you we ' d gladly die. Well move your trunk to Gertie’s home— We’ll move it just in play— 151 And then you ' ll know you should not be So often gone away.” But Elva did not understand (?) And tried the joke to turn. “My trunk you must take back,” she said, “In this you ' ll find I’m firm. At Gertie’s house 1 11 make my home. Your tears I will not heed. So now my trunk you’d better take And move it back with speed.” “Ah! Elva, no, that will not do, The joke is still on you; For back we know you soon will come, And bring your trunk ' long, too.” But Elva fooled them, yes, she did. And so you’ll find that yet At Gertie’s hearth the queen she reigns, And leaves her friends to fret. And so you’ll find it oft occurs, In playing one a game, The other’s turn will also come, When he’ll play you the same. Little Crazy Bug. I stood beside the sandy “Beach,” I wept and mourned “Malotte.” For I must meet an awful fate, I knew not how nor “Watt.” The rivers of salt tears I “Shedd” Flowed down to meet the “Bryan,” And I was feeling “Bloor” Than that old blue shirt of mine. The reason for my dire distress Is plainly to be seen : The “Porter” took all of my cash, I didn’t have a “Bean.” 152 “ Book of Kings.” 2 I St tO 24th. 21. The college is Prexy’s and the fullness thereof; its walls and they that dwell therein. 22. For he hath founded it upon the land and established it upon the hill. 23. Who shall ascend unto the hill of Prexy or who shall stand in his holy place? 24. He that hath clean records and a love for drill, who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully before them that are the discipline committee. Book of Prophecy, 1st to 4th. 1. As thou knowest well that naught is in thy head, nor know- est how the questions grow in the head of him that is thy prof., even so thou knowest that in the day of “exams.” thou shalt “Hunk.” 2. In the morning forget not thy “pony,” and in the evening withhold not thy “cramming,” for thou knowest not whether shall prosper either this or that, or whether they shall be alike good. 3. Truly a grade is sweet and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the mark. 4. But if a man pass many “exams.” and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember these days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that “flunk” are lost. 153 A Bombastic Encounter, Oh, thou divine and sacred Muse of Farce, Bend low thy wagging ear and listen fast, While here in accents loud with helpless glee, Excruciating dues are paid to thee. Inspire this lay with brazenness of soul That sympathetically it reach its goal; And ever that these mighty deeds of tongue Around these halls in laughter shall be sung. Know that the boastful Sophs, in height of pride, Forgetful of their courage, oft belied, Did taunt their rival foes, the Freshie clan,j Whereforth there grew this most portentious plan: Their bravery to prove to all the mass, A test severe and hard should bring to pass; A trial open to the two must be, And one that all the assembled world might see. With subtle skill and wisdom undenied, A mighty scheme ' s concocted to be tried. From each their ranks of valiant heroes bold. The strongest of that number should be told— The strongest to belch forth from bellowing lungs, And twist their words with cunning spiral tongues; Added to these to make the contest close, There should be further elegance of pose. These bands of champions triple-armed in gall, Should meet together in the Chapel Hall! While there their arts they plied on either side An arbiter impartial should preside; And he whose voice the loudest shook the hall, Whose graceful mien the most elated all; Whose crafty skill the subtlest words did turn, Should proved be with courage most to burn, And to his fame be sung immortal lays, While to his clan accrued undying praise. The plan proclaimed with customary din, Then each their ranks looked carefully within To see who might in this most crucial hour Serve them with most indubitable power. Then in the Freshies ' ranks a turmoil rose, And rapidly the agitation grows. “Undone! Undone! they cried despairingly, “Undone and sold by our worst enemy; For in the Sophies ' ranks there bided two Before whose fame this numbering terror grew— Klepper the Bold, the fustian orator Rivaling the frenzied furies in his power, And Joe the Celt, whose modulations bland Surpassed the smoothest swindler in the land. Before these two the Freshies ' courage paled. And so the artful plan was like to ' ve failed, But then they found a most redoubted choice — Zeke, the shag-haired, with Bull O ' Bashan voice. Up rose the Freshies’ spirits with a bound. Old Heav’n re-echoed to the joyous sound: 154 Henceforth to them the issue brought no fear, But only joy as grew the time more near. And now the momentous moment is at hand, Assembled are the heroes from each band— Klepper the Bold, and Joe the Celt to wit, And by their side two other champions fit— Mable. the Maid, with red refulgent locks, And Gay, whose earnestness each critic blocks. Opposed to these, the Fresh ies ' only trust Is shaggy Zeke, who grimly says “I must.” Below th’ assembled throng is gathered in. The very walls do tremble at the din They raise, in expectation fond by each That from their champion comes the victor’s speech; That he will prove the mighty man of power, O’ercome them all—the hero of the hour. Now from his place the arbiter doth rise And sudden silence hushes all the cries: Shorty the Miller, arbiter this night. Tells of the plan to test respective might, Tells of it all, with stamm ' ring. halting voice, And on what terms will settled be the choice. Then at his words a silence falls o’er all, A deep portentious lull reigns through the hall. When from his place with stately, godlike grace, Rose Gay the Soph, and opened was the race. Lordly he stepped before the people’s sight, Rolled his eyes to left, and now to right; Gathered his breath, impressively began, And told them all about th’ Assembly’s plan : In calm reminiscential tone he spake Of deep in earth a fiery seething lake, Held down by mountains piled on top of it. Until the pressure got too great a bit, When into chaos went the mountain head. And in its place flowed free the fires instead. Just so he said will liberty e’er do, And even so oppression get her due. He ceased and still the clamor at its height, Another Soph advanced to force the fight. Clad all in flowing robes of shimm ' ring white; The people gasped at the dazzling sight. She of the brilliant flaming locks it was, And forth she came to plead a diff’rcnt cause: “Poor old John Brown is mould’ring in his grave, And killed he was who only tried to save; But though his poor old body now is gone, His soul heroic still is marching on. Is marching on our weary lot to cheer. So ought we all hold him in mem ' ry dear.” In sighing voice she thus to all appealed, And, having said, retired from the field. Her place was ta’en by Klepper, Milton R., Tho’ present there, his eyes were fixed afar; His arms were folded on his swelling chest. And backward far was thrown his frizzly crest; A vacant silence did all patience prove. When was the living statue seen to move, 155 And forth poured words of optimistic turn, With patriotic zeal his soul did burn : “Better are we than all who’ve gone before,” This was the theme, but words there were far more. And as to this harangue there came the end A weird and marv’lous spectacle did lend, To eyes afire and voice stentorian Was added more for Sophs to glory in, For to the pulsing cadence of his cries His arms in steady rhythm harmonized— Now back, now front, now right, now left his hands, It lacked but steps to make a ragtime dance. Thund’rous applause this heroism gained, While looks of fear, unthought of to be feigned Covered the Freshies’ faces like a cloud, Though of their champion they were justly proud. And now he comes—their only hope—at last, Like some old prophet from the misty past: His sable locks in wild confusion flowed ; His uncouth frame a rugged grandeur showed; Out from his o ' erhung shadowed sockets deep, The dusky flame to sudden blaze did leap, While from his brazen coated lungs did pour Strange unknown streams of Oriental lore: “Far in the sluggish countries of the East, And from those nations one for long the least. Had risen up an Empire great in power, Riv’ling the mightiest in but an hour. This have the Japs, though deep in ignorance mired. This have they done by love of country fired. This have they done, and shall forevermore, All for Japan, Japan and her Emperor.” Majestic swelled the volume of his tone: Alone he stood, unrivalled and alone, Great as the others were in gorgeous power. It seemed undoubtedly the Freshies’ hour. But now they gasped in consternation dread. While in Zeke’s place another stood instead. Yet strange it seemed, a creature of such mien. To Freshies all such direful fear should mean ; Of stature small, his meagre body light, Supported was on trembling shanks, and slight. On lean and scrawny vulture’s neck upheld. His weazened countenance but kindness spelled. Yet this was Joe, the far-renowned Celt, Whose victory ere now the Fates had spelt: And. as he stood before the waiting throng. One guessed the power exhibited ere long. For, from his form and features like a cloud. Fell off th’ obscuring veil that yet did shroud The burning spirit in the body frail. And left revealed the will ne’er known to fail; And, as his words in gentle cadence flowed, Within exalting fires aroused and glowed. No longer was his soul in meekness bound, Impressive dignity his stature crowned; His eye swept all in glances keenly shrewd, Yet flowed his words in tones exactly trued. 156 His theme was how in olden frontier days Lewis and Clark had plunged into the maze Of savage wilderness—then where we stand— To save it from the Bears rapacious hand. And from the deeds of that same dauntless band. He breathed a glorious future for our land. Then, as he dreamed, his Celtic blood took fire. His spirit soared to regions ever higher, His towTing forms of gorgeous rhetoric The judges smothered—still he piled it thick. While yet the walls vibrated to his tones, He sudden changed and spoke in other zones, Now, sweet as cloying honey purred his voice, And all were held hypnotically sans choice; So when he’d ceased and settled in his chair. It seemed his tones yet stirred the rhythmic air. While burst the Sophs to sudden clamor loud. The judges, dazed, were escorted through the crowd. But soon returned, and ’mid silence intense Declared their choice, compliant with intents. While from the Freshies rose a mighty groan. This verdict then the arbiter made known: “While some one thing, some others are first in. Yet still the choice requires no dallying. His thoughts the subtlest maze of words did show, Most weird conceits most gorgeously did glow In his harangue, so now the victor ' s meed That was to glorify lhe bravest deed Must go to Joe the Celt—the Sophomore. Then at the words a mad confusion rose; “No wind so constant but another blows, So after numerous former trials of might Against their foes, the Sophs first scored this right. And now their joyous clamor filled the Hall As ' round their champion they crowded all. Lifted him high in arms of loyalty So bore him home in joyful victory. 157 The Diamond’s Story. I am a pretty, bright, sparkling diamond ring. I now live in the open air, shining forth from the little finger of my master. But my story is a sad one—Shall I tell it? I was sad and lonely, put away in a little green box down in the corner of a large, stuffy, dark trunk. My master seldom took me out of my hiding place, but when he did I sparkled and laughed in the sunlight, looked across the street at the President’s home, and then just before he replaced me in my cell, in vain efforts to have him let me live in the bright light, I would twinkle and twinkle and reflect pretty dots of red and blue on the bright, shin¬ ing countenance of my master and professor. Before I was imprisoned there my master placed me on the dainty and pretty little hand of a charming and quite beautiful lady—I wouldn’t tell her name. Everybody seemed to admire my beauty. Professors cast stolen glances at me. The girls as they came to take their lessons in Domestic—there I almost told— would smile as they looked at me and then gather in the corners of the room in sets of two or three and whisper something— often I could hear them mention my name. Everything went happily on. I would not tell any love secrets— but one day a storm came up in my life. My master and mistress and myself took a ride to Moscow. In the party with us, but in a separate carriage, was a fair lady from Moscow and a little, dark, quiet man, who I don’t fully understand and who never says a word except about salmon. As we were spinning along my mistress said: “I had a notion to have the little Moscow girl ride over here with you and I would ride with the little brown fellow, just for fun, you know.” “Oh, it doesn’t make any difference how we go over, I am sat¬ isfied,” said my master. Everything seemed sad and sorrowful all day long in Moscow. My master and mistress, someway, somehow I could not understand it then, were not happy. When the little, dark man said “goodbye” to his Moscow friend 158 it was growing dark and cold and certainly time to start for Pull¬ man. Then what do you think, my mistress took me and jumped into the buggy with the little dark fellow and waving her hand at my master said, “Goodbye! If you didn’t care how you came over, then I don’t care how I go back; goodbye,” and the brown fellow, my mistress and I started for Pullman. The wind blew and it was terribly cold. We nearly froze to death. All of our wraps and robes were in my master’s buggy, who was coming on behind. After that fatal day I longed to see my master. Many fellows came to see me. A banker looked at me. A short, stubby fellow came and held me often, but I never saw my master more until one night he came and asked for me. He put me in his vest pocket and took me to my old hiding place, where I rested in silence and sadness for many a day. I felt even more sad when one day my master told me that within three weeks after I said goodbye to my mistress, another of my race was gracing her hand, and it puzzles me still to know from whence it came. Drill. i. The bugle calls by the old gym’s walls, And the “rooky ’ like knight in story, Dons his little suit of grey And marches off in glory. Blow, bugle, blow ; and set the cadet flying, To learn the soldier’s lesson of dying, dying, dying. II. Oh! yes, you hear a sound so dear (?) As into line they’re falling; So loud and clear that all may hear, The captain loudly calling. Blow! Let us hear the hills replying, Answer echoes sighing, sighing, sighing. III. Oh ! say, they cry and weep and sigh; They “sluff” and dodge and lie. Their wailings roll from pole to pole, And they drill for ever and ever (?) Blow! blow! and bring them to their mammas. Answer, mamma, answer, “darling, darling, darling.” 150 Our Seniors, “Along the cool sequester’d vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.” Baum. “Her air. her manners, all who saw admired; Courteous, tho’ coy, and gentle, tho’ retired; The joy of youth and health her eyes displayed. And ease of heart her every look conveyed.” Coffman. “My tender youth was never attaint with any passion of inflaming love.” Ebespacker. “A man after his own heart.” Gill. “It is held That valor is the chiefest virtue, and Most dignifies the haver; if it be. The man I speak of cannot in the world Be singly counterpois’d.” — Shakespeare. Hays. “He of their wicked ways Shall them admonish, and before them set The paths of righteousness.” — Milton. Hobson. “Now, love’s as cunnin’ a little thing As a hummin’ bird upon the wing, And as liable to poke his nose Jest where folks would least suppose.” — Riley. Jenne. “I do know of those, That therefore only are reputed wise For saying nothing.” — Shakespeare. Libby. “Think naught a trifle, tho’ it small appear; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year And trifles life.” — Young. 160 MacKay. “Youth on silent wings is flown, Graver years come rolling on.” Morgans. “I know that gentleman to be of worth and worthy estimation.” Niebel. “The generous sweep of his deep elastic belly, nobly pulped out with rich nurture, seemed to undulate, time for time, with the vibrant vigilance of his large dark eyes.” Rehorn. “That ' s as much as to say, the sweet youth’s in love.” Robinson. “Wilt thou think it fitter To be eloquent than wise?” Schools. “Deduct all you can, there’s enough that’s right good in him.” Stimmel. “I like fun—and I like jokes ' Bout as well as most o’ folks.” — Riley. Walter. “Blest with plain reason, and with sober sense.” Waugh. “Like a tree She grew to womanhood, and ’tween whiles Rejected several suitors just to learn How to accept a better in his turn.” 161 — Byron. The House That Jimmie Built. Once upon a time there were two children. One was a boy with hair tinted by the bright rays of God’s warm sunshine, and with merry brown eyes. The other was a dark-eyed girl with hair touched by the shades of midnight. All through the long beautiful springtime they played together. In the early morning while the dew sparkled on the grass they sported over the campus. In the warm noon-tide they sat in the cool shadow of Science Hall and read John Henry. During the pleasant afternoons they hunted four-leaved clovers in the tanglewood or built castles in the sand on the shores of Lake de Puddle. But at last the time came when she must go far away to her home by the sea, and he must remain in the Dusty City. She wept sadly at parting but he comforted her, saying, “You will always be my little sweetheart and when I am a great big man like Prexie I’ll come and carry you away.” So after a long time, when years had added dignity to his stature and had deepened the fiery glow of his hair he sought her out. There under the great round harvest moon the man and woman again exchanged their vows of love. She promised that when the warm summer time had come again she would leave her home by the seaside and come to live in the Dusty City. Then for a long year he worked early and late pre¬ paring the home for his love, and if you go out to Oak street some day you will see there the “house that Jimmie built.” 162 Behold, “I Am Here.” We were gathered in the study. Not a girl would dare to speak. It was midnight by the hall clock, And the cook was fast asleep. And as thus we sat in silence. Each one busy with the spread, Came a swish of silken draperies, And a well-known measured tread. Nearer came the gentle footsteps. And in scarce a moment more, While our hearts were wildly beating, Came a tap upon the door. Oh! the scene of wild confusion. As each one to shelter fled. Many scurried to the closet, Sophie rolled beneath the bed. But, alas, for lengthy Sophie Whom the bed could not conceal, From otic end her head protruded, From the other end her heels. Forward strode the angry matron, With a frown upon her face. “Young ladies. I know you ' re in here. Will you kindly leave this place?” But from poor, unconscious Sophie, Hiding ’ncath the bed in fear, Came a trembling, frightened whisper, “Is she here, girls? Is she here?” Laughter shook the stately matron, “I am here,” she calmly said. Horror filled the guilty Sophie. As she peered from ’neath the bed [63 An ’07’s Lament Some Senior Preps one summer night Gazed on the smokestack’s dizzy height— Saw on its summit the green and white, The emblems of a class so bright; They urged each other to take it down. But no one in that class could be found Brave enough to leave the ground And scale the slippery wall so round. Then one little Prep who had been quite still Cried, “I have a plan which if we fulfill Will place our banner so bright and fair, Over all former emblems there; And no Prep need risk his life or limb, In climbing that smokestack, so dark and grim.” “O, joy!” they cried, in accents wild, As they crowded around the little child; They danced and sang a merry tune. When he said, “We’ll go and get Vancy Kune, He is a painter in this town, And from the chimney will not fall down.” The painter came, and with skill so rare, Was presently swinging in mid-air. He plied his brush with a master-stroke. And soon on their childish vision broke, The Senior Prep banner in yellow and brown, And the hired painter-man came down. Then a brave little Prep climbed up the rope, To the very tip-top; and thus he spoke: “Now see me, Preps, the bravest one in all my class.” But his head was so light he fell, alas! The rope got tangled and held him fast; And he dangled there in the summer air, Because no Preplet could be found Brave enough to leave the ground, And from that height to take him down. Thus died the bravest in all his class, And they buried him there beneath the grass. And now they are Freshics and quiet as mice, Because the college girls didn’t think it nice. To hire a painter to paint their sign On the old smokestack’s dizzy height sublime. 164 NIC OTI AN A. Hail to thee, Nicotiana! Peerless of all Goddesses art thou. From thy historic abode upon the sunny isle of Tobago thy fame hath spread even unto the remotest corners of the earth. From the spicy gardens of the Orient, to the wild wide plains of the West; from the sweltering African deserts, to the cold dreary ice-fields of the north; everywhere rich balmy fumes rise upward to thee from the countless fires that men kindle at thy altars. Zeus rules over the Greeks; Brahma rules over the Hindus; Mohammed rules over the Persians, the Arabians and the Chinese; but thou art greater and more powerful than all these, for thy kingdom extends over all. Wherever man is, there art thou. All-wise and good art thou, oh Nicotiana! Thou dost never re¬ fuse thy wise counsel or thy tender sympathy whenever thy sub¬ jects are in doubt or harassed with cares. Thou art ever present when the fragrant vapors arise from the calumet summoning the tribes to conflict, or uniting their hearts in peace. Thou dost hover over the chibouk, and the narghile, and instructest the Sultan in the intrigues of his harem. Thou dwellest in the clouds which issue from the jeweled hookah and givest of thy wisdom to the Persian. Thou dost abide in the spicy wreathes that arise from the meer¬ schaum and the brier, counseling, comforting, soothing to rest thy devoted subjects. Thou art a rest for the weary, a refuge for the care-worn, and an inspiration for the ambitious. Thou bringest peace and contentment to the laborer as he sits upon his hard bench at the twi¬ light hour. Thou givest wise counsel to the statesman as he paces the lobby of the legislative halls. Thou dost soothe the soldier after the days of strife by the visions which thou callest up of home, mother, sweetheart and friends. Whenever grief, disappointment, or doubt harass the heart of man, thou art ever ready to comfort, to console, and to counsel. Rich and poor, high and low, white and black, Christian and heathen, saint and sinner—all may call on thee and thou wilt hear. Thy mission is to alleviate pain and promote human happiness. This is the secret of thy power. Our Campus. A campus is a place made to put a college on. Our campus has the Washington State College on it. We call it our campus be¬ cause Prexy made it, and Dr. Clark said it belonged to us and we could make it fine and beautiful if we didn ' t have c old feet. Dr. Clark is a big curly-haired man, bigger than Nalder and Prexy both together. He told all about why Shakespeare wrote so many long plays and something about a man named Uselessness, who fell overboard and swum home on a plank to see his wife, and his wife gave him a job herding hogs. Mr. Gregg planted some trees on the campus. Mr. Gregg is the college grafter, not a grafter like the junior class, but a grafter that ties pieces of cherry trees on box elders and grows raisins. We have some good buildings on our campus: Steven’s Hall, the Vet. hospital, and the gymnasium and greenhouse, and lots of others, and Fairy Flail, where the boys sleep and eat at. Steven ' s Hall is where the girls stay at. Mrs. Van Doren is boss of Steven ' s Hall and Sapp is boss of Fairy Hall. Sapp is a big man with lots of muscle and talk. He got suspendered one day for taking some cake and fudge, that the girls were saving for Dr. Clark. MacKay said Sapp was a martaire for being suspendered. Dr. Clark said we could all have some of the campus for our own to take an interest in and improve. Last year Prexy got the legislature to give him some money to buy wire and posts to fence the campus to keep out Herr Barry’s ‘Fayuse and MacKay ' s old cow. Prexy took some of the money and bought more campus with it, but I guess it was all right for Governor Mead said he liked Prexy even if he did vote the wrong ticket. Governor Mead came over one day to see the cadets march and to eat dinner in our domestic economy department. Some of the boys and girls have been looking over the campus and talking about beautifying it. Some of the boys and girls sit on the campus for hours at a time, and talk. I think they are talking about fixing up things so Dr. Clark will be glad when he comes back, but Prexy said they were only spooning. He said they do that every spring ever since the campus was made. Rookie. 167 Squarin’ His-silf. ‘‘I see be th’ Ivergreen that th’ mail-carrier has bin squarin ' his- silf.” “And how ' s that, Moike?” says Hinnery. “Have ye niver heard, Hinnery, av th’ hero that th ' Spokane Rayview calls ‘culprit that wus fer quittin’ th place after th’ thray wakes wus up? Have ye niver heard? “I heard him talk av quitting and did he niver quit? says Hin¬ nery. “Niver in th ' full sinse av tlr word; he only signed a proclama¬ tion fer th’ Presidiums office promisin’ to live a better loife. Have ye niver heard? Listen thin to me rade: ‘Communicated, Editur Ivergreen : A number av persons have asked me if I wus goin’ to rayturn after th’ expiration av th’ thray wakes. Me intentions wus gud not to rayturn, but last wake I wus called to th’ home av Professor Sthrong and in me interview with him he praysinted some very Sthrong argymints why I should not quit and go else¬ where. In his talk to me and in th’ argymints he praysinted he proved to me beyant a doubt that he is wan av th’ broadest moinded min in this instichution and in me moind he is th’ hardest consis¬ tent wurker we have and does more to advance th’ interests av this college thin he is given credit fer. I wish to thank Professor Sthrong fer his valuable suggestions and can say that I shall ray¬ turn after th’ thray wakes with a higher purpose in view, not caused be th’ thray wakes suspinsion, but with’—listen now Hinnery—‘but with th’ idea that ye niver knows min until ye meets thim,’ and thin th’ instrumint wus signed in full be th’ mail-carrier.’’ “And did th’ Professor Sthrong suppress that number av th’ Ivergreen ?’’ says Hinnery. “No, but do ye think Professor Sthrong looks well av late? He read th’ proclamation and mon, did ye iver see anny mon bile loike that mon Sthrong? His stringth lift him, and he says that he niver knew th’ Colonel whin he met him and can niver know him anny more ’ 168 “I niver heard,” says Hinnery, “Read agin av th’ greatness av th’ mon Sthrong.” “I read agin, ' Sthrong does more to advance th’ interests av this college thin he is given credit fer, and can say that I shall rayturn after th’ thray wakes.’ ” “Yes, that wus truly great to have him rayturn, but just why did th’ mail-carrier rayturn to college and rayturn to carry th’ mail,” says Hinnery. “Because,—did ye miss th’ logic, Hinnery?—because ‘ye niver knows min until ye meets thim.’ Kuropatkin niver knew Oyama until he met him and rayturned to Tie Pass; Kane niver knew Prexy until he met him and rayturned to th’ West side; and John L. niver knew Corbit until he met him and rayturned to his corner, so why should th’ mail-carrier, who niver knew min until he met thim, not rayturn to carry th’ mail after th’ expiration av th’ thray wakes.” “Cheese It.” “Stop! Stop! pretty “rooky,” Said Prexy one night, To a frolicsome freak That was taking a hike. “You run off so fast. I wish you would stay, My cheese and my ice-cream You’ll carry away. “But I will ran after. To learn what I may; For I would know where You are running away.” So Prexy ran on, But I have heard say, That he never recovered The cheese to this day. 169 Prexie’s Pets, He went to the animal Zoo To see what was there that was new, But all that he knew Was from a Kangaroo , So he knew the Zoo had a new little gnu. The Washington State College menagerie boasts of having the most varied display of wild animals in its Zoo anywhere to be found in America. The animals have been collected from all the four quarters of the globe and brought here for the purpose of experi¬ mentation. It was thought by scientists that these various animals could be taught to adjust themselves to the habits and customs of animals of a human nature. So far the experiment has proved a failure, and but few have shown signs of domestication. How¬ ever, they are all kept together with considerably more confusion than harmony. The Zoo proper is divided off into some twenty feeding wards, each being large enough to accommodate eight ani¬ mals, all of the same kind of family. They attract widespread curiosity and many spectators come to watch them devour their noon-day feed. At the first shrill sound of that “barbarous whistle” one can see the hungry animals issuing forth from their places of play or training and rushing to be first at the door of the Zoo. Here they collect in one living, surging mass of frenzied animals. The smell of the food only makes them more ferocious and frantic. They paw and claw at each other trying to gain places nearest the entrance. When the chief “Hi-ball” of the Zoo unbars the ponderous doors, this frenzied mass of brutes pours into the Zoo with the force of a Kansas cyclone. High over the heads of the others the pesky Mil¬ ler darts along with the speed of an auto and in his eagerness flops into the first jar of milk, to gulp down more than his share. Two huge elephants always bring up the rear, pushing the smaller ani¬ mals in front. These monsters are always in considerable of a Stew (art) in getting to Thayer (their) places in the Ward. Their overawing appearance makes the others grow timid at their Cum- 170 ming. There is one animal, however, that always keeps cool—on his cake of ice. This one is a beautiful White polar cub Bear, which was taken from an ice-Berg(e) in Pug(h)et Sound. He is a delicate eater, one Berry suffices; and he only eats that by Knight. It is not an altogether pleasant sight to watch the wild Hedge (r) hog, which was taken from a little Berg (e) in Dutchland, devour the feed. He is quite a Rader and roams from Ward to Ward seeking to appease his ravenous appetite. He eats a Full-ton every week and I(t)ches for more when it is all Eaton. When he is no longer Abel to Bear up any more he wanders out into the Hayfield, there to Baske in the sunshine and to ease the Payne inside. In one of the center Wards is a huge venomous boy (or girl) constrictor, captured by a Freshman from Spokane county. How his bead-like eyes glisten when he coils himself up in deadly squeeze about his helpless prey and Sapps away its innocent life! The Love(ly) Young Gay-Zell keeps shy of this poisonous snake and seeks food and refuge in its favorite Bower. Among the finny tribe is a wonderful “gilled-Cow” which at¬ tracts much admiration from the female visitors. This is a “warm¬ blooded” animal and was caught in the tropic sea. For this reason he is necessarily kept in “hot-water” all the time. The other two fish specimens are a Pickrell and a Reaugh fish which swim to¬ gether among the Rocks and Reeds avoiding the bait of the angling Hooker or the claws of the beautiful Brown Martin. The human-like Lo-rang-(o-tang) is the Brewer of most of the mischief and August Witt created in the Halls of the Zoo. Often he hurls a Stone at A-g new which feeds on the Blooms that Blos¬ som on the Hills and in the Bogs. It is also his delight to Squirt “red-ink” when he sees a New-man Cumming, especially after Knight. More intelligent still is the Brown Bev(is)er which has, with the skill of a Mason, built A-dam of Stone across a little Ripley stream. The trees along the stream look more like Stubbs than Hardy trees, because this sharp-toothed animal makes the Wood¬ ruff by gnawing the Bark-o(u)off these trees, thus stunting their growth. Many of the other animals are just as far from domestication as those described. In fact many are hopeless cases, and, in all prob¬ ability, will necessarily be returned to the jungle from whence they came. It is almost impossible to satisfy their enormous eating capacity. It is no pleasant sight to watch them feed. Those be¬ longing to the ' ‘genus carniferae” swallow their food half masti¬ cated, for fear the others will get more than their share. The more greedy ones keep up an incessant Hammer, Hammer on their feed¬ ing troughs, calling for more, more. Not till everything is Eaton will they leave the Zoo. Then they prowl about the campus keep¬ ing up a constant and continual Howell and Waugh! Waugh! far into the Knight. ■v The department was instituted “for the purpose of carrying on active Christian work among the students, by helping young men and women who are just entering upon their college career.” “The committee meets all trains during the opening week of the semester and makes arrangements” for taking up active work at once. “In addition to this, an in¬ formation bureau is conducted which makes arrangements by mail. The “Davis Handbook” is a most useful little book, pub¬ lished each year by the department. It contains valuable bits of information and oersonal experiences of such eminent writers as G. H. Watt, C. B. Stuht, R. G. Adams, S. E. Robinson, Jimmie Nalder, C. J. Walden and others. The book is given away and doesn’t near remunerate some of the contributors for the time spent in collecting the data. The aim of this department is to encourage original investi¬ gation and so the students are left alone in pairs, as much as possible. The apparatus is ample and the laboratories neat and cozy. Much of the work is conducted out-of-doors dur¬ ing the pleasant weather of spring and summer. Special courses will be offered in this department during “summer school.” Organization of the Department. Geo. H. Watt, Principal. Mr. Mooring, Assistant Principal. W. H. Lawrence and Miss Edith F. McDermott, Instructors. Seniors—B. A. Stimmel, W. R. Rehorn. Juniors—F. O. Kreager, A. P. Anderson, H. G. Porak, W. M. Stephen. Sophomores—R. E. Gay, R. J. Zell. O. A. Thomle, Ada Whittaker, Hazel Browne, Harriet Smith. Freshmen—W. J. McLain, Allie Spurgeon, H. E. Golds¬ worthy, Pearle Flood. Preps.—R. P. Cowgill, R. E. Chapman, Verda Hardesty. Post Graduates—E. M. Sweeley, A. J. Turner. The Fight. “Did ye hear about it, Dinnisey?” “Hear about what, Hooley?” “Ough, sure ye know well enough what it is I ' de be raferrin ' to f’r nobody ' s talkin ' about annything else but th ' fight. An ' if ye ' ll be quite I ' ll tell ye th ' datails so far as I ' ve been able to abdi¬ cate thim from th ' onofficial rapoorts that have been circalated. To begin wid, the pa-arties most vitally consarned were me frind Sidgwick. Ye knows him, he ' s a Junior and holds the intercollegi¬ ate championship f ' r bein ' the sla-apiest wan on rec-cord. An ' I think he ' s justly intitled to that distinction f ' r he ' s never been caught awake enough to disturb a class be answerin’ a question yet. The other main actor was a fellow be the name of Sam Burdgander or somethin ' to that effect. I don ' t know much about him an ' no¬ body does, but th ' facts is these. He ' s a business guy an ' he called me frind Sidgwick ' slapey ' an ' this woke him up f ' r wanst in his loife an ' Sidgwick says, says he, ‘I won ' t be called ' slapey ' be army business guy, ' says he, ' an ' you ' ve got to aither fight me, or say you were misthaken, ' says he. ' There ' s no other way to settle it,’ says he, ‘f ' r no man has a right to slander another man without his consint, ' he says, ' onless he ' s a better man,’ he says, ‘an’ I don’t believe ye ar-re. ' So out they wint behind th ' vet. hospital an ' after exercisin ' due formality they procaded to chastise ache other accardin ' to the American ideel av the manly art of self dafinse. Sam had it aisy at first but he onintintionally brushed up against ' Slapey ' an’ woke him up an ' thin there was th ' divil to pay f ' r Sam. So party soon whin ' Slapey ' stopped for wind, Sam says, says he, ‘you ' re awake, ' says he, ' an ' ye niver were slapey, an ' if ye’ll be so kind as to discontinue pulverisin ' me face ye ' ll niver be slapey agin, ' says he, an ' he says, ' let s shake hands an anny man that iver tells me ye ' re ' slapey ' I ' ll conthradik him. ' says he. 174 The “Growed-Ups” and the “Rookies.” Once upon a time there were twelve little “rookies.” Some of them were bigger “rookies” than the others. They were all old enough to be Sophomores but still they were “rookies.” Yet they were brave “rookies.” Their bravery was only surpassed by their lack of common sense. So one night they were uneasy like little children often are. They heard that some “growed ups” were go¬ ing to have a party and “sumprn” to eat. They thought that the “growed ups” would be glad to have them, so they “butted in” They that were the “growed ups” were very much amused by the “rookies.” Pretty soon it got dark. It was “rookies” time for bed. The “growed ups” told the “rookies” that it was not nice to “butt in.” The “rookies” were nice “rookies” but they didn’t know how to act. When the “growed ups” told them what to do they were ashamed and went quietly home like good little “rookies.” Lesson—One is not to blame for doing the wrong thing but for not knowing what is right. Aesop. A youth there was with valor fully paid : A. Hammer who with soft and gentle stir. When followed by a band of knights arrayed, Captured, as his prize adored, a zvagon burr. The Story of Jef. I see a man. His name is Jef. Is Jef a good man? Yes, Jef is a good man. He is a Sophomore. He likes to work for his class. Once he was class president. He played basket ball. The Sopho¬ more class liked Jef. They made him captain. This basket ball team was a strong one. It had five good players. Their names were Jef, Clare, Pat, Soapy and Barnyard! What funny names! I guess they meant Jef and Clare could Pat the ball in a Soapy Barnyard. This team played the Freshmen. They laughed at the Freshmen. They called the Freshmen little babies. They said they were very sorry for the poor Freshmen. But Jef was afraid. He told his men to fight hard. He said the Sophomore girls would like t hem if they won. The Barnyard was big. Jef and Clare got tired. The Barnyard was Soapy. Jef fell down. He could not Pat the ball into the basket. The basket hung on the wall. Jef shook his fists at it. It did not get afraid. It did not catch the ball. Jef and his men lost the game. The Sophomore girls ran away. Jef was sad and angry. He took his men to Pullman. They looked into all the windows. They were hungry. They wanted the Freshman supper. They could not find it. They bought crackers and pop. It popped after they drank it. They went to A. Ham¬ mer’s room. A. Hammer broke the pop bottles. The Sophomores drank the pop. After they drank the pop it began to pop. It made them sing. Jef sang first. He sang, ' ‘Hurrah for Jef and his heroes.” He sang until he fell asleep. In his sleep lie dreamed about the Sophomore girls. He dreamed that they drank cido: with the Freshmen boys. Sam. Sam R. was a charming young man, Who made frequent trips to Spokane. When asked why he went, He said he was bent On most urgent business up there. And so we suppose, Tho’ nobody knows, That he went for restorer of hair. 176 The Tribes, Now it came to pass, in Pullman, that on the fifth day before the feast of the passover, observed by the tribe of Moscowites, on the first and twentieth day of the tenth month; that the King “Heap Scarum,” of the tribe of Sophites, caused a decree to be published throughout the length and breadth of the land of the Pullmanites. decreeing that another and younger, yet stronger tribe of the Fraish should bow and pay homage to “Heap Scarum” and his tribe. Now it followed that early on the morrow many Sophites and Fraishites were seen heaped together upon the lawn round about “Enoch’s Temple.” Then forthwith there went another edict announcing that on the second day before the feast, a great battle was to be waged against the younger tribe. So it came to pass, as decreed, and many gathered in the mountains to witness the battle. Meanwhile the mighty elevens of the two tribes assembled, on the plains of Rogers, near unto the Lake de Puddle in the valley of Sweetwater. The Sophites, led by “Heap Scarum,” waged a fierce battle against the Fraishites headed by “Chief Pink Feather.” In the midst of the battle “Heap Scarum” commanded the sun and moon that they stand still and watch the battle. This terrified the “Rooks,” with one accord, wherefore they rushed madly down the mountain-side and were drowned in the midst of the Lake de Puddle. Georgie. There was Mack and Mracek, There was Mattice and Pick, Sometimes Thorpe and sometimes Clinton, And often still she writes to Brinton. And “Baby” Grimes she likes well. And often she delights to tell Of Logan. “Cardv” and Agnew. But to which of these is Georgie true? 177 Hooley and Prexy. “1 was in to see me frind the Prexy today,” said Mr. Hooley. “An’ was it be special invitation or what the divil brought ye in there?” asked Mr. Dinnisey. “It was of me own free will,” said Mr. Hooley, “an’ it’s a foine thing for a fellow to do occasionally just to find out that he’s not th’ whole thing ’round here and to larn who is runnin’ th’ insti- chooshun. ‘Good mornin,’ Prexie,’ says I, ‘an’ how ar-re th’ folks?’ ‘Good mornin,’ says he, widout lookin’ up or tellin’ me how th’ folks was, an’ befure I cud rapate me quistion, he oncirimoniously asked me if there was anny thing he cud do f’r me. I told him there was an’ he said ‘state your business,’ an’ says I, ‘there’s no hurry, Prexie, an’ we’d just as well be sociable about th’ matther.’ An’ says he, ‘come to th’ pint at wanst or I’ll excuse ye.’ ‘That’s just what I want ye to do,’ says I, ‘f’r I’ve got sixteen av thim an’ I can on’y use tin.’ ‘Sixteen what?’ says he. ‘Sixteen damerits,’ says I, ‘an’ what do ye mane by thrying to poke fun at me?’ says I, ‘An’ what did ye get thim f’r?’ says he. ‘They were give to me,’ says I, ‘an’ they didn’t cost me annything so I got more than I kin use,’ says I, ‘an’ I’m willin’ to give back all but tin,’ says I. ‘Who gev thim to ye?’ says he. ‘The profs,’ says I. ‘An’ why did ye let the profs do it?’ says he. ‘Shure,’ says I, ‘they did it whin I was not around to prevint it,’ says I. ‘Why wer’nt ye there?’ says he. ‘Because I was busy,’ says I. ‘Busy at what?’ says he. ‘Wurruk,’ says I. ‘Well,’ says he, ‘why did ye stay away fr’m classes?’ says he. ‘Because I thought I ought to,’ says I. ‘An’ why should ye think?’ says he. ‘Ye have no right to thry to think,’ says he. ‘An’ ye don’t know when ye ought to thry,’ says he. ‘An’ whin ye think ye’re busy,’ says he, ‘an’ hav’nt time to go to classes,’ says he, ‘come ’round th’ day befure,’ says he, ‘an’ let me know about it,’ says he. ‘Was ye sick?’ says he. ‘I was not,’ says I. ‘Thin,’ says lie, ‘I can’t do annything onless ye were sick,’ says he, ‘an’ so ye’d betther think it over carefully an’ see if ye wasn’t sick,’ says he. ‘If ye ' ll agree to it that ye was sick an’ no mistake I’ll ex¬ cuse thim.’ ‘I was not sick,’ says I, ‘but ye’ll make me sick if ye kape this up.’ ‘Good,’ says he, ‘an’ thin I’ll excuse thim.’ ‘Ye’ll have to find some other excuse,’ says I, ‘f’r I was niver sick a day av me life,’ says I. An’ wid that I left him wid his own medita¬ tions an’ sixteen onexcused damerits.” 178 Rolled Now sleeps the “rook” who seeks to rest His weary head on pillowed nest! When Sapp, with his confed’rates bold, Make up their minds, his bed to roll, He then shall bounce to “Haman’s height,” And fall to floor a sorry plight. By mystic hands his bed was rolled, From pails unseen come waters cold. Then Waller comes, with freezing look, To curse the hand that rolled the “rook.” While Oakford shall with salve repair The bruised “rook” with tender care. Jimmie. Breathes there a Prof, with hair so red, Who lately to himself hath said. A house I ' ll build with my own hand ; Whose heart hath oft within him burned, For home and wife and fortune earned, While musing o ' er a “photoed” stand. If such there breathes, go wish him well, And ring for him the wedding bell, Proclaim his titles, shout his name Throughout the land, o ' er hill and plain. Dispute not with the Fates that be. Why he should wed and not be free. Our Girl’s Choice. Oh ! for a soft and gentle boy I heard a fair one cry; But give to me the football man. With his great locks waving high, With his great locks waving high, my friends, And his spirits light and free. The Hall of Stevens is our home, And merry girls are we. His Fate. There was a profe ssor named Waller A proctor he was and a scholar, But the boys to provoke He forbade them to smoke And, alas! they buried poor Waller. 179 Prof. De Walsh—“Mr. McCroskey, do you drink your milk from a cup or from a bottle ?” Prof. Mooring—“I wonder what makes so many cobwebs ' Smart Prep—“Spiders.” Stimmel (at song service)—“Now we ' ll sing a verse of ' The Spanish Cavalier. ' You ' re all familiar with the air if you don’t know the tune.” Hattie Smith (in German 2 )—“Wenn ich ein Stimme (I) hatte dann wurde ich singen.” Miss S. O.—“Mr. Gay, will you accept a Christmas gift ten feet five inches tall and six inches wide?” Gay—“Is it horse or smokestack?” Prof. Shedd—“An amphibious animal is one that lives partly on land and partly in water.” Godfrey—“Is a duck one?” Prexie (in chapel)—“The play ' Because I Love You’ will be given tomorrow night. No, not the play will be given because I love you, but ' Because I Love You, ' the play, will be given tomor¬ row night.” First Prep.—“What ' s the matter with Prof. McCarthy?” Second Prep.—“Oh, he ' s all right. Don ' t know how to teach.” First Prep.—“Goodness me! I think he ' d have to pinch hisself to see if he ' s awake.” Mrs. Van—“Miss Whitaker is acting the part of a comforter during these weeks of cold and darkness.” “Stub” B.—“It costs too much to fall in love here.” Dannie H.—“No; it ' s swimming around after you get in that costs.” Pad—ck (in free-hand drawing class)—“Mr. Kreager, can you make a horse laugh?” Kreager—“Did I ever cause you to smile?” 180 He that stretcheth forth his neck to rubber and sayeth he rub- bereth not, lieth and the truth is not in him. Soapy Smith (at baseball game, ball falls in mud)—“That ' s what I call playing dirty ball. Cornelius (conducting chapel rally)—“We have not heard from the faculty yet. I think it wants to talk. Mr. Snow—“What is it? Herr Barry (to Miller, who wants to leave college early)—“Mr. Miller we want you to go away and I ' m sure the President wants you to go. _ Prof. Libby (after the Lombard contest, ' 04)—“Mr. Jones would ha ve won, if he hadn ' t got off the tune in two or three places. Stephen (at bookstore on evening of “Happy Hooligin, to get tickets for Athletic Entertainment)—“I want two tickets for the entertainment. (Next morning reads ticket.) “Admit one to ‘Happy Hooligin. ' Prexy (in Chapel, on question of leaving early)—“When any Professor says he’ll give you exams, early he doesn ' t know what he ' s talking about. AT THE PHONE. “Hello, Central. “Wagner’s store, please. “Hello; this Wagner’s store? “Yes. Is Miss Livingston there? « � � • « « “Hello, Miss Livingston. This is Dr. Cumming. How are you this evening? “That ' s good: quite well thank you. Have you an appointment for this evening? “Oh, that ' s too bad. I ' m sorry. I thought you’d like to go and see the children’s play at the Opera House. . “Yes, I ' m awfully sorry; I ' ll see you later. 181 Angie (getting ready for lecture)—“Our family is going to get in cheap tonight. I am going to play in the orchestra and Mike is going to usher. Matthews (in Geology i)—“Does the woodchuck belong to the same family as the oyster? Prof. Shedd—“What is a symmetrical fold? S. E. R.—“One with sides equal like the roof of a house. Prof. Shedd—“Like some houses. S. E. R.—“Yes, not like the roof of a Shedd. S. E. R. (in Geol. i)—“I don’t think that a squeeze is a fault. Do you Miss Martin? Freshman (in stock judging class)—“That horse hasn’t a friend here. He must be a Soph. John H. Jones (at N. P. depot). W. B. C.—“Hello, John! (extends hand). John H. J. (in surprise)—“I don ' t think I ' ve had the pleas- e-- W. B. C.—“Oh! I ' m Chid; hasn ' t Nell told you about me? Miss Martin (in Geol. i)—“Prof. Shedd, how is it that some people can locate water by holding a forked willow stick? Prof. Shedd—“They can’t do it. Miss Martin—“Oh; but they can! Prex.—“Fifty demerits entitles you to a dishonorable dismissal from college without honors. Dr. Egge (leading chapel)—“For I am fearfully and wonder¬ fully made. Adams (butting in)—“You have a pretty name, just like your¬ self. New Girl—“Please don’t peddle your hot air around me. I hate it. 182 De Walsh (in French class)—“Mourir, to die, verb of motion; you go either up or down.” Mr. Bloor (in quantitative lab .)—”1 want you to do your work in duplicate so as to be sure of your results.” Student (sotto voce)—“Therefore you have a duplicate baby to be sure that it is one.” Nalder (to chairman of Idaho debate at Moscow)-—“I wish to thank you for your services as chairman tonight.” Chairman (surprised)—“Let me see, what is your name? Who are you?” Nalder—“Nalder, Nalder ; you know me—Pullman.” Chairman—“No, but glad to meet you.” De Walsh (who doesn ' t believe in churches)—“Churches! Churches! So many different kinds! What good do they do for Christianity ?” Maud Spaulding (excitedly)—“Well, what good do you do?” De Walsh (firing up)—“What good do I do? Don ' t I stand up here day after day imparting to you what little of the Divine Spark I have within me?” Hazel Browne—“I think Sweeley is the manliest man I ever knew.” Gay—“That picture of Beryl is positively the prettiest picture of a girl I have ever seen; but it doesn ' t look like her.” Beattie—“Geology is not counted as a Science for Economic students.” Hunt—“I know better; it says so in the catalogue.” Beattie—“That makes no difference. I say it doesn ' t count.” (Later—it counted.) The quality of mercy is not strained—neither is Dormitory milk. It cometh to the Zoo containing the soil of Prexy ' s ranch; it is twice condemned. It sickeneth him that sees—and him that drinks. ' Tis the worst ever ; it becomes the Horned Monarch to give better milk. 183 f. F. NALDER REGISTRAR Jimmie’s Troubles. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from German on Friday was due to the following causes: Retta zvas sick. Signed: R. P. Cowgill. - To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Chem. III. on April J was due to the following causes: Helping the “Editor in Chief ” Signed: M. B. W—h. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Physics II. on Monday, April 23 was due to the following causes: Watching Cozvgill get left. Retta had already promised to go with me. Signed : Ed. M. C. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Physics on Monday morning was due to the following causes: A sudden relapse after rising. Signed : E. D. Stewart. To the Registrar : I would respectfully report that my absence from Ag. II. on Jan. 11 was due to the following causes: Busy. Signed: w. J. J. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from All Classes on March 3 was due to the following causes: Bad case of (Boyles). 185 Signed: C. B. Stuht. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Domestic VII. on March 16 was due to the following causes: That zvas Thursday and you knozv Johnnie alzvays comes on Wednesday night. Please ex. Signed: Maude S. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Ec. Sci. VIII. on April 7 was due to the following causes : Helping the Society Editor. Signed : F. O. K. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Chem. XIX. on April 13 was due to the following causes: The night before zvas prayer-meeting at the Baptist Church and WE ivent. Signed : M. T. B—n. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Spanish I. on March 2 was due to the following causes: Basket ball, etc . Signed: Beryl. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from German II. on March 23 was due to the following causes: Track zvork. Signed: Ada W. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Drill on Monday, May 1st , was due to the following causes: Sore head, weak back and a lost appetite. Signed: Robert Fariss. 186 To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Chem. Lab. on May i, 2, 3 and 4 was due to the following causes: Palpitation of the heart, due to over-study. Think I ' m lying, ask Ronald. Signed : Verda May Hardesty. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from M. E. XIII. on Feb. S was due to the following causes: I wasn ' t feeling well. Signed : A. Hooker. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from Ec. Sci. VI. on April 1 was due to the following causes: There zvas something wrong with me. Don ' t know what it zvas. Signed: R. C. McC. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from All Classes on Friday, April 21 was due to the following causes : Internal complications of the head. Signed: M. R. Klepper. To the Registrar: I would respectfully report that my absence from German on Tuesday was due to the following causes: Arthur Lezvis, Ralph Cozvgill and Mr. Kreager zvere down and kept us up so late the night before that I couldn ' t get up in time. Signed: Jo. Me. 187 The W. S. C. Hospital Corps. To Whom It May Concern: The following are the rules and regulations of the W. S. C. Hospital Corps: Art. I.— Name. This organization shall be known as the Oakford Squad. Art. II.— Members. Students of the Washington State College who have an aversion to drill are eligible. No member of the faculty or of the Board of Regents shall ever become a member. Candidates for membership must answer the following questions: 1. Do you believe in drill? 2. Why do you consider it too strenuous? 3. Whom do you consider the greatest nurse in the world? 4. Why are his initials “C. R. D. S. O. X. Y. ZA? 5. Who is the greatest man you ever saw? 6. Why does he carry the mail ? 7. If you should see a man fall from the ranks, wounded, what would you do? 8. But what if there was no tree to get behind? 9. Have you ever been in an engagement? 10. Why, then, are you still unmarried? 11. Can you describe the Hobson attack? 12. What previous experience have you had? 13. Was Dewey justified in getting married? 14. Why would you do the same? 15. Can you describe the largest hospital you ever saw? 16. Why is it near the stand-pipe? 17. Did you ever see a stomach-pump in use? 18. What had you been drinking? 19. If you should see a man drowning in three feet of water what would you do? 20. Why would you run for your rubber-boots? 21. Have you ever been vaccinated or baptized? 22. Did it take? By-Laws. This organization shall be governed in all its legal proceedings bv the laws of the state of Washington. The corps shall meet not more than four times every semester, provided, Oakford appears on the grounds, but never less than once a semester. S. E. Robinson C. C. Todd Jo McCann B. A. Stimmel M. T. Brislawn R. E. Gay H. E. Goldsworthy R. E. Chapman . . President Treasurer Secretary First Vice President Second Vice President Third Vice President Fourth Vice President Fitth Vice President 19 WEBSTER.IAN SOCIETY. The Websterians are still in the field, as the sound of the deep-voiced orator or the enthused debater will tell you on any regular meeting night. The Web is now the oldest society in College, conse¬ quently it is compelled to be dignified and set an ex¬ ample to the younger society on either side of the Web Hall. When the Secretary rises to read the minutes an occasional tinkle of glasses causes a broad smile to appear on every true Web ' s face as memories of the past are recalled. The society is flourishing now as never before. It has fallen into the habit of throwing off its mask of dignity on the occasion of the Annual Banquet and similar affairs. Long live the Web! May its walls never cease to reverberate with the thunderous voice of the ora¬ tor, the earnest, convincing tones of the debater and the popping of pop bottle corks at the Peanut Drunks ! ! ! a o tf S C I 5 £ Q o o I JS u C tc n £ £ . CJ O -=■ £i � Q £ - re C � - O SJ tin Jp w £ £ K -g H • C . 0 • kT o (J PQ pd w w i o a gj P3 C cj ir: .c fcC - J c r W W rO - £ £ ,0 r p: . U 5 W O ffi ! PQ K [i, ' d w d � i j o a: Si . u S 1 2 xll S ’ Ok. • ►J « (£ C i |-j «!? rt u(xiK ffi w — ' 5 ° ■— X V « o .5 d - o o o jg £ u H g O x cu v fiS U (j ( i 04 OFFICER.5 fat. SEMESTER Ormrhee.EF’ Pres o Eones, Ve e, Sec. Manchester, EC., F cePres ays,CM.. ' Teas t asEe SC, Sftjrn. 3 ., T Vl f ' OOLUMB Zl V E TERART SOC Et, OF fears ayo s cteadj and another of the same, name has taker? A 9 pi ace. ’A tkoayh hot a year o d S a osty n ant. Every Friday n yht ts e rer s tren y thentry steps in ora ory, debate, ar?cd head hy may he heard it? the C rad e of Science da , t s coedacat ona , Str ct y Co e y ate,ar?c an im ted n r? am her of rrernE ers and p o s s 6 it es. ROLL. Anderson, Ad Adams, ?. G. Ahe ,A. Sris a Fvn’ d.F dorter, O.d ays, dess e ftaske D. C. oh Son, £ OFF CfRS 2 nd. Se r?este - Orms ee,£.kPre.s Anderson, A.pJ ce Pres doEson, Ec w, Treas. pays,dess e. Sec. 7bneS, foF SytAms. days, C.A V, do nes.WU ' Afar s, A. Jbnes, h ' e te. A anc ?ester FC. de d,C. C. Afac fay Gentrode. futnariMood, AfacA ' ay, £A Parrot, ffe e. hye ica, Ffa den, C.d C. OrmsEeejSophia Orn?sEee.,E. R WASHINGTON LITERARY SOCIETY Who hu Zt the hat rack—the Washinyton. Who opens its room to the V M. C. A .—. the Wash¬ ington. WZ ' to “sticks “the GZee CZuZs Jor a J the broken ci ' iairs — th e Washinyton. Who c e hates an — Z y with the WeZssterian _ who hare so much music that th e ' Weiss ' cannot hear tZtqpiseirea de¬ bate ;— who hare nerer shown quarter to any feed that has erer tnrade.cZ their stro yhoid .— the Washington. Who is who—-the Washington. Qfficiers. Erst Semester. Pres. H.C. 7i dd. it P. O.W Collins. See. Hex Hunt. Trees. J. H. Bris ann. Officers Second Semester. Pres. O. W. Ce Zins. HP. Ai d. Akin Sec. A.i Moryan 7reos. d. Z-. Hunt- ROLL u _ . H. %J. y 1qn u § -khuff, N. J. A k n, J. P. Hunt, O. D. Bornsi R. E Gau, Z Z. C. ■ Tcc d, O. iff. Collins, v W. J. Robbqson, d.L.Hunt, flahj i Hunt, EuPa estine C ark, W. J. McLean, RE. Bn ant, Z § ' ' G R. ZVli Zer, EZanZt Spur ' GGcfft, c V. ris aw if G. Brocftwtru, flex. ftiznir, ft 4,Huj t j, Sfr ' cAZe ; £L.£r. C7 7S, Wi ZorcZ Brac Zejy, d. B.Zdeatvn, Reauyh, Geo. Lancerance, Ha re d Doris, EM. Beds, A. . Mayan, May serrt Doris, Wt ' kinson. ' E£. B oom, G.P fta ft zu) MEMBERS. Olive Akin. Hazel Browne. Elma McCann. Josephine McCann. Elva Libby. Jessie Hays. Ethel Cornelius. Mabel Baker. Myra Priest. Jessie Randall. Alta Collins. Madeline Kelsey. Angie Martin. Gertrude MacKay. Sarah Tuttle. Miss Baker. Katherine Baker. Stella Wilson. Ellen Crawford. Maude Putman. Etha Batts. Floy Grindrod. Arta Ricketts. Minnie Ricketts. Della Ingram. Elma Stewart. Allie Spurgeon. Retta Roberts. Louise Inenell. Elma Spaulding. Ollie Smith. Belle Parrot. Flo. Maxwell. Helen McRae. Clare Robinson. Georgie Hazelton. Ida May Woodward. Beryl Flood. Pearl Flood. Violet Burney. Frances Pitman. Ina Couch. Martha Stone. Jennie Reed. Jane E. Taylor. Anna Smith. Bessie Rodgers. Sophie Ormsbee. Lora Green. Anna Kimmel. Sadie Wallis. Clara Buell. Blanche Thayer. Florence Bean. Laura Pearson. Anna Taylor. Ethel Wexler. HONORARY MEMBERS. Mrs. O. L. Waller. Mrs. E. A. Bryan. Mrs. W. J. Roberts. Mrs. Elton Fulmer. Mrs. W. G. Beach. Mrs. N. L. Van Doren. Mrs. R. P. Jarvis. Mrs. S. B. Nelson. Mrs. C. A. Barry. Mrs. MacKay. 198 Mrs. Thatcher. Mrs. E. Kimmel. Mrs. A. E. Egge. Miss Malotte. Miss McDermott. a tn tf. r ° 4Jk x V f 8w- V t, ° s f-ffiftftott d $C C ’fyvrtf That may-fct as tho” art in ■ tKf$fffU°tt 4W r S°b« o ff IvAS. Af o {y wtp i fc •$ ' v { | 7 5 -f k w H n - cott -F - oo x as. T Za-it •Cfy st r Cos- cr ' il 6 ..in they d on c ’ father; ! ■ � th« tH«y � ls 5 that J0 H the m q that, ho Si me | [ • ? fyo £ $$ of 1 C. [.Sf t s • ■ ($ t zy ’ ■V. cr o (jf yf‘ we t Rosi CTo V 7 f irt TA4[ h %f v££ $r i fafytfS t r =DCL titmjmut. = 00 = Staff. Frank O. Kreager Clare C. Todd Elm a L. McCann H. W. Walter Roy G. Adams Mike T. Brislawn R. E. Gay May Belle Walsh W. J. McLean Fred Eberspacher Editor in Chief Associate Editor Associate Editor Business Manager Subscription Manager Athletics . . . Locals Society Exchanges . . Mailing Clerk 201 . La Salle. P. S. Guilford. M. Martin. B. E. Smead. R. R. Woodruff. Hyslop. F. W. McKenzie. H. Jensen. J. A. Smith. E. D. Stewart. }. Collier. C. R. Gill. Ed. Grimes. J. C. Love. M. E. Cheney. V. Miller. F. H. Brown. Arthur Hooker. Wm. D. Love. G. M. Ross. Chas. T. Miller. ORATORY AND DEBATE. The student who can speak before the student body can speak before a large assembly of citizens, and then backed up with suf¬ ficient training, an honest purpose and absolute sincerity he can speak before the whole world. Many students make a vital mis¬ take when they neglect this part of their college training. The contests are many and the prizes handsome and costly, but the value of oratory and debate toward the development of the highest and best that is in you is priceless. In intercollegiate contests this college ranks high. In oratory we have surpassed all. In debate we soon hope to be the peer of all. CONTESTS. ' Elementary Declamation—Won by E. V. Coull. Collegiate Declamation—Won by Hugh C. Todd. Freshman - Sophomore Oratorical— Won by Hugh C. Todd. Collegiate Oratorical—Won by Hugh C. Todd. Intercollegiate—Whitman, Idaho and State College—Won by Hugh C. Todd. Lombard Oratorical—Won by Milton R. Klepper. Debate—Idaho-State College, Moscow, Idaho, Dec. io, 1904. “Resolved, That laws should be passed compelling the management of any busi¬ ness undertaking that secures control of an industry to sell its products at a rea¬ sonable rate and without discrimination.” Note —The negative shall make no reference to the tariff. Idaho : Affirmative—Guy V. Holman, Charles Montandon, Victor Price. State College: Negative—S. E. Robinson, H. B. Berry, F. O. Kreager. Won by affirmative. 204 Debate—Whitman-State College, Pullman, Wash., April 8, 1905. “Resolved, That it should be the policy of the United States not to hold territory permanently unless with the purpose that it ulti¬ mately enjoy statehood.” Whitman: Affirmative—James Gilbraith, Harold Ellis, Linnie M. Marsh. State College: Negative—Milton R. Klepper, Will J. Jones, F. O. Kreager. Won by affirmative. 205 Debate—Montana-State College, Missoula, Montana, April 8, Resolved. That the United States should withdraw from the Philippines, following its own precedent in Cuba. State College: Affirmative-W. J. McLean, F. K. P. Baske, F. O. Kreager. Montana: Negative—Williams, Goodburn, Harmon. Won bv negative. 206 Russia ' s Failure. Hugh C. Todd Winner Intercollegiate Oratorical Contest. Far across the waters of the Atlantic, from the Baltic to the Urals, and continuing from steppe to steppe across the Siberian plains to the great Pacific, there exists a vast empire, drawing the attention of the civilized world. This empire has been formed with wonder¬ ful rapidity. Entire continents have been crossed and whole peoples have been absorbed. Russia’s advance has been wonderful in extend¬ ing the limits of her empire and in forcing many peoples under her dominion, but she has failed in the true grandeur of a nation. She still pursues the cruel conquests peculiar to the middle ages; she still casts her subjects into deeper and deeper ignorance and oppression; she still clings to a half barbaric civilization; and has failed in the great work that a nation must do. So, in spite of her many con¬ quests, in spite of her enormous population , in spite of the vastness of her empire itself, Russia must stand condemned as a national failure. 207 The amazing power of this empire, first springing as a definite nation from the principality of Moscow, in the interior of Europe, has steadily extended in all directions until as a mighty river it has flowed into the seas of unparalleled aggrandizement. The germ of nationality imbedded in that tiny kingdom soon spread its influence to the surrounding provinces and pushed on nearer and nearer to the coveted coasts of the seas. But it was left for that “Great Wond¬ er Worker,” Peter the Great, to obtain the first Russian port on the sea and to found St. Petersburg on the Baltic. Bold Empress Cathe¬ rine moved the Russian boundary toward Constantinople and ac¬ quired the North coast of the Black Sea. Then Russia reached forth and absorbed Finland. Once, twice, three times, this dangerous and growing power disrupted Poland, that the limits of the ever increasing Russian empire might be still further enlarged. This policy, irresistibly pursued, soon brought her to the Caspian Sea and extended her southern frontiers far into the Persian kingdom. Thus with one bold stride after another Russia fought her way into the possession of the entire eastern half of Europe. While Russia was developing her interests in Europe, she was also slowly and silently following the policy of turning to the East and stretching herself to the great Pacific. Oriental in origin, it has been easy for the Slav to advance to the Orient. Little by little, through conflict and through conquest, the fertile valleys and the vast Siberian plains have been added until in i860 all northern Asia from the Ural Mountains to the Pacific Ocean became a fixed part of the great dominions of the Russian Empire. So that for Russia it must be said, not only “Westward,” but “Eastward the star of empire takes its way.” Thus Russia had become a great empire. But she was still dis¬ satisfied. Her limits on the Pacific were too far north. Vladivos¬ tok, her most southern port, was claimed by severe cold and be¬ sieged nine months of the year by icy seas. Russia must go on still further. The possession of Manchuria or Korea was the only pos¬ sible solution to the problem of an open port—a problem handed down from ruler to ruler. The ice-bound Russians having once determined upon this policy, the adroit diplomacy of the Russian 208 capital made one or both a realization, assured and inevitable. Ine¬ vitable! The ingenious and adept diplomacy that brought the Slav to the Pacific, laid plans so skillfully that when the courted moment came Russia took possession of Manchuria. This bold step at last gave Russia her only port upon an open sea ; realized the great de¬ sires of generations of rulers; forced Russia into the apparent po¬ sition of the leading foreign nation in the Orient; gave to her diplomatic and commercial predominance, and “completed the bril¬ liant chapter which leaves Russia today with a naval base, an army and a railway at the gates of the imperial city of Pekin.” So that she is now strategically situated at the theater of war in the present conflict that Japan is waging for the supremacy of right, justice and the principle of self-preservation. The making of these vast strides in the establishment of an un¬ equaled territorial continuity; the winning of some of the greatest victories in the world of diplomacy; the binding of over one hundred million people to an absolute rule has been due to the worthy am¬ bition to obtain better paths to the open sea and to make Russia a powerful empire. This ambition regulated the plans of Ivan the Terrible; incited the vast undertakings of Peter the Great; in¬ spired the boldness of Empress Catherine, and animated Nicholas II. in his vigorous movements in forcing Russia to the front among the nations of the world—but, alas! Russia’s failure! Her frontiers have been extended and whole peoples have been conquered, but this, this at the great sacrifice of life, principle and the true grandeur of a nation! This has been Russia’s failure. The absolute form of the Russian government is so harsh, so oppressive and so tyrannical, that per¬ sonal security is a myth; liberal action, suppressed; and liberty of conscience, a crime. Her internal oppression has cast a shadow of gloom over her many peoples Finland was conquered, yet the Finns never prosper ; Poland was acquired, yet the Poles were denational¬ ized; the Jews have been made Russians, yet the Jewish massacres have made the world weep. The burdens of taxation and the eco¬ nomic distress and misery of the poor peasants surges to the surface of our imagination. The Siberian exile system lingers with the 209 despotism of the Slav. There in the exile prisons and convict mines we may see massed the thousands who believe in good government, personal security and justice; the very principles for which they were banished. There we may see chained convicts whose guilt or inno¬ cence has never been tested by court or by law, yet whose heavy chains are forged for life. There we may see men and women who for crying out against oppression, who for advocating liberty even by peaceful methods, have been banished forever and plunged into the very gorges of misery and separated from all the joys of life. True it is, then, if we would delve deep and deeper into cruelty and injustice, we have but to think of the brown Siberian plains and the cold regions of northern Asia, where march the exile parties while Russia worships at the ancient tomb of barbarism. True, the world looks with admiration upon much that the Slav has achieved, yet, after all, what good that has been accomplished by Russia for the Balkan Christians will not be forever over¬ shadowed bv her primary and traditional desire to be master of the Bosphorus; what triumph in Russia’s successful diplomacy will not be forever degraded when we consider the selfish aim for which all moral duties were displaced; what greatness in the vast territorial strides of that empire will not be void of praise when we know every foot of her soil to be desecrated by the tyrannical oppression of over one hundred million subjects; what glory in that Tribunal of Peace will not fade from view when we recall the next decisive move of the ' ‘Czar of Peace” to be a declaration of war against right and justice? Let us pause in thought one moment to contrast the real Russian spirit with the highest aims of the civilized world. Contrast the cruel subjection of all Russian subjects, with the gradual extension of popular government; contrast the selfish interest of the Slav in the world’s polity, with the growing recognition of the allied in¬ terests of the civilized nations of the world; contrast the Russian aims in the Far East with the spirit that prompted Commodore Per¬ ry, with one hand upon the Bible, to sail peacefully into the harbors of Japan and deliver the Empire of the Rising Sun from the shack¬ les of the past,” and open the troubled waters of the Orient to the 210 nations of the world. Then contrast the whole history of Russian despotism, with universal advancement, universal equality, universal peace and Christian civilization. As we recall the true history of the Russian advance, we can clear¬ ly hear the mingled hells of slow time and of justice tolling the con¬ demnation of the Russian spirit. What wonderful progress! What vast dominions! What unparalleled aggrandizement! The world may admire her magnificent diplomacy and wonder at her power, but O, Russia, what have been your methods, what have been your ideals? Turn back the pages of your history and there in the an¬ nals of justice is recorded your condemnation. Condemned for your despotic rule over millions; rebuked for the murder of the Jews; degraded for the misery of your poor peasants; denounced for your absolute oppression of all new subjects; disgraced for your pitiless soldiery, slaughtering women, children and the aged. Condemned! The very Siberian soil, your stepping stone to the Pacific, speaks to let the world know the shameful truth. Read in your books. There in Tolstoi’s “Resurrection,” in “A World of Outcasts” and “Notes From the House of the Dead” is recorded the darkest history of the torturing anguish of a people working in chaos and in darkness. We hear of political cells, of convict mines and exile prisons where their gray, rough granite walls are shutting out the light of the world and their cold, damp cells are dosing in about the victims, crushing out their very lives. The anger of the world rises high in condemnation as we recount your absolute disregard for all moral issues in your diplomatic journey in search of better paths to the open sea and in the government of your many peoples of whose mill¬ ions it must be said: “Who breathes must suffer; who thinks must mourn; And he alone is bless’d, who ne’er was born.” Seldom in the history of nations has any power accomplished such seeming success, yet such dismal failure. The great lesson that Russia teaches us is, that the true greatness of a nation consists in carrying civilization wherever that nation goes. It has justly been written, “Not conquest or slaughter, expansion or wealth, but right¬ eousness alone exalteth a nation.” Surely, then, the true grandeur of a nation lies not alone in an absolute devotion to selfish interests, but in a deep consideration for the welfare of all; not in a land of exiles, but in a realm of liberty; not in the rule of one man at St. Petersburg, but in liberty and equality among all men; not in the cruel subjection of conquered tribes, but in uplifting ignorance and advancing intelligence; not in bondage, but in freedom; not in war, but in peace; not in strength, but in love; free thought, free speech, liberty of conscience, true Christian civilization, and in justice and beneficence to all mankind. 212 Mirabeau. Milton R. Klepper. Winner Lombard Oratorical Contest. If there is one man who stands pre-eminently above all others in the securing of “liberty, equality and fraternity” for the French¬ man—that man is Mirabeau. On the 5th of May, 1789, the first States-General held in France for nearly two hundred years, met at Versailles. One vital question arose. The privileged classes decided that the orders must work separately. The commons expected and insisted that represen¬ tatives should be acc ording to the numerical strength of each order. To break the dead-lock the commons arbitrarily formed them¬ selves into the National Assembly. They solemnly swore—“to ful¬ fill with zeal and fidelity the duties which devolve upon them.” This four thousand spectators saw and heard, four thousand ap¬ proved and applauded, four thousand joined their voices with the National Assembly in “Long live the King.” The King, angered at this rashness, excluded them from their usual meeting place. Still determined, they met upon that memor- 213 able twentieth of June, 1789, in the Tennis Court at Versailles, and amidst a scene of wild excitement, swore that they would not sepa¬ rate until they had drawn up a new constitution for France. This oath was the first revolt. It meant that the men who swore it must win or die. There could be no middle course. A traitor ' s death or a patriot ' s reward was the sole alternative. The King, somewhat baffled, appeared in person before the As¬ sembly, offered many concessions, many reforms and demanded that the deputies of the three orders proceed to their separate chambers. For the commons it was a crucial moment. For the time it appeared that all was lost, that the oath which they had solemnly sworn was only an empty threat. Their ship of state was upon a stormy sea, the piiot and crew drunk and the compass thrown into the surging foam; drunk with the sight of democracy, of relief—a relief from absolutism ; drunk with the infusion of new ideas of political and re¬ ligious institutions ; drunk with the thought of “liberty, equality and fraternity. “If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe— Such boasting as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law— Lord God of hosts be with us yet, Lest we forget—lest we forget! And so it was. The one man who was to prove himself the pilot was not drunk, but at the wheel. Mirabeau saved, as with his own strength, the very existence of this Constitutional Assembly, turned the whole tide of affairs at a moment, a moment decisive, decisive for all the future. In the face of the King ' s decree, in the face of the mili¬ tary power of the Bourbons, in the face of the Bastile and the scaf¬ fold, in the face of all this, Mirabeau stood with a faith unswerved and a countenance unshaken as he defied the King ' s deputy. “Go and tell those who sent you, said he, “that we are here by the will of the people, and nothing but the power of the bayonet shall drive us hence. “Let them stay if they please, was the King’s reply. They remained. The populace supported them, and they proceeded with the formation of the constitution. 214 Thus for the time they were victorious, but the crucial test was yet to come. It soon became apparent to a few, and especially to Mirabeau, that a mistake was being made in the efforts of the As¬ sembly to direct the administration of the government. Their blunders soon were felt in every department. Mirabeau foresaw the government ruined, the constitution trampled in the dust, the very object which the National Assembly sought, sacrificed and their life¬ blood poured out at the holy shrine to which their rash ignorance was leading them. He saw all this; this the result of divorcing au¬ thority from responsibility ; this because the Assembly held the King- responsible and yet would give him no authority. Warned by his vision, Mirabeau set about to form a constitutional ministry from the leading members of the Assembly. But his power, his striking personality and his persuasive eloquence were spent in vain. The other legislators feared his personal ambition. They drew back from his counsel as a child fears to take medicine, and refused that which meant their very existence. The breach widened. Mirabeau, realizing the utter failure to secure any satisfactory ends in the Assembly, turned to the Court and became the secret advisor of the King. And so we have this champion of the revolution, this man who had done more than any one else toward the consolidation and main¬ tenance of the revolutionary body, devoting himself to the man whose power he so sought to throttle. Without further considera¬ tion we are prone to look upon him as the traitor to the cause of lib¬ erty. Not so, however. We must still admit him to be the fore¬ most factor in the race for freedom. He saw the absolute necessity of a strong executive if the actions of the crisis of 1789, the riots in the cities and the abolition of feudalism and old authority was not to lead to anarchy. Anarchy he hated. “Liberty—equality and fra¬ ternity” he loved. He accepted money from the King? Yes. He accepted a bribe? No. He turned to the Court as the last resource. He took money to make possible the giving of his entire time, en¬ ergy and ability to the people, the securing of whose freedom was his highest ambition. As advisor to the King he drew up many ad¬ mirable state papers. But the wise advice of the great statesman 215 went unheeded. Both the King and Queen regarded their connec¬ tion with him as the clever muzzling of a dangerous revolutionary leader. They could not comprehend his desire to establish a strong executive for the sake of France and looked upon it as a bit of per¬ sonal ambition. Succeeding, however, in being elected a member of the foreign diplomatic committee of the Assembly, Mirabeau became its reporter at once. In this capacity he was able to control the pressing foreign affairs for the remaining few months up to his death. He died April 2, 1789. With his death there departed the greatest states¬ man and orator of the revolution, one who might have saved the King and yet have secured in a constitutional monarchy “liberty, equality and fraternity;” This he sought to do. In this he failed. Thus the matter went from bad to worse. The pilot had gone. They plunged themselves into the reign of terror. The bloody and de¬ structive Napoleon followed and then again came the Bourbon rule. But now, glancing over the century which has passed, we see that the French have that for which they strove in those troublous days— “liberty, equality and fraternity”—and, too, calling to mind all the good, the great, the wise of the misty past, all whose genius has pleaded for this, this cause of the people against Kings, of human progress and happiness against tyrannical oppression, selfish privi¬ leges and petrified castes, calling to mind all whose genius has plead¬ ed this cause we find towering above them all, the statesman, the orator, Mirabeau. 