Worcester Polytechnic Institute - Peddler Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 208 of the 1901 volume:

d[orc£8tcr llolgtecltnic Institute George £. Gordon tibrarg ; . . - ' . Ill J ifcST J -R SS OF l S. BbANCHARD V v and Company 34 Rro.nt Sr Worcester Mass LV PHOTOS BY BUSHONG. ENGRAVINGS 3Y SUFFOLK ENG. CO. Deeply impressed are we with the greatness of the Class of N ineteen Hundred and One alter this attempt at compiling its history. Thanking members outside the board for their kind aid and interest, and hoping that in alter years this book will answer all of the purposes for which it was published, we submit The Aftermath of 1901. “ The Editors.” P. S. Satisfaction may be obtained, under Marquis of Queensbury rules, by applying to the Editor or Business Manager. DEDICATION M T HIS to our memory—may we hold it dear, Since we, perchance, may sometime, far to come, Therein descry some image of ourselves As once we were when we together strove; Since in the rustle of its leaves our ears, Quickened, may catch the echoes light of laughs, Wafted from many a bit of harmless mirth; Since from its printed records may arise The phantoms of old shapes and words and acts To lure our memories back a space of years, And spend an hour in pleasant retrospect On all the details of our life at Tech. Successes, pleasures, disappointments, pains, All merged together—mellowed by lapse of time,— We dedicate—we dedicate this class-book! Break not, O heart of Tech, but still endure! Remembering all the glory of that class Which shone so bright within ye that ye made One light together, but has past and left The Hill a lonely splendor. For reflect! Think of thy noble sons of Naughty-one! Think of their greatness as a class together! Think of the glory that they will achieve In the world’s work and ’mid the marts of men! And pondering thus, consoled be till they Return to thee in sending thee their sons. 5 ♦THE • BOARD ♦OF EDITORS ♦ EDITOR, IN CHIEF + Charles L. F sh ♦ ASSISTANT EDITOR IN CHIEF Ewarts G. Loomis ♦ BUSINESS MANAGER, Richard M Mitchell ♦ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGER- Merton G. White ♦ I LLU S TRATOR r ieo. Brown ♦ ASSOCIATE EDITORS Carroll H. Baker Andrew Mayer Jr. Charles E. Stewart J. lA alter Freeman James L. IV] cLa ucjhl I n Arthur L. Cook WORCESTER POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE. HE I nstitute was founded by John Boynton, Esq., of Templeton, in 1865. On May first of that year, in a letter of gift, he declared his intention to set apart the sum of one hundred thousand dollars for the endowment and perpetual support of the school. The new institution was chartered by the Legislature of Massachusetts on May 10, 1865, and it was opened for the reception of students on November 12, 1868. PRESIDENTS. CHARLES O. THOMPSON, A. M., Ph. D., 1868-1882. HOMER T. FULLER, A. M., Ph. D., 1882-1894. THOMAS C. MENDENHALL, Ph. D., LL. D., 1894-1901. 7 HON. STEPHEN SALISBURY, A. M., President. REV. DANIEL MERRIMAN, D. D., Secretary. HON. CHARLES G. WASHBURN, S. B., A. B., Treasurer. HON. GEORGE F. HOAR, LL. D. CHARLES H. MORGAN, ESQ. G. HENRY WHITCOMB, A. M. REV. AUSTIN S. GARVER, A. M. REV. SPENSER B. MEESER. ELMER P. HOWE, S. B., A. B. JAMES LOGAN, ESQ. ON THE PART OF THE BOARD OF EDUCATION. FRANK P. GOULDING, ESQ. EX-OFFICIO. HIS HONOR MAYOR PHILIP J. O’CONNELL. t % T. C. Mendenhall, Ph. D., LL. D., President John E. Sinclair, Ph. D., Professor of Higher Mathematics U. Waldo Cutler, S. B., - Professor of Modern Languages Leonard P. Kinnicutt, S. D., - - Professor of Chemistry Levi L. Conant, Ph. D., - - Professor of Mathematics George H. Haynes, Ph. D., Professor of History and Economics Walter L. Jennings, Ph. D., Assistant Professor of Chemistry Zelotes Wood Coombs, A. M., Assistant Professor of Modern Languages Sidney A. Reeve, M. E., Professor of Steam and Hydraulic Engineering Harold B. Smith, M. E., Professor of Electrical Engineering Clarence A. Chandler, S. B., Superintendent of Washburn Shops Arthur Willard French, C. E., Professor of Civil Engineering A. Wilmer Duff, M. A., B. Sc. (Edin.), Professor of Physics Albert Kingsbury, M. E., - Professor of Applied Mechanics Forrest R. Jones, M, E., Professor of Drawing and Machine Design Alton L. Smith, M. S., Assistant Professor of Drawing and Machine Design 9 Thomas Corwin Mendenhall, Ph. D., LL. D., President. R. MENDENHALL was born in Hanoverton, Ohio, in 1841. Unlike the rest of the Faculty, he is not a college graduate, but is, in fact, a self-educated man. From his youth he always evinced a strong inclina¬ tion to study scientific phenomena. To-day he is recognized as a leading authority in the field of physics. At an early age Dr. Mendenhall began his work as a teacher, and in 1873, on the opening of the Ohio State University, he was elected to the chair of physics and mechanics. In 1878 he went to Japan as Professor of Physics in the Imperial University, where one of his distinguished colleagues was Prof. J. A. Ewing. In 1881 he returned to the Ohio State University, where he received the degree of Ph. D. Three years later he was appointed by the government Professor of Electricity in the signal service. Resigning this position in 1886, he became the President of Rose Polytechnic Institute, and served in this capacity for three years, returning once more to the service of the government as superintendent of the Coast and Geodetic Survey. This position he resigned in 1894 to accept the Presidency of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute. In addition to his researches in the field of physics, Dr. Menden¬ hall has been active in the investigation of other scientific matters more or less closely related to physics. While with the United States Signal Service, he made a systematic study of atmospheric electricity. In fact he is regarded as an authority on weather observations. He was the first one to devise and put in operation 10 a system of weather-signals for display on railroad trains. This system became general throughout the United States and Canada, and was continued for a number of years. Dr. Mendenhall is a believer in good roads, and much of the splendid work in that direction during the past few years in Massachusetts has been under his supervision. He was appointed to the State Highway Commission by the late Gov. Roger Wolcott, and was chairman of the commission until his resigna¬ tion in 1900. Dr. Mendenhall has filled a number of important positions in national public life. In 1891 he became a member of the Behring Sea Commission, which had to solve many difficult problems. From 1892 to 1894 he was engaged in the United States and Great Britain boundary survey. A result of these labors has been a number of articles in leading magazines on the Alaskan boundary, treating the questions involved with authority. In this connection it may be interesting to note that one of the rivers in Alaska, not far from the recently discovered gold-fields, has been named after Dr. Mendenhall. Dr. Mendenhall is connected with numerous scientific onran- izations. He is a member of the National Academy of Sciences, the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, the American Metrological Society, the American Association for the Advancement of Science, the American Society of Engineers, and the American Antiquarian Society. As a lecturer, Dr. Mendenhall is most entertaining, and is widely known and much sought after. His favorite subjects are: “Future Sources of Power” and “Weighing of the Earth.” During the past year, however, he has found it impossible to accept many invitations to lecture, owing to failing health; and it is owing to this continued poor health that he was obliged, in December, 1900, to lay down the duties of President of the Institute, and resign that office which he has so ably and efficiently filled during the past seven years. During his Presidency many important and wise changes and additions have been made at the Institute. The mechanical laboratory building and the power laboratory, which were being built at the time of his appointment, were equipped under his direction. Practically a new faculty and corps of instructors have been selected, and they, joined to his untiring energy and tact, have raised the Institute to its present high standard. It is with sincere regret that we learn of the President’s inability to continue his splendid work. For now that our long years draw to a close, we begin to appreciate more than ever his efforts in our behalf. We know that Dr. Mendenhall has been thoroughly in sympathy with us, and has not been blind to the fact that it takes courage as well as ability to complete the courses that the Institute offers. He has our best wishes for a speedy return and complete restoration to health, and may fresh honors await him. 12 PROFESSORS JOHN E. SINCLAIR, PH, D,, Professor of Higher Mathematics. ROFESSOR Sinclair was graduated from Dartmouth College in 1858. The following year he spent in teaching at Adrian, Mich., and from 1859 to 1863 he was a tutor at Washington University, St. Louis. During the next six years he was Professor of Mathematics in the Chandler department of Dartmouth College, from which place he came to the Institute in 1868 to occupy a similar position. Professor Sinclair received the degree of A. M. from Washington University in 1863, and from Dartmouth in 1879. Hi s alma mater further honored him in 1883 by bestow¬ ing upon him the degree Ph. D. In the class-room Professor Sinclair is noted for his stock of homely illustrations and expressions, which rarely fail to carry their point. U. WALDO CUTLER, S. B., Professor of Modern Languages. Professor Cutler is an alumnus of the Institute, being a member of the class of ’ 74 - He began teaching at Brimfield, Mass., in the Hitchcock high school. He next went to Holliston, where he introduced drawing into the public schools. In 1877 he came to Tech as Assistant Professor of Modern Languages, and is now at the head of that department. He spent from 1878 to 1881 abroad in Germany, where he pursued a course of study. He also spent a year at Johns Hopkins University. With these exceptions he has been at the Institute ever since. 13 ZELOTES W. COOMBS, A. M., Assistant Professor of Modern Languages, Elected our most popular professor. SIDNEY A. REEVE, M, E,, Professor of Steam and Hydraulic Engineering, Professor Reeve was graduated from the Sheffield Scientific School of Yale with the class of 1885. Two years later he received his M. E. degree. For the next seven years he was engaged with the Westinghouse, Church, Kerr Co. of New York as a member of their engineering corps in the erection of steam power and ice-making plants. Later he occupied a position on the editorial staff of the Progressive Age , a journal devoted to the gas industry. In 1895 he came to the Worcester Polytechnic Institute to occupy the chair of Professor of Steam and Hydraulic Engineering. HAROLD B, SMITH, M. E,, Professor of Electrical Engineering, Professor Smith, a Massachusetts man, was born in Barre in 1866. After his graduation from the Barre high school, he entered Cornell University. While in college he was a prominent member of the B 6 U Fraternity, and was elected to the honorary society of Sigma Pi. When twenty-two years old he graduated with his name on the honor list. As a post-graduate student he stayed at Cornell until 1892, when he became adjunct Professor of Electrical Engineering, in charge of the department at Arkansas State University. The next year he accepted the positions of head designer and electrical engineer for the Elektron Manufacturing Company of Springfield, Mass., and the Professorship of Electrical Engineering and the direction of the School of Electrical Engineering at Perdue University, where 16 he stayed until 1896. The same year he came to the W. P. I. Since 1893 Professor Smith has been consulting electrical engineer. He is a member of the American Institute of Electrical Engineering, the American Society of Mechanical Engineers, Society for Promotion of Engineering Education, Fellow of the American Society for Advancement of Science, and other scientific societies. Though so young, Professor Smith is in the front rank of his profession. CLARENCE A. CHANDLER, S. B., Superintendent of the Washburn Shops Mr. Chandler is a graduate of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute, class of ’74. After receiving his diploma he went into partnership with Henry S. Howe of Boston, and built up a flourishing business as a designing engineer. Later he accepted a position as superintendent of the Carver Cotton Gin Company of East Bridgewater. In 1896 he left to accept the position of superintendent of the Washburn Shops. He has proved an able superintendent in every respect. ARTHUR W. FRENCH, C. E., Professor of Civil Engineering. Professor French was graduated from the Thayer School of Civil Engineering, Dartmouth College, with the class of 92. After graduation he entered the employ of Tower Brothers, Holyoke, Mass. From there he went to Denver, Col., to engineer the construction of the Platte River Paper Company’s plant. Later he was made assistant engineer in bridge design for the Denver Gulf Railroad, but left this position to become Associate Professor of Civil Engineering in the Thayer School of Dartmouth. Until July, 1899, he held an interest in the Niagara Engineering Works of Niagara Falls, N. Y. While engaged in teaching at Dartmouth, he received a call two years ago to the professorship at the W. P. I. to succeed Professor White. 17 A WILMER DUFF, M. A., B. Sc., Professor of Physics. Professor Duff was graduated from the University of New Brunswick in 1884. After graduation he went abroad, where he spent the next four years in study at the University of Edinburgh, receiving his degree of M. A. in 1888. The following year he studied in the University of Berlin. In 1889 Professor Duff accepted a position as substitute Professor of Physics in the University of Madras, which he left in 1890 to take up a similar place in the University of New Brunswick. Three years later he went to Perdue University to become Professor of Physics. He remained there six years, until called to the Worcester Polytechnic Institute in 1899. Great credit is due to Professor Duff for the manner in which he has improved the physics department. He takes a real interest in his work, and has made the junior laboratory course especially instructive and efficient. ALBERT KINGSBURY, M. E., Professor of Applied Mechanics. Professor Kingsbury graduated in 1889 from Sibley College, Cornell University. Prior to this, he was for one year a student at Buchtel College, Akron, Ohio, and for two years attended the Ohio State University at Columbus. He was thus able to enter Cornell in 1887 in advanced standing. After graduation he was appointed Instructor in Mechanical Engineering and Physics in the New Hampshire State College. At the close of the school year he was raised to the full professorship, but resigned to become superintendent of the machine-shop of the H. B. Camp Co., Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio. In 1891 he was re-appointed Professor of Mechanical Engineering in the New Hampshire State College, where he remained until his call to Tech two years ago. Professor Kingsbury is a member of the Society for the Promotion of Engineering Education and the American Society of Mechanical Engineers, a Fellow of the American Association for the Advancement of Science, and an associate member of the American Society of Naval Engineers. 18 FORREST R. JONES, M. E., Professor of Drawing and Machine Design Professor Jones was graduated from Sibley College, Cornell, in 1888, one class ahead of Professor Kingsbury. The next two years he divided his time between the Edison laboratories, Orange, N. J., and the Western Engineering Company of Nebraska, in the capacity of a commercial engineer. In 1890 he was put at the head of the department of mechanical arts of the University of Tennessee. In 1892 he resigned this position and went to the University of Wisconsin to occupy the chair of machine design. In the fall of ’99 he accepted a call to the W. P. I., and is one of four that joined our Faculty at that time. He is the author of a work on machine design, which is used at present as a text-book at the Institute. A practical, coupled with a theoretic, knowledge of his subject, makes him an excellent teacher. He is a member of the ikmerican Society of Mechanical Engineers, a member of the Society for the Promotion of Engineering Education, and an associate member of the American Institute of Electrical Engineers. JOSEPH BEALS, S B , Assistant Professor of Physics Professor Beals is an alumnus of the W. P. I., being a member of the class of ’85. After graduation he was engaged for one year with the Dean Steam Pump Company of Holyoke, Mass., and with the Washburn Moen Company of Worcester, Mass. He next went into business at Wakefield. In 1889 he organized the manual training department of the Fall River high school, where he taught two years. In 1891 he was made Instructor in Mathematics at the Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Four years later he was made Assistant Professor of Physics, which position he held until he resigned at the beginning of our junior year to become clerk of the Worcester School Board. 19 ALTON L SMITH, M S., Assistant Professor of Drawing and Machine Design Professor Smith is another Tech alumnus, having taken his degree of S. B. with the class of ’90. The two years previous to his coming to Tech as a student were spent in the machine shops of J. Duckworth Co., Springfield, Mass. At the same time he studied drafting under the guidance of Mr. Emory of the Springfield Armory works. After graduating from the W. P. I. in 1890, he returned to the Institute as an instructor. His work has principally been teaching mechanical drawing, though he has taught machine design and descriptive geometry at times. He received the advanced degree of M. S. from the Institute in 1899. 20 : y INSTRUCTORS ji Robert C. Sweetser, S. B Joseph O. Phelon, S. B., Daniel F. O’Regan, S. B., Charles M. Allen, M. S., Charles A. Holden, S. B. Instructor in Inorganic Chemistry Instructor in Electrical Engineering Instructor in Chemistry Instructor in Hydraulics Instructor in Civil Engineering Benjamin S Merigold, A. M., Instructor in Industrial Chemistry Arthur W. Ewell, Ph. D,, - - - Instructor in Physics Arthur J. Wood, M. E., Instructor in Mechanical Engineering Howard C. Ives, C. E., - - Instructor in Civil Engineering Richard G. Dukes, M. E., Assistant in Mathematics and Mechan¬ ical Engineering. Evander H. Ginn, S. B., - Assistant in Electrical Engineering Walter J. Quinn, S. B., - Assistant in Electrical Engineering N. Ashworth, Instructor in Management of Engines and Boilers INSTRUCTORS IN THE WASHBURN SHOPS 4 4 Clifford R. Harris, S. B., Howard Parker Fairfield, John Jernberg, Carl Forsman, Head Instructor in Woodwork Head Instructor in Machine Work Instructor in Blacksmithing Instructor in Moulding 21 MISS LISCOMB, LIBRARIAN Extracts from Diary of a Member of the Class of 1904. ATURDAY, September 15. Father and I came to Worcester to look over the buildings and find me a boarding-place. We went to the Institute first, where Pa met a man named Marshall in the office, and thought by his actions that he was the president. We found out afterward that he wasn’t, and that it’s simply his way. We went through the Washburn Shops. Harris was the only man of note whom we met there. He said there was an elderly man with an elegant beard, a young man, and a fellow named Chandler in the office, but all business could be carried on through him, Clifford R. Wednesday, September 19. Exams closed this morning. I’ll leave my trunk packed for a few days more. Our class met for the first time this afternoon. Just like the Bible-class at home, only there were more of us, and we acted better. Mr. Mendenhall thought we looked like nice, strong boys, and suggested green for the class color. Thursday, September 20. First recitations to-day. Were going to have “Quizzahs” in English twice a week (whatever they are). A senior told me I could get second-hand ones of most any of the upper-class men. The chemistry lecture was a funny thing. The lecturer had on two neckties, let a match burn up between his fingers, turned the gas on and forgot to light it, and asked if anyone in the class had been smoking, for he thought he smelled tobacco. Thursday, September 27. Only nine weeks more before Thanksgiving. 25 Friday, October 12. Y. M. C. A. reception at Dr. Mendenhall’s last night. After it was over, a lot of us sneaked up on the hill and painted the barn. We drew lots to see who should do the job. A big Worcester boy, with a name something like Peary or Parry, lost, and was going to do it, when he remembered promising a cousin of his that he would be home early. ’Twixt love and duty he went home. The barn was a work of art when we got through with it. The idea of painting it was so original, too; and such an opportune time. We’ll soon show the Faculty that there is another class here besides “ 1901.” Monday, October 15. “Danny” asked me what charcoal was used for in the arts, and when I said, “ For roasting peanuts,” he was mean enough to laugh. Wednesday, October 17. Mountain day. Five of us started out to get in touch with nature. Some time during the forenoon we were “ touched ” for our lunch (by a tramp, who had seen us hide it, I guess). That was the most “touching” thing that happened all day, for communing with nature and trying to feel poetic on an empty stomach, was beyond us. Friday, October 26. Cane-rush came this afternoon. It came early this year, the Juniors are such hustlers (?). Our plan of campaign worked finely until the rush began. The fellows lined up quietly, and without the least bit of fighting for a chance to stand in the front row. About half the class haven’t walked so far since Mountain day as they did promenading around the outside of the bunch during the rush. We didn’t want the cane anyway. Monday, November 5. What they call the “ Half Way Thro’ ” banquet of the Junior class came to-night. The Juniors wanted us to help them if there was any trouble, but if “ the Lord helps only those who help themselves,” I see no reason why we should not follow His example. Tuesday, November 6. My gracious ! but there was a crowd 26 out to-night. Cattle-show day at home isn’t a circumstance. I bet a pint of peanuts on Bryan, but I guess by the way things look now that I was only fooling. Thursday, December 13. Harris accepted one of my patterns. After batting it around the room with a belt-shifter, he said it might do, but asked me how long I supposed it would take him to do it. Rather than cause any trouble I refused to express an opinion. Saturday, December 22. Bought a necktie with the fifty cents mother sent to buy “cod liver oil” with. Only about four weeks more before another set of exams. “ Kinnie” says he doesn’t see what in fury he will do with me if I don’t do better in chemistry. Thursday, January 24. The exams are over, but it’s about up to me all right. I wonder what I’ll do if I get stuck. Monday, January 28. Gee! but that was close, two D’s and a 61. If the explanation wasn’t on the back I could tell the folks that the letters meant something else. When dad reads those marks, I can see myself getting those suspenders I asked for. Tuesday, February 26. “ Incidentals ” and “ Charity ” amounted to $10 this month. I think I can hear something drop. Friday, March 29. Junior Prom. If dad could see me in this “ evening dress,” he’d take back some of the mean things he said about last month’s cash account. Saturday, April 13. Harris says if I don’t work all the vacation and Saturday and Sunday afternoons from now on, I shall have a shop mark that will be invisible to the naked eye. He thought he scared me. Saturday, May 25. After next week I shall no longer be a Freshman. I was rather homesick at first and awfully green. All of the homesickness and some of the green have worn off, and I guess that “ Tech,” even, isn’t the worst place that ever was. 27 FRESHMAN CLASS 0 0 0 Mechanical Engineering Adams, Joseph B. Burke, William H. Davis, Norman C. Douglas, Benjamin L. Dowd, Thomas D. Dutcher, Warren W. Forsstedt, Ralph S. Foster, George M. Hague, Robert L. Hartshorn, Ralph E. Allen, Howard R. Brewer, Willard S. Chadwiek, Chester R. Dickerman, Dwight K. Harris, M. Henry Holden, G. Sumner Harvey, Harry E. Haycock, Winthrop Y. Hill, Frederic K. Holmes, Winfield E. Lamb, John E. Larkin, Everett P. Leslie, Harthan F. Merritt, Clarence A. Mitchell, W. Had wen Morgridge, William F. Civil Engineering Langdon, Armand C. Morse, Clarence F. Pellissier, George E. Philbrook, H. Louis Platts, George W. S. Rice, John S. Putnam, Frank L. Rankin, Alfred E. Robinson, George A. Sibley, Philip L. Thayer, Charles F. Thompson, H. Louis Walter, Joseph H. Weld, Alfred O. Wright, Harold C. Rylands, John H. Schuermann, H. Harry Sterling, LeGrandE. Warnock, W. Harold Wheaton, Walter R. Wilson, Harry P. Chemistry Abbott, Edward R. Barnes, Henry F. Bloch, Harold S. Booth, Robert C. Brundage, Edward F. Clark, S. Roy Daniels, Frederick C. T. Emerson, Robert F. Grant, Barton H. Fletcher, William E. Harrington, Charles B. Hunt, Murray H. Newcomb, Louis E. Taylor, George R. General Scientific Vinton, William W. Adams, Francis J. Adams, Robert W. Allen, Frederic E. Brainard, Albert S. Center, Robert D. Dickinson, Geo. G. P. Electrical Engineering Dougherty, John J. Feiker, Fred M. Howland, Oscar M. Magna, Russell W. Morton, Charles Murdock, David C. Perry, Edward C., Jr. Peterson, J. Alfred Read, Frederick W. Richardson, Frederic H. Sargent, Percy G. Thompson, Alvan M. Webber, Frank G. Wintersgill, Harry L. 28 History of Sophomore Class HE panegyric of the Class of 1903 has been written before, but since last presented to the public new events have happened. We were rather a sheepish feeling lot that met at Tech for the time, though they say we did not look it. But after winning so far about everything to be won, we think that we can righteously put away the feeling. It was in 99 that we did to a brown the Sophs, in the cane-rush. We were out to win—any way to win. And we did win. Then to our great surprise—yes, it certainly was extraordinary—we beat 1900 at foot-ball. It rained, and the gods were with us that day. We took to our first mid-year’s as ducks do to water, for all but one or two of us bobbed up serenely after them. In the class ball-games we beat the Sophs. We are very proud at having started a new custom at Tech. Some fresh Soph, stuck up before us, during the game, a sign calling us vile names. When Spence went over and picked up the sign, the Sophs, piled onto him. At that the rest of us started over to rescue him and the sign. We did both, but at the cost of several negligee shirts. If I do say it, we are also a pretty bright class. When the chem. teacher asked our illustrious member from Cuba what a “thermal unit” was, the answer was, “ Somesing hot.” At the field-sports ’03 had a walk-over. Then we thought it about time, according to custom, that we should advertise our deeds. So several of our energetic classmates stayed up all 31 one Sunday night, and just before dawn, when the sophs had become tired of waiting around, painted the statistics of our deeds on the shed. They also “graphically exemplified” the saying, “ 02 is on the pig.” This last caused one of our instructors to remark: “Some people can paint on paper, others on wood.” As is usual, when we came back in the fall again, we missed a number of our fellow sufferers. But we were ready once more to do or die. Again we won the cane-rush. We also helped several ’02 men to enjoy their banquet at Leicester. The cross- countries, ’03 won with ease. Thus can 03 truthfully say, “We are the people,” having won a foot-ball game, the sign-rush, cross-countries, its baseball game and both cane-rushes. Hooray! 32 SOPHOMORE CLASS 0 0 0 Mechanical Engineering Arnold, Arthur A. Berger, Joseph W. Brooks, Walter P. Campbell, Arthur W. Chaffin, Edwin G. Darling, Albert W., Jr. Eames, Frank Le Roy Earnshaw, Charles H. Allen, Arthur G. Feigenson, William H. Bunker, George C. Lane, J. Harold Geary, Thomas W. Harding, Harrie N. Harris, Carl C. Hayward, Ralph H. Hobbs, Adelbert Kimball, Albert N. Mesler, Clinton S. Parsons, Edmund S Civil Engineering Fifield, Henry L. Hall, Robert E. Tufts, Herbert W. Chemistry Lyford, C. Allan Morris, Roger T. Read, George F., Jr. Roberts, Edwin M. Shaw, Raymond E. Spence, John C. Taylor, Ernest W. Walsh, Francis P. Werneck, Elpidio DeL. Mirick, Richard H. Nickerson, Ralph W Pope, Walter Boy den Willard, Charles T. General Scientific Hendricks, Henning V. Howe, C. Fletcher Electrical Engineering Blodgett, W. Edmund Cross, Charles M. Dearborn, Richard J. Dennis, C. Edward Dickinson, Lewis E. Foot, Benjamin D. Goddard, Walter T. Ilsley, Lee Clyde Knight, Carl D. Morehouse, Harry W Munroe, George E. Nicoll, Isaac Norcross, J. Walter Potter, Henry J. Sandford, J. Addison, Jr. Stone, Edward L. Truesdell, Ralph E. 33 Extracts from Letters of a Member of the Class of 1902. September —, 1898. EAR MAMMA: Your box of cookies came this morning ; they are awfully good. Yesterday we had a cane-rush with the sophomores, and they won. They were awfully unfair; they stole about five yards, and the referee, who is our professor in algebra, wouldn’t send them back. I think he is real mean. No, I had no trouble in finding the Tech, as they call it, when I came to town alone. I met a man down town with W. P. I. on his cap, and asked him what car to take, and he told me, but he said it was against the rules for freshmen to ride in the cars. I wonder how he knew I was a freshman. Please send me some money for a new pair of trousers. I tore mine in the rush, and don’t forget to feed my kitty. March 20, 1899. Dear Father : Our class had a banquet last night. It was the first banquet a freshman class has had for a long while. We kept it very quiet. Some of the fellows smoked cigarettes, but I did not, because I thought you would not like i+- vSeptember, 1899. Dear Father : Arrived all right yesterday in time to hear Doc. deliver his little opening ‘‘spiel ” to our class. Everything O. K. Almost every one back. But if you want to see a gang of rubes, you ought to see the freshmen. Just wait until the cane- rush ! 35 October —, ’99. Dear Joe: I say, old man, if I remember correctly you have a third-baseman on your bum baseball team at Brown named House, and you call him “ Bug - ” House. Well, I’m an exact fac¬ simile of that man. What’s the matter? Oh, nothing - , nothing. We went up against the d-miserable freshies last night in a little argument over a cane, and— well, we are not wearing laurel wreaths for class caps to-day. Lord ! But I can’t see how in h-it happened. But the worst of it is, I felt safe in backing our class for a small amount, and — well, as our friend Billy says, “ I am not a hard loser, neither am I a caster-up, but I certainly could use that four-seventy-five. ” November —, ’99. Dear Father : The account you read in the papers must have been an exaggeration. We had no “ disgraceful street- fight ” here. All there was to it, the juniors had their “half-way thro, ’ ” and some seniors found out the time and place and we were going down to the hotel to keep the juniors all out, but they got there and inside first. The man you heard about parading the street was a junior named Loomis whom the seniors caught. No, no one was soused in a beer-barrel, but the juniors caught two of our men, Billy Jordan and “Rainy” Day, and they gave “ Rainy ” a “beer shampoo.” You mustn’t think there is a state of class warfare here, but if we ever get a chance to even up w w w February —, ’00. Dear Father: We had a flag-raising yesterday noon. Our class gave a new flag to the school, and we had an immense time with a battery of artillery and speeches, “ and the Grand Army of the Republic and prominent citizens in carriages.” I think you will agree with me that an act like this, on the part of a class, is more to its credit than any mere athletic supremacy, and 36 October Dear Sister : I don’t like to write to father about this, but— well, can you lend me ten dollars for a while ? You see, our class had charge of the cane-rush this year, and we decided that the freshmen should win. So we put the rush off as long as possible, in order that the freshmen might get acquainted with one another, and then some of us measured the ground so that the freshmen would be nearer the cane than the sophs. Moreover, the freshmen have bigger men in their class than have the sopho¬ mores. We were so sure that the freshmen would win that I backed them for ten dollars with a senior. Now, the inequality in the measuring was discovered, and somehow the Sophs, won. Of course you will not say anything about this to father or mother, but if you could November —, ’oo. Dear Father : You must not believe all you read in the papers, and you must not think that every “ half-way-thro is given over to what you call “street brawls.” Moreover, our class has always done its best to avoid fracases and the hard feeling that is sure to ensue, believing that school spirit should be more earnestly sought than class supremacy. We decided to have our “half-way-thro”’ out at Leicester for this very reason. Our plans leaked, and the seniors and Sophs, tried to prevent our special car from starting. The police finally got us off, but the other classes followed us out. We barricaded the hotel, but they managed to get into the kitchen end, and pinch all our ice¬ cream. The proprietor drove them out with the meat-chopper before they did any more harm, and telephoned frantically for the towm sheriff. It was rather a dismal banquet. Those out¬ side nearly succeeded in forcing an entrance through a dining¬ room window, and we all ate with empty bottles beside us to throw at the first head that appeared. Then the electric lights went out, and we lighted up the gas, and that too went out, and we finished our repast by candle-light, and there was so much 37 noise outside we could not hear the toasts. Some of our men were caught by the others, and did not arrive until very late. We were afraid to let them in, for fear of being rushed, until the others went way out in the middle of the road. No, there was no liquor served. Some of the men wanted it, but the majority of the class disapproved. March 31, 1901. Dear Sister : Our Junior Prom, went off finely Friday night. Awfully sorry you couldn’t come, for it was a great success. You quite amused me by writing that you hoped I knew some nice girl to take, but you feared I had been so busy with my studies that I had had little time for social diversions. I do know a few girls, and I took a Miss—oh, well, you wouldn’t know her, but I met her at Mr. Easton’s, and the very nicest people in Worcester go there. As I said, it was a great success. All the Profs, were there, and their wives, and, by the way, it was rather curious how much the unpopular ones were bumped into. I know I saw a crowd of seniors form a regular mass-play on Prof. June 7, 1901. Dear Father: I don’t know quite how to tell this, but—I got rather poor marks in the exams. In fact I have been dropped. I don’t understand it at all. I thought that I think I will stay here now and finish my summer practice. It will take about two weeks. 33 JUNIOR CLASS Au, Carl H. Baldwin, H. Fay Benton, Leicester F., Jr. Bliss, Albert L. Brigham, Fred C. Chambers, Alfred H. Clark, L. O. Ray Coggeshall, Robert F. Cole, Arthur W. Curtis, Philip N. Carter, James H. Derby, Chester C. Greene, Harry H. Gilbert, Louis D. Goodenough, Leonard D. Lawrence, Edwin T. Adams, Winfred M. Day, Leonard Dunklee, Harry W. F. 0 0 0 Mechanical Engineers Davis, Warren H. Dexter, A. Morton Ferguson, Thomas W. Hall, Winthrop G. Hawkes, Harry E. Holmes, Fred E. Jordan, William A. Knowles, Burt LeR. Lambson, D. Clinton Larkin, E. Lester 4 Civil Engineers Kendall, Ernest E. Loff, Philip Chemistry McFarland, George S. Sprague, Edmund C. Electrical Engineers Grady, James J. Harding, C. Frank Heinritz, Walter J. Lyman, Elihu Root Morse, Howard M. Nelson, M. Clifton Newton, Walter W. Perkins, Enoch Reeby, R. Alvah Ross, Charles S. Tabor, Stephen L. Wheeler, Ernest O. Woodruff, Carlton W. Spencer, Paul B. White, Frank W. Thompson, Eugene D. Williamson, Arthur M. Reed, E. Howard Sigourney, Willard H. 39 History of the Class of 1901 FRESHMAN YEAR HE thirteenth day of September, 1897, is indeed a memorable date in the history of Tech, for on that day the largest and most illustrious class Tech ever had was launched on its course. We assembled that afternoon at four o’clock in Boynton Hall to hear a few words of greeting and advice from Dr. Mendenhall, who, commenting upon the size and appearance of the entering class, declared them a good omen for the future of Tech. When the Doctor looked us over, and saw Sir Roger, “ Petti,” Riggs and others, his pleasure was great indeed! As a kind reminder that, although we were an especially promising class, a little study would be required of us, he assigned us about forty pages in Charles Smith’s Treatise on Algebra, sixty pages in Hale’s Rhetoric, and as far as hydrogen sulphide, Richter, page 82. Our hopes were at the zenith at that moment; we had passed the dreaded entrance examinations; we were enrolled members of Tech, and before us lay the four best years of our life with all their inexhaustible possibilities. Our resolutions had been made to “ burn the midnight oil,” to become second Edisons or Watts. We bought our books, and went to our rooms to unpack our trunks, to study, and to write our first letters home, adding thereto the since well-worn postscript: “ Please send me-dollars.” That night as we ground out the lessons for the next day, we discovered what real study was, what Tech life 41 meant, and our hopes of astonishing- the professors waned quickly. Our spare moments during the next few weeks were spent in getting acquainted with our surroundings and with our fellow students. The class was composed mostly of Massachusetts men, about one-fifth of the members coming from the rest of the states, and one from Japan. Most of us had just come from the finishing touches of mother and different preparatory schools, where probably we were budding geniuses, and had developed that bump called “ ego ” to a considerable extent. The professors, instructors, and our fellow students soon began to apply poultices, which brought the aforesaid bump to its normal size, and they also smoothed down the many angles that appeared in our make-up. As to our associations and surroundings, President T. C. Mendenhall had come to the Institute a few years before, the curriculum of studies had been revised and enlarged, the power laboratory had received a new coat of paint, and the Institute in many other ways had been strengthened. Soon after entering the Institute we were challenged by the Sophs, to a cane-rush. We immediately accepted, and in our first class-meeting were imbued with fierceness and pugnacity by one Boyd, who, mounted on a chair, gave us a red-hot discourse upon the most vulnerable points of the human organ¬ ism, and on the speediest methods of putting our adversaries “ hors de combat.” We painted our faces as a means of recog¬ nizing our classmates, for we were as yet unacquainted, and, arrayed in every kind of wearing-apparel, barring silk hats, entered the fray. By “ jumping the pistol,” the Sophs, sur¬ rounded the cane, and although we followed out Professor Boyd’s instructions to the letter, we were unable to regain our lost ground, and came out of the rush second best, whereat Boyd went home, packed his trunk, and was seen no more. Our studies for the first half were all the same. In looking back to that first year we call to mind Professor Conant and 42 Instructor Eames with their n quantities r - - i at a time, Professor Kinnicutt with his Babcock fire-extinguisher and soda ash process, Dan O’Regan with his quizzes, and Professor Cutler and his rhetoric. The class did not enter into athletics to any extent that fall, the men being unacquainted and class-spirit being in its infancy. Only two men entered the cross-countries, and few went out for football. The chief social event was the reception tendered us by the Y. M. C. A. at Dr. Mendenhall’s home, which we enjoyed greatly, and where much amusement was afforded by Sir Roger and Catherine, his lady fair. Before we realized it, the mid-year exams loomed up before us, and when the battle was over we parted company with many good fellows. Spring soon followed, and the members of our class spent their spare time at baseball, tennis, etc. The class baseball team played the Sophs, and was defeated. “Jack” Wiard, Frank Bowker and “Andy” Mayer crowned themselves with glory in the class games. Our old friends the exams came round again, were soon over, “Joe” Beals gave one long swing of his arms, and “it was perfectly obvious ” that our first year at Tech was over. SOPHOMORE YEAR In the autumn of 1898 we arrived in Worcester, as glad to get back as we were to get away the preceding June. We renewed old acquaintances and related our experiences of the summer. Some had been to the beach, others to the mountains, but many of us had been working and getting practical experi¬ ence along our various lines. Dr. Mendenhall said his little piece in the chapel, and assigned the work for the following day. Professor Conant, “Now, let me think,” and Professor Sinclair attempted to show us the difference between a circle and an ellipse in analytical geometry, while in descriptive geometry Professor Sinclair had us “pass a plane through the 43 end of his finger” (“Curtis, you’ll get cross-eyed”), and made us “jump around like a pea on a hot shovel.” Dr. Mendenhall did a few sleight-of-hand tricks for us with the magic mirrors in physics whenever he was there, but usually Professor Beals entertained us by his acrobatic feats. He could erase more blackboard than any man living, and his “perfectly obvious” “ rough approximations ” could be heard all over the building; still we managed to get a little sleep during his lectures, in spite of all disturbing influences. Professor Cutler taught us how to pronounce “ doch ” and “noch” in scientific German, and long shall we remember the day he told Bruce to “read between the lines.” After the initial impulse, we read with ascending interest Die Harzreise in classical German, but the climax was reached when we read Wilhelm Tell and found we were riding the same steed as Instructor Eames, and with descending interest we finished up with Aus dem Staat, Friedrichs des Grossen, Der Geheimnisvoll Ike, and a few others of the Nick Carter series. Class spirit became stronger as we progressed in our course. Benefited by the experience of the previous year, we won the cane-rush easily from the Freshmen (1902). Perkins, Dickinson and Brown were on the cane. Exasperated and disgusted at the boasts of 1900 over their few victories, we felt it our duty to show them that there were others, and accordingly entered a few men in the cross-country runs, winning out easily. Hatch, Baker, E. B. Freeman, Bowker and others showed speed and pluck, scoring many points for the class. Football, the study of nature, and other outdoor sports took up our spare time until winter came, and then skating in Salisbury and Elm parks was our favorite pastime. Winter passed, and also the mid-year examinations with the usual quota of “ missing.” In the spring our class ball-team defeated our old rivals, 1900, in a hair-raising contest. The game was won in the ninth inning with two men out, two men on bases, and two runs needed to win, by Art Lamb’s “ two-bagger,” 44 when 1900, enraged at their defeat, attempted to carry a libelous sign around the field. A bloody and fiercely fought sign-rush followed, in which we inflicted upon 1900 a defeat so decisive that they never forgave us. After the rush, 1900, battered and discolored like a cat that had been out all night, sneaked home clothed in barrels. That night, pleased with ourselves, our class, and the world, we slept the sleep of the brave, but “while we sleep others rise to fame,” and in the wee sma ' hours four of our class made themselves famous all the world over by the artistic way in which they decorated the barn. In the class field-day, Bowker, Thrower and Wiard distin¬ guished themselves, while Truell, Maynard and Hatch sustained the reputation of the class on the ’varsity ball-team. Examina¬ tions came around in due time, and again we parted company for the summer. JUNIOR YEAR We returned in the fall of ’99 to enjoy our junior rest, which we had looked to all through our course. We had built air- castles of how we would spend our evenings, and how we would make up for lost time and give Worcester society the benefit of our company. But Professor Duff with his physics laboratory reports, Professor Cutler with his syllabi and outside reading, Professor Haynes in political economy, and the rest of the taskmasters in their various subjects, scattered our pipe- dream to the winds, and we became the same grinds as of yore. We found our old friend, English literature, much the same as in the Freshman year, sentimentality and bluff again “being at a premium.” We carefully cultivated the useful art of acquiring complete knowledge of a book by reading the title and introduction. “ I like Macaulay’s style very much,” said one of our wags as he read one of his prize essays standing in the front of the recitation-room, holding in one hand the manuscript and shaking the other hand at his classmates behind his back. 45 We met Professor Haynes for the first time in political economy, and enjoyed our work under him very much. Enough wit and good humor were scattered through his recitations and lectures to take away their monotony. We spent four hours a week in physics laboratory getting data, and about forty-four hours a week doctoring results. Athletics this year received their usual attention. In the cross-country runs our class won first easily. The most important event of the course was our half-way thro’ banquet. The evening of November third saw us all gathered at the Bay State in Worcester. Our toastmaster and class president that afternoon escaped by the length of a coat-tail, after a hard chase through alleyways and passages, from being captured by ambitious 1900 men. Most of the class reached the hotel after considerable difficulty and many hand-to-hand contests with other class-men. Messrs. Loomis and Perkins, to sharpen their appetites, took a ride to Holden, but returned in time for the banquet, while Jack Wiard, between love and duty, chose the latter. That night, in spite of the rain, the other class-men and about half the city of Worcester gathered in front of the hotel. We resembled those in a besieged castle with the rabble outside. Occasionally we would sally forth and capture a few of the besiegers, who later in the evening amused us greatly with their antics. Through the kindness of some of the guests of the house we were able to secrete our prisoners when the police searched the house. Never, never were captives cared for more tenderly or given such attention. Budweiser shampoos, extra clothing, and all other luxuries were accorded them. But hark! Cries rend the air! The rabble without are yelling ferociously. We rush to the windows and see the throng swaying back and forth. Our class has sallied forth to make another capture, and is fighting the rabble fiercely, though the police are trying to restore order, so we rush down stairs to the assistance of our comrades. Thus it was until it was an¬ nounced that the feast was ready, when we changed our attention 46 from the canaille, leaving them to chew their cud, while we feasted on delicacies fit for the gods. It is unnecessary to say that 1901 rose to the occasion, and that the toasts were witty and well received. Mid-year examinations followed soon, and we left the enthrall¬ ing subjects of political economy and English literature, having in their stead metallurgy, mineralogy and political science. In the latter we learned that the way to obtain a pass to visit the House of Commons in England was to apply to some Irish member, and that “no man can argue on his knees.” We began to study the pig (iron) in metallurgy, while in mineralogy we found out how to distinguish between a moonstone and a diamond, and to admire Danny’s well-formed models. That spring the class baseball team defeated 1900 with little difficulty, and we won second in the class field-day. Thrower, H. E. Maynard and Dillingham especially distinguished them¬ selves by their good performances. Examinations afforded us a week of pleasure and ended the Junior year. SENIOR YEAR. September of 1900 saw us back at the Institute ready for work, and determined to make the most of our Senior year. We realized that at the end of the year we would have to account to the world for the “ talents ” that it gave us. The dignity of our new position as Seniors was irksome at first, but we adapted ourselves gradually to our increased responsibilities. Our studies were different for the various courses, having only one subject in common, argumentation. In this, under the skillful guidance of Professor Coombs, we were, at the end of a few weeks, transformed into skilled debaters. We felt that the cross-country runs would be more exciting and arouse more interest if we refrained from entering, since we had won them for the last two years, and accordingly we rested on our laurels and did not participate. This being presidential year, the usual campaign parades took 47 place. Most of the class marched in the Republican parade, heading- the Tech delegation. Considerable difficulty was experienced in deciding who should play the bass-drum on this occasion. It was a delicate question, as there were many fine musicians in the class, but it was finally settled, however, by having Frank Bowker preside at the instrument on account of his popularity and musical ear. The question also arose as to who should carry the transparency, but George Bennett easily outstripped all competitors on account of his noble carriage and knowledge of mechanics. So we can see now as then the class of 1901 marching gaily along, the admiring throng greeting them with cheers, showering them with flowers, red fire burning, and the band (bass-drum and fife) playing our favorite tune, “ There’s a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea.” As a reminder of all the fun we had that night, the class was presented with a bill for the torches and other paraphernalia that mysteriously disappeared. It was agreed that it be paid, the Democratic delegation being absent from the class meeting. We attended the Park Theatre in a body the night that the election returns came in. The stage was decorated with Tech banners and flags, and the performers catered to the class. We joined in all the choruses, and had a jolly good time without carrying things to excess. Our liberality did not stop here, however, as we presented one of the Venus-shaped actresses with a bouquet of flowers—a cabbage. After the performance we marched until the returns of the election were announced, and then hied ourselves to Bancroft hill, where we had a bon-fire to celebrate the victory. Brush-heaps, fences and outbuildings for miles around disappeared that night, and there was a wood famine in that vicinity the following day. The banquet of ’02 was held at Leicester about this time, and many of our members went to considerable expense in providing hacks for some of the Juniors, and in going to Leicester to make it more pleasant for them. We kindly ate their ice-cream, cut the electric wires of the hotel, and saw that the banqueters were 48 not molested by the police force—one constable. The town officials extended their hospitality to us, and the town clerk entertained us with song. Social duties demanded some of the time of the already over-worked Seniors. One of the most pleasing incidents of our stay at Tech was the Senior Promenade. Previous classes had attempted similar functions, but with little success. It was decided to have one, however, after much opposition and but little encouragement. Thanks to the earnest endeavors of the committee and Mrs. Mendenhall, it was carried through most successfully. The affair took place in the museum of the mechanical laboratory, which was nicely decorated for the occasion. Most of the Faculty were present with their wives, and helped by their presence to make it a success. As we go to press the chemists are away on a tour of inspection and dissipation, and the electrics are planning a visit to the Pan-American Exposition at Buffalo. So the course has been an eventful one. To tell it all is impossible. And near the close of the chapter of Institute life, we realize what firm friendships have grown among us, and away down deep in our hearts we see memories stored that in days to come will cast an ever brightening halo about the old class and our life at Tech. ' TO? ' 49 SENIOR CLASS Baker, Carrol H. Bennett, George G. Bowker, Frank S. Brown, Theodore Bruce, Alfred W. Burford, William R. Davis, Myron E. Freeman, Ernest B. Gallup, David L. Hatch, Arthur G. Curtis, Varnum P. Fish, Charles L. Fisher, Charles T. Aldrich, Charles H. Dillingham, Frank T. Freeman, J. Walter Atherton, Ralph E. Bryant, J. Myron Conant, C. Arthur 0 0 0 Mechanical Engineers Hibbard, Robert L. Holter, Norman F. Howe, George K. Kingsbury, Ralph E. Lamb, Arthur W. Lincoln, H. Bardwell, Jr. Loomis, Evarts G. Macnamara, George R. McIntosh, James B. McLaughlin, James L. Merriam, Robert W. £ Civil Engineers Gray, James P. Greene, Earle W. £ Chemistry Fuller, Henry C. Hapgood, Roswell T. Hosmer, Harry A. Electrical Engineers Cook, Arthur L. Davis, Arthur P. Hayes, Clifton R. Irons, Harold G. Mitchell, Richard M. Pease, Giles S. Quinby, Judson R. Rockwell, Alfred C. Sherman, Harrie H. Stewart, Charles E. Thrower, Ernest L. Truell, Karl O. White, Merton G. Williams, Richard F. Lindsay, Melville D. Warfield, Ralph M. Mayer, Andrew, Jr. Maynard, Edward W. Moore, Roy W. Maynard, Howard E. Rogers, Joseph W. Wiard, John B. 50 PAST MEMBERS |6 Adams, John W. Barnes, Albert L. Bartlett, George A. Bloch, Jesse A. Bowen, J. Frank Bowker, Charles A. Brown, Wendall A. Calver, Arthur W. Chambers, Alfred H. Coggeshall, Robert F. Cromwell, Robert H. Davis, Charles E. Davis, Oscar S. Dickinson, D. Harry Dunklee, Harry W. F. Foster, Addison L. Gilbert, Walter M. Goodell, Herbert A. Graves, Louis W. Greene, Harry H. Heald, Arthur N. Hutchins, Edward McFarland, George S. Peirce, Arthur C. Perkins, Benjamin F. Pettibone, Harry V. Rice, Edward F. Riggs, Lewis W. Sanford, George E. Smith, F. Eugene Thompson, Eugene D. Warner, Charles N. 5i OFFICERS OF THE CLASS OF 1901 |6 Freshman Year First Term. President, J. B. Wiard. Secretary , F. S. Bowker. Treasurer , R. E. Kingsbury. Second Term. President , A. W. Calver. Secretary , C. H. Baker. Treasurer , D. L. Gallup. Sophomore Year First Term. President , C. L. Fish. Secretary , J. P. Gray. Treasurer , E. G. Loomis. Juni First Term. President, R. E. Kingsbury. Secretary , K. O. Truell. Treasurer , E. L. Thrower. Second Term. President , A. W. Lamb. Secretary , J. L. McLaughlin. Treasurer , H. H. Sherman. Year Second Term. President , E. W. Maynard. Secretary , C. R. Hayes. Treasurer , R. W. Merriam. Senior Year First Term. President, H. G. Irons. Secretary , F. T. Dillingham. Treasurer , A. Mayer, Jr. Second Term. President , E. B. Freeman. Vice-President , C. H. Baker. Secretary , A. L. Cook. Treasurer , Theo. Brown. 52 ZE.LOTE.S WOOD COOMBS, A. M. Assistant Professor of Modern Languages ROFESSOR Coombs was elected our most popular professor. From our first acquaintance with him back in our freshman year, he has been both a firm friend and an able teacher, and the vigorous manner in which he conducted our senior debates as “ Mr. Chairman,” will long remain in our memories. Professor Coombs was born in Wrentham, Mass., June 8th, 1865. Fie prepared at the Worcester High School, being valedictorian of the class of ’84, and entered Amherst College, from which he graduated in ’88. The following year he taught at the Brooklyn Tech, and later went to the University of Virginia as both student and instructor. In the fall of 1890 he came to the Worcester Polytechnic Institute to assume the positions of clerk and Instructor of Modern Languages. He went abroad in 1894 to study at the University of Berlin, and upon his return was made Assistant Professor of Modern Languages, in which position it has been our pleasure to know him. He is a firm believer in athletics, and has done much for the Institute in that line. We shall always remember with pleasure our acquaintance with him. 53 Pi Iota Chapter of the Phi Gamma Delta Established November 20, 1891. 4 Fratres in Facilitate Leonard P. Ivinnicutt, S. D. Daniel F. O’Regan, S. B. Sydney A. Reeve, M. E. Evander H. Ginn, S. B. Fratres in Collegio Ralph Silas Beers, S. B. ’01 Fred Reynolds Davis, S. B. Frank Sewall Bowker. Theo. Brown. William Robert Burford. Ernest Bigelow Freeman. 02 Roswell Turner Hapgood. Harry Adams Hosmer. Edward Washburn Maynard. Richard Morton Mitchell. Philip Nash Curtis. Adolph Jean Vanelman. ’03 Philip Loff. William Atkins Mackenzie. Raymond E. Shaw. 04 Harry Warner Moorehouse Harold Samuel Bloch. Norman Cooper Davis. Armand Creamer Langdon. Harthan Freeman Leslie. John Holswort Rylands. Le Grand Sterling. Van Mahrs Thompson. 56 LOCKWOOD. - N V Phi Gamma Delta Fraternity Founded in 1848. Color, Royal Purple Roll of Chapters SECTION I Omega Mu, University of Maine. Iota Mu, Massachusetts Institute Technology. Pi Iota, Worcester Polytechnic Institute. SECTION II Alpha Chi, Amherst College. Nu Deuteron, Yale University. Tau Alpha, Trinity College, Delta Nu, Dartmouth College. SECTION III Upsilon, College of the City of New York. Omega, Columbia College. Nu Epsilon, University of the City of New York. SECTION IV Theta Psi, Colgate University. Kappa Nu, Cornell University. Chi, Union College. SECTION V Beta, University of Pennsylvania. Sigma Deuteron, Lafayette College. Beta Chi, Lehigh University. SECTION VI Delta, Bucknell University. Xi, Pennsylvania College. Gamma Phi, Pennsylvania State College. SECTION VII Beta Mu, Johns Hopkins University. Delta Deuteron, Hampden-Sidney College. Omicron, University of Virginia. Zeta Deuteron, Washington and Lee Univ. Beta Deuteron, Roanoke College. Rho Chi, Richmond College. SECTION VIII Alpha, Washington and Jefferson College. Pi, Allegheny College. Sigma, Wittenberg College. Theta Deuteron, Ohio Wesleyan College. Lambda Deuteron, Dennison University. Omicron Deuteron, Ohio State University. Pi Deuteron, Wooster University. SECTION IX Zeta, Indiana State University. Tau, Hanover College. Lambda, DePauw University. Psi, Wabash College. SECTION X Kappa Tau, University of Tennessee. Nu, Bethel College. SECTION XI Alpha Deuteron, Illinois Wesleyan University. Mu, University of Wisconsin. Gamma Deuteron, Knox College. Mu Sigma, University of Minnesota. Chi Iota, University of Illinois. SECTION XII Pi Deuteron, University of Kansas. Lambda Nu, University of Nebraska. Sigma Phi, William Jewell College. Chi Mu, University of Missouri SECTION XIII Delta Xi, University of California. Sigma Tau, University of Washington. 57 Massachusetts Delta Chapter of the Sigma Alpha ILpsilon F raternity Active Members ’01 Myron Eames Davis. Charles Lemuel Fish. James Pierce Gray. Harold Gerard Irons. Ralph Eugene Kingsbury. James Harold Carter. Robert Farrington Coggeshall. Louis Douglas Gilbert. Enoch Perkins. Albert Willis Darling, Jr. Henry Livingstone Fifield. Frederick Loren Gallup. Adelbert Hobbs. Edward Fosgate Brundage. Frederic Keith Hill. Everett Pierce Larkin. Arthur Waldo Lamb. Horatio Bardwell Lincoln. Robert Willson Merriam. Harrie Hazard Sherman. John Bulkley Wiard. ’02 Edgar Howard Reed. Edmund Clarence Sprague. Arthur Moore Williamson. 03 Richard Henry Mirick. Jonas Walter Norcross. Charles Turner Willard. ’04 Joseph Henry Walter. William Harold Warnock. 53 flDassacbusetts Delta Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fraternity Founded in 1856. Colors, Royal Purple and Old Gold. Roll of Chapters PROVINCE ALPHA Maine Alpha, University of Maine. Massachusetts Beta Upsilon, Boston University. Massachusetts IotaTau, Massachusetts Institute Technology. Massachusetts Gamma, Harvard University. Massachusetts Delta, Worcester Polytechnic Institute, PROVINCE BETA New York Alpha, Cornell University. New York Mu, Columbia University. New York Sigma Phi, St. Stephen’s College. Pennsylvania Omega, Allegheny College. Pennsylvania Sigma Phi, Dickinson College. PROVINCE Virginia Omicron, University of Virginia. Virginia Sigma, Washington and Lee University. North Carolina Chi, University of N. Carolina. North Carolina Theta, Davidson College. Pennsylvania Theta, University of Penn. Pennsylvania Alpha Zeta, Penn. State College. Pennsylvania Zeta, Bucknell University. Pennsylvania Delta, Gettysburg College. GAMMA South Carolina Gamma, Wofford College. Georgia Beta, University of Georgia. Georgia Psi, Mercer University. Georgia Epsilon, Emory College. Georgia Phi, Georgia Institute Technology. PROVINCE DELTA Michigan Iota Beta, University of Michigan. Michigan Alpha, Adrian College. Ohio Sigma, Mt. Union College. Ohio Delta, Ohio Wesleyan University. Ohio Epsilon, University of Cincinnati. PROVINCE Kentucky Kappa, Central University. Kentucky Iota, Bethel College. Kentucky Epsilon, Kentucky State College. Tennessee Zeta, Southwestern Presbyterian University. Tennessee Lambda, Cumberland University. Tennessee Nu, Vanderbilt University. Tennessee Kappa, University of Tennessee. Ohio Theta, Ohio State University. Indiana Alpha, Franklin College. Indiana Beta, Perdue University. Illinois Psi Omega, Northwestern University. Illinois Beta, University of Illinois. EPSILON Tennessee Omega, University of the South. Tennessee Eta, Southwestern Baptist University. Alabama Mu, University of Alabama. Alabama Iota, Southern University. Alabama Alpha Mu, Alabama Agricul. and Meehan. College. PROVINCE ZETA Missouri Alpha, University of Missouri. Nebraska Lambda Pi, University of Nebraska. Missouri Beta, Washington University. Arkansas Alpha Upsilon, Univ. of Arkansas. PROVINCE ETA Colorado Chi, University of Colorado. California Alpha, Leland Stanford, Jr., Univ. Colorado Zeta, Denver University. California Beta, University of California. PROVINCE THETA Louisiana Epsilon, Louisiana State University. Mississippi Gamma, University of Mississippi. Louisiana Tau Upsilon, Tulane University. Texas Rho, University of Texas. 59 General Alumni Association President , JOHN M. RUSSELL, ’76. Vice-Pres iden Is. HARRISON P. EDDY, ’91. GEORGE I. ROCKWOOD, ’88. CHARLES M. ALLEN, ’94. Secretary , CHARLES BAKER, ’93. Treasurer , JOHN C. WOODBURY, ’76. Executive Committee. JOHN M. RUSSELL, ’76. GEORGE I. ROCKWOOD, ’88. CHARLES M. ALLEN, ’94. HARRISON P. EDDY, � 9 i. CHAS. A. HARRINGTON, ’95. WALTER S. BALL, ’89 62 The Cleveland Association President , FRANK ABORN, ’72. Vice-President , WILLARD FULLER, ’84. Secretary and Treasurer, FRANK M. KING, ’94, 81 Sixth avenue, Cleveland, Ohio. The Washington Association President , HARRY H. ALLEN, ’87. Vice-President , GEORGE P. TUCKER, ’87. Secretary and Treasurer , WALTER M. FULLER, ’96, Patent Office, Washington, D. C. The Philadelphia Association President , E. HAYWARD FAIRBANKS, ’87. Vice-President , H. P. WHITE, ’81. Secretary and Treasurer , WILLIAM P. DALLETT, ’81. 49 No. Seventh street, Philadelphia, Pa. The Western Association Chicago, Illinois President, JOHN B. ALLAN, ’8o. Vice-President, WILLIAM B. EASTON, ’83. Secretary and Treasurer , HENRY W. CARTER, ’86. Executive Committee. CALVIN H. HILL, ’77. EDWARD E. JOHNSON, ’84. 63 The San Francisco Association President , H. HOMER TRACY, ’91. Vice-President , RONALD P. GLEASON, ’87. Secretary and Treasurer , ROBERT H. TAYLOR, ’95. The New York Association President , T. SPENCER MILLER, ’79. Vice-Pres iden ts . J. BRACE CHITTENDON, ’88. JOHN M. GOODELL, ’88. Secretary , ARTHUR L. RICE, ’91, 80 New York avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y. Treasurer, RALPH WOODWARD, ' 85. £ The Boston Association President , Dr. FRANK A. HIGGINS, ’86. Vice-Presidents. FRANK T. FAY, ’78. FRANK O. WHITNEY, ’71. Secretary and Treasurer , WALTER S. BALL, ’89, Winchester, Mass. 64 W. P. I. A. A. President , E. L. THROWER, ’oi. Vice-President , W. G. HALL, ’02. Secretary , J. C. SPENCE, 03. Treasurer , P. LOFF, From the Faculty. Directors. Student. ’02. Prof. COOMBS. Prof. CONANT. E. L. THROWER, ’01. E. PERKINS, ’02. A. HOBBS, ’03. J. H. RYLANDS, ’04. 65 Football Manager, P. LOFF, ’02. Football Captain, F. P. WALSH, ’03 Baseball Manager, E. D. THOMPSON, ’02. Baseball Captain, F. P. WALSH, ’03 Track-team Manager, F. L. GALLUP Track-team Captain, C. H. LYFORD, ’03 Tennis Club President , CLIFTON R. HAYES, ’oi. Secretary and Treasurer , E. HOWARD REED, ’02. Directors. Dr. JENNINGS, Faculty. H. BARDWELL LINCOLN, - CHARLES S. ROSS, ’02 THE JOURNAL Of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Vol. IV. NOVEMBER, 1900. No. J. EDITORIAL BOARD. E. G. EOOMIS, 1901. ..... Editor-in-Chief. Assistant Editors. J. B. WIARD, 1901. W. G. HALL, ’1902. R. W. NICKERSON, 1903. Alumni Associate Editors. H. W. WYMAN, ’82, J. M. GOODELL, ’88. General Alumni Association. WM. P. DALLETT,’Si, Philadelphia Association. W. M. FULLER, ’96, Washington Association. WILLARD FULLER, ’S4, - Cleveland Association J. B. ALLAN, ’So, . . . Western Association. H. H. TRACY, ’91, . San Francisco Association. ARTHUR L. RICE,’91, . New York Association. C. L. FISH, 1901,.Business Manager. E. H. REED, 1902, .... Assistant Business Manager. Advisory Committee, representing the Faculty. Prof. Conant, Prof. Coombs, Prof. Smith, Mr. Merigold, Mr. Wood, Mr. Allen. 66 President , FRANK T. DILLINGHAM, ’oi. Vice-President , WINTHROP G. HALL, ’02. Recording Secretary , THOMAS W. FERGUSON, 02 Corresponding Secretary , NORMAN F. HOLTER, ’o Treasurer , C. EDWARD DENNIS, ’03. 67 Leader , C. H. ALDRICH, ’oi. Secretary , W. A. JORDAN, 02. J T Musical Association President , E. W. KIMBALL, ’02. Advisory Board , President MENDENHALL, Professor HAYNES, Professor CONANT. Secretary , W. A. JORDAN, 02 Ma nager and Tre as ., R. T. HAPGOOD. ’01 Mandolin and Guitar Club Leader , C. R. HAYES, 01. 63 PERSONAL SKETCHES “ To those who know thee not, No words can paint; And those who know thee, Know all zvords are faint. ERNEST BIGELOW FREEMAN, I . T. A., Mechanic. ‘ 1 The virgin member takes his honored place While beams of modest wisdom light his face. Miiltum in parvo in the man you see, He represents the students’ majesty. Behold their choice ! the pledged midst many a cheer, To give free trade ! free votes ! free cheese and beer !” Our “virgin member” usually answers to the nickname “Ernie.” Came into this “hard but happy world” at the age of sixteen, the time previous having been spent in Millbury on the banks of a still and placid river. Owing to a lack of girls there, he transmigrated to Worcester, but even now is unsatisfied. Since his coming to Tech his gazelle-like form has become familiar to everybody, even the iceman and policeman. Showed great running ability in the cross-cou ntries, but keeps out of athletics because it makes him apoplectic. He stands five feet seven inches. Hence, multum in parvo. Is universally popular up on the hill, and is president of the graduating class. Is also our class phrenologist. CHARLES HERBERT ALDRICH, Chemist. “Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, Wished him five fathoms under the Rialto.” ‘ ‘ Carlos ” is a quiet sort of a chap, except when the strains of some familiar air are started in the labs., and he then improvises the tenor. He led the Glee Club for two years, and under his leadership Tech had the best club in the history of the organization. He went to Boston with the chemists on a tour of inspection, but got lost before leaving the depot, and Moore was appointed to be his guide. Carl wished it to be stated that he is a self-made electrician as well as a chemist. He can always be found holding down a chair in the rear of Central Church choir on Sunday. Is a member of “ Us Glucosides,” as the organic thesis men please to call themselves, and artistically decorated May¬ nard’s thesis bottle with a sign reading: “ Please leave yoUR EAr here .’ 5 RALPH EDWARD ATHERTON, Electric. “ He strides about with hands thrust deeply in his pockets.” “Oh, gee!” and this is Bob, originally a member of ’oo, but realizing the advantages to be gained by graduating with an up-to-date class, he joined us at the beginning of the Senior year. His favorite study is “Thermo,” and his ability as an athlete has been cited by last year’s Aftermath. In conjunction with “ Flat” he has designed some truly wonderful apparatus. He has been in the employ of the New England Telephone Company, and expects to return after graduating. He has been making personal researches on telephone circuits, and it is rumored that he contemplates establishing a line to Mars in the near future. It is understood that the luxuriant growth of his moustache is due to the environment of “Sunnyside.” He has a deep, melodious voice, particularly adapted to telephone cross-talks (with the Exchange girls). CARROL HERBERT BAKER, Mechanic. “ As merry as the day is long.” A little too late for a Christmas carol, being born May 27,1880. He prepared at the Gardner High School, and on entering Tech immediately became one of the Dix street dozen. He has played on the class baseball teams, and was always a heavy point-winner in the cross-country runs. Carrol likes a good time, and is certainly a favorite with the ladies, especially at a dance, where he is in his element. Says he doesn’t smoke, but don’t offer him your last cigarette. Baker has been secretary of the class, and for the last half year was entrusted with the vice-presidency. He has never done anything in water-colors, prefer¬ ring oils. Keen, quick-witted, and ever ready—that’s Bake. P. S.—Bake doesn’t know where Elm park is. GEORGE GREEN BENNETT, Mechanic. “All Nature wears one universal grin.” On Oct. 5, 1879, George undertook his first problem in machine design, adding a foot-note that, while some other designs might be better for special cases, probably his could not be beaten for general merit. George prepared at the Ludlow Union School, and entered the Springfield Industrial Institute, but life was too slow for him there, so he came to Tech, and joined the Y. M. C. A. George has since learned where East Pearl street is, and that it is economically wrong to become engaged while at Tech. His early education must have been neglected, however, for he does not smoke, and says his favorite beverage is water. For the last year Bennett has been helping Hatch hold down the Salis¬ bury labs, on windy nights. Although his favorite war-cry is a declaration that he belongs to the “Tech Y. M. C. A.,” George is really a fine fellow, and we feel sure that if ability and perseverance count for anything, he will come out on top. FRANK SEWALL BOWKER, 4 . T. A., Mechanic. “ From maiden meditation, fancy free.” “Has asked questions for nigh on to twenty-four years, and has yet to be phased.” Thus 1901 always depends on “Bowk” to kill time in the class-room. However, is exceedingly popular with both Profs, and students. Made himself prominent in Sophomore year by his connections with the anti-Coolidge disturb¬ ances in the machine-shop. Was Mr. Coolidge’s greatest worker and “pet,” but as feelings were not mutual, Mr. C. spent many long hours hunting up our capricious hero. Can give Mr. Chandler points on why the elevator used so much water. With Baker, can dance a clog-dance to his own satisfaction. In the cross-countries he has been a first-class point winner for a non-training athlete. Has one of the most interesting thesis topics of the year, “Power Transmission,” and is now an authority on length of belts and sizes of shafting in tension. In other words, Frankie is inclined to be a leg-puller. His knowledge has been greatly increased by several research (?) trips to Providence and Boston. THEOPHILUS BROWN, f . T. A., Mechanic. “All the great artists are dying, and I don’t feel very well myself.” The Worcester county records give Theo’s age as twenty-two, but the Police Gazette differs. For Theo’s life refer to the above-mentioned files, except for the last six months, during which he has devoted himself to his pet, the Aftermath. Theo is a good boy, attends Central Church and Sunday school, and therefore gets good marks from his German professor. He is always in a hurry to do the next thing, and is invariably the first man in and the first man out of the recitation-room. He hands in his reports a week before they are due, and until the last term did not believe in cutting. But the Aftermath is now the first consideration in his mind, and to his untiring energy and skillful pen, much of its success, as well as of its artistic excellence, is due. Theo is still young and nervous, but will get over it when he gets out into the cold and unsympathetic world. ALFRED WILLIAM BRUCE, Mechanic. “ A bold, bad man.” Bruce is the only member left of the original West Boylston delegation which started with us. He was born in 1879, and attended the public schools of his native town until he had absorbed all that they were able to teach him. Alfred has become widely noted during his stay at Tech from the beautiful manner in which he can render that touching little melody entitled, “I Refuse,” with variations. Among his specialties during the Sophomore year was “ Sci ” Dutch. He easily distanced every one in the ease with which he read between the lines, and translated German combinations. He may often be found with the Tech box delegation at the theatre, and has rapidly developed from an innocent country lad into the dashing sport seen on the opposite page. Notwithstanding his pugnacity, Alfred is a mighty good fellow. JOHN MYRON BRYANT, Electric. “ He said, right or wrong, what came into his mind.” On Aug. 23, 1878, John Myron consented to live, and has yet to regret it, although East Templeton was certainly a discouragement. Bryant absorbed everything in the Templeton High School, hands down, and then left for Cushing Academy. It was from this place that he caught sight of Tech while looking in vain for something he didn’t know. Thinking himself cut out for a mechanic, he started on that tack, but an inordinate desire for sparking caused him to become an electric at the end of the Junior year. John takes Maynard’s words and actions as a standard for everything outside of Tech, and while not a lady-killer, enjoys fussing as well as “Howdy.” Has acquired the “Gall-up” habit, and takes to it like a real “hoot mon.” Wears rather a large hat, but means well, and intentions count for considerable. q (s WILLIAM ROBERT BURFORD, E T. A., Mechanic. “He has a beautiful smile” (when he smiles). Bill is a sample of the inhabitants of Salem, Ohio. According to the last census, that town had 37 Indians, 14 dogs and 6 healthy buff Cochin roosters, all under age. He left his wigwam in the fall of ’98, and landed with a whoop in the midst of the Sophomore class. It is thought he has since led some of the war dances that have paced off the career of the class since his advent, and a goodly list of souvenirs from suburban raids hangs from his belt. Too modest to be found plugging, his pull with the powers can only be attributed to a rabbit foot he acquired on East Pearl street in exchange for a small sum of wampum. CHARLES ARTHUR CONANT, Electric. “ With the smile that was childlike and bland.” Arthur, alias “ Shorty,” first began growing in the “one-hoss” town of Leom¬ inster. Just when he reached his elastic limit is a matter of conjecture. It certainly must have been before he came to Tech, for “ Shorty ” is just as short as he ever was. Not even Rocky’s leg-pulling could help matters. Prepared at the local high school, where he became much impressed with the need of a higher education. Accordingly came to Tech. Is not what you would call a “ fusser,” but nevertheless enjoys the companionship of the fair sex. Hasn’t any particular preference as far as we can learn. W 7 as always looking for a cinch, so chose the electric course. Has become quite proficient, like the rest of the electrics, in tell¬ ing how hard he has to work (sitting on high stools and making faces at the ceiling). Is a photographer of some note, and has kindly contributed to this publication some of his masterpieces, which we are pleased to acknowledge at this time. Ought to achieve much success in the future by virtue of his becoming modesty. ARTHUR LEROY COOK, Electric. “ He would wield the thunderbolt of Jove.” “ Arthur,” or “ Cook,” is the shark of the electrical division, a fact which makes him very popular among the mechanics when they write their electrical laboratory reports. His using old church calendars for scribbling paper leads the rest of the hard-working electrics to think that he is a pillar of some church, but no accurate information is at hand in reference to this point. It is generally understood that he was the leader of the original four hundred while he was in the high school. The authorities are seriously considering the advisability of installing a small cash system in the lab. to assist Arthur in getting from one point to another, for at present he actually gets out of breath in his wild search for stray “vaults.” He is, we believe, to start out in his professional career with the General Electric Co. at Schenectady, and we wish him success, but some one should tell Mr. Steinmetz that his job is in danger. VARNUM PIERCE CURTIS, Civil. “By their fruits ye shall know them.” On the outskirts of the city of Worcester, on the shores of a peaceful pond, sheltered by the branches of lofty pines, there nestles a snug cottage. It was here that Varnum Curtis, familiarly known as Barnum’s Circus, first saw the light of day. His youth was quiet and uneventful. His leisure hours were spent in chasing butterflies, picking berries and driving cows. When Varnum arrived at years of discretion his father sought to instruct him in the duties of the farm. His first lessons were in the art of planting, and we who know him best know that to this day he never tires of sowing his wild oats. Varnum next developed a fondness for machinery, and spent many happy hours watching the operations of a cider-mill. Here he first developed a liking for apple-juice, of which he always had a large supply on hand. Happy is the man who passes a Sunday afternoon among the cider-barrels of Curtis’ farm. Varnum is an ardent sportsman, an admirer of the fair sex, and a great reader of French novels. The walls of his room are decked with smiling faces, the spoils of many a conquest. He is a diligent student, and bound to win in the end. We shall all watch him eagerly as he paddles his own dory on the rough sea of life. May success attend his efforts. O w ARTHUR PERCY DAVIS, Electric. “ The hairs of your head are all numbered.’’ On Feb. 6, 1877, it was decreed that Walpole, N. H., should have a represent¬ ative at the Worcester Polytechnic Institute. “ Appie ” prepared for Tech at a private school in Springfield, and came to Worcester to join the ranks of 1901. He imitates the Faculty to the extent of not wearing any hair on the top of his head, so we expect he will become distinguished soon. He was one of those who dis¬ covered (during the Senior year) that they could raise moustaches. He is very regular in attendance at church, and is in general a well-behaved and peaceable member of the class. MYRON EAMES DAVIS, 2. A. E., Mechanic. “ FLis stature reaches to the sky.” “ Fames,” “ Emo,” “ Shorty,” “ Lengthy,” and many other names too numer¬ ous to mention, first began to grow on the 29th of April, 1879. Though April is no longer than the rest of the months. Fames has not stopped elongating yet. There has been just one period in his life when he has been supremely happy, and that was the short time that he did not have to look down when he talked with a girl. But then, we all get our knocks. The boon companion and social adviser of one of the best fellows on the hill is “ that little fellow who goes around so much with the great tall one.” Eames has especial faculties in the line of breaking in paths for the little fellow to follow in, and may be seen many times a week plowing along through the snow at the head of a mournful procession on its way to the beloved Institute. His chief pleasure is in shop, where he may be seen slowly wandering from lathe to lathe, trailing a tall stool after him, alternately looking at the clock and “ Bid.” Eames will always find a lucrative position open to him, for he is above all competitors. FRANK THOMPSON DILLINGHAM, Chemist. “ Whatever anyone does or says, I must be good.” Frank first smiled upon this world in Hawaii twenty-three years ago. To his friends, the chemists, he is known as “Dilly.” The height of his ambition is simply to be good, and to attain this end he has associated himself with innumer¬ able religious organizations. In going through Tech without cribbing, Frank has accomplished a feat almost unparalleled. What success has attended the Tech Y. M. C A. during the past four years, can be directly attributed to Dilly’s care¬ ful oversight. The class owes him a debt of gratitude for his interest in the cross¬ country runs, and for the many points he has won for them in these competitions. The most remarkable thing about Dilly is that, with all his virtue and ministerial deportment, he has never attempted to make converts among the chemists. CHARLES LEMUEL FISH, 2. A. E., Civil. “ As a wit, if not first, in the very first line.” Charlie is a son of Worcester, and prepared for Tech at the Worcester English High School. He first won the admiration of the ladies May 15, 1878. Is a loyal friend on all occasions, has a genial manner and a ready wit. Charlie has a strong pull with all the Faculty, especially with U. Waldo, and is one of the most popular men in the class. Besides keeping his studies well in hand at Tech, he has inci¬ dentally been Class President, business manager of the Tech Journal , toastmaster at the Junior banquet, editor-in-chief of this book, and chairman of the Committee of Ways and Means. CHARLES THURSTON FISHER, Civil. “ Oh, for a drink, oh, for a drink, Oh, for a drink of water fresh and pure.” Thus runs Thirsty’s song, which anyone passing No. 25 Court street can hear. Four years ago, Thirsty, being sixteen years of age, eloped with a high school and wended his way to Worcester. It was with a deep feeling of admiration that we watched the finish of a long, dusty tramp. “Thirsty” had counted ties, sotto voce, all the way from Baldwinsville to Worcester. He could not make very loud sounds, for he was “ an infant,” according to Professor Jones, and had come to Tech to learn the sign-talk such as he had seen some use when “ looking through a pipe with a window in the big end of it.” But Thirsty is a good fellow. We have taught him that to speak out is necessary to success, and that cards and bottles are not allowed in the civil room. JOHN WALTER FREEMAN, Chemist. “ It is not well that man should live alone.” Briida, or Dutch, comes from the little town of Warren, eight miles from Spencer. In the Freshman year he showed considerable ability as a foot-ball player, but his aunt or niece or some one else objected, and his talent was not fully developed. He once tried to ignite the lab. with absolute alcohol, but the prompt arrival of the hose prevented complete combustion. He takes great delight in quizzing “Andy” on all subjects, but this complete compendium of universal knowledge has always a ready answer, and the game goes merrily on. Dutch is more or less of a scrapper, and can often be found in the industrial lab. trying his new blows and tactics on his man Friday (Dillingham), and instruct¬ ing him in the elementary principles of the art. HENRY CORBIN FULLER, Chemist. “Words, words, words!” Henry C. Fuller, better known as “ Herr Fuller,” first began to make calcula¬ tions twenty-one years ago in Worcester. He has continued the practice ever since, and as a result occupies a prominent position in Dr. Kinnicutt’s brigade. He is also acknowledged by all an expert in the use of lurid and picturesque language whenever occasion demands. Like every good American he is a firm believer in the “ Declaration of Independence,” and, acting upon this doctrine, takes a vacation whenever he feels so inclined, turning his attention from the science of Lavoisier to that of Isaak Walton. He is a persistent and rapid worker, and forms, with Moore, his partner in crime, a team bard to beat. DAVID LAMPREY GALLUP, Mechanic. “ He’s a simple little ostrich, but he knows it all.” David Gallup, alias Davy Galloop, was born at Providence, R. I., on Oct. 21, 1878. His first educational steps were taken in that town, the P. M. T. H. S. giving him the finishing touches. Upon leaving that school he decided that his next field for operations would be W. P. I., hence he came to Worcester, paying only half fare, as he could not make the conductor believe he was over five years old. Besides being the most diminutive member of the class, he is without doubt the smartest, and was never known to have anything below an A in his reports. Under the weight of the concentrated extract of gray matter in his cranium, it was found that his neck was in danger of breaking, and hence he always has the latter reinforced by means of a very high and very stiff collar. David is an artist as well as a scholar, and the Board of Editors are under obliga¬ tions to him for many of the beautiful illustrations found in this volume. JAMES PIERCE GRAY, 2 . A. E., Civil. “ They trusted him as men trust quiet men.” Began plugging for his final exam, in mechanics at Ayer, Mass. Smuggled himself into Worcester somehow, and preped at the Classical High School. Doesn’t quite know why he came to Tech, but chose the civil course on account of its difficulty, and has spent his four years looking through a telescope and saying, “U p a little.” Has distinguished himself at Tech chiefly by his cool- headedness and nerve, but also in other things. For instance, in physics lab. he and Fish astounded “ Scotchy ” Duff by obtaining a fine deposition of copper while using a single copper plate for both cathode and anode. Plays baseball well, also football ; the latter especially on trips to Spencer, Boylston, and the Provinces. In short, Jim is a good fellow and firm friend. May his days after leaving Tech be more roseate in hue than his name. EARLE WALCOTT GREENE, Civil. “ But there’s nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.” Earle Vim was born Greene Nov. n, 1879. Being an only child his parents took the usual method for his improvement by sending him to the public schools, and also to the Institute, where he soon became ripe enough for any¬ thing. He very wisely spent his vacations in traveling to the state of Connecti¬ cut. As his father is superintendent in the woolen mill, Earle soon became quite interested in the Weavers. He also found attractions in Boston and North Chelmsford. But, oh Shaw ! we know that Greene is all right. He has a generous disposition, is confident of his ability, and is hopeful that he may have a chance to display it in the wild and woolly West. We all wish him success. ROSWELL TURNER HAPGOOD, 1 . T. A., Chemist. “ Happy the man, of mortals happiest he.” Ross began analyzing milk in 1878 in the city of Worcester, and ever since has been a chemist. Soon after he decided to go to Tech, it is said because, being on the other side of the street from where he lived, it would not require much physical activity or molecular movement to go to recitations and lectures. He therefore entered and prepared for the institution at the Worcester Classical High School. Hap is an ex-member of 1900, deciding after the Freshman year to take a five-year course. He is one of those individuals who never get frustrated or out of patience, is always good-humored, and smiles occasionally like a fat boy does when he hears you mention “ pie.” Besides being a favorite among his colleagues, and quite a vocalist, singing in the Central Church choir during his course at Tech, he has been a member and manager of the Glee Club two years, and manager of the baseball team one year. ARTHUR GERALD HATCH, Mechanic. “ There’s a brave fellow! There’s a man of pluck! ” Arthur became a socialist in that Dewey state, Vermont. He received his early training at the Burlington High School, Vt., and before becoming an illustrious member of the class of 1901, he spent a year at the Providence Manual Training High School. Arthur was more or less of a grind his first few years at Tech, but later he came out of his shell and we found him a pleasant companion. Naughty-one’s reputation has always been upheld in the most admirable manner in cross-country runs, on the track, and in baseball by Ethan Allen’s old friend and schoolmate. ' During his Senior year he has assisted Bennett in holding down the Salisbury laboratories. Arthur, like all other great men from Ver¬ mont, is quiet, but full of grit. CLIFTON RICHMOND HAYES, Electric. “ Oh, for a dam-, oh, for a dam-, Oh, for a damselle fair to look upon.” “Kip’’has dark hair, wears glasses, and plays the mandolin to the extent of one tune, which is, “ Oh, for a dam-.” Now he is in trouble, for his tune was heard, and the one who heard insists upon having “Kip” play it at all times, “ lest he forget ” (his troubles). Has always been a member of the Man¬ dolin Club, and is its present leader. Hails from Fitchburg, having graduated from the high school of that city. “Kip” can mimic anything, and is in his element when guying. However, he is a great friend of ours, and tells us that he is meeting with “complexities” in more than one place, for he has studied and knows (?) everything connected with direct and alternating currents. ROBERT LEONARD HIBBARD, Mechanic. “ Thy voice is a celestial melody.” On July 13, 1879, the natives of Greenfield Hill, Conn., were first charmed by the breaking upon the stillness of the night air of the melodious voice which, f or the last four years, has been the mainstay of the bass end of the Tech Glee Club. After a somewhat migratory existence Bob, or Hib as he is more generally known at Tech, has become entitled to vote with the fishermen of Gloucester. He is fond of telling stories, and can mimic anything. His skill with the pen is shown by some of the sketches in this book. He excels in drawing beautiful women, probably on account of his extended acquaintance among the young ladies of the vicinity of Boston, Worcester and Springfield. He has been promi¬ nent in the Y. M. C. A., and is the best bass singer the Glee Club has had in some time. NORMAN FREDRICK OSCAR HOLTER, Mechanic. “ Of all the arts, great music is the art To raise the soul above all earthly storms.” “Willie” Holter entered upon this life of tribulation in Worcester Oct. 21, 1879. From his infancy he has distinguished himself as an artist and musician of notable ability. He is a prodigy on Gibson art, and some of the work of his pen will be found adding a charm to this Aftermath. He can play Chopin, Beethoven, Liszt, and the piano, and is court musician to the Tech Y. M. C. A. Dislikes the gentler sex except when on a vacation. Capable of pronouncing judgment upon anything, and insists upon cracking horrible puns. With Gallup, his chum, he spent the last vacation in running a freight locomotive back and forth between Boston and Greenfield. This has broadened his view of life con¬ siderably, and has added two brand new puns to