Wheaton College - Nike Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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examine plants, Pegasus will gladly recite to you the organs of the rose. The magnetic force of the physics lab. compels them to climb up to the second floor. Here they have a game of catch with some freshly generated electricity. Then Pan fills wires with electrons, and attaching them to Pegasus’ wings makes all his feathers stand on end. Pegasus, being a Chemistry major, can attend coffee on Thursday afternoon. Above the clang of the beakers he discusses the atomic age with his esteemed professors. Pan recommends the Doll’s House to those who are not certain of their sanity. Here Pegasus and Pan analyze each others’ personality. Pan finds he is an extro- vert while it is discovered that Pegasus is suffering from a phobia. He has been afraid of high places ever since he fell off a pink cloud in his childhood. In Sociology class, Pegasus is trying to find out why the population of the winged horses has decreased so in the last twenty centuries. Pan spends long hours in front of the calculating machine working out standard deviations, arithmetic means and coefficients of correlation in production and economics. Pan, being traditionally musical, spends much of his time in Bates practicing at the piano. When he and his companions become expert at their art, they will present a recital in Mary Lyon. Both sprites take paint brush in hand in the art studio, These little creatures are expert models as well as artists. Pegasus has learned to draw realistic pictures of winged horses, but he prefers to make his own modernistic interpretations. Pan can model standing on his head or in other positions which require a contortion- 19

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CLASSROOMS EET Pagasus and Pan our campus sprites. Within Mary Lyon’s yellow walls they start the day. Where long ago our bustled grandmothers sat, Pegasus folds his wings and listens sleepy-eyed to Plato’s theory of immortality. Pan ascends the creaking stairs and joins a music class. He pipes gay tunes which mingle with the solemn hum of history and mathematics. Thus music and phi- losophy vie for Pegasus’ attention in the room below. When the bell penetrates the haze of professors’ words, Pegasus and Pan, now unconfined, play hide-and-seek among the classic statues which lend an air of antiquity to the hall. Or they may fly to some distant spot where the cigarette is king. Their next stop is the Science Building where strange gases fill the air and skeletons lurk in the closets. Pan and Pegasus hurry to the Chemistry Lab. where Pegasus uses hydrogen peroxide to keep his feathers white. They make up a solu- tion of chemicals, acids, bases, salts. A dash of nitric acid, a few grams of Stimmi, a liter of sulfuric acid, plus compounds of the other 96 elements are all mixed together and heated over a bunsen burner. Explosive? Perhaps, but these mystical figures are indestructable. ‘They frolic in the basement, pulling the whiskers of defenseless cats and hiding the parts of the inanimate human body in B-1. Scalpel in hand, they join the Zoology class. Pan probes deep beneath the shell of a lobster, while Pegasus closely traces the nervous system of the frog. Formaldehyde is everywhere, professors warn them against absorbing too much of it themselves. Tired of dissecting animals they move to the Botany department and begin to

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ist’s skill to assume. When they are not working in the studio, the two students study art slides in the library, How many Egyptian dynasties can there be? On cold winter nights the astronomy lab seems a long distance from campus. But once they are inside, what wonderful things they see. Pan focuses the tele- scope on the moon and notes the craters on its surface. Pegasus, however, searches among the many stars to see the other winged horses gliding about in the dis- tant atmosphere. The darkest and coldest hours of their lives are spent in the basement of Stanton dormitory. Here the smell of cigarette smoke and the hum of voices from the nearby smoker make up the background for the class. And footsteps banging down the corridor above accentuate the rhythm of Spanish verse. The windows of the rooms are small; the temperature seems to be unable to reach a comfortable medium, Pegasus draws his wings around him and shivers in the winter. But in the spring when the days are hot he swelters in the subterranean room. At Christ- mas time Pegasus and Pan join the rest of the class in singing Christmas carols in Spanish. Smoke and music are the essence of these Stanton classrooms. Thus, after long hours spent in Wheaton’s lecture halls and laboratories, Pegasus and Pan wander wearily back to their dormitories. ‘Tomorrow they will return to the class rooms again. ‘The world may change rapidly, but our class rooms will always be there—tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow.