Westminster College - Argo Yearbook (New Wilmington, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 168 of the 1904 volume:

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Address The U. P. Board of Publication PITTSBURGH, PA. L THE ARGO Published by the Class of 1904 WESTMINSTER COLLEGE Sit Sobrrt Qkarni Jfargttann Our Prrstttrnt anb IFmno Shis bonk i bruiratrb bg tb,r (Class of 04 ROBERT GRACEY FERGUSON, D.D., LL.D., PRESIDENT AND PROFESSOR OF MENTAL AND MORAL SCIENCE. JOHN JAMES McELREE, A.M., PROFESSOR OF LATIN. CHARLES C. FREEMAN, Ph.D., PROFESSOR OF CHEMISTRY. WILLIAM T. HEWETSON, A.M., LIBRARIAN, PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH. FRANK C. McGILL, A.M., PROFESSOR OF GREEK. MARY HOUSTON BROWN, A.M., SECRETARY, PROFESSOR OF GERMAN AND FRENCH. 5 JOHN ABRAM SHOTT, A.M., PROFESSOR OF PHYSICS. JAMES OSCAR CAMPBELL, D.D., PROFESSOR OF HISTORY AND POLITICAL SCIENCE. james McAllister shaefer, a.m., PROFESSOR OF MATHEMATICS. MARTIN LUTHER PETERSON, DIRECTOR OF MUSIC. ELLA MARY WARNER, ASSISTANT IN MUSIC. SARAH FOSTER BROWNLEE, PRINCIPAL OF LADIES ' HALL. LINNIE HODGENS, INSTRUCTOR IN ART. GRACE ACHESON, INSTRUCTOR IN ELOCUTION. AUDLEY DURAND STEWART, ASSISTANT IN CHEMISTRY. HUGH LAMBIE, PHYSICAL DIRECTOR. ELIZABETH STEWART, TUTOR IM PREPARATORY DEPARTMENT. L. G. BENNE TT, TUTOR IN PREPARATORY DEPARTMENT. 6 Board of Trustees, President, . Secretary, - ' I % Treasurer, - - Financial Agent, Rev. A. R. Robinson. Rev. W. J. Snodgrass. J.J. Porter, Esq. Rev. S. W. Gilkey, D.D. Rev. H. H. Houston. Hon. J. M. Galbreath. Rev. J. A. Bailey, D.D. Rev. J. W. Witherspoon. D.D. J. P. McKinney, Esq. Rev. J. A. Henderson. Rev. D. F. McGill, D.D. Hon. S. S. Meiiard. Rev. J. C. Taggart, D.D. Rev. J. K. McClurkin, D.D. S. B. Donaldson, Esq. Rev. D. G. McKay, D.D. H. H. Parrish, Esq. D. W. McNAUGHER,Esq. J. A. Smith, Esq. Rev. S. R. Frazier, D.D. Rev. M. M. Patterson, D.D. Rev. J. W. Witherspoon, D.D. David W. McNaugher, Jr., Esq. Rev. J. H. Veazey Rev. J. S. Garvin, Ph.D. Rev. W. D. Irons. D.D. W. C. Wallace, M.D. Rev. R. A. Jamison. Rev. A. S. Aiken. T. J. Gillespie, Esq. Rev. H. S. Wilson. A. H. Bell, Esq. Rev. R. M. Russell, D.D. Rev. D. W. Carson, D.D. Rev. J. A. Douthett, D.D. Wm. Hill, Esq. Rev. G. H. Getty. Hon. J. D. Shafer. LL.D. J. W. Grove, Esq. R. K. Aiken, Esq. J. H. Lock hart, Esq. Rev. M. M. Patterson, D.D. Hugh Kennedy, Esq. Rev. J. A. Alexander. 8 JoKn Shields McFLee, D,D. Born June 22, 1850 ; Pittsburg, Pa. Died March 5, 1903 ; Butler, Pa. Up to the time of his death Dr. McKee was President of the Board of Directors of Westminster College, succeeding in the office Dr. E. N. McElree in 1897. He first became a member of the Board in 1883, succeeding Dr. Robert McWatty of Mercer. Twenty years he was a member and six years he was President, and during his period of service he took a deep interest in the college. Next to his congregation he thought of it and planned for its welfare. His rather slight and boyish figure was a familiar one on the cam- pus, as he seldom failed to attend the meetings. And he always counted one in the deliberations and decisions, for he was a man of strength and address. Few men were so well balanced as he, com- bining courage with courtesy, frankness with gentlemanliness. He was pastor successively of East Brady, First Mercer, and But- ler congregations ; of the last for the longest period of eighteen years. As a pastor he was greatly beloved. He was a thorough scholar, an indefatigable worker, an excellent preacher, a brave reformer, a godly man and, I may add out of personal knowledge, a true and valuable friend. The righteous shall be had in everlasting remembrance. R. G. Ferguson. 9 Foreword It was with no little hesitation that the Board of Editors undertook the preparation of this book, the first of its kind ever published in this institution ; and we submit the final outcome of our labors to the students and friends of Westminster College and of the class of 1904; with many hopes, — which we trust will prove not groundless, — as to the result. We have tried not only to furnish the reader a little amusement and entertainment, but also to give a general idea of the principal phases and departments of college life at Westminster ; for from its very nature such a work as this represents the college, fully as much as the class, which originates it. We wish to express our sincere thanks to all who have aided in any way in preparing this book, — to those who have made literary contri- butions, to those who have given of their time and labor, as also to those who have helped us by their drawings, photographs and sketches. We feel especially grateful to Prof. Hewetson for his many valuable suggestions and his help in preparing the manuscript. For those who are inclined to criticize, we can only urge that they remember that this book is, so to speak, a pioneer. Other classes, profiting by our experience, will, we trust, be able to do much better. As Holmes has aptly said, 11 Deal gently with us, ye who read ; Our largest hope is unfulfilled. The promise still outruns the deed, The tower, but not the spire, we build. Editors. 1 o Westminster Colors. Blue and White Westminster Yells. Rah, rah, rah ! Oh yes sir ! Vive la, vive la Who? Westminster ! Rah-h-h-h ! ! Westminster ! Ki-yi blue ! ki-yi white ! How ' s Westminster? She ' s all right ! Well I guess yes ! Oh yes sir ! There are no flies on Westminster ! Brek-ek-ek-ex ; Ko-ax, Ko-ax ! Brek-ek-ek-ex, Ko-ax, Ko-ax ! Do it again ! Do it again ! Westminster ! ! i3 Some of the Songs •witK which Westminster greets Her rivals on the ball field. Air, 11 Boola. Well here they are, the same old team, And what ' s the matter with ' em all ? The very same thing that happens each spring We ' ll do to Allegheny in the fall. Westminster will win again, — Victory ' s her rule, — So raise again the old refrain With a boola, boola, boola, bool. Chorus : — Boola, boola, boola, boola. Boola, boola, boola, boola ! And it ' s rah ! rah ! Westminster ! On to victory ! Boola, bool ! Well here they are, well here they are, Just watch them running up the score ! We ' ll beat G. C. so easily That she ' ll never want to play us any more. Let the cheers be loud and long, Each voice free and full, Upraise the old Westminster song With a boola, boola, boola, boola, bool. Chorus: — Boola, boola, etc. ' 4 Air, Dolly Gray. Now Grove City, we will beat you For your team is rather slow ; We are sorry to defeat you, But you can ' t play ball you know ; Last year ' s score you can ' t forget it, And today we win you see ; Hard to take, but you must take it, Too bad, G. C. C. Air, Ain ' t it a Shame. Ain ' t it a shame, a downright shame That poor Grove City can ' t win one game ? A year ago (and you know you had to bear it) We made you sore, And won ' t we do that any more ? You Bet ! Ain ' t it a shame, a downright shame That poor Grove City can ' t win one game ? Air, Hard Luck for Yale. Hard luck for poor Grove City ! Naught could she do ' Gainst Westminster ' s line up, — Scotch, Moore, Mc Bride, Parisen and Cleland too. To our center, guards and half-backs Here ' s three times three ! Rah ! for Westminster ! Alas ! G. C. ! 5 Air, I ' ve wandered here and there. G. C. ' s been here and there, She ' s been ' most everywhere, To Meadville, Beaver Falls, and Morgantown. And everywhere she goes She falls before her foes, But nowhere worse than in New Wilmington. Chorus : — Sigh, sigh, sigh for Grove City ! Hard luck ! Hard luck ! Will come again some day. Many times has she fallen before Westminster ' s play. Hard luck ! ! Hard luck, Has come again today. Air, Down where the Wurtzberger -flows . Come, come, come where Westminster and G. C. play. It will drown, drown, drown all your troubles and cares today. They ' ll give us a touchdown today if you please, If we want any more they will raise it to three. G. C. ' s team is fine ! But Westminster ' s for mine ! Come where the champions grow ! Air, ' ' Baby Mine. ' ' Westminster, Westminster ! Oh, G. C. the fact is You ' re in need of practice. Westminster, Westminster ! Vive la, vive la Westminster ! i6 Air, Ufider the Bamboo- tree. Oh, you ' d like to win and we ' d like to win, And we ' d both like to win the same. I ' d like to say this very day We ' re going to win this game. You remember last fall what we did in football ? And we beat you in basketball too. Winners are we ! Too bad, G. C. ! Rah ! for the white and blue ! Air, The Undertaker. Oh-h-h-h ! for the undertaker ! Nice little job for the casket maker ! In the local cemetery they ' ve been Very, very busy on a brand new grave For old Geneva ! ' 7 TKe History of Westminster Westminster College had its beginnings in the days before there were any United Presbyterian colleges, — or even any U. P. church — in the minds of those men of the Associate church, who felt the need of an institution within their bounds for the education of their young people, and especially for the training up of a ministry. In accord- ance with these ideas Westminster Collegiate Institute was founded, and opened its first session on Apr. 20, 1852, in the old Seceder building, — now the First U. P. church of New Wilmington. Rev. G. C. Vincent and Rev. D. H. A. McLean were the first instructors in charge. The zeal and devotion of these men in the cause for which they were laboring, and their high moral and intellectual char- acter, have inseparably connected their names with the founding of the college. From the first, Westminster ' s doors were thrown open to all deserv- ing candidates, it being expressly stated in the first catalogues, that none should be refused admission on account of color, caste, or sex. Soon after the opening of the first session, a two story brick build- ing was erected for the use of the college, which still stands on the corner between the campus and the Second Church. A few years later a larger edifice of three stories was built on the site of the pres- ent building, and was but little smaller than it. This was completely destroyed by fire on a night of sorrow to the friends of the college, in February, 1861 ; but it was immediately rebuilt at the cost of unceasing effort and great self-sacrifice on the part of the faculty and friends of the institution, and took on the form of the present imposing structure, often referred to as Old College. No further additions were made in the way of buildings until more recent years. [8 From the first there was a full attendance upon the sessions of the new institution, the names of over 200 students appearing in the first catalogue. Seldom has the enrollment fallen much below the stand- ard thus set, while the present year marks the largest attendance in the history of the college, — over 300 being present. New Wilmington has always been the model town for a college that it is today. In the early catalogues it is described as small and free from those causes that might attract an idle or a vicious class of people. In or near the village were four churches : Associate, Associate Reformed, Presbyterian (Old School), and Methodist. It has always, too, been hard to get into and easy to stay in when once there. As we read of its being connected by stage-coach with Mercer and New Castle, and of a prospect, at some vague time in the future, of being connected within a few miles by rail with Pittsburg, the slow-lumbering Sharpsville seems luxury itself in comparison. Under such circumstances and amid such surroundings was West- minster College founded. Her history during the half century which has elapsed since then, has been one of continual, if slow, progress in the face of many difficulties. It is a history of peace, and as such is marked by no thrilling events, crises, or revolutions, which might tempt the pen of the historian and the interest of the reader. Westmin- ster ' s life has been largely connected with the lives of the men among her faculty and advisers, who have toiled for her and sacrificed them- selves in her interests. Of these we might name in the words of one of themselves, Dr. Patterson, for ten years President of the college ; Dr. Findley, first ' Prof . of Latin, and then financial agent, in whose heart I think if we could have seen it at his death, we should have found inscribed ' Westminster ' ; Dr. Black, the only member of the ' old ' faculty still living ; Dr. Mehard, the mention of whose name still brings tears to many eyes, as he was the last to leave us and the last to die ; Prof. Cummings, who established the science department that has been of such prodigious growth. Many a silent chapter in the history of Westminster may have been written in the hearts of Now dead. 2 1 these her friends, to be read only by Him who seeth all things. To the names already given might be added many others worthy to be inscribed on her roll of honor ; but let us mention only one, that of our own Dr. Ferguson, who has been for twenty years President of the College, having held that position longer by far than any of his predecessors, and of whom we all sincerely wish that he be permitted to be yet with us long, the head of the college, the student ' s friend. Westminster ' s life, too, has been the life of her students, who have come year after year to take up their abode within her walls, and whose voices and footsteps have been heard daily in her halls and classrooms. Time would fail us to tell of all the happenings with which history repeats itself year after year in college life : of the social events, banquets, receptions, chapel during ; ' vacant periods, and other functions ; of athletic contests, from the great football game of the season to the foot-races of a summer ' s evening up and down Vine Street; of scrapes of all kinds, rough house, ' Hallowe ' en escapades, chicken roasts ; of oratorical and society con- tests ; of entertainments, recitals of divers sorts, Junior orations, lectures ; of class scraps ; of celebrations with their parades, processions, bonfires and speeches ; of the daily, endless round of lessons, in Latin and Greek, Mathematics, Physics, or Psychology ; and then, of Commencement, with its crowd of visitors, and its sweet girl graduates and important young orators so much in evidence. Westminster ' s alumni now number a thousand and a half, and are to be found in all quarters of the globe, — business men, lawyers, physicians, men of worth in public affairs, ministers, mis- sionaries. Her record for the past is one to be proud of ; her influence is widely felt in the world ; her prospects for the future are bright. Long may she live Our Alma Mater, glorious, grand and true. Harris J. Stewart. 2 2 Ten Years Before Entering the Ladies ' Hale. 9j est minster -T: Jrestmmsier MVMli. Xait Aail to thee, our KotV er sir, West-min-ster, 71 sons t Ky me wit ft, rev-rent Kom-a£e greet. While tints our sonS with n thy sa- creA por-tals, Fresh wreaths w c twine and lay them at thy $eet. n fttttf i mm 2. Mother triumphant, let thy splendid story Teach us the truth it ever taught thy sons : That age hands down to coming age its glory, Through all our lives the same firm purpose runs. How can we falter, then, if thou command us ? How can we fear, if thou dost us inspire ? How faint or fail or yield whate ' er withstand us. Thy presence in our hearts a holy fire ? 24 Long may sKe live, ovr MotK- er Fair, IVest-min-ster! FAng to the Were kef Cres. t N 3 3 Wn-ner wKite anA Wue! alls o£ our -Ja-thers, liome KaVlou ei , Xf ftlt. t . _ m ' -ries, ll- ma (Via- ter, or- ious ,g rani an o( true! 3. Youngest of all thy sons we hail and greet thee With all our lives for service in thy sight. Westminster Fair, our Mother, we salute thee, — Majestic, crowned with everlasting light. Long may she live, our Mother Fair, Westminster ! Fling to the breeze her banner white and blue ! Halls of our fathers, home of hallowed mem ' ries, Our Alma Mater, glorious, grand and true ! M. B. 25 enior Cla ss. Class Yell. Lick-lack, lick-lack, Lick-lack-lore ! Wahoo ! Wahoo ! 1904 ! Colors — Red and White. Motto — epya fxy 6yovs. Flower — Carnation. OFFICERS. President, Vice-President, Secretary , Treasurer, T. Grier Thompson J. Alvin Campbell Miss M. Earla Mitchell Harris T. Stewart 36 Class Roll Marie C. Allen. Chrestomath ; Class secretary (2) ; Girls ' basketball team (2), (3) C. May Alexander. Leagorean ; Member of Tetralectic club (3), (4). B. Leigh Alexander. Alec. Adelphic ; Class vice-president (2) ; Class baseball team (2) ; Glee club (1), (2), (4) ; Westminster quartette (3 , (4) ; president of Tennis association (3) ; Editor-in-chief of Argo. J. Edward Anderson. Adelphic ; Member and leader of Glee club (4) ; Westminster quartette (4). W. Clyde Anderson. Trouble. Adelphic ; Class baseball team (2) ; Class 2 mi. Relay team (1), (2) ; Class 1 mi. Relay team (3). Helen A. Byers. Chrestomath ; Tetralectic club (4) ; Local Editor of Argo (4). J. Alvin Campbell. Allison. Philomath; vice-president class of ' 04(4) ; Orator on Preliminary contest (4) ; president and business manager Glee club ( 4) ; West- minster quartette 14) ; Class football team (2) ; ' Varsity football team ( ) (4). Mary C. Cleland. Polly. Chrestomath ; Girls ' basketball team (3). Mary E. Cochran. Mariar. Leagorean ; Tetralectic club (4). A. J. Crooks. Adelphic ; president class of ' 05 (2) ; Member of Westminster team at 9th Annual intercollegiate relay races, Philadelphia (2); Toastmaster -at Sophomore-Senior banquet (2) ; ' Varsity football team 2), (4). (1) = Freshman year ; 2) = Sophomore year ; etc. 29 Harriett S. Culbert. Chrestomath ; Tetralectic club (4). M. Edythe Davidson. Eduf. Leagorean ; Tetralectic club (4) ; vice president of Y. W. C. A. (4 ; committee on Locals of Argo (4). G. Mae Duncan. Chrestomath. J. McNeil Dunn. Chrestomath. Clara A. Elliott. Clis. Chrestomath ; Girls ' basketball team (2), (3). Martha E. Gamble. Marce. Chrestomath ; Girls ' basketball team (3). Sara E. Gealey. Leagorean. Bessie G. Gilkey. Leagorean ; president of Y. W. C. A. (4) ; Class historian (4). Mary R. Grier. Chrestomath. Benjamin G. Graham. Adelphic ; principal of New Wilmington High School (4) ; Class Pipe-of- Peace Orator (3) ; Orator on Intersociety contest (4) ; assist- ant business manager of Argo 14). J. F. Grubbs. Adelphic; Company F, 15th P. V. I., Spanish- American War; committee on Locals of Argo 14). Howard F. Hazlett. Adelphic ; recording secretary of Y. M. C. A. (4) ; Glee club (2), {4) ; Class 2 mi. Relay team (2). John Lytle. Johnny. Philomath ; orator on Preliminary contest (2) ; debater on Inter- society contest (4) ; reply to toast, The Ladies, Junior-Freshman banquet (1) ; Tetralectic club (4) ; Dean of Reading room (4). Vesta A. Lytle. Leagorean ; Tetralectic club (4) ; Class poetess (4). David L. McBride. Adelphic ; orator on Preliminary contest (4); Class donor (4); ' Varsity football team (41; ' Varsity baseball team (3) Emmet N. McBride. Mac. Adelphic ; debater on Intersociety contest (4) ; orator on Junior contest (3) ; treasurer of Y. M. C. A. (4) ; Tetralectic club (4) ; Class football team 3) ; Class 1 mi. relay team (3); ' Varsity football team (3) , (4) ; ' Varsity baseball team (3) ; president of Prohibition League (4). R. H. McCartney. Dutch. Adelphic; Class football team (V, (3); ' Varsity football team (2), (41. M. Earla Mitchell. Chrestomath ; assistant librarian (3), (4) ; second medal on Junior contest ( 3) : Class secretary (4) ; Girls ' basketball team (2). W. E. Minteer. Red. Adelphic; Tetralectic club (4); Class treasurer (3); Pipe-of- Peace orator (4); Athletic committee (4) ; record, high kick, 8 ft. 5 in.; Class football team (3) ; Class basketball team (3) ; ' Varsity football team (1), (3). A. McCormick G. Moore. Adelphic; ' Varsity football team (2), (3), (4); Captain ' Varsity eleven (4) ; ' Varsity baseball team (2), (3) ; Captain ' Varsity nine (4) ; ' Varsity basketball team (1), (2), ' 3), (4); Class football team (1), (2), (3); Captain of Class eleven (2) ; Class baseball team (2) ; Class basketball team (n, (2), (3) ; captain of Class bas- ketball team (1), (2) ; record discus throw, 94 ft.; Class 1 mi. relay team (3) ; member of team winning 880-yd. hose run, world ' s record, time 2 min. 33;} sec; record, baseball throw, 336 ft. M. Ethel Nesbit. Chrestomath ; Tetralectic club (3), (4) ; Holcad staff (2), (4) ; orator on Junior contest (3); Class secretary (2); assistant editor of Argo (4). George B. P arisen. Parry. Adelphic; ' Varsity football team(i), (2), (3), (4); Captain ' Varsity eleven (3) ; Class football team (1), (2), (3) ; Class base- ball team (2). Lewis B. Perkins. Perky. Philomath ; Captain of baseball reserves (3) ; Class basketball team (2), (3) ; Class baseball team (21. 33 W. Carson Press. ' k Billy Carson. Adelphic ; Tetralectic club (3), (4) ; manager of ' Varsity football team (4) ; recording secretary of Y. M. C. A. 13) ; debater on Inter- society contest (31 ; Adelphic Debater on Geneva-Westminster Dual Debate (4) ; president of Athletic association (41 ; president Oratori- cal association (3) ; Holcad staff (3), 141 ; editor-in-chief and business manager of Westminster handbook ( 4) ; Class football team (2) ; Class prophet (4). Willard Reid. Adelphic; president of Y. M. C. A. 41 ; manager of ' Varsity baseball team (4) ; orator on Junior contest 13) ; essayist on Inter- society contest (4) ; Tetralectic club (3), 1 4) ; reply to toast, The Class of ' 06, Junior-Freshman banquet (3). Mary O. Sloss. Chrestomath ; Class secretary (1); Tetralectic club (4) ; Girls ' basketball team (2), (3). Audley D. Stewart. Aud. Philomath ; Westminster Lecture committee, (3), (4) ; Tetralectic club (4) ; Class vice-president (3) ; assistant in Chemistry (4) ; reply to toast The Ladies, Sophomore-Senior banquet (4); Holcad staff (2) ; singles championship, tennis tournament (2) ; member of Champion doubles team, tennis (3 ) ; ' Varsity basketball team (2), (3), (4); ' Varsity baseball team (1), (2), (3); captain ' Varsity nine (3) ; member of Westminster team at 8th and 9th annual Intercollegiate relay races, Philadelphia (2), (3) ; Class foot- ball team (1), (2), (3); Class basketball team (1), (2), (3); cap- tain Class baseball team (2); captain Class 2 mi. relay team (1), (2) ; captain Class 1 mi. relay team (2) ; local editor of Argo (4). Harris J. Stewart. Adelphic; Holcad staff (2); editor-in-chief of Holcad 14); Class treasurer (4). Lloyd O. Thompson. Philomath ; declaimer on Intersociety contest (2) ; record, mile run, time 4 min. 52 y 2 sec. 12 1 ; record, half-mile bicycle, time, 1 min. 15 sec; preliminary orator (4). A. Maurice Tweedie. Adelphic ; ' Varsity football team (2), (3), (4) ; captain of football reserves (3) ' ; Class football team 12), (3) ; Class baseball team ( 2 . 34 T. Grier Thompson. Adelphic ; declaimer on Intersociety contest (3) ; president of class of ' 04 (4) ; Holcarf staff (3) ; Class baseball team (2) ; Class 2 mi. relay team (2); reply to toast, The Class of ' 06, Sopho- more-Senior banquet (4) ; Glee club (2), (4) ; Westminster quar- tette (4). George C. Vincent Adelphic ; president of class of ' 04 (3) ; declaimer on Intersociety contest (4) ; first medal on Junior contest in oratory (3) ; Tetralectic club (3), (4) ; toastmaster Junior-Freshman banquet (3) ; winner of Greek prize given by American Institute of Sacred Literature (4) ; Mandolin club (2) ; secretary and treasurer of Tennis Association (3) ; Class 2 mi. relay team ( 2) ; captain Class 1 mi. relay team (3); Class football team (2), (3) ; Class marshal (4). Frederick J. Warnock. Adelphic; Westminster Lecture committee (3), (4) ; winner of Intersociety oration I31 ; Intersociety debater (2) ; orator on Pre- liminary contest (4); reply to toast, The Class of ' 04, Sopho- more-Senior banquet (2); treasurer of Athletic association (3); manager of football reserves (3); ' Varsity football team (3) ; Class football team (1), (2), (3) ; business manager of Argo (4). History of tKe Class of ' 04 Fifty years have passed and fifty classes have gone out from West- minster College since the immortals of ' 54 entered the world to spread the name and fame of their Alma Mater. There have been great changes and wonderful progress in the half century, especially in the four years during which the class of 1904 has been moulding the College character, —years which have been good years not for the class alone, but also for the College as a whole. Was it to be wondered at that the College was arrayed in a new coat of many colors, when we came back for our Senior year ; or that all Pittsburg came to in- spect us one day last autumn ? We have seen great honors come to our school and we have helped not a little to gain them. The success of a college in athletics is nowadays a great factor in producing college spirit and college standing. In this respect Naughty- four ' s contribution has ever been most liberal. Four times have cap- tains of ' varsity teams been chosen from our class. For two years a majority of the ' varsity football men have worn, side by side with the College W, the numerals 1904. In nine class games we have tied once and won five times, — always in good contests. We helped in the establishment of the only world ' s record held by Westminster. Our speed has been shown not only on the track but also in cross country running, where once we distanced all competitors, although to satisfy 1903 we consented to be handicapped by the weight of an ice-cream freezer ! Some members of our class, through their marvel- ous equestrian feats (in the dead languages), have already received tempting offers from Barnum and Bailey. Our motto is epya fxrj ; so it seemed fitting that our phys- ical prowess should first be described. But the members of our class have never lacked ability to express themselves, — except, of course, in class meetings. We have literary men and women of no slight 37 merit in our ranks. Some of us are so fond of elocution that we have even been known to give readings in psychology class. The chain gang persisted in dropping everything, until finally Prof. McElree allowed the Phormio to be dropped along with the rest. But all this will soon be past, and having done our part in College we shall sally forth into the world ' s work to use the training we have gained. But we shall not soon forget the days when naughty-four stood for leadership in athletics and in the literary and social life at Westminster. It will be many years before we shall forget the good times we have had together and the life-lessons our Alma Mater has taught us ; and when memory fails, still there will ring in our ears: — Youngest of all thy sons we hail and greet thee With all our lives for service in thy sight. Westminster Fair, our Mother, we salute thee : Majestic, crowned with everlasting light. Long may she live, our Mother fair, Westminster ! Fling to the breeze her banner white and blue ! Halls of our fathers, home or hallowed mem ' ries, Our Alma Mater, glorious, grand and true ! ' 04 Historian. Junior Class Class Yell Rip-rah, rip-rah, Colors — Red and Black Wee-wah-wive ! Hoo-rah ! Hoo-rah ! Motto — W oj j ekw 1905 ! OFFICERS. President, - - - William 1). Mercer Vice-President, - - - Frank C. Davidson Secretary, - Miss Anna McLachlan Treasurer, - Linus E. Stewart Elected by the Faculty to Junior Contest in Oratory : Charles C. Adams Bessie Henderson D. C. Fulton Lina R. Alexander A. H. Metz Mary R. Grier Walter T. Scott Mary M. McElree O Junior, to amend thy ways Thou hast but one more chance ; Repent then, and let dignity Like ours thy name enhance. Senior. 39 History of tKe Class of 9 03 Some classes are born green ; some acquire greenness ; some have greenness thrust upon them. The class of 1905 was born green and it became still more verdant, until now it is indeed a model of fresh- ness. When we entered school in the fall of ' 01, we thought that an eventful period had begun in the history of Westminster College ; that never before had the school been honored by the advent of such a class. What brilliant plans we made ! What deeds of valor we would perform ! Oh, we would show the Sophs ! Alas for Freshman ambition. We did show them that they had only to come, to see, and to conquer. Our athletic career opened auspiciously. We met the Sophomore football team with fear and trembling ; but fortune favored us, and they suffered an overwhelming defeat at our hands. Of course we rejoiced over our victory, but our shouts were not very enthusiastic, for ignorant as we were, we knew that we should have beaten them by a much larger score, considering the fact that we had as the head of our eleven the star end of the ' varsity team. That winter our basketball team was defeated. Then the girls, in a half-hearted way, challenged the Sophomore girls ; but they suffered a defeat no less ignominious. In the spring we were once more allowed to taste the joys of victory, for we succeeded in some unaccountable way in win- ning the baseball game. That was our last opportunity to gloat over a fallen foe. By the end of the spring term our conceit was all but gone. We no more recounted our deeds of valor, nor told of our prowess in the past. Our one aspiration was to be able by some hook or crook, to eke out a miserable existence through the three remaining years of our college life. 4i We began our life as Sophomores with many forebodings of evil. How would we ever brave the terrors of Soph. Algebra, to say nothing of Analytics ? Moreover, we began to be alarmed by certain rumors that the new class of ' 06 contained many brave and mighty men. We unanimously decided that something must be done at once to quell the boastful spirit which they seemed inclined to manifest, and that this could best be done by inspiring in them a profound respect for our intelligence and originality, — but how were these qualities to be shown ? We remembered our defeats of the previous year, and were naturally rather backward about showing any desire to display our prowess on the athletic field. It was a serious question, and one which caused us many anxious and wakeful hours. At last one of our number conceived a brilliant scheme, — and such an original one, too, — that we should put up posters and dedicate them to the Freshmen. The plan worked wonderfully well. The posters were duly printed, and one dark night two of our stalwart youths sallied forth with a bucket of paste, and literally papered the town with the products of our genius. So stealthily was the deed done that the posters were not discovered until morning. How chagrined those Freshmen were ! And how pleased we were with ourselves ! Our happiness lasted two short weeks, and then we were again plunged into the depths of despair. For, on entering Chapel one morning a terrible sight met our eyes. Over the platform hung a large white banner bearing these words in staring black letters — • ' The Glorious ? ? ? Class Of 1905 We felt anything but glorious. We were obliged to acknowledge ourselves beaten, — and by the Freshmen. This was certainly humil- iating, but it was only the beginning of the end. Throughout the entire year we were worsted in every encounter. We ignored their challenge to a Tug-of-War, for we had no desire to add another defeat to a list which was already long. Our Sophomore year was an utter failure, a disappointment to 42 ourselves, the faculty, and our friends ; and it was with a meek and humble spirit that we took our places as Juniors. So far in our Jun- ior year we have done nothing worth recording, unless it be the fact that we have learned by sad experience, our inability to do anything worth doing. Thus has the Glorious ( ?; Class of 1905 always been foremost in every foolish enterprise. The mistakes of other classes will be forgotten, but ours have been so numerous and varied that they will ever be remembered. However, the faculty are hopeful that profit- ing by our blunders in the past, and taking the renowned class of ' 04 as a model, we may yet acquit ourselves creditably and go out from this instooshun an honor to our Alma Mater. ' 05 Historian. SopKomore Class Class Yell Rah, rah, rix ! Colors — Orange and Black Rah, rah, rix ! Was ist los mit Motto — In omnia paratus i 906 ? OFFICERS. President, - - Joseph C. Mawhinney Vice-President, - - L. Roy Deevers Secretary, Miss J. Ruth Snodgrass Treasurer, - - J. M. Hood Dear Sophomores, you ' re a brilliant set, — Of that we have no doubt ; But this advice we should suggest : Let others find it out. Senior. 4 + History of tKe Class of ' OO There was confusion in the chapel. Quiet, dignified men and women were gravely giving to excited students tiny slips of paper, each bearing certain mysterious figures. To the uninitiated it was explained that these were the numbers of their chapel seats, in which they must be found each morning when the five minute bell had rung for almost three minutes, — it very seldom rings longer, — and the chapel doors were closed. But this morning, at the first of the fall term of 1902, when all was quiet, every eye was turned to the Freshmen seats. And what wonder? Was it not the class of ' 06 which occupied them? Well might president and professors beam with unfeigned admira- tion and pleasure on a class in which they saw at once that dignity of behavior, that strength of mind and body, that thirst for knowledge which all leaders in wisdom ' s ways are delighted to observe. Well might ' 05 gaze in open-eyed wonder and amazement on the class which that day began its history, — a history which they vaguely felt would be remembered long after the record of their own paltry deeds had died away. And much more would they have quaked could they have fore- seen how often they would fall, how often be humbled before our brave men and maidens of ' 06. Once, in the foolishness of our inexperienced youth we allowed ' 05 to win from us the flying green and white on the athletic field. Their fleet-footed runners had snatched from us the crown ; so, in order to show them that we still existed, we raised the colors high, and it was only after a battle hard fought and a victory hard won that they were brought low. But then, there was that challenge to a Tug-of-War which they wisely refrained from accepting. We may have failed when mere numbers counted, but never when victory depended on skill ; for in football they could not score against 46 us, and in basketball, — but you remember the score, 29 to 14 ! Nor is that all. Five of our brave girls won a victory over theirs, playing against heavy odds, for the members of their team were nearly twice the size of ours. How sad it was, what a loss to the literature of the age that their posters, those unparalled productions of foolishness, were obscured before the rising sun ! One eventful morning there hung in the chapel a sign. How like a collection of atoms the class of ' 05 did feel. Another morning there were strewn broadcast, that all might read and know, the records of our deeds together with the ' 05 roll (with comments). These have been preserved to be handed down from age to age as the most bril- liant posters ever issued. Thus in peace, prosperity and victory ended the first year of our college life. When we returned to the College halls in 1903 we found our num- ber still small but our spirit still dauntless, so that we took up the bat- tle for another year nothing doubting. We trained for the relay race, — so did ' 07. They had every chance of winning, but they remembered us of old and feared for their suc- cess. So the morning before the field-meet found the Freshmen guarding their colors on the athletic field ; and we, about half their number and with the prospect of having our team men disabled, to sustain our honor were forced to array ourselves against them. It was a brave fight. Attack after attack was made, but in vain. We retired from the field to prepare for renewed warfare, but before we returned the flag was taken clown by order of the Powers that Be. Victory was snatched from us. There was no relay race, and so there was no holiday. Once more in behalf of the college and humanity in general, we felt it our duty to offer from our experience warning, and from our wisdom counsel to these very needy Freshmen. We feel amply repaid for our efforts in preparing posters for them by the knowledge that they treasure as invaluable the advice therein 47 contained, and refer to it ever and anon to keep them from going astray. And what of the future ? The prospects are bright, for although the half-way mark of our college life is not yet past, thus far we have escaped the follies so common to Sophomores. Who of our fellow students, witnesses of our career, can doubt that when it is finished, it will be almost equal to that of the class of ' 04, in whose footsteps we are reverently attempting to follow ? ' 06 Historian. 48 FresHman Class. Class Yell Killi-killik-killee-killa ! Colors — Green and White Killi-killik-killee-killa ! 1907 ! Hurree ! Hurrah ! OFFICERS. President, Vice-Presidefit, Secretary , Treasurer, Wayne S. Ramsey Lewis J. Davison Miss Hazel E. Hines Miss Nellie McAuley CONSOLATION. Blessings on thee, little man, Freshie dear with cheeks of tan, With thy low grades lower still From the flunks made at thy will. With thy torn ' John ' and thy yell, Surely thou art doing well. Verdant youth with beardless face, Struggling through life ' s weary race, Lose not hope, my little man, — I was once a poor Freshman. ' 1 Senior. — Ex. 49 History of the Class of ' 07 Despise not the clay of small things. From the clays of Methus- elah, clown through the centuries, history is rife with examples which prove the wisdom of this time-worn saying. And not only in history, both ancient and modern, do we find illustrations of the importance of small things, but also throughout all Nature. The cattle on a thousand hills, the coyotes on a hundred prairies ; Alphine heights, and Colorado Canyons ; Biography, Phi- losophy, and Fiction ; city and country, sea and land, earth and sky, — all, everything, is teeming, seething, fermenting, running over with types and symbols of this all-important truth ! But nowhere is it so grandly and gloriously illustrated as in the history of the class of 1907 of Westminster College. Oh ye gods, help me in this most arduous task ! Give me the wisdom of a Soc- rates, the tongue of a Demosthenes, the imagination of a Dante, the ready pen of a Shakespeare, that I may conscientiously and truthfully, without partiality or hypocrisy make known to succeeding generations the history of this most magnanimous class. How interesting it would be to take up the life story of each mem- ber of our class, but lack of time and talent forbids. Such pleasure must be delegated to a worthier pen than mine, while I begin with the day when, with trembling hearts, we gave our names (and our moneys, of course) to Mr. Veazey, and were enrolled as members of this now famous class. We are reluctantly compelled to pass over such items of interest as, how we happened to come to this college ; what our feelings were on the way, and when we arrived ; how we selected our rooms and board- ing places, formed ourselves into an organized body with officers, chose a suitable yell, etc. The first point which calls for our attention is : — 5 ' The Freshman Class Physically Considered. To say that we are numerous is a tame, listless, and altogether uninteresting way of put- ting it. The long list we make on the Financial Secretary ' s roll but feebly indicates it ; the volume of song that arises from our block in chapel is not a true criterion of our numbers, because it might easily be taken for something else ; the overflowing class rooms might be attributed to a mixture of Sophomores (Ugh ! or poor Third Preps ; we might liken ourselves to the green leaves of the forest ; but the leaves soon wither, whereas we do not. Our numbers are verily as the sands of the sea ! Reluctantly we leave this line of thought and take up the following : The Freshman Class Intellectually Considered . Although we our- selves long ago learned of our preeminence in this respect, still, we shall permit others to speak for us, so that there may be no doubt in the minds of any. Testimony of Professor Shaffer : Unhesitatingly, e — without the least reserve, e — I would emphasize what I have often said, that e — the present Freshman Class is e — by far the most absorbingly inter- esting class I ever tried to teach. I have often thought that if all students, e — were possessed e — of the same intense desire for home study, e - and e — they e — were endowed with the same mental capac- ity, e — it would necessitate altogether different methods e — in the teaching of Mathematics. Testimony of Professor McElree : Two times out of every three the Freshmen succeed in making an exceedingly smooth translation. Most of them, it is true, are a trifle shy on the Independent Uses of the Subjunctive and Conditions Contrary to Fact, as well as the 2d Periphrastic conjugation ; but of course that may be the fault largely of their early training. Testimony of Dr. Campbell : The whole gist of the matter in a nut shell, the tap root, the epitome, is this : — Most of them are of Scotch-Irish descent, and they have got the brains ! Of course they have an Achilles ' heel for keeping their books open in class, — indeed I think they take the blue ribbon for that. But when I was a boy. 5 2 children acted in just the same way ; the Freshmen will come out all right. Most of the other professors spoke in this highly commendatory way, but enough has been said to prove our point, hence we proceed to discuss : — The Mighty Deeds of the Freshman Class. Owing to certain cir- cumstances our class has had but one grand opportunity of proving its prowess, but this one opportunity was embraced, in such a way as to bring upon us more of disgrace than honor ; for our victory was due entirely to our numbers and to the presence of the Hessians who, towering in their height, and guided by years of experience (for you must know that we had those amongst us who were veterans in Fresh- man brawls), led the attack. This completes the history of our class up to the present time. It is merely an introduction to the full account which will be written later. We realize that we have made mistakes, and that we have yet to make our mark in the different departments of college life, but in our own opinion at least, we are far in advance of any previous Freshman class, and indeed in many ways of any class. We hope to leave records behind us when we graduate which will require cen- turies for others to equal. And after we pass out into the broader and more sober duties of life, we expect to be a mighty uplift to the causes of Education, Science and Religion. ' 07 Historian. 5 - Class of ' 04 To tKe Classes of 08 and ' 09, Greeting. Our Dear Little Ones : — We have seriously pondered the question of histories from the infant classes, ' 08 and ' 09 ; but thinking that you are already taxed to the utmost with algebra, physical geography and Greek, we have decided that it would be unwise to impose upon you any literary work. Instead, we hereby tender our wholesome and kindly advice. Do not think because you sit opposite us in chapel, that you are bright and shining lights in the college world. The wisdom of our Faculty has placed you there in order that you may be benefited by our example, and that throughout your college course you may have as a light to your path, the memory of that dignified body, — the Class of ' 04. If there happen to be Seniors taking Caesar, Plane Geometry, or Second Prep. Algebra, do not under any condition ask them whether they have had it before. They are only being self-sacrificing enough to take one of these studies for the benefit they will confer upon you by their awe-inspiring presence. When passing from one classroom to another, never display your childishness by pushing and jostling those around you. Remember your humble position, and do nothing which might interfere with or inconvenience an upperclassman. Avoid the back seats in the Senior and Third Prep, blocks, and never appear excited when you see mysterious meetings of two ' s in the chapel. Some day you will understand, but take our advice and do not try such things soon. Be modest and retiring ; keep yourselves in the background, and 55 so avoid publicity. Your foolish little ways — often excusable, but sometimes, alas, not so — will be noticed soon enough. When the Seniors are requested to remain after chapel for a short class meeting, never stare and look interested. You would be dis- playing a much finer sense of propriety if in a quiet and unassuming manner, you should absent yourselves. With meekness and patience perform each day the little tasks assigned to you, so that in time it will no longer be necessary for any professor to say to you, If I have told you this once, I have told you fifty times within the last three minutes. In this way you will win the respect of your teachers and the approbation of your fellow students. Trusting that you will take this advice in the same spirit in which it is given, we remain Yours with best wishes for your future, The Class of ' 04. Hi A TYPICAL (?) MEMBER OF THE 21) PREP. ALGEBRA CLASS 56 TKe E volution of a Senior. Metrical Version. FRESHMAN. War-whoop ee ! Rip rah fur me ! The Freshmen ' s the people, Ain ' t it easy nuff to see ? We know the hull thing now ; Le ' s get out and start a row, Fur we ' ve gotter pass the time In this dead old town somehow. SOPHOMORE. I find there are a few stray things here, That I did not quite get last year In my train. And on more than one occasion O ' er some trifling equation, I ' ve spent hours of meditation All in vain. JUNIOR. The farther and the deeper in my college course I go The more I see the littleness of what I really know. And in striking on the many rocks that strew my college sea, 5 7 I ' ve seen stars of wondrous magnitude and awful brilliancy. I ' ve found that there are others who can do a thing or two, And that I ' m not the only one, as I pass life ' s journey through. SENIOR. O Westminster, Alma Mater, thou most dear unto my heart, What emotions stir my being when I think of what thou art ! Four long years I now have wandered up and down thy sacred halls ; Time has turned four cycles round me since I entered thy blest walls. But, old friend, I soon must leave thee, out into Life ' s deep to steer ; Would I yet awhile might linger, thy protecting shadow near ! And where ' er I go I ' ll carry many lessons taught by thee, Fighting out my own hard battles with the sword thou gavest me. Evermore with thee shall rest my love, my heart, my sympathy, — Sadly then, my own fair Mother, must I say farewell to thee. F. J. Warnock. THe Evolution of a Senior Prose Version. Wilmington Junction ! Change cars for New Wilmington ! shouted the brakeman as the train stopped at the station. A group of happy students, reunited after their summer vacation, stepped across the platform to where stood the ancient and well-worn combination car of the Sharpsville Railroad. Two or three other young people, strangers apparently, seemed bound in the same direc- tion ; and the merry company ahead, as they viewed these, rightly concluded, New students. One of the new men was Thomas Remler from Indian Ferry. There was nothing specially noticeable about his appearance, but since he was soon to become a member of the ever famous class of ' 04, his history is of course worth recording. His earlier experiences in college did not differ much from those of his class-mates. The first night he had an invitation to appear on the athletic field and make the acquaintance of some of the fellows. Accordingly, in the innocence of his heart, he carefully brushed his hair, shined his shoes and accepted the invitation. Together with some other Freshmen he entertained those present by an exhibition of various vocal attempts and athletic feats, his memory and agility alike receiving from the rear any necessary aid. Yet he felt the bet- ter for this as he made his way to his room in the small hours of the morning, for was he not now one of the fellows ? Tom entered early into many of the college activities. He worked faithfully at football, watched with interest the literary work and dug hard at his lessons. There were two things for which he had a good 59 deal of reverence in his first year at Westminster : a ' varsity foot- ball player and the Ladies ' Hall. His admiration for the former remained the same, until finally he attained his highest ambition and realized his most splendid dreams as half-back on the football team. His reverence for the latter never entirely ceased, though to be sure that awe which he felt at first did in a measure leave him. So with hard work and jolly times, in good fellowship and through lonely days, Tom ' s first year in college was past. 02. The beginning of the next year was different. Tom came back with overflowing spirits, glad to see everybody. New Wilmington began to seem like another place. The same things occupied his attention and the fellows he knew best were the same, but now he was well acquainted and felt that he had a greater part in the college life. The fall term passed rapidly. Football, studies, and many a good time in the evening with an occasional roughhouse, kept him so busy that winter came before he realized it. Skating now became his chief recreation when the condition of the ice allowed it, — and sometimes when it did not. It was about this time that he began to make frequent trips to the Hall. One occasion we must especially notice ; it was after he had broken the ice, you know. Tom was strolling up the walk toward th e Hall with rather more than his usual number of companions. Indeed, he was almost surrounded. It was late, and only the light of the stars showed the dark outline of the Hall ahead. Everything seemed deserted except for the little company making their way up the hill and, at the foot of the steps a man leaning against the railing. A man there alone at that time of night — what did it mean ? But even as the thought entered their minds, a shot rang out through the 60 stillness. They saw the man fall, heard the dull thud, and then the silence was broken by groans from the steps and by the frightened cries of Tom ' s fair companions. A dozen hands eagerly clutched him. No one could ever tell whether he meant to run or not ; for it would have been impossible under the circumstances. But faint heart never won fair lady he must show his courage. With a chilly feeling at the top of his head and his heart beating madly, he went toward the still groaning victim. His companions, unwilling to relinquish their hold on their one remaining hope, followed closely. Nearer and nearer they drew to that dread object ; and then suddenly Tom ' s courage coming back with a bound, he walked boldly up and — kicked a straw dummy. Such conduct deserved a reward, and his visits to the hall became more and more frequent. This state of affairs became such a matter of course, however, that we shall not hereafter give it much attention. Thus another year sped past. Tom tried his hand at the various sports : in the winter basketball, and in the spring both baseball and tennis ; but his success was not very marked. From the first he had been interested in the literary societies and had worked hard in his own society. He watched with interest the contest in the spring be- tween the old rivals, Philo and Adelphic, and when his society came off victorious, he joined most heartily in the celebration. 03. So Tom came to his Junior year and began a varied but happy career as an upperclassman. He remembered his early days at col- lege, and tried to make things pleasant for the new men whenever it came in his power. The joy he felt when he was announced as a member of the ' varsity football team was never equalled until that memorable day when he won the game for Westminster by a forty- yard run for a touchdown, and from behind the goal posts saw the 6i waving hats and banners and heard the hearty Westminster cheer fol lowed by — What ' s the matter with Remler ? He ' s all right ! One event of his Junior year caused him a good deal of perplexity. He thought he could not write a Junior oration. But time and patience will do much and finally he had it completed, only to look forward with anxiety to the evening when it was to be given. Then he joined the brave line of beauty and of chivalry which made its way to the platform. There he sat with thumping heart and dry lips until his turn came. But his work in society had not been for naught, and his production surprised both those who knew him and those who did not. Tom had always enjoyed the class banquets, but this year he had a special interest in the Junior- Freshman banquet, for he was to reply to one of the toasts. It was an eventful evening for him. First his clothes disappeared, and he was compelled to borrow a suit that could not possibly be made to fit. He was in consternation until, just in time to start, he found his own carefully hidden in the bed. Then came the wild run out the back door to avoid some of his friends in front of the house who had what they called a surprise, ready for him. So he reached the banquet with his partner, to chase away the merry hours till morning. Many things in our hero ' s history we must omit. For one thing, we must pass over those botanizing expeditions, when Tom often forgot what it was that he started out for ; but then, by time-honored college tradition, a Junior has the privilege of thinking about some- thing else than Botany at such times. It was in the spring term of his Junior year that he joined the Tetralectic Club ; and Tom was one of the most loyal members from that first night when, seated beside a saucer of water, he delighted the company by singing On the Banks of the Wabash. Dark times occasionally came over the club, but there were extenuating circumstances, so that Tom did not mind in the least ; and he was soon ready to declare that there could be nothing better in college than the Tetralectic meetings. 62 04. Up to this time Tom had been looking forward to his Senior year with eager anticipations ; but when he finally returned 10 begin his last year he almost wished he were not a Senior, for soon now he must leave Westminster. It was not that he did not enjoy his year or profit by it. What pleasanter recollections will ever linger in his memory than the barn parties, the at-homes, and the sleigh- rides of the Senior class? But not even the Senior ' s dignity and the privilege of a cap and gown were sufficient compensation for leaving all these old friends and congenial companions. Not far off now is Commencement with its pleasures and its sorrows, and then — what? VVlLLARD ReID. j Pipe Dream It was a cold October afternoon and he was glad he had no duties that would call him out of doors. He would have a nice cozy smoke, he thought, and afterwards would settle down to his lessons. It was raining and no one would come in to interrupt him, so after replenishing the fire, he sat down in front of it, pipe in hand. His chair was a comfort- able one, his tobacco the best, and his mind free from all cares — except that Brief for English. 11 Ah well, he thought, what is life for but a good time ? Pleasure first, then, if necessary, the lessons afterward. Quietly he sat in per- fect enjoyment, thinking of the good times he was having in school, and building air castles for the future. Yes, he thought, this is a nice old place. Quiet, to be sure ; but how could any one help loving it ? Every nook and corner is dear. And only eight more months ! How short the four years seemed ! Then the graduation itself came before his mind ' s eye, — the friends who had been so interested in his progress would come to visit him and his college. Would they be just a little surprised at the build- ings, — at the College itself, even though newly adorned with paint? The gymnasium, and the laboratories, although well equipped for a school of its size, — how meagre they would appear compared with those of other schools they had seen ! Would he be just the least bit ashamed ? He had never thought of it before. But how different everything would be when the endowment was raised ! ' Tis only girls, they say, that dream ; but as he sat gazing into the fire, in the brightly glowing coals he saw happy visions of his future. He would accept the position offered him in Australia, and if she would consent they would go there to live. The coals gradually grew 6 5 dimmer as he gazed ; his eyelids drooped lower and lower ; and soon he was wandering far off in dreamland. He was no longer a care-free schoolboy, but a grey-haired man — old, his children sometimes thought him. He must be old, too, for look at those great, stalwart boys and the tall, graceful girl almost a woman. The time had come for the children to enter college ; and as he considered where he should send them, his mind went back to the old Westminster days. Yes, he would send them there. Many doubts crossed his mind as to the advisability of taking them so far to a small college ; but still, he thought, what was good enough for their parents would be good enough for them. He would take them him- self to the homeland. It was thirty years since he had been home. He knew little of the progress of the college, but the rumors he had heard from time to time had always been favorable. Having once decided, he was impatient to start ; so as soon as possible they set sail. During the journey his mind was much occupied with thoughts of by-gone days. Would he be able to recognize the dear old haunts ? On reaching New York, great was his consternation to learn that there was no longer a small college at New Wilmington, — that it was now one of the largest Universities of the land. His surprise and joy at this discovery knew no bounds ; but he was rather chagrined to think that he had lost sight so completely of his own Alma Mater. He scarcely believed it possible that the school could change so much without his knowledge. It would be best, he thought, to see for himself as quickly as possible. Inquiring in New York for a direct route to New Castle, he was told that the best way would be to go straight to New Wilmington, for New Castle was in its suburbs, and only twenty minutes ' ride from it on the Elevated. His eyes grew wide with wonder, but accepting the advice, he purchased the tickets and they were soon on their way. He was bewildered. What could it mean ? Surely there was some mistake. But the tickets read New Wilmington. He would wait and see. 66 They travelled all night on the Empire Express and in the morning found themselves at what they supposed was Pittsburg. One of the boys left the train, but in a moment rushed back breathless. Why, Father, he cried, this is New Wilmington ! The father gazed about him as if looking for the Junction and the Sharpsville, but in vain. On all sides were large buildings ; street cars were hurrying to and fro ; overhead he heard the rumble of the Elevated. What could it all mean ? Hastening out of the train he found everything in confu- sion round the huge depot. Draymen were calling to each other ; motormen were clanging their bells ; there was every evidence of a large and prosperous city. He had wondered if Mr. Allen would be there with his hack but instead he heard a rough voice calling, All this way for the University, Ferguson Hall, Brownlee Lodge, and Kuhn Cabin. Thoroughly stupefied at hearing these names, familiar, yet unfamiliar, he stood in helpless indecision, while his son hailed a cab and asked to be taken to a good hotel. After a half hour ' s drive through busy streets, with much turning out of the way for street cars and automobiles, they were drawn up in front of a handsome edifice, — the Pulaski House. By inquiry they learned that it was excelled in America only by the Waldorf- Astoria. After breakfasting, the first idea in the father ' s mind was to see the College, if perchance he might recognize something there. Accord- ingly he ordered a carriage, and after a beautiful drive through wide asphalt streets with magnificent residences on either side, their guide pointed out to them the tower of the new University building. It was located on the top of a high hill which, the guide said, was once known as Furnace Hill. Drawing nearer, they saw beautiful, roll- ing lawns, dotted with trees. The grounds consisted of one hundred acres, all in perfect order. Soon they heard the sound of voices, and saw ahead of them a large brick building, — Shaffer Memorial, erected, as they learned, in memory of the late Professor of Mathematics. It was a boys ' 67 dormitory accommodating seven hundred students. The father was still bewildered ; for when had they ever had many more than three hundred in his day? Driving on past golf links, tennis c ourts, and a fine athletic field, they came to more dormitories, — Perry Kuhn Cabin, Brownlee Lodge, and Ferguson Hall. They were all spacious, substantial buildings, accommodating from three to five hundred students each. Then they were shown the main building, the pride of all American hearts. The main entrance was of Parian marble, with wide cor- ridors and fine paintings, — all wonderfully beautiful. Fortunately they arrived during the Chapel hour, so they went in to the service. The Chapel itself was a very extensive affair, seating six thousand people. How delighted the father was when an old man got up to sit with some noisy boys, and he recognized in him Perry Kuhn of the old days ! He had long since been retired on a pension, but still thought it his duty to quiet the students when they became too obstreperous. But his joy knew no bounds when he saw on the plat- form a venerable, white-haired man, the Dean of the University,— the same Dr. Ferguson who had led chapel thirty years before. He was now an old man over ninety, but he made the prayer, — the same sweet, helpful kind of prayer that he had always made. Among the faculty he recognized Miss Alice Bard, instructor in Voice and French Dancing. The other faces were all new to him. After a little talk with Dr., they drove on past the girls ' dormitor- ies, the professors ' homes, and the science halls, to the Library, a beautiful stone structure built by the ever liberal Alumni ; but nowhere was there a sign of the happy days when the school was young. Dazed by the grandeur, and half sorrowful and disappointed, he turned and saw straight ahead of him the Old College itself. His heart gave a great bound. It was the same as in the days of old, preserved for the sake of Auld Lang Syne ; and only the youthful Preps now recited in it. How joyfully he roamed about its halls, through the recitation rooms, the Society halls, and the Chapel, — all the same as of old ! How many fond memories clung about the place! 6S How he loved it all ! He almost wished the seventy-five millions endowment had never been raised. What was that noise ? He could almost think it was the old college bell, so often heard in former days — With a start he sat up rubbing his eyes. Sure enough the bell was ringing, and as he rushed off to supper he muttered to himself, Half past five, and that brief not even begun ! ' 04. Who Said It ? Did the person who made the following statement think he was a walking dictionary? I thank you for your corroboration of my own ratiocinations, for the benefit which will accrue to me from the perusal of this volume will more than compensate for the monetary outlay expended upon it. J WHY is Rudolph like one of the Knights of old ? Because his Speer is ever at his side. MelancKoly Accident The fall term we believe it was, Some people went to skate. The afternoon was beautiful ; The time was waxing late. When he to his companion said, — This time we ' ll surely win. The ice was rough, — the goal far off — It cracked and both fell in ! The water to his shoulder came, And almost to her nose. She could but shriek, Help ! oh, it ' s cold ! But what do you suppose, — He only said, Be quiet now ; I ' ll help you if I can. Give glory where there ' s glory due, — He acted like a man. A boy, as on the bank he stood And watched the two go down, Yelled, Heavens ! Heavens ! help them out, Or they will surely drown ! 7- Arms good and stout soon pulled them out, But ah, ' twas sad to see A couple thus to to break the ice, — They were drenched as drenched could be. Then they were taken to their homes, And soon thawed out, you see ; For when some people break the ice They do it literally. Westminster AtHletic Records ioo-Vard Dash. 10 sec, J. C. Hanley, ' 97. 220-Yard Dash, 22 ' - ' . sec L. Stewart. ' cK. 440-Yard Dash. 5i| sec, H. Lambie, ' 07. Half-Mile Run. 2 min. 4 sec, H. Lambie, ' 07. Mile Run. 4 min. 52 J 2 sec. L. Thompson. ' 04. Shot Put. 38 ft 2 in.. J. A Chambers, ' 00. Hammer Throw. 101 ft. 6 in.. C. McCandless, ex- ' o4. Discus Throw. 94 ft.. McC. Moore. ' 04. Running High Jump. 5 ft. 6 in.. R. Y. Gealey, ' 99. Standing High Jump, 4 ft. 6 in. High Kick, 8 ft. 5 in.. W. E. Minteer. ' 04. Running Broad Jump. 21 ft. u}4 in., R. G. Deevers, ' 02. Standing Broad Jump. 9 ft. 6 in. Pole Vault. 10 ft. 6 in.. J. A. Smith, ' 00. Quarter- Mile Bicycle, 38 sec. Half -Mile Bicycle. 1 min. 15 sec, L. Thompson. ' 04. Mile- Bicycle. 2 min. 55 sec. Riddell. ex- ' 04. Two- Mile Bicycle. 4 min. 30 sec. By am. ' 05. Hop. Step and Jump. 40 ft.. 2 l 2 in.. H. Lambie. ' 07. 1 20- Yard Hurdles, 1 7 J sec, P. Yourd. ' 03. 2 20- Yard Hurdles, 26 1 sec, McGogney, ex- ' 02. Baseball Throw. 336 ft., Moore. ' 04. 880-Yard Hose Run. 2 min. 33 J sec. World ' s Record. 75 Westminster BasKetball Team. Manager, Forwards, Guards, Center, Substitutes , Roy Christie, ex- ' o4 Moore. ' 04 ; Deevers, ' 06 Stewart, ' 04 ; Lambie, ' 07 (Captain) Elliott, ex- ' 07 Aiken, ' 06 ; Russell, ' 03 ; Freetly, ' 06 In basketball Westminster has shared honors with the teams of her sister institutions. In a series of thirteen games, our boys won eleven. The team was light, but played very fast ball. The strong team of State College was beaten by a score of 18 to 33. The team work at times was almost phenomenal, and the success of the season of 1903 was largely due to the hard practice of the team and the skilful coaching of Captain Lr.mbie. 7 AtKletic Association. ATHLETIC ADVISORY BOARD. Prof. Chas. C. Freeman Prof. J.J. McElree Prof. J. A. Shott W. E. Minteer, ' 04 Hugh Lambie, ' 07 OFFICERS. President, - - - W. C. Press, ' 04 Vice-President, - Hugh Lambie, ' 07 Secretary, - - - - W. K. Long, ' 05 Treasurer, - - , - - - G. A. Lewis, ' 06 79 AiVestminster Football Team Manager — W. C. Press, ' 04 , , D. McBride, ' 04 Right end — E. McBride, ' 04 ( lennent, 05 Left tackle — Love, ' 06 Right tackle — Smith, ' 07 Left guard — Rudolph, ' 06 Right guard — Cleland, ' 06 Center — Parisen, ' 04 Quarterback — Moore, ' 04 (captain) Left halfback - -J ' °5 Right halfback - J brooks ' 04 ( I). McBride, 04 fe ( Smith, ' 07 Fullback — Tweedie, ' 04 ; Calhoun, ' 07 Substitutes : W. Mercer, ' 05 ; C. Mercer, ' 06 ; Scott, ' 07 ; Metz, ' 05 ; Long, ' 05 ; Stewart, ' 05 ; Orr, ' 07 ; Campbell. Westminster has always ranked well among her sister colleges in football, and once she has held the Intercollegiate championship. During the past season, under the direction of Coach Edmundson, the team achieved a fair degree of success although suffering greatly on account of crippled men. ScHedxile of Contests. Westminster, o University of Buffalo, 14 Westminster, o Allegheny College, 6 Westminster, o Geneva College, 35 Westminster, o LIniversity of W. Va., 21 Westminster, 12 Grove City College, o Westminster, 43 W. Middlesex A. A., o Westminster, o Geneva, o Westminster, 61 New Castle A. A., o Westminster, o Grove City, 5 80 Won hy Fair Play. The clay of the great Edgeworth-Hampton football game dawned bright and clear, with just a touch of frost in the October air. It was an ideal day for a game, just warm enough to make it pleasant for both spectators and players. It will be the hardest game of the season, Jack ; we will have to play our best to win it, said Tom Stanning, manager of the Edge- worth College team, to Jack Thomas, the captain. I know it, answered Jack, but if it becomes necessary, we can use that trick play. I wish you wouldn ' t do it, Jack, said Tom. The play is an unfair one, and I would rather lose than win unfairly. O, don ' t talk about it being unfair ! said Jack irritably. There is no rule in the rule-book which it violates directly. Seeing the uselessness of further argument, Tom said nothing more. Just then the dinner-bell rang, and the boys separated. As Jack 83 walked moodily off to dinner he thought the matter over seriously. Deep down in his heart he knew that it would be mean to take such an advantage, and wished that the opportunity to use the play might not occur. Jack had originated this play himself, and had been rather proud of it : but Tom ' s words had set him to thinking, and now he looked at it in a different light. A little before three o ' clock the rival teams trotted out on the field, and began to run through their signals before the beginning of the game. As Jack gave the signals to his men his forehead was con- tracted in a frown : for try as he would, he could not banish the trick play from his mind. On one side of the field a large crowd of Edge- worth men armed with tin horns waved the red and white, and sang their stirring battle songs ; while on the other side a lot of Hampton fellows wearing purple and black answered them with songs and col- lege yells. At exactly three o ' clock the teams lined up. and at the call of Ready Hampton? Ready Edgeworth? and the sharp blast of the whistle. Jack Thomas straightened up. Tom, who had been watch- ing him closely, knew from the close- set lips and determined eye that he had come to a decision regarding the trick play, and awaited the result anxiously. Hampton kicked off to Edgeworth, and by fierce line bucking and an end run Edgeworth soon forced the ball well into their opponents ' territory. Finally, by an irresistible pushing, they succeeded in carry- ing the ball over the line for a touchdown. The air was rent with cries of v ' Edgeworth ! Edgeworth! Rah! Rah! Rah! Edgeworth! Do it again! Do it again! Hats and caps were thrown high in the air, and the Edgeworth supporters shouted them- selves hoarse. Edgeworth failed to kick goal, and this called forth a torrent of hoots and yells from the Hamptonites. Edgeworth then kicked off, and after several minutes of play Hampton lost the ball on a fumble. Then the two teams pressed each other this way and that, neither being able to make any material gains, and at the end of the first half the score was 5 to o. 84 At the beginning of the second half Edge worth was confident of victory and Hampton hopeful. Hampton received the ball on their ten-yard line and by steady playing slowly but surely forced back the Edeeworth men, who stubbornlv resisted every advance but failed to hold their opponents for downs. Then Hampton made a touchdown and kicked goal safely. The excitement was intense. The teams were so evenly matched that no one could say. with any certainty, which would win. Edgeworth. by a series of bucks and rushes, made a few small gains : but the Hampton men massed their forces and hurled them- selves against their opponents line with such force that the Edgeworth team was swept back and actually lost ground. Now was the time, it ever, to use the trick pla . Tom Stanning knew this as well as Jack did. and he also knew that the crisis of Jack ' s struggle against this temptation had come. Would he over- come his temptation or would it overcome him ? In an instant the answer to this question came. Jack ' s voice rang out sharp and clear as he gave the signal: 7, 32. 21. 8! Jack raised his head with a defiant toss. He set his teeth together and played with such determination that he put new life into his panting, perspiring team-mates. Again and again Hampton was pushed back by the fierce onrushes of the Edgeworth team, but resisted so stubbornlv that only very small gains could be made. Suddenly a man darted out from behind the Edgeworth line with the ball tucked under his arm. and skilfully dodging the Hampton players, sped down the field and across the goal-line. It was Jack himself, who. panting but triumphant, prosed the ball to the ground just as the timekeepers called Time. The great crowd of Edgeworth supporters went mad with joy. and every Edgeworth fellow that carried a horn or other noise-making machine made such good use of it that no one could hear his own voice. But above the din sounded the praises of Jack Thomas. He deserved them, for he had won the day for Edgeworth. The crowd of Edge worth fellows surged out on the field, and tak- ing Jack on their shoulders began their triumphal march. As Tom who was among them, grasped Jack ' s hand, he said Well done, old man ; it was won by fair play. S. B. Mitchell, ' 07. 86 Westminster Baseball Team. Manager, - - - - P. H. Yourd, ' 03 E. N. McBride, ' 04; Sewall, ' 05, p. D. L. McBride, ' 04, c. W. S. Ramsey, ' 07, s. s. J. A. Stranahan. ' 05, 1st b. McM. Moore, ' 04, 2d b. Roberts, ' 06, 3d b. E. Tennent, ' 05, r. A. D. Stewart, ' 04, (Captain), m. D. Tennent, ' 05, 1. Cleland, ' 06 ; Deevers, ' 06, substitutes. Probably the best baseball team in the history of our college was the team of 190 1. In every game with college teams Westminster was victorious, with a total score of 68 to 24 in our favor. This record is one to which we can look back with feelings of pride, when we are inclined to be discouraged. The ' 03 team, under t he instruction of Coach McKim, brought us through a creditable season, winning seven games out of seventeen with what was largely new material. 88 Tennis Association. Membership is by election, and is limited to thirty. President, - - - - B. Leigh Alexander, ' 04 Vice-President, - - - Walter K. Long, ' 05 Secretary and Treasurer, - George C. Vincent, ' 04 Executive Committee, - W. K. Long, ' 05 ; J, A. Barr, ' 06 Winner of Singles Championship of Westminster College, 1903, D. P. Tennent, ' 05. Champion team in Doubles, 1903. A. D. Stewart, ' 04 and D. P. Tennent, ' 05. 9 1 Westminster TracK Team F. S. Thompson, ' 03 : Half mile run. W K. Long, ' 05 : Shot-put ; hammer-throw. W. C. Witherspoon, ' 03 : High jump. C. W. Knox, ' 05 : Mile run. L. R. Deevers, ' 06 : Pole Vault. L. E. Stewart, ' 05 : 100-yd. dash; 220-yd. dash ; Quarter mile run ; Relay team. H. C. Clark, ' 05 : Quarter mile run ; Relay team. R. W. Yourd, ' 05 : Quarter mile run ; 220-yd. dash ; Relay team. H. Lambie, ' 07 : Captain ; 100-yd. dash ; 220-yd. dash ; 120-yd • hurdles ; Shot-put ; Pole vault ; Broad jump ; High jump ; Half mile run ; Relay team. A. J. Crooks, ' 04 : Half mile run ; Relay team. M. G. Moore, ' 04 : Discus throw ; Broad jump. W. T. Scott, ' 05 : Mile run. Reno, ' 07 : High jump. A. D. Stewart, ' 04 : Relay team. E. A. Tennent, ' 05 : Shot-put ; 120-yd. hurdles. P. H. Yourd, ' 03 : Broad jump; 120-yd. hurdles. Class Athletics of ' 04- FOOTBALL. Team of 1901 ; ' 04 vs. ' 03. Christie, 1. e. ; Parisen, r. e. ; McCartney, 1. t. ; J. Stewart, r. t.; Patterson, 1. g. ; Pollock, r. g. ; Warnock, c ; Dunlap, q. ; Moore, 1. h. ; A. Stewart, r. h. ; Kennedy (captain), f. b. Tie ; score 0-0. Team of 1902 ; ' 04 vs. ' 05. Vincent, 1. e. ; Parisen, r. e. ; Campbell, 1. t. ; Warnock, r. t. ; McCrory, 1. g. ; Gibson, r. g. ; Press, c. ; Price, q. ; Moore (cap- tain), 1. h. ; A. Stewart, r. h. ; Tweedie, f. b. Won by ' 05 ; score 15 — o. Team of 1903 ; ' 04 vs. ' 03. A. Stewart, 1. e. ; E. McBride, r. e. ; Minteer, 1. t. ; Parisen, r. t. ; Vincent, 1. g. ; Warnock, r. g. ; McCartney, c. ; Moore, q. ; Chris- tie (captain), 1. h. ; Sampson, r. h. ; Tweedie, f. b. Won by ' 04 ; score 23 — o. BASEBALL. Team of 1902 ; ' 04 vs. ' 05. Moore, s. s. ; A. Stewart (captain), p. ; Kennedy, c. ; Tweedie, 1st b. ; Anderson, 2d b.; Perkins, 3d b. ; Alexander, r. : Thomp- son, Price, m. ; Parisen, 1. Won by ' 05 ; score 9 — 8. 95 BASKETBALL. Team of 1901 ; 04 vs. ' 03. Stewart, g. ; Kennedy, g. ; Zuver, c. ; Moore (captain), f. ; Christie, f. Won by ' 04 ; score 20 — 5. Team of 1902 ; ' 04 vs. ' 05. Stewart, g. ; Kennedy, g. ; Christie, c. ; Moore (captain), f. ; Perkins, f. Won by ' 04 ; score 33 — 22. Team of 1903 ; ' 04 vs. ' 03. Stewart, g. ; Moore, g. : Minteer, c. ; Christie (captain), f. ; Perkins, f. Won by ' 04 ; score 30 — 18. 2-MILE RELAY RACE. Team of 1901 ; 04 vs. 03 ; race won by ' 03. Wallace; Anderson ; Hildebran ; K. George ; Ferver ; W. Byers ; Zuver; A. Stewart icaptain). Team of 1902 ; ' 04 vs. ' 05 ; race won by ' 04. Hazlett ; Thompson ; Vincent ; Anderson ; Ferver ; McCrory ; Price ; A. Stewart (captain). INTERCLASS MILE RELAY RACE. Won in 1902, by ' 05. ' 04 team in 1902 : McCrory; Ferver; Stewart (captain) ; Price. Won in 1903, by ' 05 ; second. ' 04. ' 04 team in 1903 : Anderson ; Mc Bride ; Vincent (captain); Moore. 96 Voices of tKe Sea. Whisp ' ring voices of the Sea. They are calling low to me, As I list the murm ' ring cadence Of the waves that lap the shore. And the air is filled with sighs, As the evening mists arise, And I hear a thousand voices Calling, — calling from the sea. Out the shadows of the sea Siren voices call to me. Ah ! they lure to death or danger Where the seething waters foam. Phantom faces come and go, — Rotting hulks that lie below Tell of myriads of heartaches. Treacherous Voices of the Sea ! w. c. p., ' 04. 98 After Poe (A long way after a Once upon a May clay dreary, She was working weak and weary, — Down upon her knees was mopping, Mopping up the kitchen floor. Suddenly she heard a tapping As of someone gently rapping, — Rapping at her parlor door. ' Tis some visitor, she muttered, 11 Gracious Peter ! what a bore ! Up she jumped and nearly swearing Hastily began preparing To appear as women wish to, When their callers look them o ' er ; Yanked her apron off and flung it, Jerked her headgear off and slung it, Grabbed a dolman up and hung it O ' er the soiled gown she wore. Then she found a horrid Agent Standing at her parlor door, — Only this and nothing more. 99 The Pup of Company H The pup was lost. Company K mourned and all but wept. The soul of the company had departed. The body still remained and per- formed its several duties in a machine-like fashion ; but it was dead, and it knew it. It was like as if yer hed been marchin ' fer a fort- night on quarter rations through the Sara Desert, was private Mc- Crumb ' s description of the aching void that had been left in every man ' s breast by the departure of the pup. Not that McCrumb had any adequate idea of the Great Desert ; but he was the authority of the company on book-learnin anc l felt it his duty to make as large a simile as lay within the limits of his small knowledge and large imagination. When the pup first joined the company, he came as the private property of Pete Henderson. Within three days he no longer belonged to Pete. He had become the property of Company K in a larger and truer sense than ever he belonged to Henderson. He was more than the company ' s property ; in fact, the company was his. He was their idol — their life. Now he was gone and the company was dead. The first time Henderson ever saw the pup was on the day of his initiation into dogdom. Now the dog ' s realm is essentially a demo- cracy ; and unfortunately the pup had been brought up among those who, by virtue of long pedigrees, affected to be the aristocracy of dogs. Accordingly, when the pup escaped one morning from the big stable where he had been carefully reared, and when he sallied forth into the great world of dogs and other animals, it was necessary that he be initiated. When the pup slid through the crack in the stable door which John, the second groom, had left when he went to breakfast, he found him- self in a wide well-kept alley leading to a street lined with large brick houses. Here he found a big, fatherly looking dog to whom he trotted i oo quite confidentially. The big dog seemed not to see him at all ; so he essayed to attract attention by means of his best and biggest bark. Wow ! said the pup. Wow ! Wow ! Bow Wow ! The big dog turned his head slowly and surveyed the pup from the tip of his nose to the brown spot that marked the place where his tail should have been. The pup felt uncomfortable, and wished that he too had long black hair matted with burrs, instead of being clothed in short white bristles. He decided that he had better go back to the big warm stable ; but, just as he turned, that great black beast jumped toward him, and rolled him in the dust. How scared he was ! So the initia- tion began. It lasted all that day and part of the next. As fast as one pack of curs wearied of tormenting him, another appeared to take up the instruments of torture. They worried him and bullied him in every way known to dogs. Once he thought he had escaped from his tormentors ; but as he ran around a corner, suddenly they were on him again with howls and yelps of delight. It happened drat on this corner stood the home of private Peter Henderson, Company K., 4th Mich., U. S. V. Pete, home on sick leave, and convalescing rapidly, was sitting at the window reading ; and glanced up just in time to see the second assault on the pup. At first it struck him as exceedingly funny that pups should thus be initiated into the fraternity of dogs. He forgot his book in watching the sport. Soon he began to feel that the pup was getting rather too much ; but, before he became sufficiently interested to interfere, the tableau was over and the dogs had moved on. Next day Pete took his first walk. He paced slowly over to the avenue, taking long sighing breaths of Uncle Sam ' s fresh air. ' ' As he turned clown on the wide street, looking into the windows, and watching the hurrying men and women, a small white object a couple of blocks away caught his eye. The new member of the dog frat, he thought to himself. Sure enough, it was the pup — free at last from his persecutors, who had finally wearied of tormenting him. He was trotting wearily, thoughtfully up the car tracks, — a sadder though a wiser pup than 1 01 when he left his stable the morning before. His head was down. Pete remembered how he had felt the day after he was initiated into A K E at the University the year he had been there. Guess they took the conceit out of him, he said to himself. He leaned against a doorway and listlessly watched the pup as he trotted along. Sud- denly the pup turned across the tracks to cross the street just in front of a car Evidently he had no idea of his danger, and the motorman thought it not worth his while to stop the car. Before Pete could utter a sound, the fender struck the pup, and knocked him clear to the curb-stone. Henderson hurriedto him, silently cursing the cruelty of the act. The pup was lying in the gutter, — still, and bleeding freely from an ugly gash in his side. It was the work of a moment for Pete to wrap his big handkerchief about the little body, and len minutes later he was at home pouring on oil and wine like the Samaritan of old. Thus it came to pass that Pete and the pup became knit together as one life. When Pete went back to K at old Fort Worth, out on the western plains, it never occurred to anyone that the pup would not go along. That was a matter of course. So the pup came to company K ; and company K came to the pup. It was almost like having a woman in camp. In their interest in the dog, the men forgot to swear at the heat in summer or the northers in winter. They lived by and for the pup. Now, their life was gone. Last night he had been with them. Now he could not be found. The men were fatalists in this. He had been missing only about eighteen hours ; but already a dreadful premonition had settled upon them that he would never be seen again. This feeling gained strength through certain dark hints which Miller, the commissary ' s assistant let out about having heard that there new feller from ' ome wishin ' that our purp was in the bottom of Lake St. Clair. In fact, he said, he was the last feller I seen wid the purp, and I shouldn ' t be none