William Smith College - Pine Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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May-day came swiftly after, and in spite of chilly rain We gaily skipped to breakfast at our patron saint's again. On Field Day highest honors were awarded to our class- Oh, how we cheered our athletes as they sported on the grass! The Junior-Senior Send-off, on a night in early June, Was a trip by Portadora, underneath a glorious moon, While later, at the Seneca, the Reading of the Will Is another joyous mem'ry-but the parting, grieves us still! Our finals in Philosophy and Shakespeare gave a name To our stunt on Moving-up Day-then the long vacation came. ni SENIOR CAKE And now we're stately Seniors, garbed in somber cap and gown- Our moral obligations which have won us much renown! We came back Without Alberta, business claimed her for its owng She is gone but not forgotten -we lament our fairy, flown. Three new Seniors from Keuka came to join our class this yearg It has done us good to know them, and we're mighty glad they're here Our Pybie gave a party two engagements to proclaim- The girls named Smith are ministers to feed Love's sacred Hamef' Our officers were splendid sports! The week of Hallowe'en They entertained us in the gym-and scared us almost green! As the guests of 1918 to the Opera House we went, And partook of thrills and candy to our hearts' supreme content. 29

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And only one of us was caught-and she was soon released, So after all the tumult we enjoyed our gorgeous feast. In june we learned, by Moving-up, our right to dignity And faced the world as Sophomores with much expectant glee. Our second year our class had gained two members, and lost one, And Blackwell was All-Sophomore, which promised lots of fun. The Chronicle of Blackwell House relates the glorious tale Of escapades we can't forget-though o'er them draw a veil. The social functions of the year were many and were gay- Our banquet at the Seneca we count our gala day! CWe beg most humbly to correct the IQI 5 PINE, Which states that IQI 5 was the last class so to dine, COur Sophomore Banquet was the last D And after that, a lull- We studied, oh so hard, for weeks-lest profs should think us dull! With wiggle-parties now and then, to ease the mental strain, Knowing that work all unrelieved deteriorates the brain. We had a lovely May-day, with a breakfast for the class- The kindness of our hostess nothing human can surpass! We spent a merry spring-time, though we testified dislike, When it came to Moving-up Day, of experiments in Psych. We did a lot of fooling-till we realized that we Were upperclassrnen-+then behaved with proper gravity. Of Prom the Juniors rave, we say-no wonder! For their days And nights are filled with worry as to ways and means to raise The necessary ducats to make Prom a grand success! We gave a garden party in October, and confess That we had just as good a time as any guest, that night, And the money in our coffers gave our chairman much delight. Our system of class parties was a brilliant inspiration And gave us opportunity for proper recreation. Our midyears were affected by a very sad event- Miss Spalding entered with us, but, alas, she up and went, In spite of all our protests and our plea that she would wait just one more year, until our dean would let us graduate-! The stunt the Freshmen gave for us has won deserved renown, Their Vishus Vodvil was the best that ever struck this town! Then came our challenge to '18, to fight us in the snow, We took our beating like good sports, but-that we fought, they know! And then came Prom! Our wondrous Prom! And words are all too few To do that function justice, but, Betty, we're-proud of you! 28

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. AWW , .4 ' ' w In every college function we held our accustomed placc, Enjoying every moment-and sustained ourselves with grace. At midyears-time we thought it wise to do our social duty, And asked the college to attend a party that for beauty We think has never been excelled-a brilliant masquerade! With song and dance and stunt and jest and lovely Dress Parade! A party all of hearts and darts was given for our delight By IQI6,S sweet-voiced friend, one February night. To raise some money-needed sore-we gave The Twig of Thorn Again, and most successfully, Cthose snow drifts did adorn The campus in a way to earn the College Club's kind praise D We're grateful to the faculty, who come to all our plays! The Senior Banquet was a great Preparedness affair, Appropriate to Leap Year, With all toasts composed with care. It was a sob-less party, for we felt that such events Are much too gay for us to waste, indulging in laments. And now our aching brows, alas, are marred with aging lines- From dawn till dark, and then till dawn, the weary PINE Board Pines. May-day is now approaching fast, another breakfast gay At our dear patron saint's this year will celebrate our day. Then comes Commencement, and we'll bid the Hill a sad adieu- Good bye, dear College and dear friends- Good bye, good luck to you! ANNE ELIZABETH MARVIN, Historian 1916. M us. BACON' 30