216 The social side of college life at the State College is one that makes both student and professor, both young and old, feel hap¬ pier and better for having cast their lot in our midst. The college entertainments, receptions, parties, dinners, straw-rides, excursions and picnics fill the life of the college community with a stir and fascination that develops the best that is in a person and makes him broader, better and happier. The college is a world—a new life that should strengthen and develop the young life into stronger manhood, ready for the life of the broader world. 217 I JUNIOR PROM 4 4 S ' ■ 1 1 j At Home. Miss Hattie Keith, W. H. Monroe .Clarkston Miss Myrtle Finley, Albert Spurgeon. Bridgeport Miss Lulu Gbace Colburn, Henry Kenyon Burch Morenci, Oregon Miss Lena Hamilton, D. Chandeler Woodward .... Colfax Miss Cleo Holt, Prof. W. R. Bi.oor .Pullman Miss Anna Hays, L. L. Totten. Oakesdale Miss Eva Odessa Thayer. William A. Wallis . Juliaetta, Idaho Miss Maude Burnette, George Grimes .Pullman Miss Estella Pickerell, T. J. Anders. Castle Rock Miss Lotta Jones, O. E. Miller .Washtucna Miss Elsie Hailston, Frank M. Lowden .... Walla Walla Miss Bay Wallis, W. A. Hali. Seattle, Washington Miss Ethel Cornelius, S. O. Jayne . Zillah, Washington 219 Mrs. E. A. Bryan. Mrs. Nancy L. Van Dorcn. Mrs. O. L. Waller, Mrs. S. B. Nelson. Mrs. C. A. Barry, Mrs. W. B. Strong. COMMITTEES. Executive and Floor —Major R. G. Adams, Capt. W. C. Knight. Capt. Arthur Hooker, Capt. J. H. Fulton. Invitation —Capt. J. H. Fulton, Capt. W. M. Stephen, Lieut. E. D. Ickes. Programme —Capt. Arthur Hooker, Lieut. M. E. Cheney, Lieut. Frank Spurgeon. Decoration —Capt. W. C. Knight. Capt. Chas. R. Larue, Lieut. J. A. Davis, Lieut. P. C. Clark. Music—Major R. G. Adams, Capt. W. M. Stephen, Lieut. C. A. W. Dawson. Refreshment —Capt. C. R. Larue. Lieut. T. O. Morrison, Lieut. R. E. Bryant. Door —Capt. Hugh C. Todd, Lieut. C. R. D. S. Oakford, Lieut. A. R. Botcher. 220 He stood beneath her window, With his rackets in his hand. The ling’ring shades did softly go And the dew gleamed o’er the land. He stood beneath her window, And called with gladsome voice. The sun arose in tender glow, Yet the grass with dew was moist. He stood beneath her window. And wept as one forlorn. The sun beat down on him below. With the strength of full blown morn. He stood beneath her window, And yet for her did long. When still he got a harder blow. For he heard the breakfast gong. 222 Peanut Drunk, From the West and from the Southward Came the hungry tribe of Webster, Stealing to the halls of science, In the cover of the darkness. From within, the clink of bottles Mingled with the joyous laughter, Told of merry pranks and drinking, Drinking pop and eating peanuts. Long they had observed the custom In the wigwam of their fathers, Praising thus the name of Webster. When the jolly feast had ended, Forth into the outer darkness Went the banqueters in silence. Clad in gowns of snowy whiteness, Like the ghosts of the departed, They circled round the Hall of Stevens. At the signal from the leader All their voices rose in singing, In glad songs of adoration, Sang the warriors ’neatli the windows; Praises of the maidens sang they, Praises, too, of Daniel Webster. Through the snow and through the darkness Tramped the band of ghostly figures, Through the howling of the West wind, Fierce and strong Palousi-keewis. 223 Round the wigwam of a maiden Who had loved the name of Webster Sang the band of serenaders. Long they sang and loud and sweetly. But the maiden gave no answer, Gave no sign that she had heard them. Then in silence strode the figures To the shelter of their wigwams. Thus the celebration ended; Thus it was the sons of Webster Paid due homage to their father. ■ ENCAMPMENT. Early on the morning of the 18th of May, 1904, the Washington State College cadets left their comfortable armory and marched to the O. R. N. depot in a cold, drizzling rain. But before the spe¬ cial reached Spokane the rain had ceased and the sun shone forth in its bright, warm rays and assured a splendid military encamp¬ ment. The cadets arrived in Spokane at twelve o ' clock and paraded the principal streets before boarding the street cars for Corbin Park. “Squirt, our mascot, did not like the street cars, so he chased them back into the city without much loss to the car wheels or to himself. A detail was sent after him and then the brave dog settled down to protect the camp. The great crowds of spectators who came to the camp every day was sufficient evidence of the interest and appreciation of the Spo¬ kane people for our cadets and State College. But as night fell the excitement changed in character, especially for the sentinels. The lines would be run, both by friend and foe. until sometimes the sentries didn ' t know a man from a tree, and continually called in most commanding tones: “Halt three times or I fire! The Fort Wright boys showed them a good time by night, but were brought to terms by the use of the guard tent and sentinels in charge of our brave little Adjutant. The ball given to the cadets in Elks’ Temple by Company H was a very pleasing affair and was greatly appreciated by all. On the fourth day camp was struck and our annual encampment became a part of great military history, outrivaling the great Na¬ poleon and the victories of Alexander, and dimming the glory of the great Oyama and the heroes of Whelan Bridge. 227 SENATOR J. P SHARP 3)it flJrmuriam 3ltt Ufomnrg of iffrmtk (SLomototk. Frank was but twenty years old. Bright, pleasant, congenial— he was loved by all. His opportunity was open, his possibilities were great. And yet, yet strange and wonderful works the hand of the One who made his life—He created him, He took him from us. We mourn for you, for the best, and say—Goodbye. 3fn HHemcrtam. On the night of April 5, 1905, occurred the sad accident at Colfax which ended a bright and promising life, and took away one whom we loved. Laura Mae Onstot was born near Theon, Wash., May 5, 1882. After getting her early education in the public schools of Asotin, she entered the Washington Agricultural College in the fall of 1900 as a Junior Preparatory student. Here she spent almost four happy years, having been out during 1903-4. In college Mae was honored and loved by students and faculty alike. Always cheerful and full of life, yet mindful of others and ever ready to do an act of kind¬ ness, she was a favorite among all who knew her. The influence of her strong character was always felt in all activities of college life, whether in her regular work or in athletics, of which she was so fond. In the classroom she was bright and earnest, for her ideals and aspirations in life were high. A favorite in the social world, she shed an influence of charm about her, by her winning and gra¬ cious personality. In the midst of these sweet associations of college life the Angel of Death struck her gently and called her away. We loved her, and the days she spent with us will ever be held dear in our memory. She sleeps now near her old home, but the world is brighter and better for her life. To the Memory of Mae Onstot. Dear, loving comrade-friend, whose soul, ’Mid noise, confusion and the sounds of fear, Went out, to tread the unknown path That leaves this world of sun and shadow here;— Do you look down from your bright home And see us as we mourn you here below? Who miss the sweetness of your laugh, The merry, sunny laugh, that rippled so, And do you see the tears that flow At thought that never, in this world, again Our eyes shall see you face to face? Ah! Love, the quick tears hide my moving pen. Death seemed so far, so far from you; You were so full of life, and joy, and light. Alas! to us at some time comes The “Reaper of the Flowers” in His might. He chooses from earth’s fairest blooms The blossoms for the garden of the King; The flower most loved He takes away, And leaves us looking, longing, sorrowing. “Farewell! dear Heart, a fond farewell,” Our sad hearts say, while tears are falling fast; And then, we whisper softly, “Au revoir,” Till we shall wake to Heaven and life at last. 253 CALENDAR. MARCH . 28. Lecture by Boyer: “What Time Is It and Where Are We?” APRIL . 1. Spring days come; Prexie reminds us again that “In the spring a young man ' s fancy,” etc. 2. Indoor field meet. After the meet, Freshman-Sophomore tug of war; ’06 victorious. 3. Easter Sunday. 6. Glee Club concert at opera house. 7. Banner won by the Senior Class t 1 1 est song at the Glee is presented in chapel. 10. Keep off the grass! ti. Mr. Mangold (confidentially to a friend) : “No, Miss Brislawn doesn ' t need to work hard to get a good grade in my class.” 13. Rob has a date for an early game of tennis. 235 APRIL — Continued. 14. Prof. Beach lectures after chapel on “Napoleon. ' 15. Debate with Montana: “Monroe Doctrine.” W. A. C. wins. Our team: Brislawn, Hooker, Kreager; in other words, the What-Not, the Bob-tail and Rag-tag. 16. Mozart Symphony Club concert. 19. Inter-class Oratorical Contest. Each class has one representa¬ tive. Hugh Todd of Sophomore class wins. Mr. Cowgill, in the chapel rally (knowing that the chapel will be crowded at the contest) announces that “The Preps will be here to¬ night holding their own” 22. Miss Paxson and Miss Shield talk to the girls. Homer Dav¬ enport, the cartoonist, entertains us. 23. The cooking class in Domestic Economy gives a 50-cent dinner. Three courses, for six people, all for 50 cents, at actual cost. 24. Class field meet. The Freshmen win the cup—F. 78, S. 21, J. 16. But still “Slim” Stuht’s salient “stunts” surpass “Stout” Sapp’s snail-like slowness. 25. Miss Beulah Wilson of Spokane sings in chapel; Annual goes to print and Sam is happy. 27. Prof. Fulmer and wife leave for the East. W. A. C. meets the U. of I. on Rogers field in the first championship base¬ ball game—W. A. C., 5; U. of I., o. 28. “Cultivate Politeness.” College picnic idea comes out in the Evergreen. 236 A PRIL—C o n tinned . 29. Annual election of officers of Students ' Assembly. 30. W. A. C. vs. U. of I., field meet; W. A. C. wins. Score: W. A. C., 81; Idaho, 41. MAY. i. Dr. Nelson addresses Y. M. and Y. W. C. A. in chapel at 2 p. m. on “Equilibrium in Life. 5. Track meet with U. of M.—W. A. C., 87; U. of M., 26. Col¬ lege records made in pole vault and shot put. Pole vault, 9 ft. 8 in., Cowgill; shot put, 38 ft. 6 in., Preston. 6. Baseball—W. A. C. vs. S. H. S. Junior Prom. 7. First picnic party at the river. Baseball, W. A. C. vs. Blair. W. A. C. Preps, and W. W. H. S. debate; 2 to 1 in W. A. C. ' s favor. ti. “Jimmy Nalder is seen alone on the campus!! The delegate of Y. W. C. A. leaves for Capitola convention. 13. The Freshmen entertain the U. of I. Freshmen in Stevens Hall; the Sophs “swipe the ice cream and have a “feed. As a result a certain brown (?) haired Freshman maid severely lectures a certain little Soph. The track men leave for the Whitman meet. MA Y—Con t inned. 14. The Middle Preps, entertain the Senior Preps, in Stevens Hall. Field meet with W. C—W. A. C., 84; W. C., 38. 16. Sophomores make a second public acceptance of the Fresh¬ man baseball challenge. Senior-Faculty baseball game— Seniors, 16; Faculty, 18. Annual Websterian banquet at Artesian Hotel. Washington banquet at Palace Hotel. 17. Annual band concert. 238 M A Y — Continued. 18. Cadets leave for encampment at Spokane. Major Schuele and Miss Spaulding board the train amid showers of rice and old shoes. When about a mile from town Capt. Kimmel “re¬ members that he has forgotten his wife” and orders the train to return. 19. Baseball on Rogers Field, W. A. C. vs. Whitman; score, 17 to 1 in W. A. C.’s favor. 20. Baseball on Rogers Field, U. of I. vs. W. A. C.; score, 7 to 6 in our favor. Reception to baseball boys at Stevens Hall. 21. Boys return from encampment hungry, tanned and tired; “Shorty” Thompson, the hero of Camp Barnard, occupies a seat of honor in a wheelbarro w and heads the procession as the boys march back to Ferry Hall. 239 MA V — Continued. 23. Monsieur Gage informs the French class that they are all ab¬ sent. 24. Inspection of cadets. The “W’s” are presented in chapel. Girls of Stevens Hall give Mrs. Van Doren a party. Mrs. Ander¬ son entertains the Seniors. 25. ' Prof. Beattie entertains his Botany I class. Senior Class meeting. “Shall the Senior Class eat dinner to¬ gether at the College picnic ?” “How many are going?” It is found that Mr. Schuele and Miss Spaulding are the only ones who have decided to go. The class decides that the Seniors shall not eat dinner together at the picnic. 27. The Y. M. C. A. delegates leave for the conference at Gear¬ hart. Chapel meeting; college picnic is dropped; Mr. Klep- per “orates.” 28. Intercollegiate oratorical contest held at Moscow; W. A. C. wins, through our representative, Hugh C. Todd. 30. A holiday. 31. Senior vacation begins. JUNE. 2. Look out for the “home stretch.” 3. Annual orchestral concert. 6. Stearns medal contest; F. O. Kreager wins. 7. Election of the Evergreen editor: F. O. Kreager is elected editor-in-chief. 240 8 . Prof. Elliot and Miss Virginia McIntosh are married, io. Mike Brislawn (looking at a plan of the lots on College Hill) —“There, that’d be the finest place in the world to live—fac¬ ing the girl’s dorm.” COMMENCEMENT CALENDAR. Reception by Faculty to Senior Class.June 7 Competitive Drill of the Cadet Battalion.June 8 Annual Oratorical Contest—Lombard Prize Medal .... June 9 Annual Art Exhibit, Studio.June 10 Annual Exercises of the Literary Societies.Tune 10 Annual Piano Recital—Burgan and Eilers Prize Contests . June 11 Baccalaureate Address. Rev. E. S. Muck Icy. Portland . June 12 Annual Address to Y. M. C. A. and Y. W. C. A. . . June 12 Dr. Oliver W. Van Osdel, Spokane. Meeting of the Board of Regents .... June 13, 9:00 a. m. Class Day Exercises.Tune 13 Graduating Exercises of Schools.June 14, 8:00 p.. m. College Band Concert.June 15 241 U NE — Continued. The President ' s Reception. Commencement Day . . _. Annual Meeting and Banquet of Alumni Asso¬ ciation .Thursday, June Tune 15 Tune 16 16, 8:30 p. m. n. Capt. Kimmel entertains the commissioned officers in honor of Major Schuele. SEPTEMBER. 29. Junior strawride. First issue of Evergreen. 242 OCTOBER. 1. First victory of football season—W. A. C., 29; S. H. S., o. 2. An old landmark gone; Niebel shaves his moustache. 4. Have you subscribed for the Evergreen —and the Chinook? 10. Freshmen-Sophomore war begins, for the “Yellow Devils” appear. 11. Freshmen-Sophomore rush in chapel. 12. Prexy comes early to chapel “to avoid the rush.” Freshmen- Soph. football game; neither score. Y. W. C. A. pennant sale. “ ’07 Hilarities ' 14. “Because I Love You ' at opera house. Faculty reception to U. of I. faculty at Stevens Flail. 15. Mr. Robinson and Mr. Hooker make a reputation as expert window washers. 17. Soph, seats are gone from chapel; Prexy roasts the Freshmen. 18. Cadets are presented with their commissions in chapel. 19. The seats that walked away the other day are brought back on a wagon. 20. Rally in chapel results in torchlight chain gang in the evening. 21. Game with Moscow—W. A. C., o; U. of I., 5. Girls of Stevens Hall give a masquerade party. 27. Mr. Beach talks on Bible study in chapel. Y. M. C. A. Bible study rally. Football boys leave for Seattle. 29. Football, W. A. C. vs. U. of W., defeated with honor—U. of W., 12; W. A. C., 6. Senior and Middle Prep, football game; score, 6-6. 31. Reception of “heroic 11” by the band and 600 students at the depot. 243 I. NOVEMBER. New student to Carl Hays: “Are you Prof. Roberts?” 2. “Bill” Minnick, Harry Brinton and Jack Early stop at W. A. C. to say “Hello.” Vocal duet (?) by Prof. Strong and Carl Hays in chapel. 4. Preston Search lecture on “The Most Beautiful Pictures in the World.” 5. Preps, defeat Garfield. 7. Mr. Nalder and Miss McCann, who teach in the same class room: Miss Me—“Say, Mr. Nalder, did you see those big, big rubbers under the desk?” Mr. N.—“Yes, are those yours ?” 9. Some of our tittle girls, for disobedience to their teacher, are required to work five button-holes as punishment. 10. “Mr. Hooley” begins to write for Evergreen. 12. Preps, “wiped out” Oakesdale; score, 42 to o. 244 NO V EMBER—C ontinued . 14. Football victories: W. A. C. vs. U. of M., 6 to 5; second team, W. A. C. vs. U. of I., 46 to 6. 17. Prof. Thomas J. Pennell of Whitman College gives a recital. 18. ' Varsity Thanksgiving ball at gymnasium. 19. Freshman-Sophomore pa rty at gymnasium. Preps, defeat Colfax H. S. 6 to o. 21. Mid-semester exams. “You can lead your horse to water, But you cannot make him drink; You can ride your little pony, But you cannot make him think.” 22. Prof. Strong forgets to wear a necktie. 24. Thanksgiving football game, W. A. C. vs. W. C.; score, 34 to 4 in our favor. Thanksgiving holidays, many jollities. 30. Jacob Riis lectures on “Battle With the Slums.” 245 DECEMBER. X. First snow. 2. In the enthusiasm of a basketball rally in chapel the Sophs, become so excited that they give the college yell instead of their class yell. Dancing party given by some Ferries to some other fairies. 3. Senior banquet in honor of the Senior football heroes. Freshies are victorious over the Sophs, in basketball. “Thus endeth the second Sophomore victory?” 5. Four Sophomore girls appear in corduroys. (?) 7. Seniors first appeared in caps and gowns at chapel. 9. Twelfth annual declamation contest—Hugh C. Todd, winner; Jesse Akin, second. Twelve jolly merry makers have a feed in Agricultural Lab. 246 DEC EM BER — Continued. 10. Intercollegiate debate between U. of I. and W. A. C. at Mos¬ cow; 130 W. A. C. students attend; unanimous decision for Idaho. 12. Every one cuts ‘‘Junior War.” 13. Mr. Gay (in chemistry class)—“Prof. Fulmer, is it possible to make a diamond artificially ' (It certainly looks like he might need one.) 14. Several members of state legislature visit chapel. 15. Freshmen feed in Science Hall (?). Musical recital by stu¬ dents. 16. “Jolly Juniors Joyous Jamboree.” Prep, frolic in Stevens Hall. ‘ 17. Shorty Miller goes home to see Myrtle. j 8. Profs. Barrv and Waller spend the afternoon “bronco-bust- tag.- ■ 19. The College choir makes its first appearance in chapel. 21. Fire in Gym. Jubilee singers give concert in chapel. 247 22. Miss Spaulding’s Latin class presents her with a handsome Latin dictionary. “Ye waiters” dance in Ferry. 23. Everybody goes home for the Christmas holidays. JANUARY. 1. Happy New Year! 2. Students return fat and happy. 3. College opens again. 4. Skating on Lake d’Puddle. 248 J ANUAR Y — Continued. 6. Life in six acts. Baby. Sighing—crying Night and day Winking—blinking. Full of play. Boy. Fooling—schooling, Getting tall; Growing—rowing. Playing ball. Youth. Fussing—mussing Over a tie. Larking, sparking On the sly. Manhood. Cooing—wooing Future wife; Gushing, blushing. Tired of life. Middle Age. Slaving—craving, Hoarding wealth. Driving—striving, Broken health. Old Age. Ailing—failing Day by day; The undertaker Ends the play. 7. The minstrels appear again. 9. Miss Orrnsbee in a very striking costume and accompanied by six other young ladies of Stevens Hall goes shopping. 249 JANUARY—Con tinned. 10. Fruit commissioners meet at our college. Winter school for farmers opens. Choir sings “Crimson and Gray” in chapel. 11. Football emblems are presented. Reception at Stevens Hall for fruit inspectors. 12. Band plays in chapel. 13. Skating party down at Red Bridge. 14. Basket Ball. The S. A. A. C. goes down to defeat by our boys. Myra Priest gives a luncheon to ten girls. 17. Orchestra plays in chapel. Domestic Science girls entertain. 19. Basket Ball—W. A. C. vs. Whitman; score 20 to 14, in Whit¬ man ' s favor. 20. Second game with Whitman; 14 to 13, in our favor. 21. Senor Ruiz gives violin recital. Y. M. C. A. Bible study con¬ vention opens. 22. Reception at Stevens Hall for the Y. M. C. A. Girls ' basket ball team plays with Colfax H. S.; C. H. S., 8; W. A. C., 3. 250 J A N UA R V—Con tinned. 24. “Squirt” has a fight and thinks he won. 26. Domestic Economy exhibit. Glee clubs are entertained by Miss McDermott. 29. Angie Martin gets the mumps. 30. Exams, begin. 31. Stimmel seeing familiar coat and hat a little way ahead of him, hurries on, but, alas! he finds not the “longed for one.” FEBRUARY. I. Skating again. 2. A cold plunge in Lake d’Puddle. 3- Annual Y. M. C. A. inter-semester reception. Dance by Atheltic Association. 4- Tragedy of examination week. “Scene—At College “Characters—All of Us.” “Act I—Cram. “Act III—Flunk. “Act II—Exam. “Final—Good-byes. “Act IV— Trunk. “Curtain Farewell feed for “Goldie.” Preps, and Lewiston Normal debate; Normal wins. 251 FEBR UA RY — Continued. 5. Second semester. 6. Prexy gives one of his old-time fatherly talks in chapel. 8. “Farmer ' s Club have feed in Science hall. 10. College is dismissed out of respect to the late Senator Sharp. 11. Mr. Strauch has a noble idea for flooding Lake d ' Puddle, but it doesn ' t work. 13. Hanford entertains the students with a few choice selections. 14. Saint Valentine ' s Day for the fair ones. 16. Bishop Cardon Grosser, from Australia, tells us how we can acquire land in Australia. 17. Student musical recital. Basket ball victory; W. A. C., 17; Whitman, 11. 19. Singing-bee at Stevens Hall is in full swing again. 21. Ten cadet officers attend the military ball at the U. of I. 22. Annual literary entertainment. Annual military ball in armory. 24. Annual athletic entertainment. 28. Dr. Clark, of University of Chicago, gives dramatic recital. “Ulysses. MARCH. 1. Dr. Clark lectures on “Tragic Ideal. Dramatic recital: “Mac¬ beth. Dr. Clark is entertained at a dinner given by the Domestic Science class. 2. Our distinguished visitor speaks in chapel. Agricultural Col¬ lege experiment station and school of science of the state of Washington becomes the State College of Washington. President Bryan reads the distinction list. 252 MARCH—C ontinucd. io. Freshman-Sophomore debate; Freshmen win. Students’ musi¬ cal recital. 13. Glee Club sings in chapel. 15. Glee Club starts on its annual trip. Miss McCorkel, state sec¬ retary of Y. YV. C. A. of Oregon, addresses our girls. 17. Preparatory declamation contest; Coull wins; Alice Akin takes second. 18. Received from the Freshman class ($3.00) three dollars, for Sophomore cakes—M rs. F. O. Wyatt. 20. Governor Mead visits our college; a dinner is given in his honor by the Domestic Science department. The Chief Executive receives the students at Stevens Hall in the even¬ ing. 21. Governor Mead addresses the student body. Annual Fresh- men-Sophomore oratorical contest; Joe Brislawn wins first prize; Milton Klepper, second. “Squirt” is very low from the effects of poison. 253 MARCH — Continued. 22. “Squirt” is rapidly recovering; much joy is felt by all. 24. Glee Club boys are in Oakesdale. Stimmel receives a forty page letter and smiles all the rest of the day. 26. Glee Club returns after a very successful trip. 30. Lecture—“The Excavation of Corinth,” by Dr. Richardson. 254 APRIL. The President in chapel: “We now begin on the home stretch.” Orchestral and Glee Club concert in Colfax. W. S. C. and Whitman debate; unanimous for Whitman. 255 GEORGE GRIMES A FAITHFUL, CONSCIENTIOUS WORKER AND FRIEND OF ALL 25 | HE Junior Class and Annual Staff desire to heartily thank everybody who has helped in any way toward the making up and publication of this work. We have appreciated every kindness and the good will of all. We are especially indebted to those who have con¬ tributed freely of their time and talent: Palis- tine Clark, Clem Reid, Fred Taylor, Bertha Batts, Olive Akin, Otto Bower, Elva Libby, Abel, Spaulding, Martin, Hardy and Hobson for drawings, and Elma McCann, Minola Hauschild, H. E. Goldsworthy, Joe Brislawn, Clare Ockerman, Arthur Brown, Emma Ver- milye, Nelle W. Jones, J. B. Keaton, O. W. Collins, Belle Parrot, Margaret Brislawn, Jef. Fulton, A. I. Morgan, Wm. Love and A. A. Hammer for literary contributions. tiQ c£) Cq Alfred Coolidge, President A. F. McClaine, Vice President Aaron Kuhn, Vice President Chas. E. Scriber, Cashier B. C. Woodward, Asst. Cash’r The Colfax National Bank CAPITAL, $120,000 Transacts a General Banking Business Unexcelled Facilities for Handling the Accounts of Firms, Individuals and Corporations 259 State College of Washington PULLMAN, WASHINGTON ENOCH A. BRYAN, President DEPARTMENTS OF INSTRUCTION 1 Department of Mathematics and Civil Engineering 2 Department of Chemistry 3 Department of Botany and Zoology 4 Department of Agriculture 5 Department of Horticulture 6 Department of English Language and Literature 7 Department of Economic Science and History 8 Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering 9 Department of Modern Languages 10 Department of Mining Engineering 1 1 Department of Geology 12 Department of Domestic Economy 13 Department of Military Science and Tactics Courses in Physics Courses in Latin Courses in Art Courses in Education SCHOOLS School of Pharmacy School of Business School for Artisans School of Veterinary Science School of Dairying School of Music Elementary School For Information, address THE REGISTRAR, Pullman, Washington 260 YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME AT THE CORNER COLLEGE BOOK STORE CLARK’S PLACE, Pullman,Wash. I On your way down stop at VAN BRUGGEN’S Headquarters for Good Dressers Pullman,Wash. 263 264 Stop! R est! The Breakers Hotel BREAKERS STATION, WASH. (LONG BEACH P. 0.) The most complete Summer Resort in the Northwest, it offers you just what you need—Pure Salt Air—Hot Salt Water Bath— Comfort—Contentment. Electric Lights and Telephone in each room—Sun Parlor—Tennis, Bowling, Boating, Bathing, Billiards Pool, Riding Horses, Livery and Dairy. Automobile Riding on the Beach. Rates Reasonable —A stone’s throw from and overlooking the ocean. American and European. Address either, LONG BEACH, or No. 40 FIRST ST., Pacific Co.,Wash. Portland, Oregon United States Launch Company DESIGNERS AND BUILDERS OF Sail Boats Canoes Row Boats Barges High Grade Speed and Pleasure Gasoline Launches Office and Works: EAST WATER and EAST TAYLOR STREETS PORTLAND, OREGON The Marine Iron Works Manufacturers of Marine, Stationary and Locomotive Boilers All Classes of Wrought and Sheet IronWork R epair Work a Specialty Office and Works : East Water and Taylor Streets Oil and Water Tanks Hydraulic Pipe PORTLAND, OREGON J. M. Arthur Co. Machinery Merchants =AGENTS= Lane Mfg. Co. ' s Shingle Machines. Trenton Iron Co., Wire Rope. Erie City Iron Works, Engines and Boilers. Lanc Bodley Co., Corliss Engines. James Leffel Co., Water Wheels. Keystone Lubricating Co., Greases. Barry Saw Co.’s Inserted Tooth, Solid and Band Saws. Fay Egan Co., Woodworking Machinery. Chas. A. Schiercn Co., Oak-Tanned Leather Belting. S til well, Bierce Smith, Vaile Co., Pumps for every duty. Judson Dynamite Powder Co. S. J. Shimer Sons, Shimcr Heads, Link Belting, Lace Leather and full line Mill, Machinist, Logging, Mining and Railway Supplies. PORTLAND, American Laundry Machine Co., Laundry Machinery. Schumacher Boye, Engine Lathes. Chain Belt Company. B. F. Barnes Co., Drill Presses. Cincinnati Planer Co., Iron Working Planers. Gordon Hollow Blast Grate Co., Edgcrs and Trimmers. Garnet Belt Dressing Co., Belt Dressing. Garden City Fan Co., Fans and Blowers. E. B. Rich Son, Filing Room Tools. Union Gas Engine Co., Stationary and Marine. Bates Edmonds,Stationary,also fitted with Pumping Outfits Racine Boat Mfg. Co., Complete Boats and Launches. Cushman Motor Co., Stationary and Marine. OREGON 266 m Go to A. B. Baker Co. for the old reliable Studebaker Buggies, Carriages and Wagons I F we sell you a buggy or anything else not right, we make it right. We also handle a full line of farm implements and machinery. A careful inspection of our lines will prove to you that we han¬ dle nothing but strictly standard goods in all lines, and sell them right, both as to price and terms. A fair share of your patronage is solicited. Yours truly, A. B. Baker Co. 267 PALOUSE LAND C ompany DAVID T. HAM WILBUR S. YEARSLEY = - B S8 ==— Palouse Farm Lands The Best - We Sell Them — — also - Towh ahd City Property —— E€83= - Main Office - - SPOKANE, Washington Branch Office, COLFAX, Washington 268 Terror Dispelled. It was heard first on a mild night in October. It came like a weird, ghostly call from the world be¬ yond. Quick and clammy shivers ran over the fair occupants of Stevens Hall. How romantic, how unnatural! Whom did this wandering spirit seek? Which gentle voice would bring peace to this restless heart ? Rooms went dark, and swan-like necks craned from out the open win¬ dows. Low flute-like trills answered the mournful whistle. Night after night he came just as sweet study enfolded the Hall; night after night books sought the corners, and hearts beat fast. Perhaps this was a lost Romeo seeking his Juliet. Yet, night after night Juliets waited in vain. Soon the bloom would fade from their cheeks, the light from their eyes. At last, O joy, the spirit call came no more. All the lilv-faced Juliets might seek the shades of spirit land. Romeo, happy Romeo! need never wander more. The “Coach” had found his “Hazel,” and love, gentle dove, reigns over that once restless spirit. 269 I C a l Liny C h a i tl To Of dcf f 270 PRACTICAL EDUCATION The way to learn to do a thing is to do it. The way to learn to conduct a business is to conduct one. The way to learn to farm is to farm. The way to learn bookkeeping and stenography is to go to a school where the students keep books and do stenographic work. The Actual Business Methods employed in The Blair Business College make theory methods seem like a very primitive affair. Our offices, banks and general equipment have been fitted out at great expense. Our students are familiar with the card system of filing, with loose leaf ledgers, business papers of all kinds and know what they are doing; why they are doing it, and what would be the result if they made a mistake while doing it. They are taught self-reliance, be¬ come self-confident and self-confidence blossoms out into success. Our students succeed. That is why The Blair Business College leads all others in numbers, in popularity and in placing its graduates in good po¬ sitions. Business men believe in us, as attested by the many calls made upon us for bookkeepers and stenographers. In session throughout the entire year. Send for Catalogue H. C. BLAIR, Principal, Spokane, Wash. fVj 271 E. J. Hyde Jewelry Co. 716-718 Sprague Avenue Spokane, Washington We furnish Cups, Medals and Emblems for your Organizations. We would be pleased to furnish Diagrams and Estimates to any Student or College Organization. PRICES RIGHT. Past favors have been greatly appreciated. 272 A Cup of Tea A New Furniture Store Served in a china cup tastes just “a little Is always attractive. You find so many bit” better, doesn’t it? Attractive sur- suggestions and ideas that help you in roundings make some difference after all. furnishing and brightening up your home. We have only been in business in Spokane about six months. In this short time we have built up a large volume of business. We point with pride to our large and ever-increasing number of satisfied customers and friends. Our large and complete stock of Furniture, Carpets, Rugs, Draperies and General House Furnishings Is entirely new and up to date. Perhaps our experience will help you in fitting up YOUR HOME, YOUR STUDIO OR YOUR DEN. We will be glad to aid you if you will write us, or better yet—come in and see us. Mail Orders Receive our personal and prompt attention We Can Furnish Your Home Complete and save you money. Let us figure with you. ROBBINS, PRATT ROBBINS, Inc. W. W. Robbins, Pres. N. J. Pratt, Vice-Pres. J. H. Robbins, Treas. Chester C. Robbins, Sec’y POST AND MAIN MODERN HOME FURNISHERS PHONE 912 273 iExrhangp National lank of pohaiig, fflaafringtnn DESIGNATED DEPOSITARY OF UNITED STATES (Capital, $250,000.mi Surplus anti Uu tbtiiFb Jlrnfitu, 160,800mfl E. J. Dyer, President. Chas. Sweeny, Vice President. C. E. McBroom, Cashier. E. N. Seale, Assistant Cashier. DIRECTORS. I. N. Peyton, Richard Wilson, E. J. Roberts, Geo. R. Dodson, Chas. Sweeny, E. J. Dyer, W. J. C. Wakefield. A GENERAL BANKING BUSINESS CONDUCTED. Interest allowed on Certificates of Deposit at the rate of 3 per cent if left six months, 4 per cent if left twelve months. Four per cent interest allowed on Savings Deposits. Interest credited January 1st and July 1st each year. No notice required in making withdrawals. Deposits made first five days of the month draw interest from the first of the month. We respectfully solicit out-of-town accounts. Depositors wish¬ ing to make withdrawals can mail their pass book with an order for amount desired and a check will be sent them by return mail. You can open a Savings Account with one dollar or more. For further information in reference to Savings call or write. Home Savings Banks are free to depositors. 275 276 t Is PERFECTION Paderewski s Opinioh of The PIANOLA “It Is Perfection” is how Paderewski, the greatest living pianist, describes that King of Piano Players, THE PIANOLA These are strong words, but when a great pianist like Pad¬ erewski thinks so highly of the artistic playing of the Pianola as to buy one for his own use, words are unnecessary—actions speak so loud. The qualities of the Pianola that appeal to Paderewski will ap¬ peal to you. The Pianola music pleases him—it will please you. With a Pianola in your home, your mute piano finds its voice. It needs no coaxing to play—is ready at all times to oblige any member of the family from grandmother to the youngster just starting school. A Pianola is never sick, never tired, never peevish; playing never bores it. Remember, with a Pianola yon can play perfectly any music on any piano at any time, even if you don’t know a note of music. Do you fully realize what that means to you ? Ordering by mail you receive the same treatment as shopping in person. Better drop us a post card for catalogues. Pianolas $250 and $300. PIANO Southeast Corner Sprague Ave. and Post Street Spokane, Washington G. A. HE1DINGER. Manager Largest Northwest Dealers 277 ON ONE OF YOUR TRIPS EAST TRY THE North Coast Limited IT IS THE CRACK ELECTRIC LIGHTED TRAIN OF THE NORTHWEST ALL TRAVEL COMFORTS are Found ON ANY OF OUR 3 DAILY Transcontinental Trains 3 FULL INFORMATION ON APPLICATION TO A. D. CHARLTON, Portland, Or., C. D. WILSON, Pullman, Wash., Asst. Gen. Passenger Agent Agent N. P. Railway 278 THE DENVER FIRE CLAY CO Manufacturers, Dealers and Importers of Chemical and Physical Apparatus Chemicals and Laboratory Utensils Assayers and Chemists Supplies GLASS BLOWING 1 742-1 744 Champa Street DENVER, COLORADO Post Office Box 1540 279 28 o Kewanee Water Pneumatic Tanks Fire Protection for the Farmers and JVater Supply for Country Homes Kewanee Pneumatic Tanks enable the man living in the country to provide his farm with all the safeguards and conveniences of a city water supply Kewanee Pneumatic Tanks cost less than an elevated tank and tower and give better satis¬ faction. They never blow over, never freeze, re¬ quire no painting or repairs, and will last a lifetime We will be glad to furnish information and de¬ scriptive matter of the Kewanee Pneumatic System upon application. Griffith Heating Plumbing S 119 Howard St. Supply Co. SPOKANE, WASH 281 The PROOF of Remington Supremacy: It ovitsells every other Typewriter The REASON for Remington Supremacy: It ovitworks acrid ovitweacrs every other Typewriter Remington Typewriter Company 110 Washington St., Spokane, Wn. 282 A Short Pocketbook has a Long Reach Here MONEY TALKS in Every Price we print. Smart Merchandise at Popular Prices. He that soweth Low Prices shall reap a Fortune. We are sowing the Low Prices GIVE US A TRIAL E. S. BURGAN SON, Geheral Merchants Make your meeting and resting place at our store All W. S. C. Students When at COLFAX are extended a Cordial Invitation to visit The White House Clothing Company JOHNSON LARSON, Proprietors The LEADER CLOTHING STORE COLFAX, WASH. E. J. PESCHAU The home for all neat dressers So if it is CLOTHING and SHOES you want The LEADER IS THERE WITH THE GOODS 283 Phone Number 34 FREE Delivery Watt’s Pharmacy Delicate and Lasting Perfumes Fine Toilet Articles Drug Sundries Fancy and Staple Drugs Fresh Candies Athletic Goods Swell Stationery PRESCRIPTION Work Watt’s Cold Cure Watt s Hair Tonic Our Specialties are atts Port Wine and Iron Watt’s Corn Cure t =====i i Watt’s Squirrel Poison Watt’s Little Liver Granules ' Watt’s Pleased Customers The PALACE Meat Market Is always ready to serve you with The Choicest Cuts Prime Beef, Mutton, Lamb Pork and Poultry Also a full line of CANNED LUNCH GOODS S. F. Johnson Pullman, Wash. Tke.... ★ Livery DISTANCE FROM STAR LIVERY Almota _ _ _ _ 16 Colton - _ _ - 16 Colfax _ _ _ _ 18 Elberton - - _ _ 22 Farmington 28 Genesee - - _ .28 Guy, Albion P. O. 6 Garfield _ _ _ _ 24 Johnson 10 Juliaetta _ - _ - 33 Kendrick 33 Lewiston _ _ .. - 30 Moscow - 9 Oakesdale _ _ _ - 45 Palouse _ _ _ _ 17 Pomeroy _ _ _ -36 Staley _ 6 Uniontown _ _ _ - 19 Viola _ _ _ _ _ 12 Troy _ 23 Wawawai _ _ _ _ 16 Student Patronage Solicited G. W. Howell, Prop. Telephone 121 284 Pullman Hardware Store f Up to date in every particular Complete line of hardware, stoves and crockery Ar =DC= Students will find all supplies necessary for furnishing rooms J. D. ALLEN, Manager “ And Satan Came Also ” But he was well received by R. B. Brogg Co. who supplied him with an up-to-date outfit of Men’s Furnishings Come thou and do likewise IViters Furniture Store Complete line of Furniture, Car¬ pets, Crockery and Wall Paper C. M. Waters , Pullman 285 THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK of Pullman, Wash. Transacts a General Banking Business. Interest Paid on Time Deposits. Collections made on all Points on Favorable Terms. Letters of Credit Issued. Exchange and Telegraphic Transfers sold on all Principal Points. Safe Deposit Special Attention Boxes for Rent Given to Students’ Accounts College Printing THE STEWART-CLURE 4 HARDWARE CO. q q That’s what Leaders in we are here for Students’ Outfitting Supplies Cooking and Heating Stoves q Fine Cutlery a Specialty Allen’s Printery n «l q Pullman, Wash. Pullman - Washington 286 LEY, Cashier H 3 Lu d cS CQ U ■ i - 1—1 i J D 0 CO 8 — 4 ) ci cd 6 3 CL . c - -« u UJ ' « □ « C r H z ft o z S S) Z 2 D Ou .s 75 3 DQ t o c L2 c rtJ CO 3 bri D C L O £ o ■£ v-� —I O w L Zj u 3 cu ' o c •c Pu L U sg to L O Q W. F. M. Ricketts Son Watchmakers and Jewelers Watches, Clocks, Jewelry and Optical Goods REPAIRING NEATLY DONE PULLMAN WASHINGTON Palace Livery Stable JOHN BACH, Proprietor Special Attention Paid to Traveling Men Students’ Trade Solicited Main Street Pullman, Wash BRYANT CAMPBELL Implements and Vehicles f Our Aim: Honest Service q Our Motto: What we say we do, we do do We can Supply Your Wants q Pullman - Washington 287 Ckas. Bull, J. F. Thayer, President Sec. and Mgr. Pullman Plumbing Co. Successors to Chas. Bull Practical Plumbers and Tinsmiths Sanitary Plumbing, Heating, Ventilating, Roofing, Cornice, Skylights. Manu¬ facturers of Sheet Iron Stoves FURNACES AND TINSMITHING Hardware, Builders ' Supplies, Stoves and Rang es. Pipe, Plumbing Supplies, Blacksmith Tools and Forges PULLMAN, . . . WASHINGTON Agent for the Robinson, Straus Co. Tai¬ lored and Street Hats ...1. W. SHEARER... Infants’ Headwear a Specialty Manufacturer of and Dealer in Mrs. P. E. Fullerton FANCY LAP ROBES r 1 . COLLARS Dealer in BRIDLES Millinery Merchandise SADDLES HARNESS Silks, Velvets, Laces, Ribbons, Flowers, ETC. Fancy Feathers, Ostrich Goods Toilet Articles and Human Hair Goods Book Straps Always on Hand PULLMAN, WASH. PULLMAN, WASH. 288 L.L.GUESNIER THE MODEL ....BAKERY.... Can fill your orders for Pies , Cakes and all Sorts of Candies Just the Place to get your Dorm. Feeds WE BAKE EVERY DAY PULLMAN WASHINGTON A. T. Fariss Co. Dealers in Gents ' Furnishings Dry Goods Notions and Groceries .£ J-H o £ u 4- ce xi C 5 CO -£ cq C 5 3 u J- ' ce DC PULLMAN, WASH, J. J. MURRAY DR. TIFFT The Printer Dentist q Boston Dentists Colfax, Wash. Students’ Printing Is what I am After. C. H. Russell, M. D. First National Bank Block Second Floor Pullman,Wash. Flatiron Block Pullman, Wash. The Grasselli Chemical Company Manufacturers of Strictly Chemically Pure Acids and Aqua Ammonia Geo.W. Clous Optician Periodical Visits to Pullman Residence Phone 5112 235 The Rookery SPOKANE, WASH. Prices quoted upon request. Special Prices on large quantities. Do not contract for your requirements until you obtain our prices. General Office and Principal Works CLEVELAND. O., U. S. A. H. J. WELTY Lawyer Offices over First National Bank Pullman Washington 290 Lippitt Brothers The Pioneer Merchants Motto: The best quality of merchandise at the lowest possible price, in each and every department. Dry Goods, Ladies’ Waists, Ladies’ Skirts, Tailored Suits, Cloaks, Men’s and Youths’ Clothing, Furnishings, Hats, Shoes, Gloves, Trunks, Carpets, Matting, Linoleums, Crockery, Groceries. Agents for “The Delineator” and Butterick Patterns. Lippitt Brothers, the Pioneer Merchants Colfax, Washington J.A. Perkins Co The Fair COLFAX, WASH. Colfax, Washington The Place to Save Farm Loans Negotiated at Money Lowest Rates AGENTS FOR Loans Closed Immediately on Approval of Title Kirschbaum’s Hand-Made Clothing American Lady Corsets Treffausse Kid Gloves Diamond Brand Shoes Banner Brand Shirt Waists McCalPs Patterns and Publications 292 HOLT BROTHERS’ SIDE HILL COMBINED HARVESTER Why Are so Many of These Machines Being Used? Because we put your grain in the sack in ONE OPERATION. Because by handling the grain but ONCE there is no waste. Because we REDUCE THE EXPENSE of harvesting to LESS THAN ONE DOLLAR PER ACRE, or another way to figure, we put the grain in the sack at the same expense it would cost to head it with a header, and thereby save the threshing bill, and from two to four bushels more PER ACRE. Beeause you have no worry with large erews of hired help; four men do all the work. Just as easy as plowing or seeding. Because we operate on SIDE HILLS the same as on LEVEL LAND. By a simple device the Separator is ALWAYS LEVEL on the hills. Because we have the simplest, lightest draft, most durable and successful Machine on the market. Improved model for 1905. See a sample. Send for Bulletin No. H-33. Write us and we will have a representative call and sec you. THE HOLT MANUFACTURING COMPANY Factory at Stockton, California Branch Office at Walla Walla, Wash. Mile rotten in Students Delight LMOMMlI in our Home G. m. b. H. BERLIN N. Chausseestrasse 3. Formerly MAX KAEHLER MARTINI DR. PETERS ROST IF YOU are going to be in COLFAX for a few days, to attend Court, or other matters, call at the Hotel lose MANUFACTURERS OF Chemical and Scientific Apparatus Mining Engineers and Assayers’ Supplies Full Laboratory Equipments Universal Exposition, St. Louis 1904. GRAND PRIZE NEW YORK OFFICE Laboratory and School Supply Co. 20-24 East 20tH Street (Near Broadway) AND INSPECT OUR ROOMS We are centrally located, being just half way between the Court House and Postoffice. Board and Lodging By the Day or Week Give us a trial, and we will do our best to make you comfortable. R. K. Squibb, Prop’r Colfax, Wash. 293 Over 3,000 COMBINED HARVESTERS in use on the Pacific Coast THE TRADERS NATIONAL BANK OF SPOKANE, WASHINGTON CAPITAL, $200,000.00 SURPLUS AND PROFITS, $200,000.00 The Oldest Bank in the City With a large capital and a fine equipment, this Bank solicits your account, and is prepared to ex¬ tend every reasonable accommo¬ dation. Interest paid on deposits. CALL AND SEE US OFFICERS DIRECTORS Alfred Coolidge, President. M. M. Cowley. Patrick Clark. A. Kuhn, Vice President. James Monaghan. A. Kuhn. Chas. S. Eltinge, Cashier. Alfred Coolidge. D. M. Drumheller. J. Elmer West, Asst. Cashier. J. Elmer West. 294 Wentworth’s Hand Tailored Clothes for Young Men Are conceded by all critical dressers to be the best obtainable in this sec¬ tion for the money. We will be glad to show you our spring and summer line of swagger suits at prices from $7.50 to $25.00. Spokane’s Greatest Men’s and Boy’s Outfitters Wentworth Clothing Co Reliable 709-711-713 Riverside Avenue Photographer “Not the cheapest, but the best” 824 Riverside Avenue SPOKANE, WASH. Tel. Main 1958 Best Cup of Coffee on Earth Ashley-Burnham Land Co. Oakes Cafe Spokane’s Popular Restaurant Owners of 100,000 Acres of Farming Land The only company in the STATE which deals exclusively in their own lands. Low prices and easy terms. 512-14-16 Sprague Ave. Open all night J. W. Oakes, Prop. 201-202 Rookery Bldg. Spokane, Wash. 295 OFFICE OF The Pehna. Mortgage Investment Co. 115 Mill Street SPOKANE, WASH. Some one has said: “Once there was a man who mixed sawdust with the meal that he fed his hens. He thought they would never know the difference. But they got even! When the man set the eggs, half the brood hatched were woodpeckers.” “Nothing but the genuine goes” with our company. No better place in the Northwest to negotiate a loan or procure investments. J. GRIER LONG, Manager Costumes ahd Makeup C. M. Fassett Furnished by MILLER-DERVANT Assayers’ Outfits and Supplies Helps Players Along A Part well Costumed and “Made up ’ is a Part half Rendered Send for Make Up book. FREE ON APPLICATION Chemicals, Chemical Glass and Porcelain Ware, Balances, Etc. THEATRICAL COSTUMERS Complete Outfits in Stock 1 14 Lincoln St. 124 Post St. 702 Main Ave. Spokane, Wash. 296 „ Jkmra Sc DtUmylumt... MANUFACTURERS OF SPOKANE LIQUID PAINT JOBBERS Plate and Window Glass, Sash, Doors, Building Paper and Painters’ Supplies MANUFACTURERS OF ART GLASS AND MIRRORS 713 7 1 5 First Avenue Spokane, Wash, 297 If you are interested in BUILDING MATERIAL write us, and we will make you prices for Pressed Brick, Terra Cotta, Paving Brick, Sewer Pipe, White Lime, etc. that will he still more in¬ teresting. W e want business and will make prices to get it. WASHINGTON BRICK, LIME AND MANUFAC¬ TURING COMPANY. SPOKANE.WASHINGTON Hazelwood Arthur D. 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ULLEY UAUEORM For nearly forty years have been the acknowledged standard for Col¬ leges, Military Schools and Acade¬ mics everywhere. We maintain a high-grade uniform. They are sold on their merits. They are guaran¬ teed to give perfect safisfaction and are the cheapest good uniforms you can buy. Write for prices. IVt have a separate cata¬ logue for Oxford Gownt, etc. TheM C Liltey Co. COLUMBUS, OHIO. AMERICAN ENTOMOLOGICAL CO 1040 DE KALB AVENUE BROOKLYN, N. Y. DEALERS IN Insects and Entomological Supplies MANUFACTURERS OF Insect Cases Original Schmitt Case Insect Pins and Metal Cabinets Largest Stock Carried in America 301 MALLINCKRODT’S STRYCHNINE The Best and Most Economical Exterminator of Squirrels, Gophers, Coyotes, Wolves, Prairie Dogs, Etc. The Mallinckrodt or “M. C. W.” Strychnine has been the standard for many years, and may be obtained through all wholesale drug houses at lowest prices. 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