surprised nohow if he could tell us what is become of the poor dorg. The last words were accompanied with a great sigh betokening unspeakable grief. All 1 02 wagged their heads gravely at this — all but old Bill Harmon, the old- timer. He eyed Miller closely, but said nothing. Soon the new feller from ' ome was being discussed ; and no very complimentary sentiments were expressed. Haint liked his looks since I fust laid blinkers on ' im. Too quiet for me. Looks too much like that snake what cleaned us all out on Cali- fornia Jack down to St. Louis. Looks as though we orter hev ' im up before the boys ; — this last from old Jenkins, the color sergeant. What ' s the use? He ' s the chap alrightie, commented Miller. Yep -give ' im a fair shake, and then run ' im out er camp; This, as being the sentiment of the majority, was accepted. I move yer that we elect Sergeant Jenkins to perside over this court-martial — all in favor kin give their assent by sayin ' ' Aye. ' The chorus of Ayes almost took the roof from the barracks ; but, examination showing that it was still intact, Jenk proceeded to call the court to order. We will fust hear the testermony of private Sam ' l Miller in this case of Comp ' ny K agin private Jones, lately come from ' ome, and accused of having maliciously and surreptitiously done away with the purp, which was the particular and especial property of Comp ' ny K of the Fourth. • ' Well men, — began Miller, rising. Hoi ' on there —yer haint been sworn in yet, interrupted Bill Harmon. Miller winced and hesitated, and old Jenkins roared out ' Order in the court ! Then, relenting, he called on old Bill to swear the witness in. W r hen this had been done, Miller proceeded to testify with cautious statements that he knew that a certain degree of anti- phthy existed between the purp and the accused, and that the last person he had seen with the victim was Jones. I don ' t say as how he killed our dorg, nor nothin ' like that. I only says as how I suspect that he could tell us about him, if he would. ' 103 Thus Miller closed his testimony, speaking the last words with espe- cial emphasis. A long pause followed when Miller had sat down again. Is there any more witnesses in this case? queried old Jenkins at last. Again there was a time of expectant silence. Finally Bill Harmon rose and stretched himself to his full height. I hev something I would like ter say, yer honor. Bill was sworn it, with a promise to tell the whole truth, and nothin ' more nor less, so help me ; and he then began to speak slowly : c Men, I don ' t like to peach on no man. I don ' t like to peach even on the varmint what killed our purp. But joostice must be did. I don ' t know this yer young Jones what is lately come from ' ome ; but neither does any of you fellers, I reckon. I like his kind purty well, and sorter took to ' im from the first ; and I would sort er hate to say anything about him now. But joostice must be did. Last night I seen a man feedin ' our purp out of his own hand. This mornin ' I woke up early and seen that same man buryin ' a box clown by the fence corner where I can see from my room. I believe that that box contained the remains of our purp, and I believe that there man what buried that box pizened our purp. Here Jack paused for a full minute. Then suddenly he seemed to fairly explode : That man wuz Sam Miller — the snake what is tryin ' to put the blame on young Jones, lately come from ' ome. While Harmon had been talking, a blazing light had come into his eyes, and as he spoke the last sentences he looked full at Miller as though he would rivet the wretch to his place with those balls of lire. When he stopped, Miller sprang to his feet with a great hunted cry, and made at Bill swinging both fists. He had not taken three steps before a dozen men were upon him, and a dozen pairs of arms had him pinned to the floor. In a moment he was overpowered. Then Shorty Perkins rose and spoke slowly and with feeling : Yer honor, I move yer that we give Sam ' l Miller three hours in which to become scarce. 104 Next morning at roll call gloom still hung on the faces of Comp ' ny K. Resolution strove to displace it, and could not. Adams, Anderson, Andrews, Carson, Evans, and soon down to Lewis, Martin, Miller then came a pause. Then a chorus from a hundred mournful voices : Desarted. Answers to Correspondents W. C. P. — In order to recuperate after the cares of managing a football team, we should suggest a short trip to Canada. Bobby. — We should not advise more than three calls daily. Mc. Moore. — Camels have very pleasant dispositions, as a rule. Mary E. C. — We know of no hair dye that would effect the peculiar shade of red you mentioned. Mary C. C. — A barber makes a fairly good living for two. Martha G. — You are not likely to recover the full use of your eyes without spectacles. You have been reading far too much of late. E. D. —No cracker made is more wholesome than the Graham. Howard H. — Yes, Kitties are nice pets for both boys and girls, but we advise you to be careful while playing with them or you may get scratched. 106 Banquets- Sophomore-Senior ; ' o6- ' o4. Toastmaster, Reply to toast, The Ladies, The Class of ' 06, Alma Mater, ' ' The Class of ' 04, Joseph C. Mawhinney, ' 06 Audley D. Stewart, ' 04 T. Grier Thompson, ' 04 R. A. Henderson, ' 06 W. V. Irons, ' 06 Toastmaster, Reply to toast. Junior-Freshman ; ' o - ' oy The Lad it ' s. The Class of ' 07, Alma Mater, The Class of ' os, William D. Mercer, ' 05 Fred Houston, ' 07 Gordon Nevin, ' 05 Chalmers D. Fulton, ' 05 Wayne S. Ramsey, ' 07 108 Literary Societies GENTLEMEN ' S ORGANISATIONS. Philomath. Representatives on Inter-Society contest : Debater, - John Lytle, ' 04 Orator, - James A. Stranahan, ' 05 Essayist, - William D. Mercer, ' 05 Dee aimer, - - U. Johnson Moore, ' 07 Preliminary contest Orators : J. A. Campbell, ' 04, L. O. ' Thompson, ' 04, R. C. McKelvey, ' 07 Adelphic. Representatives on Inter-Society contest : Debater, - Emmet N. McBride, ' 04 Orator, - Benjamin G. Graham, ' 04 Essayist, - Willard Reid, ' 04 Dec aimer, - - George C. Vincent, ' 04 Preliminary contest orators : D. L. McBride, ' 04, F. J. Warnock, ' 04. D. I. Rose, ' 06 LADIES ' ORGANISATIONS. Chrestomath. Leagorean. 1 10 Tetralectic Club. The members of this club are elected from the four literary socie- ties, — five from each society. Adelphic. Willard Reid, ' 04 George Vincent, ' 04 W. C. Press, ' 04 Emmet Mc Bride, ' 04 W. E. Minteer, ' 04 Chrestomath. Ethel Nesbit, 04 Helen Byers, ' 04 Mary Sloss, ' 04 Harriett Culbert, ' 04 Anna McLachlan, ' 05 President of the Club, Philomath. Audley Stewart, ' 04 James A. Stranahan, ' L. G. Bennett, ' 05 W. D. Mercer, ' 05 John Lytle, ' 04 Leagorean. May Alexander, ' 04 Vesta Lytle, ' 04 Bessie Henderson, 05 Mary Cochran, ' 04 Edythe Davidson, ' 04 L. G. Bennett, ' 05 Senior Male Quartet. First Tenor. Second Tenor. J. Alvin Campbell B. Leigh Alexander First Bass. Second Bass. J. E. Anderson T. Grier Thompson Leader, J. E. Anderson President, J. Alvin Campbell 112 Editorial Staff. Harris J. Stewart. ' 04. J. Gordon Nevin, ' 05. Bessie Henderson, ' 05, ) Frank C. Davidson, ' 05. ) Ethel Nesbitj ' 04. ) Charles C. Adams. ' 05, j Mary McElree. ' 05. - T. Grier Thompson. ' 04. W. Carson Press. ' 04. James A. Stranahan. ' 05. L. G. Bennett. ? o , - Editor- in - Ch ief Assistant Editor - Literary Department - Local Department Music and Art Alumni and College World Athletics and Exchanges Business Manager Assistant Business Manager 3 Y. M. C. A. OFFICERS. President, - Willard Reid, ' 04 Vice-President, - Lauren G. Bennett, ' 05 Recording Secretary , Howard F. Hazlett, ' 04 Corresponding Secretary , - William D. Mercer, ' 05 Treasurer, Emmet N. Mc Bride, ' 04 CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES. Bible Study Prayer Meeting Charles C. Adams, ' 05 W. Carson Press, ' 04 Missionary Membership George C. Vincent, ' 04 A. J. Crooks, ' 04 Social Music B. Leigh Alexander, ' 04 T. Grier Thompson, ' 04 Y. W. C. A. OFFICERS. President, Vice-President, Recording Secretary, Corresponding Secretary Treasurer, Bessie G. Gilkey, ' 04 M. Edythe Davidson, ' 04 - Mary McElree, ' 05 May Alexander, 04 Winifred Orr, ' 05 CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES. Membership Devotional Edythe Davidson, ' 04 Bessie Henderson, ' 05 Missionary Social Earla Mitchell, ' 04 Helen A. Byers, ' 04 Bible Study Conference Mary Sloss, ' 04 Lina Alexander, ' 05 114 A Lesson from a BrooK. Away yonder in the western land is a mountain with sides sloping gently, — almost imperceptibly at the base ; but steep and bare and bleak as one climbs the summit. Down its southern slope a ravine is creased like a furrow in an old man ' s cheek. And as a tear rolls down a face following the furrows, wavering now from side to side — now halting, now hurrying on with gathered energy, — so there follows the ravine a tiny brook. Steep banks drop down into the little hollow, broken here and there where a huge bowlder, loosened from its place by many rains, has left a ragged scar marking its path to the bottom of the ravine. Down yonder one has lodged at the bank of the streamlet ; and there another has fallen into its pebbly bed, and blocked its course till, struggling valiantly to surmount the obstacle, the brook has hurled itself down in spray, — a miniature Niagara. Half-way up one bank a monster rock is fixed, held by tons on tons of clay and shale ; and to it leads a narrow path, — meant evidently for walking single file. It winds through a tiny forest of bushes till it is lost in the public highway half a mile from town. Hither comes a college student — not a dreamer but a typical col- lege man, ready for whatever the day may bring forth. A football game is to him far more engrossing than a meaningless, purposeless short story, — for to him everything must have meaning ; it must not lack purpose or it will lack interest as well. A strange place for such an one to come, — do you say? You are mistaken. I said he was no dreamer ; but when he comes to this loved spot the rocks have meaning, the trees have purpose, the stream- let talks to him ; for it is strange, yet even when all the world seems out of tune, some spot in nature will sooth one and harmonize with one ' s mood. Here he muses and is in very truth a poet. The warm rock thaws the ice in the school-boy nature and he longs to tell some ii5 one the great thoughts that come surging into his mind. The hard things he has thought drop one by one over the rock and are washed away in the brook below. The brook talks to him. It tells him of all that is pure. It tells him how it has fought its way past obstacles. It tells him how it must soon lose its life to augment the life of the great river which flows at the mountain ' s base, carrying the business of a nation on its breast. Poor brave little brook, to toil so hard and thus be lost in ignominy ! But no, it is not lost ; it has served its pur- pose and done its part to help the world. What a lesson for the young college man, soon to lose his identity in the seething waters of the world ' s river ! If the brook can over- come obstacles, why should man falter? That huge rock yonder clammed its waters back for months ; but ultimately it served to give the stream still greater force to rush on to the performance of its part in life. So, great troubles, great obstacles are put in the way of a man ' s development, and the very discipline and training gained in righting his way through these difficulties make him all the stronger for winning success along the very line in which the impediment lay. Thus it is that men often succeed by working along the line of great- est resistance. How cheerfully — even joyfully — the brook babbles on, ever doing its duty ! Why must mortals alone find gloom and discouragement in life? Why cannot a man be content to do his share — contribute his mite to the great current of the world ' s progress ; and not lose heart and hope when friends desert him and trouble comes? Life in itself is joyous, — it is almost synonymous with hope. But man per- verts life, imagining slights where there are none, hurt by enemies that never existed. Why should not man be joyful, — satisfied with his lot, yet ever pressing on to work out the purpose of his life ; even though that should mean that, like John Baptist, he must decrease that another may increase ? But is the brook always joyous ? When that great bowlder dammed it back, did not its waters lie calm and noiseless and gloomy? True, they did lie thus just at the point of obstruction ; but back up the 116 mountains the brook still babbled cheerily, all unthinking of the barrier in its path. What won the victory at last, — the gloomy silent pool, or the rushing, joyous, mountain brook? When our success is blocked, when men misunderstand us and our motives, a shadow falls upon our lives where we are hindered and here all is gloomy and depressed. Let not the gloom o ' ershadow our whole life and crush its joy. Only hope and good cheer can ever carry us past our obsta- cles and send us on to complete the purpose of our life. Then our college man goes back to his club in town, hushed and awed by the mountain ' s greatness ; cheered and uplifted by the stream- let ' s babble, — for he has learned a lesson. He will not live now for selfish greatness. He will live to do his duty, — to give his mite to aid the great world. And though the world may count his little con- tribution as nothing, he will have fulfilled his Maker ' s purpose. He will do it cheerfully too, and the joy of his life will well up like a fountain and flow out to cheer the lives of others. What a wonderful teacher is Nature ! G. C. V t incent, ' 04. WANTED: By Bess Gilkey, — another study to substitute for her one vacant hour. By Lloyd Thompson, — a girl who has no engagement. ' ' By Ruth and Bobby, — more vacant hours together. By Joe and Mae, — something to laugh at. By Mary and Frank, — more time to work in the laboratory. By Warnock, — a home in the poor-house. WRITTEN WHII,E IN THE ARMS OF MORPHEUS. Thompson Manse, Jan. 5, 1904. Dear Mamma : Oh mamma, you know what I ' ve been wanting so long. At last I have found a man . ' Your happy daughter, Edythe. 118 Perry Andrew Ruhn Inspector General of the Department of the Combustion of Carbon ; Professor of Dust and Ashes ; Chancellor of the Bells ; Director of the Vaporization of H 2 O. Besides his arduous duties in regulating the movements and opera- tions of the Faculty and the Holcad room clock, Perry Kuhn feels it incumbent upon him to direct the behavior of the youthful urchins in chapel. Sabbath evening. When, in the exuberance of their spirits they become enthusiastic, he cools their ardor and calms them in a dignified and fatherly manner. Perry Kuhn has seen twenty winters pass o ' er his head since first he entered upon his present profession. Under his regime many changes have come to pass in connection with Westminster College, and more than once he has been heard to remark in sorrowful accents, Me and Doc are the only members of the old Faculty left. 12 1 A. Football Celebration. It is nine o ' clock, and all is quiet. The old Hall seems deserted. Earlier in the evening if any one had chanced to be around, he would have seen groups of happy girls strolling arm in arm round the porch and talking excitedly about the great ball game, played that afternoon between Westminster and Grove City. Perhaps, too, he might have overheard something about the celebration of the day ' s victory which was to take place that very evening in front of the Hall. But that all happened an hour ago. Now, there is no one in sight, and not a sound breaks the stillness of the evening. But no nook or corner of a college town is quiet long at a time ; and the grounds about the Hall are no exception. Already, though silence has reigned but an hour, horns are heard tooting in the village, and a group of boys appears at the top of the hill. The nearer they come the more of them there seem to be. It soon looks as though all the boys in the town are coming to join in the celebration. And now the moving mass of dark figures is approaching the drive leading to the Hall. Still their pace does not slacken, nor the noise cease. Indeed, the sound is deafening, for every one is ringing a bell or blowing a horn. As they come closer we can see that each one is carrying a barrel or an armful of wood The leader flings his burden on the ground, by the Hall porch. Next the boys who follow nearest him drop their loads on top of his ; then all of them come up in turn, one after the other, and hurl their contributions on the growing pile. They heap it higher and higher till it towers above the heads of the tallest of the boys. When at last there is no more to be added, the leader takes his torch and sets fire to the pile. Then, as the little tongues of flame spread rapidly over the dry wood, a shout arises from every throat. And now the performance begins in earnest. The noise grows 122 louder and louder. Some are cheering for the players of the after- noon ; others are giving the college yell. Others are singing the latest popular songs, while still others are trying to make speeches. No one is doing any particular thing, and yet there seems to be a great deal going on. Now they all join hands and dance round the festive fire. Now they give three cheers for old Westminster and then for kt the ladies, who may be seen leaning out of the Hall windows, — a very appreciative audience. At last the fire begins to die down. Little by little the crowd melts away. A few of the more gallant youths linger a little, however, and sing Good night, Ladies before slowly meandering home. The fire has gone out, and now nothing but a smouldering heap of ashes remains. Not a sound breaks the stillness of the night, except the occasional echo of students ' voices singing as they climb the dis- tant hill. The last dark figure disappears in the shadowy distance just as the village clock strikes twelve : and again all is silent. Elizabeth Donaldson, ' 07. CHEMICAL EXPERIMENT TO BE PERFORMED UNDER A HOOD. Some people might think that a chromate is a chemical compound ; the well-informed know that it is simply another crow. tj 1 For what is C H 2 O the symbol ? (Junior Chemists take note) Ans.: Sea -water. « v Cupid Cochran, after weeks of patient research, has discovered a new chemical compound. It is composed of one part of potassium iodide, the symbol for which is KI, and two parts of sulfur. Cupid would like to know if the symbol for the two parts of sul- fur should be S 2 or SS. Also, what would be the symbol for the whole compound ? 124 Advice to Junior CKemists 1. Always be sure of what you want, before starting to the stock- room. Always ask for what you want. Never ask for what you don ' t want. Don ' t expect the man in the stock-room to know what you want. 2. A thought in the head is worth two in the book. 3. Never bring a beaker or an evaporating-dish to the stock-room window with the request that it be filled with C0 2 . 4. Remember all acids will burn, — therefore take heed ! 5. Beware of the thief — he ' s a bad man. 6. In asking for spoons, specify the kind desired. 7. It isn ' t the number of experiments performed that counts, so much as the good which accrues therefrom. 8. Don ' t get scared when you blow up. Prof. Freeman (to the Junior Chemists) : As ? matter of fact, however, — to make it perfectly general — I fancy you can readily see that an anhydrous substance can contain no water. Prof. Hewetson (assigning parts of the Merchant of Venice to the Junior class in English Literature) : Mr. McGill, you may take Scene II. Or no, — there is some swearing there ; we ' ll give that to Mr. Jaxtheimer. 125 A Senior ' s Retrospect In his garret sat a Senior With his head upon his hand, — Sat with thoughtful, sad demeanor, Brooding o ' er the spirit land. Round him lay in heaped profusion Books of his long, college roll, — Subjects that in wild confusion Lay upon his dreaming soul. Back along the shining vista ( )f the past, his vision flew. In the silent, deep siesta Scenes like this came into view. ' Mongst the hills of Pennsylvania, Where the oaks and chestnuts tall O ' er wild pinks and daisies gainly Let their tender shadows fall, — Where sweet violets and clover Blossom hill and dale below, And the fields of corn bend over When the summer breezes blow, — There by nature ' s paths unending, In his homely homespun clad, Silently to labor bending Toiled a rude, young farmer lad. 126 Often while his good plow guiding Followed he with steady tread, Round by round, his bright share sliding Slowly o ' er its graveled bed. As he watched the surface varied — Soil and grass and blossoms sweet By his gleaming mould-board buried In the furrow at his feet. Glorious dreams came dancing o ' er him Of a college old and grey, — Dreams that came and gently bore him From the dear green fields away. Soon he sought the halls of learning, Where in fancy he had been Often, with his high hopes burning ; Humbly now, he stepped within, For to him the portal olden, By a myriad foot-steps worn Spoke of great men in the golden Times gone by, who passed its bourne. Then in silent, reverent manner Gazed he on her emblem bright. And enlisted ' neath this banner — ' Neath the grand old blue and white. 127 Ways of pleasure now forsaking Toils he as the hours go, Till the eye and brain are aching And the midnight oil burns low. Often, O how sad and lonely Is the heart that seems to beat In the cruel visage only Of pale, ghastly, grim Defeat! Oft, with sable garments trailing O ' er his drooping head, Despair Comes and tells how unavailing Are his puny efforts there. But he hears a voice now speaking, Through the night : Awake! Arise! For the gem thou shouldst be seeki ng In defeat resplendent lies. And into the gloomy midnight Of discouragement there steals Softly o ' er him silvery moonlight Of assurance, and he feels That as ' neath the heavy hammer Is the good steel beaten true, So amid the hard world ' s clamor Must the man be moulded too. 128 Time rolls on, the student passes On the weary way of life, One by one the college classes — Fields of sunshine and of strife, — Till the last course dawns upon him And he rests beneath the star That has ever onward drawn him, And has guided him from far. So amid its light he ' s sitting In his garret chamber lone, While in memory come flitting Scenes of college days now flown. And as in this retrospection There is pleasure, pain and strife, Yet by these, the recollection Shows him stronger, far, for life. Many lessons they have taught him Which in future he ' ll apply ; Many good things they have brought him, Which to him will never die. But the best he learned in college, Was : ' ' Though thou with care and pains Labor on the sands of Knowledge, Thou canst gather only grains. 129 Many friendships, warm and tender, Have sprung up within his heart, — Friendships he must soon surrender, For from friends he soon must part. He must part from some forever, Who have been his closest friends ; Chords that bind the hearts must sever, When the time at college ends. So he feels a pang of sorrow, That strong friendship ' s early tie, On the fast approaching morrow Must forever sundered lie. And his grand old Alma Mater, — To her he will e ' er be true ; For to him there is no greater Than the spotless white and blue. Him she took, a rude young farmer ; Him she reared with tender care ; Gave him a protecting armor, Out into life ' s field to wear. Deeply he has grown to love her, Grand of purpose, noble, true ; And he prays that God above her, E ' er may guard the white and blue. F. J. Warnock. 130 An Experience. The X. Y. club was having its annual reunion. Those reunions were merry times, — there was always a banquet and much talk and laughter besides. Often one man would be called on to give an account of his doings and adventures during the past year. Such was the case now, and Jim Carson, just back from a prolonged stay abroad, was urged to tell some story for the entertainment of the club. 1 ' Well, ' ' began Carson rather hesitatingly, ' k I haven ' t much to tell you except something that happened last autumn. Your speak- ing of that dream you had reminded me of it, he went on nodding to the man on his right. Year before last I met a Scotchman — Sir Gordon MacAllister — a quiet, rather reticent young fellow, but we took a fancy to each other and soon got acquainted. When he asked me up to his place in the north of Scotland for the shooting, I was delighted. Before going there some friends in London told me a little about MacAllister. He was poor but had a small estate which kept him independent. Rumor said he had lost his heart to a Miss Margaret Stacy, whom I had met, and who was a really fine girl in every sense of the word. But she was rich and he was poor — and a gen- tleman, and there you have the whole story in a nutshell. Well, I went north and found that MacAllister lived in a fine old house, in reality a castle with its towers and deep moat. Or rather, he lived in a wing which had been built on at a comparatively recent date. He had very few servants but they seemed devoted to him, and his old butler in particular nearly worshiped him. I noticed that the man turned pale and looked at me strangely when he first saw me, and from time to time I caught him watching me carefully, but set it down to an old servant ' s distrust of strangers and said nothing about it. ' ' Mac Allister and I went out on the moors every day, and often joined parties from different houses in the neighborhood. ' ' One evening it was very stormy; the wind blew and whistled round the old house at a fearful rate. It was impossible to go out anywhere, so we made our dinner last as long as possible by telling stories. Finally I ventured to ask him why it was he lived in the wing and kept the castle itself shut up. He said it was because the castle was haunted ! The very idea ! But he was quite in earnest about it, and said there was a story connected with it which he would tell if I cared to listen. I was only too glad to hear it and told him to fire ahead. It seems there were once two Mac Allister brothers, John and David. They both loved the same girl (and by the way, her name was Margaret, too) but she married David. Well, they had quarrelled before, not only about the girl but about some property deeds, and even after his marriage David could not overcome his jealous sus- picions. 11 At last one day they came to blows in John ' s room, and David stabbed his brother fatally. Wondering at the noise, Lady Marga- ret had come to the door and reached it just in time to hear John pro- nounce a fearful curse on his brother and the whole house. He said that every son of the family should die a violent death before reaching the age of thirty-five, and that should the eldest son ever cross the threshold of that room he would die within twenty-four hours. With his last breath John said that he had so well hidden the deeds and family jewels that although he was put out of the way David would derive no benefit from them. The nervous shock was so great that Lady Margaret never recovered from it, but died shortly afterwards. wSince then the castle had been haunted, and as it was impossible to live there, the wing had been added. Of course I told Mac Allister that he was influenced by mere su- 132 perstition, and that there was no use in believing old stories of that kind. ' ' But he just asked me to tell him why it was that the men of the family invariably died unnatural deaths before their thirty-fifth birth- day, and why two who accidentally went into that room died within twenty-four hours. Naturally I couldn ' t tell him that, but I tried to find some reason that would answer, and kept insisting that it was all utterly foolish — an old woman ' s tale — and that no man in his senses would be fright- ened out of his own house by it. In the excess of my zeal and scoff- ing I declared my firm intention of spending the night in that room, and of either proving the fact that it was not haunted, or else of putting an end to the ghost ! MacAllister was rather vexed and refused to let me go. But I insisted, and our tempers were rising, and our argument getting heated, when old Dugald the butler interrupted us. He said he had been in the pantry and had overheard our con- versation. Then he turned to MacAllister and begged him to let me go, saying it was only the fulfillment of prophecy. ' ' We both stared at that and MacAllister asked him what he meant. Dugald replied that when Lady Margaret was dying she told her old nurse the only way in which the curse could be lifted from the house. The nurse in turn revealed the secret to her eldest son, and it had been kept in her family since that time. Each person as it was told him swore not to breathe it ' till the time was ripe. ' ' And now, ' continued Dugald, ' the time is ripe, and the curse shall be taken away. The Lady Margaret said a tall stranger with blue eyes and black hair should come from over the Western Sea and offer to stay in the haunted room and appease the ghost of Sir John. And more, the stranger should on his left arm bear a crescent shaped mark half way between the wrist and elbow. ' MacAllister looked at me without saying a word. I declare I felt as if I were in a trance ; I do have just such a mark on my left arm, and my hair is black and my eyes are blue ! I rolled up my sleeve 133 and showed them the mark, and then said that nothing could keep me out of the haunted room now. Then we began hunting up lamps and lanterns, and actually got to laughing and joking about it all ! Dugald called his son and brought materials to build a fire ; I said I must have something to read, and caught up a historical record of the family, and then we started. I have never been in such gloomy looking rooms and corridors as we passed through that night. At last we reached the east tower and Dugald unlocked the door of Sir John ' s room. We wouldn ' t let Mac- Allister in, so he and the boy stayed outside in the hall while Dugald built a fire and made things comfortable for me. When they went away I pulled up an arm chair between the fire and the table and sat down to read and think. I suppose I must have gone to sleep, but after a while I woke — or thought I did - with the uncomfortable feeling that there was some- body in the room with me. I turned around and there, sitting across the table from me, was the original of the portrait hanging above the mantel. Honestly, fellows, my blood ran cold for a minute, and every individual hair on my head must have stood up alone with horror, and yet I don ' t believe in ghosts ! Then I tried to gather my wits together and noticed that Sir John was looking at me in rather a friendly way, so I nodded to him and said 1 Well, here I am, and now please tell me what I am to do, for I want to help my friend Mac Allister. ' He looked at me more kindlv than ever then, and seemed to be taking stock of me. At last he got up and motioning me to follow went to the west wall of the room and touched one of the oak panels. It slid away and I saw a narrow staircase leading downwards. Sir John marched down without ever turning his head and I followed with my lantern. It seemed to me that after going straight down for some way we were turning to the north, and I judged we must be in a tunnel under the moat. Then the passage widened into quite a room and Sir John stopped and pointed to a certain flagstone in the floor. I examined 134 it and saw that it had once been removable. Evidently Sir John wanted me to lift it but I couldn ' t do that alone, so I turned to him and finding him watching me anxiously I said, ' I ' ll come back again and get some one to help me pry it up. ' He seemed satisfied and started on down the passageway. After walking some distance I distinctly felt a cool breeze, and on turning a corner found that the passage ended in a cleft-like opening half way up the cliff above the sea. Sir John led the way down what looked like an old water course but might have been at one time a path. The tide was out, the storm had died away, and the first faint glow of dawn was brightening the sky. I put out my lantern and looked at Sir John. He was standing gazing out across the waters with such an expression of peace and satisfaction on his face that involuntarily I looked too, to see if possible what he saw. At last I turned to speak to him and found him gone ! My start of surprise woke me and I opened my eyes to find my- self in the east tower room with the sunshine streaming through the window into my face. I could scarcely believe my senses. I felt sure I was awake when I saw the ghost and followed him, but how in the world did I ever get back there into that room ? My book lay open on the floor : I picked it up and found a de- scription of the very passage I had seen. But I had not been reading that before I went to sleep, so that would not account for it. Besides that, the lamp was still burning and the lantern was put out, put out, mind you, it had not gone out of itself. I looked at my boots and sure enough there was a little sand and one tiny shell still clingingto them. I had been on the beach, then. I got up and went to the west side of the room and tried to find that pane ' . After some trouble I managed to touch the spring, the panel slid back, and there was the staircase. You never saw a more bewildered youth than I was. I con- cluded to go and find MacAllister and tell him the whole story. I got lost at least a dozen times before I got back to the wing, r 35 and I found Dugald just starting after me. MacAllister had spent the night in torment and self-accusation, fearing that something dreadful might happen to me. But I soon reassured him on that score, telling him I was on excellent terms with his ancestors ! After breakfast Dugald brought in one or two trustworthy cousins with pickaxes and crowbars. Then we all went to Sir John ' s room, even MacAllister. I opened the panel door again and we marched solemnly down stairs and along the passage. The cousins were plainly frightened, Dugald was triumphant, and MacAllister and I were busy talking over things. When we came to the room I pointed out the stone and asked Dugald what he thought might be under it. He answered at once, ' the papers and jewels. ' We worked at that stone for nearly an hour before it came ou and then we saw a big chest. MacAllister opened it and found an iron box which he lifted out. It was not locked so he opened it and there lay some of the most beautiful jewels I have ever seen. Besides, there were a great many papers of one kind o r another, most of them valuable. MacAllister turned perfectly white and then ordered the men to close the chest and replace the stone. When that was clone we went to the end of the passage, clown the cliff, and along the beach till we came round to the front of the castle. MacAllister said the passage had been used during the times of pirates and freebooting expeditions. It was no wonder MacAllister was deeply moved. He could now keep up the estate in the right way, recover some lost property, and best of all he was no longer barred out of the race by his poverty. We went up to London at once to settle matters, and before I sailed I had the pleasure of promising him to come back and be his best man at the wedding. When Carson finished the Club laughed. Some men seemed indifferent and others looke d at him with amused tolerance. But, began the man on his right, argumentatively, how do 136 you account for the apparition ? And how do you explain your find- ing yourself in the room when you felt sure you were out on the beach ? I ' ll leave that, I believe, said Carson rising, to you psycholo- gists and metaphysicians to explain. As for me I don ' t know whether I was under some mysterious influence or not. I ' ll say plainly how- ever, that I don ' t understand it, can ' t explain it, and am going home. Good night. ' 04. Ye CKronicIes. Sept. 8, 1903. Entrance Examinations ( ? ? ?). Sept. 9, Mr. V. Z., in charge of immigrant train, arrives. Sept. 10, Schedule No. r. posted. Studies arranged. Sept. 11, Schedule No. 2 posted. Studies disarranged. Sept. 12, Trunks beginning to arrive. Sept. 14, New schedule posted. Students balled up. Books for sale. Sept. 22, Students aspiring to honor classes begin to study. Oct. 3, Westminster Giants eaten alive by the Buffalo University Cannibals. Oct. 10, Our own met the Allegheny eleven. Our manager also met the Allegheny manager, who wished to seal the bonds of friendship by driving a pint of tacks into our manager ' s face. The pleasant ordeal was very generously refused. Oct. 12, Prof. McGill met his first period class on time. Oct. 15, One A. M. Freshman flag raised. Four A. M. Sophomores kidnapped. Nine A. M. Battle raging. Eleven A. M. Prof. McElree ' s ultimatum: No holiday. ' ' Nine to eleven P. M. Concert : We ' ll have a holiday. Oct. 16, The holiday ( ? ? ?). 138 Oct. 3 ' The G. C. C. bunch with a superabundance of conceit and overconfidence came to town. Our own with the air of an experienced housewife wrung their necks, plunged them into boiling water, plucked, singed, carved and fried em to a whisper. Poor goslings ! Nov. IO, Prof. McElree attends chapel ! ! Dec. 2 1—2 2 Final examinations. Dec. 2 3 Fond farewells. Jan. 6, After two weeks of mental and physical dissipa- tion, 300 pale, haggard wrecks come back to rollpcrp tr rpcf 11 n CU11C£ C LU ICjL 1 • J an . 2 O , _rnsi explosion 111 uic juinoi v_-iiciincdi j_ d.L). Feb. I 2 , Junior-Freshman banquet. Feb. 13? Basketball game. Banquet cases appear. Feb. 26, Sophomore-Senior banquet. Mar. 3 Geneva- Westminster debate. Won by Westmin- ster. Mar. ! 9 The Argo goes to press ! ' 04 Alphabet. Our letters surely we should know. That we to men our brains may show ; And so we ' ve made these little rhymes To aid our mem ' ry at doubtful times. A, is for Audley, who ' s as good as a zoo ; And it might as well mean Alexander too. 13 stands for Boston, the home of the bean, If you know Carson Press, its chief wonder you ' ve seen. C- is for Campbell and a singer you see ; Enough said when we tell you he ' s our stately V.-P. D is for Davy, who ' s noted for punning ; ' T was his brother surprised the one after, while running. E stands for Edythe, and the others you know, For where you see one. they all of them go. P 1 is for Frederick, the orator bold ; The tale of his deeds you ' ve surely been told. 0 stands for Grubbs ; must we tell you the rest, — How he found the cigars all broke in his vest? l f is for Hazlett, but we ' ll make you no rhyme Of the mud and the dust, for he gets there on time. 1 is for Ice, which we just have to say ; We ' ll direct you to George for the rest, if we may. J is for Jean and ' twould be great fun To say more about her, but she is just Dunn. K stands for the Knowledge of the students we leave ; It ' s not very much, as you ' ll well believe. 1 40 Lr stands for Lytle, Philadelphian grand ; To Where are you from? his speech says, Oireland. 1VI is for Mitchell ; ' twould be worth a good deal To know all the books on which are her seal. IN is for Nesbit, but there we go slow ; For if she ' d get wrathy, she ' d tread on our toe. O stands for Olive, — they call her Miss Sloss ; When she locks people in, they ' re apt to be cross. F is for Parsien of pliable mind ; The best way to pull him ' s to push him you ' ll find. Q ' s for the Quality of our women and men, Which has not been excelled, nor will be we ken. R is for Robert, better known as Dutch ; To say his whole name is too hard by much. S is for Stewart, he ' ll soon be a grad ; We ' ll always remember he steered the Holcad. T stands for Thompson, our President grave ; We ' ll tell you no more, his credit to save. U ' s for the Unnamed of the class of ' 04, Whose deeds need no poet because common lore. V is for Vesta, our poetess great ; So we hope for her pity, and that not late. W stands for William, but all call him Red ; That ' s better understood than what we have said. X is for Xenophon, who died long ago ; We used to be sorry they remember him so. Y stands for ' Yes ' of the maiden fair ; Surely with this we give Y its share. Z stands for the editors ' patient Zeal, If they read to the end of these narratives real. 141 We hope that no one who is ground in any part of this book will feel offended at the jokes. We have spent much time and trou- ble over this department, and have tried our best to bring in nothing that would hurt anyone ' s feelings. John Campbell(after having had his eyebrows pencilled and his cheeks and lips touched up with rouge by Miss Acheson) just before going upon the stage the night of the play : Say ! my lips feel just exactly as if I ' d been doing something. Jay Howard : Uneeda Graham bis (Kit). Why is Howard like a mouse ? Because Kitty is only playing with him. Freshman waiting for a package from Hinds Noble : Ahorse ! A horse ! My kingdom for a pony ! ! In the laboratory Mary and Frank were working together. Frank : I wish we had lab. every day. Next door neighbor : There ' s a good time coming. 142 Miss Byers (playing Flinch ) : Here, Mr. M., take a hand. Dave McB.: I ' ll be engaged fourth hour, Professor. A warm discussion took place one day between two worthy ' 04 s. Miss B. I cannot believe in Evolution. Mr. T. Do you mean to say that you believe everything that is in the Bible? Miss B. I do. Mr. T. You surely don ' t believe that Jonah actually swal- lowed the whale ? Miss B. , excitedly : ' k Why certainly. ! ! ! Logic : A tramp is a man of leisure. Mr. Gittens is a man of leisure (Leasure). .-. Mr. Gittens is a tramp. Mary Grier : Yes, I notice my room-mate very much when she is away. We are glad to note that Emmet Mc Bride is recovering from a severe attack of nervous prostration, caused by the sight of a large spider running across the floor in Ethics. Ask Mary Grier if she agrees with Dr. F., that Chalmers was always interesting and never troublesome. Why would Prof. Freeman make a good tanner ? Because he under- stands ox-ides. Dr. F., in Ethics : 11 Now gambling is an example. Gambling is a very serious thing. (The girls giggle, while the boys tell Willard Reid to pay careful attention.) Dr. F. : 1 don ' t see why you always laugh whenever I mention gambling. Can Willard tell why? Emmet McB. : Now listen ! I ' ve gone with her three times straight together, and may go three more if it prove fair weather. Milton McGill says No young man should occupy a young lady ' s time during a vacant hour, unless he has serious intentions. The following day he was seen talking to Mary Sloss in the chapel. Ethel Nesbit ' s favorite quotation : Oh, how much wood would a wood -chuck chuck, if a wood-chuck would chuck wood? He would chuck as much wood as a wood-chuck would, if a wood-chuck would chuck wood. The Hon. Chandler, in Chapel : I understand that this institu- 143 tion has been in existence for 52 years. Then he turned to Miss Speer for confirmation ! Did he think she was 52 years old ? Mary Cochran ' s favorite Bible character is Solomon. Why? He was David ' s son. Mary Grier once announced for the benefit of the public the pur- pose of her use of camphor ice : To keep the chaps away. Mr. G. (teaching Sociology) : Miss Mitchell, what is the most important thing to be thought of in considering the question of marriage? Miss M. , hesitating and blushing : Why — ah — I suppose the financial question. Dr. F., after a question has passed down two rows : Can anyone tell me what I mean ? William Carson, when calling on a young lady, suddenly remarked : Well, if I haven ' t forgotten your name. Lives of Hall Girls all remind us We are living mighty tough, And departing leave behind us Toothprints on the bread and stuff. Reflections of a fond father : You can lead a horse to water, But you can ' t make him drink ; You can send a boy to college, But you can ' t make him think. 144 Soliloquy of a JoKer. As I sit at my desk this winter eve I ' m trying to think but can ' t conceive What would be a good joke for the Argo. I thought I had one but even that When written on paper seemed so flat It wouldn ' t do at all for the Argo. Some think ' tis fun, but I ' d like to see How they would fare if they were me, And had to write jokes for the Argo. For, try as I may, the hour grows late, — The fire now burns very low in the grate, — And still no jokes for the Argo. But now I lay me down to rest, This night I ' ve tried my very best To find some joke for the Argo. If I should die before I wake I hope that angels will me take Where they don ' t write jokes for the Argo. i45 Name Noted for Pet expression Ambition Disposition Marie Allen Painting I want a man To win Cupid Sweet May Alexander Great size Horrid thing To be 6 feet tall Odd Leigh Alexander Lack of time Flabbergast To own a lawn that needs no mowing Woman-hater Ed. Anderson His voice Gee whiz To catch fish Giggly Clyde Anderson His grin I never trouble trouble till trouble troubles me To learn French verbs Good-natured Helen Byers Committee meet- ings Say girls To wash dishes Sunny Alvin Campbell Coyness Well, I ' ll tell you To have an inspira- tion Likes caps and gowns Mary Cleland Small size For pity ' s sake Has none Negli-gent Mary Cochran Basketball play- ing Get out of our seat To be a Jr. chemist forever Frank Crooks Football Did Minteersay so? Has several Crooked Harriett Culbert Blushing Oh, you make me tired To find a remedy for blushing Quiet Edythe Davidson Writing in her sleep Oh, dear To teach Jolly Mae Duncan Golly To pHnratp Top 1 J CUULalt jut Happy Neil Dunn Walk ' ' Oh, my ' ' To be a musician Kind Clara Elliott ? ' Land sakes Where ' ITEthel ' ' To be a clerk (C)ross Martha Gamble A4l1Qlf C l t C}1pnt 1VX Uol Cll i l 1 [ 111 Tn rpaH Meek Sara Gealey To V  p nomilar C hangeable LACt LI L1VC dUllliy 0, G To Vip Q T afin l rof Generous Ben. Graham (Here we shall spare the reader) Mary Grier Holding on By George To be Frank Self-sacrificing Grubbs Curls I think so To write jokes Ladies ' man Howard Hazlett Driving the old grey Well I guess that ' s none of your busi- ness To be an anarchist Easily led 146 Name Noted for Fet expression Ambition Disposition John Lytle Loyalty to the ' 04 girls Hurrah for Ireland To be a stump orator Fiery Vesta Lytle Style Go away To b e a poetess Variable Dave McBride Drawl Be careful, Emmet To take care of Kitten-like Emmet | Emmet McBride Hair Now be good To take care of Dave Jovial Dutch McCartney Feathers Oh, come off To know Greek Happy Earla Mitchell Quiet talks Oh, kids To be an expert librarian Obliging Emmet Minteer Breaking dates I have a previous engagement To live in Grove City Morbid McCormick Moore Athletics ! ! ? ? To own a Camel Tailor made Ethel Nesbit Deacon ' s pro- cess Well, I don ' t care M. E. N. Temperate George Parisen Kicking I won ' t be imposed upon. To be a doctor Lamb-like Lewis Perkins Gigantic size Look out To be a chemist Indescribable Carson Press Fondness for wearing cap and gown I ' ll see about it To be a preacher Venerable Willard Reid Gambling ' ' Was that a joke ? ' ' To be Editor of Purl- r LICK Comic Mary Sloss Her smile Yes, if the rest will To keep chickens Gentle Audley Stewart Puns Holy fright To go a- Maying Cute Harris Stewart Flunking You bet yer neck To reach the land of milk and honey Warlike Maurice Tweedie Clerical appear- ance ' Tisn ' t so in Walton To be a millionaire Persevering Grier Thompson Stateliness Yis To keep peace in the family Retiring Lloyd Thompson Belief in Evolu- tion 3 times on the bare wrist To get a girl Lovable George Vincent Musical talent Go to apple-butter To become a singer Modest Fred Warnock Oratory Ye-es ! Ye-es ! To equal Depew Oratorical 147 A Hall Girl ' s Program. 6:30 A. M. lhat awiul, awtul bell. 6:45 Religiously peaceful words addressed to room-mate. 6:50 Let me have a little bit of that mirror. 7:00 Hamburg steak. 7 : 45 r irst hour. 8:20 100-yard dash for chapel. 8:30 Chapel. Prayer that the Profs, may turn from the error of their ways. O - 8:45 Not prepared. 9:30 lellmg Prof, a few things he didn t know. IO:i5 Watching the new cases in chapel. 1 1 :oo Severe headache. 12:45 P. M. Late to dinner, — got squelched. 1:30 Go up town for mail. (Didn ' t get him.) 2:00 11 Study ( ? ? ) 3:00 11 Gym., or else hurdle-races over the chairs in the parlor. 4:30 Pandemonium, No. 1. 5:30 Potatoes a la baked. 6:00 Devotions. 6:15 Go up town again for mail. (Got him.) 8:00 Valiant attempt to escape the eye of justice after a delightful walk. 8:30 Diving deep into the fountain of knowledge. 9:30 Pandemonium, No. 2. 10:00 Darkness and stealthy footsteps. li:00 Sweet dreams ! 148 Last Will and Testament We, the members of the Class of ' 04 of Westminster College, New Wilmington, Pennsylvania, do hereby will and bequeath to our dearly beloved and struggling successors the following property : The Juniors first upon our list, claim shares of our attention. You ' ve fought us well indeed, O class, and you deserve a pension. Our bright and shining light we leave, a beacon tried and true, To light you through the darkness drear and see you safely through. Since now the time is drawing near, when you don cap and gown — - Of course you ' ll want to wear the ones which brought us great renown. The caps may need a piece set in, to make the size eleven ; For none of our illustrious class wore more than number seven. When wind doth blow and cause the gown to rise on high and soar — Don ' t lose your tempers nor forget they belonged to 1904. To the Sophs, who are a worldly set and need a word or two, — Our glorious example ' s worth much more than gold to you. Just keep before you day and night this gift of our affection, And us you ' ll thank in years to come with grateful recollection. The Freshman ' s path is often rough and sometimes very stony ; So to each one of you we leave a strong and willing pony. Please handle these as we have done, with love and care and patience ; And when you ' re through with them they ' ll serve for future generations. So now we hope when comes the time we leave Westminster ' s door, That you ' ll have pleasant memories of the Class of 1904. 149 MR. E. L. OWENS PHOTOGRAPHY — and especially Portrait Photography — must be ranked among the line arts, and as certainly it con- cerns the finer sentiments. A pleasing and lasting reminder of dear ones and friends. 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