Worcester Polytechnic Institute - Peddler Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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SOPHOMORE CLASS.

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PAST MEMBERS. Baker, William J. Bartlett, Lyman Blake, Walter D. Clark, Harold H. Clark, Paul L. Currier, Herbert E. Curtis, James H. Farwell, Oscar J. Glazier, Ralph C. Graff am, Walter S. Hall, Samuel F. Hastings, Harry L. Hilbert, Charles W. Hitchcock, Harry A. Hitchcock, Raymond H. Hussey, Albert F. Johnson, J. Lovell. Kent, Arthur A. Knovvlton, Wallace J. Lee, George W. Lyon, Howard C. Matthews, George R. Olds, Alfred W. Palmer, Frank E. Peck, Edward M. Pettibone, Fred L. Smith, Milton A. Smith, Sherman E. Synyer, Clifton B. TVaill, William R. Valdivieso, Enrique P. Whittemore, George S. Vinton, Louis A.

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M We are nearing the end. At the same time, we are approaching com¬ mencement. Soon we shall stop climbing the Hill of Tech and tackle the Ladder of Life. I seem to hear the old familiar order, “You may lay aside your books and take your papers.” I have laid aside my books,—a Junior gave me seventy-one cents for the lot. I will take my papers and try to gather together from out of the shadowy memories of the past some of the events and incidents in the History of the Class of Ninety-Nine. Our entry into the sanitarium for the Prevention of Rest was under the most auspicious of circumstances. The Engineering Laboratories had just been completed, and the Power-House was nearing a finish. A kind friend of the Institute had presented the shop with a new grindstone and had prom¬ ised a pair of pliers, while the Electrical Department had received a large coil of wire and a bill for repairs on the three-volt voltmeter. Furthermore, the Trustees had about made up M. P’s mind that students could not rise on elevators,—that is to say, that the student’s mind could not improve on the low range of work offered by elevator construction ; M. P. was consequently getting ready to pick up his dolls ($) and go. In fact, everything was booming, and the future was of a gorgeous golden orange shellac hue, when, with implicit faith in the pleasant little extravagancies of the catalogue, we