his stock. However, Holter is a good fellow, and we expect will make a second Wagner or Paderewski. HARRY ADAMS HOSMER, L T. A., Chemist. “ Pleasure with instruction should be joined.” “ Harry,” or “ Willie ” as he is known to the chemists, started his chemical course Oct. 18, 1879, by investigating the cause and effect of paregoric. He has never been sorry, though he has since learned that there are other things worse than paregoric—electricity, for instance. He prepared at the Gardner High School, and came directly to the Institute. He didn’t take the chemistry course to avoid the shop, but is mighty glad not to have it, his last encounter with “ Hink” not being free from difficulties. Usually wears a pleasant, boyish face, showing no signs of vegetation, and a pipe. Is not much of a landscape artist, but when it comes to buildings has had a little experience. Inclined to be a little bit pessimistic, and worries somewhat over the fair sex. Says he enjoyed Junior English, for he needed the rest. A jolly fellow, a good chemist, and what m ore is necessary ? O GEORGE KNIGHT HOWE, Mechanic. “Doth make night joint laborer with the day.” G. K. was born and bred in the Heart of the Commonwealth, and graduated from the Worcester High School in T896. He worked one y T ear and came to Tech in 1897. George is a typical grind except that he has considerable class spirit. His favorite study is calculus, and he is the first man in the class in scholarship. Among those that know him well he is well liked, but for the most part lacks sociability. George is a strong Y. M. C. A. man, and although it is not generally known, he is an ardent admirer of the fair sex. Walking is his favorite pastime, and he can be seen going to Tech any day at the rate of ten miles an hour with a bag and a red sweater. HAROLD GERARD IRONS, 2. A E., Electric. “His .study was but litel on the Bible.” Nicknamed “Flat” by his lady friends, was a shining light in 1900 till some one blew him out, and he joined us in our Freshman year. “ Flat” comes from Fall River, but says there is too much water in the town to suit him. Is seldom seen out after dark except to attend the “ Wednesday evening meeting.” Attends Tech nominally, but goes to the Worcester Academy on the side. Harold led a merry life in his Freshman year, and deposited much of his money in the Mechanic and Elm street banks. He is an electrician by reputation, but a gentleman of leisure by occupation. Won the class Presidency the first half of the Senior year against a strong field of nominees. Has never taken a cut from bon-fires, and has generously given the buildings the benefit of his artistic ability on several occasions. RALPH EUGENE KINGSBURY, 2. A. E., Mechanic. “What’s in a name?” Ralph made New Haven, Conn., famous July 1, 1879, and a few years later the Worcester English High School was honored by graduating this keen-witted individual. Since coming to Tech he has been one of the trio which has daily come to the Institute from Woodland street to help make life pleasant for the members of the Faculty. He has always had a strong liking for mechanics, and it has been naughty-one’s strongest desire that he might follow in the footsteps of his noble predecessor, Professor A. Kingsbury. During his Freshman year he was one of the leading tenors in the wood-room chorus, his favorite song being, “And Murphy He W T altzed with the Strawberry Blonde.’’ Ralph is noted for his dry humor and his skill with the pencil. He has always been an active and popular member of our class, having been President, Treasurer, and Chairman of the Class Supper Committee. ARTHUR WALDO LAMB, 2. A, E. , Mechanic. “Strong, and great, a hero.” Arthur, alias Pa, was first exhibited among the studious surroundings of Northampton just twenty-three years six months ago. Pa, from whose mouth drop words of wisdom and counsel, has been our steady, slow-going patriarch, to whom we were glad to go as a species of “ rock of ages ” amidst the maelstrom of Tech life. From counselling the ungodly individual, he undertook to advise the great mass of the rest of us, having held the office of President of 1901, director and vice-president of the Athletic Association, and captain of our class ball nine, and a member of the track-team. During his Freshman year he was a favorite guest at the home of one of our professors, but ended suddenly all these giddy pleasures by springing innocently that old conundrum, “ What is the difference between the Prince of Wales, a monkey, and a bald-headed man?” Pa believes firmly in “ undiluted cold, healthy water” as a lever beverage, and has been assigned by Dr. Mendenhall to the staff of Mrs. Nation as joint engineer. We predict a great weeping and gnashing of teeth when Arthur leaves Worcester. Q., CVl ‘ tf V_ HORATIO BARDWELL LINCOLN, JR., 2. A. E., Mechanic. “A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.” On the 16th of December, 1877, Bard first raised his hand for a question, and he seems to still have a great propensity to pose as an interrogation-mark. “Bard,” “Bid,” or plain “Lincoln,” is very fond of horses ; will tell you the family history of any piece of horse-flesh in Worcester. The fair sex has played a very important part in Bard’s career, for as one of his particular friends remarked, “ He is just the cutest little boy you ever saw.” He can be seen any Sun¬ day evening rushing the corn-popper around the aisles of Piedmont Church, for Bardwell is a faithful servant. Never was known to go anywhere without first consulting “Emo”—in fact, he looks up to Eames as a bright and shining example. To see the look of care and dirt spread over Bard’s face as he toils in shop, is an inspiring sight never to be forgotten. He is in for a good time all the time. We shall expect to hear of Bard’s accepting the Presidency of some large card-clothing mill in the near future. MELVILLE DYER LINDSAY, Civil. “ Do others, or they will do you.” Melville D. Lindsay began singing rag-time twenty-three years ago, but it shouldn’t be considered any reflection upon his veracity to say that his teeth don’t show it. In addition to being one of the few civils fortunate enough to hold communion with 1901, Lindsay is a sort of walking encyclopaedia of fact, fancy and fiction, and can argue with equal facility and felicity on anything from the sublime to the ridiculous, although on the whole he is little given to frivolity. No small portion of Lindsay’s four years at Tech have been spent in periodical chases, at regular intervals, to Station A in search of letters from Washington. His shoes have gone over the route so frequently that if stuck outside his room and started they would make the journey alone. Lindsay revels in the possession of a Stradivarius, or some other queer-named violin, that he tenderly takes away with him on vacations. He has a peculiar habit of flying to Washington upon a moment’s notice whenever the no-school signal blows, and he never trusts the cherished Stradivarius to remain behind in Worcester. The rumor is afloat that some day he expects to give a chamber concert in the White House. But after all Lindsay is all right, and it is a good gamble—something Lindsay never indulges in, by the way—that he can answer more questions on more subjects than any man in the class. EVARTS GREENE LOOMIS, Mechanic. “ Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.” Evarts was born in San Rafael, Cal., twenty-one years ago, but following the advice, “Young man, go West,” he almost immediately left for Japan, where he lived until he was thirteen. He prepared for Tech at the Newton High School. During his sojourn here he has been connected with the Journal, and is now its editor-in-chief. He is also assistant editor of this book. Is not a grind, but nevertheless is a wizard in mathematics. While of rather a retiring disposition, Evarts is certainly a general favorite, and is always ready to lend a helping hand. GEORGE RUTHERFORD MACNAMARA, Mechanic. “ Better late than never.” Macnamara, who also answers to the names George. Mac and Bricky, believes that the clock on Boynton Hall is leading a fast life, and has been trying to teach it by force of example not to be in such a hurry. George joined our class at the beginning of the Junior year, having become weary of the company of 1900. He is noted for his red hair, good nature, frankness and generosity. He is a hard worker, and may always be counted on to do his share of anything that comes up. When he is not visiting his fair friends at the Oread, he may generally be found perched on top of the economizer, looking as though he had. just emerged from a barrel of flour. He is a member of the Board of Editors of this book, and has always helped the class whenever occasion has offered. S. T ' Trf ? (L d JUs ANDREW MAYER, Jr., Chemist. “ Thy modesty is a candle to thy merit.” Andy, sometimes called “Blow-pipe” Andy because of his skill with this instrument, came to Tech from Brooklyn. As a chemist he has already won distinction, it being freely admitted that he can do more complicated and varied stunts than Stas himself. Andy’s ability in the vaudeville line is of no mean order, his execution of the famous George Washington wing dance being some¬ thing beyond comprehension. His enormous repertoire of songs, classic and otherwise, has often served to drive dull care away, and many times a ray of sunshine has burst upon the hearts of his comrades as his rich baritone voice has rolled forth, adding its melodious fullness to some laboratory symphony. His affinity for explosive mixtures is said to rival that of metallic sodium for water, and we have reason to believe that this has led even Andy to become at times “a little dippy.” EDWARD WASHBURN MAYNARD, 4 . V. A, Chemist. “All is not gold that glitters.” “Ted” comes from Jamestown, Newport, Washington, and way stations. Has played on the baseball team every season, and captained the team in 1900, and has also served on the football team, where he showed his nerve, but “cussed” his luck that he didn’t weigh more. “ Ted” has had a bum knee so long that he walks stiff-legged from force of habit. He is noted for his red hair, good nature and sobriety. Our friend makes persistent attempts to put “Ben” out of business, but does not use the “Nation” method. He is not in love with Tech, but thinks Dr. Kinnicutt the real article. Once told the Doc that he didn’t lead an orchestra, but led a band of Dagoes in Keene last summer. Is fond of debating, and will chew over anything for the sake of an argument. HOWARD EDWARD MAYNARD, Electric. “A rolling stone gathers no moss.” From the town records of Amherst, we learn that Howard was born March 16, 1879. He prepared for college at the high school of that quiet town, and graduated from M. A. C. in ’99, receiving the degree of S. B. His thesis on “The Future of Electricity” was one of the best, and he straightway came to Tech in order that he might aid in the realization of his prophecy. Though Howard did not join us till our Junior year, his jolly and pleasing ways won for him the esteem of his classmates. He must have missed the Aggie life with its study of nature, for of his own accord he at once cultivated a large “beat” and could be seen picking up Morse at all hours. He is an athlete from the word go, his best distances being the half, and mile. He helped ’01 to win the cross¬ country championship in ’99, is an enthusiastic golfer, and President of the Tech Hootmon Golf Club. JAMES BURTON McINTOSH, Mechanic. “A modest youth.” “Hoot mon. ” “Bertie,” otherwise known as “Mac,” “Mac Rubber,” and “ Gossamer,” is our nearest approach to John Bull, hailing from Frederickton, N. B., where he arrived in 1879 on a ver y rainy day—which accounts for his name. First cast his lot with us in the J unior year, preferring Tech to Perdue. In all respects is a model young man and one of our hardest students. dancing is all foolishness, and doesn’t know the location of “Jere’s.” Thinks Was a “silent” member of the Silent Is in combination with Williams in the seen in the laboratory on thesis days, pump work, and shouting directions at Williams. Works once likes to make as much noise as possible while doing it. Four at their seven-eighths way thro’, production of “liquid” air, and can be calmly seated in a chair watching his in a while, and e -,e yiu Qj -f yf . y rTsc ??t.. Tyu yic i. (Zt (7 Ztrtn£s ' JAMES LEO McLAUGHLIN, Mechanic. “ Wit, now and then, struck smartly, shows a spark.” Began borrowing matches from White Feb. 9, 1878, and still prefers his to all others. For a long time he wore badges, sacred to the memory of his marksman¬ ship while a member of the Clinton City Guards, Co. K, 9th Regiment. His response to “ Our Class ” at the “ Half Way Thro’ ” was a masterpiece of oratory, its effect being greatly increased by his vest. Was our class secretary during one term. His good nature, never-failing fund of stories, and loyalty to friends have made him one of the most popular men at Tech. He is a member of the Board of Editors of this book. 4 ROBERT WILSON MERRIAM, 2. A. E,, Mechanic. “ On with the dance.” “ Cordaville ! Cordaville! Don’t leave any bundles on the train.” Consequently Bob stayed at Cordaville on the 14th of December, 1879, but not being able to bear confinement sought the classic atmosphere of Middletown, where he pre¬ pared for Tech, and with an eight-inch triple-expansion non-condensing smile, stood before Doc. together with the rest of our aggregation. Early in his course he went into partnership with O. S. Davis for the purpose of attaining literary and mathematical renown. Bob has gradually evolved from a blushing youth to a bold, bad sport—witness his mysterious weekly trips to Westboro. We have assurance that he selected his thesis subject with auto-bubble fussing in view. A good fellow, and bound to succeed—enough said. RICHARD MORTON MITCHELL, t . T. A., Mechanic. “ Thou cherub! whose footsteps lightly tinkle where’er they fall.” ‘ Dick,” or “ Mitch,” either of which “ nicks” he goes by, joined naughty-one from the forces of the Classical High School, where, we are told, his record as a ‘‘ bluffer ” was hard to beat. His accomplishments in this line have stood him in good stead since his arrival “ on the hill,” especially in mechanics. His forte has always been shop practice, whether on Bliss’ field or on the elevator, being equally good in either position. Has played on the class baseball team from the first, and also gave us a treat at the banquet. Has a way, all his, of making his presence known, which reminds one of the din of an over-due thunder-storm, scarcely perceptible at first, but increasing on nearer approach. Dick has been a prominent member of the class, and is responsible for the financial success of this book. He feels sure of graduating, and is looking forward to real work. ROY WESSON MOORE, Chemist. “ His martial stride, which others trie d, would stamp him as a model anywhere.” Roy is known in Tech as “ Kid Moore,” or the “Kid.” He came to Tech from the Worcester High School, where he learned nearly everything of importance concerning the science of chemistry. His object in coming to Tech was simply to review his work prior to taking up advanced studies in Germany. Roy’s sole ambition is to get more work done than anybody else, and can generally be found in the organic laboratory at any time during the day or night. He says he likes laboratory work much better than farm work. His chief amusement is derived from scraps with Ted, Hosmer and Freeman, and the pleasure he derives from these little bouts does not seem to be lessened in the least by the fact that he always gets the worst of it. He was once known to blow three dollars to see a show at the Worcester Theatre. His favorite term of endear¬ ment is, ” You gor ram fried egg.” GILES SWEETSER PEASE, Mechanic. “ Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow.” Giles first began raising a ’tache in the year 1877. The air of San Francisco, his birthplace, did not seem to favor its growth, but during his career at Tech it actually became visible, and now attains a prominence—almost. Prepared for Tech at Colby Academy, where the bashfulness for which he is so noted must have been instilled into him, along with French, etc. The atmosphere of Worcester, however, proved demoralizing to his native innocence, and he developed into a real wicked youth, with a fondness for his class-pipe and Bass’ ale. which was exceeded only by an unnatural craving for excitement in the form of French balls, etc. During his Senior year got into trouble with the “ Board of Strategy,” but emerged with flying colors. Pease’s great desire in life is to design locomotives, which he believes—and we hope—will go. JUDSON RAYMOND QUINBY, Mechanic. “All hell broke loose.” Judson, alias Jud, or Petit, hails from Quaker street, New York, where he first came into prominent notice Dec. it, 1877. Prepared at George School, Newtown, Pa., at which place he acquired an appetite for duck. One of the pillars of the Society of Friends, but when the spirit moves—! ! bzxw! ! During his sojourn in Worcester he has won a large circle of lady friends and admirers. Is a member of the “Silent Four,” and did himself proud attheir “seven-eighths way thro’.” Would never make a farmer, as he couldn’t stop a pig in an alleyway. Has a tendency to procrastinate, but can usually be relied upon. Would do better, especially in mechanics, if he didn’t hit the pipe so much. Is making himself famous with his single-acting compound engine, and knows how to remedy defects in late admission—with a latch-key. Wants to do Buffalo and the fair after June 13th, then he intends to open up an office as a consultingsteam-engineer. ALFRED CROCKER ROCKWELL, Mechanic. “A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! ” Alfred, or Teddy, as he is more familiarly known to his intimates, first opened his eyes to the light of this world in a little clearing known to his parents as “ Leominster.” Here Teddy was “raised” on porridge and milk, and living in the wilds as he did, became so thoroughly conversant in “horse-lore” as to be able to tell the difference between a pacer, a fetlock, and a box-stall . It is sup¬ posed that most of his learning found its way into Teddy’s mind along with his A, B, C’s. But a change was to come in Teddy’s life. His pater designed in his mind’s eye a machine for automatically shearing goats, whose hair he intended to spin into woolen yarn, and he desired that “ his boy should git lamin’ ’nough ” to make and run his machine. “We two could make fi’ hundered apiece easy a-shearin’ the neighbors’ goats.” Understanding all the circumstances, Tommy permitted Teddy to come to Tech, where he has learned—1st, that all the world is not composed of horse-flesh; 2d, that his pater’s “ goat-shearing ” machine is radically wrong; 3d, that there is no royal road to learning. However, Rocky is a good fellow, and we are glad to note that he is among those elected by the Faculty to receive a sheep-skin. JOSEPH WILLIAMS ROGERS, Electric. “ Had sigh’d to many, though he loved but one.” Joe began his weary work of learning at the Institute some five years ago, but not caring for the companionship of the class of 1900 he joined the class of 1901, where he has been since. His birthplace is Hyde Park, although for many years he has made his home in Barre. During his life at school he has made many friends. Interested in athletics, his many victories in the cross-country runs, where he has won 599 points, have won for him the name of “Champion.” He has also been a member of the Banjo Club. Like all of us he has his faults; he cannot keep away from Main street, and those of the gentle sex demand much of his time. Still, on the whole he is where his work demands him, and he is held in great esteem by all his friends. Jr ' HARRIE HAZARD SHERMAN, 2. A. E., Mechanic. “ One good turn deserves another.” Harrie began spinning the web of life at Valley Falls, R. I., and after preparing at the Pawtucket High School, decided that Tech was suited to his retiring disposition. Surprised his parents at a very tender age, when, after an alarming series of gurgling, guttural sounds, he succeeded in very distinctly pronouncing, “Where’s Art?” He is an acrobat of no mean ability, and is credited with having performed a more marvelous feat than any other living man. Harrie is very popular on the hill, is a good student, and gives every promise of success in life. CHARLES EDWARD STEWART, Mechanic. “ Two heads are better than one.” Charley hails from Hopkinton, where he first came into public notice twenty- one years ago. He prepared at the local high school, where he was fired with the ambition to do something for his native town. Accordingly he decided on a course at the W. P. I. Hopkinton still swells out its chest at the thought of it. Charles is a great favorite with the fair sex, who can’t help but adore his pretty towhead. Lately, however, he has confined his attentions to one only, much to the consternation of his other admirers. Thinks Superintendent Carroll’s force should be cut down—by one. Expects to teach manual training after graduation. ERNEST LISCOM THROWER, Mechanic. “ Behold in him a man of consummate bravery.” On Jan. 24, 1879, Thrower had his first idea in “steam,” and he has had at least one in stock ever since. He graduated from the Gardner High School in ’97, and decided immediately to give Tech the benefit of his “ mental images.” His career in track athletics has evidently been affected by his name, his strong points being the hammer and discus. He made the football and class baseball team, and has been President of the Athletic Association. Has a familiar way of giving advice and trying to “stick” the Profs, which is apt to be misleading. He considers that he and Sid have a “corner” on “steam,” and takes to the subject like a duck, due probably to his being a Baptist. Intensely interested in gas analysis, he might have been seen one rainy night perched upon the foundry- stack, ostensibly for purposes of investigation. Quick to see a joke, quicker to play one, he has nerve and push, and should succeed. KARL OTTO TRUELL, Mechanic. “ Their only labor was to kill the time, And labor dire it was and wea ry woe.” Karl, Karlo, or Amos, first cried for Castoria in Nashua, N. H., Aug. 23, 1878. The particular brand cried for must have been Pitcher’s, judging from his base¬ ball career. Karlo graduated from the Nashua High in ’97, and started for Worcester that fall. The only reason for his locating on Eden street probably, is that he landed in the city late in the eve , and may have “ ’ad ’em ” at the time. In baseball Truell did good work on the ’varsity for two years, and was the mainstay of our class team. Is the least bit shy on hair, but says it prevents him from being hot-headed. Doesn’t smoke, and counts ten before swearing. Can express himself forcibly, however, if necessary. Has a gait like Dick Mitchell’s, and a dislike for ’02, but can be depended upon at all times for either fun or good, hard work. 4 RALPH MERRIAM WARFIELD, Civil. “ Every lover is demented.” It was on the bright autumn morning of Sept. 12, 1880, that Ralph made his advent into this world of sin. He came a-cooing and a-kicking, and has been kicking ever since. The rural village of North Oxford claims him as her son, and there on a farm, fed on good Jersey milk, Ralph was “ started on the journey of life.” Some time ago Ralph became dissatisfied with his physiognomy, and decided to improve its looks with a moustache, but for some unknown reason it persisted in taking a rest after reaching the phenomenal length of two-hundredths of an inch. Ralph has an Amy -able disposition, and is exceedingly fond of the fairer sex. He claims victims of his charms in most of the New England states, and is now anxious to try his luck in the West. We wish him success in future life. MERTON GEORGE WHITE, Mechanic. “ Two lovely berries moulded on one stem: So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart”— (Jack and Mac). Merton came into Farnumsville, Mass., Jan. 16, 1880, with Smith’s Notes on Electricity under his arm. The town was too slow for him, so he migrated to Worcester Academy, there preparing for Tech, as his father did before him. He had been at the Institute but a few days when he got in a wrestling match with McLaughlin, and they have been boon companions ever since, ready to meet all comers. Merton’s chief characteristic is his ability to run things, and he took the mechanics course on account of his fondness for “ machines.” He has never been absent from bon-fires, or other exercises that are a part of the course though not mentioned in the catalogue. He is the assistant business man¬ ager of this Aftermath, was chief promoter of the Senior promenade, and once won fame as a painter. JOHN BULKLEY WIARD, 2. A. E., Electric. “ I’s mighty wicked, anyhow. I can’t help it.” “Jack” was escorted into New Britain, Conn., by two burly policemen during the wee small hours of Oct. 12, 3877• He “preped” at the New Britain High School, and in the fall of ’97 came to the Bay State and entered Tech. Here his greatness was immediately recognized, resulting in his election to the class Presidency for the first half. He then bought a pipe and a box of Golden Sceptre, and since has occupied a prominent position in the class and in Tech, having served on “The Half Way Thro’” Committee, and also as secretary of the Athletic Board, associate editor of the Journal, and Glee Club pianist (one-night stands only). As a bicyclist he makes up in gear for what he lacks in stride. His candidacy for first fusser in the class is greatly strengthened by his ability to “ rattle the box. ” If “Jack” survives commencement night, we look to him for a brilliant future. RICHARD FRANCIS WILLIAMS, Mechanic. “Woman, woman, lovely woman.” Richie was born in 1879 in this staid old city of Worcester. He was such a shark at C. H. S. that he was admitted to Tech after a three years’ sojourn there, during which time he made a decided hit as an athlete. Since he first climbed “ the hill ” he has proved himself a good student and a hard worker by taking up a number of optional courses along with his regular work, such as social functions, nature study, etc. He liked work so much that he used to go to Whitinsville during the summer, where he and “Fat Perkins” introduced George K. Howe into the swell society of that place. He never smokes, but was slightly confused when a pipe and tobacco were found in his pocket. He is a member of the “Silent Four,” and participated at their “seven-eighths way thro’.” He shows good promise of success as an engineer, but prefers a position on the faculty of a ladies’ seminary. Sometime Members JOHN W. ADAMS. John stayed with us for three years, but finding life at Tech too slow, went to Cornell, where he has won points on his moustache. Is a dead game sport. ALBERT L. BARNES, 2. A. E. Threw up the sponge after making two attempts at completing the Freshman year. GEORGE A. BARTLETT. Bartlett came to Tech from Clinton, was a hard worker, but lacked preparation, and left us during our Sophomore year. JESSE BLOCH, £. T. A. Jesse entered Tech with our class, but finding the pace too fast soon became a special. He stayed about two years and then left for Virginia. J. FRANK BOWEN. Bowen came from Adams, Mass., and his stay was nearly as short as the name of his town. When last heard from was taking a civil course at the University of Vermont. CHARLES A. BOWKER. An ambitious youth from the English High School whose enthusiasm died early. - BOYD. He didn’t stay long enough to leave his name. Made a speech before the cane-rush, and left us before the foam had disappeared. WENDELL A. BROWN. Brown hailed from Millbury, and took a lively interest in matching pennies and other athletic events while at Tech. He is now with Winslow Co., bankers. ARTHUR W. CALVER. Arthur stayed with us two years, and was our class President one term. Was a good student, and very popular. ALFRED H. CHAMBERS. Hails from the Keystone State, as can be told from his picturesque dialect. Under the able tuition of Quinby he learned to smoke cigarettes, but retribution soon overtook him—he had to leave us for ’02, a punishment sufficient to make the most confirmed “ cig” fiend swear off. ROBERT F. COGGESHALL, 2. A. E. “ Coggie,” we are sorry to say, is taking a five-year course, and although we have always considered him one of us, he will not graduate until 1902. He prepared at the Friends’School, Provi¬ dence, and is now engaged in a merciless competition against Caspar Whitney. He is well posted and conversant upon many subjects, and will make an excellent addition to 1902’s forces next year. ROBERT H. CROMWELL. Better known as Bob, escaped from his keepers in New York one day and wandered to Tech, where he proved a source of great amusement during our Freshman year. Is now a student in the School of Mines, New York. CHARLES E. DAVIS. Charlie traveled a Main-street beat for a while, but finding that Tech duties interfered, went to work for Washburn Moen. OSCAR S. DAVIS. Merriam’s running-mate for one term. Wrote an origi¬ nal English essay, and didn’t live to tell of it. D. HARRY DICKINSON. After staying with us for three years Harry decided to work for a year, and has been with the Massachusetts Highway Com¬ mission. Will make it seem like old times next year with Harry Greene and Hutchins. HARRY W. F. DUNKLEE. A quiet, reserved fellow, who went to church and Sunday school regularly. He was obliged to leave us during the second year, and has joined the ranks of ’02. ADDISON L. FOSTER. Left at the end of the first half of the Freshman year. WALTER M. GILBERT. “ Sir Roger ” went home to mow his grass at the end of our first term. HERBERT A. GOODELL. Goodell will be remembered as a man who had to contend with poor health as well as a stiff course. He was deeply interested in electricity, and should have done well. His health compelled him to leave for his home in Greenfield during our Sophomore year. LOUIS W. GRAVES, L T. A. “Gravy” was in our class two years, stayed in ’02 one year, and is now trying his luck at M. I. T. HARRY H. GREENE. Harry has kept the civils posted on up-to-date stories for four years, and has worked earnestly for “our Varnie’s’’ salvation. He is taking a five-year course and graduates next year. ARTHUR N. HEALD, 2 . A. E. Tired of the civil course, and is now employed in his native town, Greenfield, Mass. EDWARD HUTCHINS. Ed was one of the small men of the class. He left us at the very beginning of our Senior year to accept a position in the icy North. Was well liked for his pleasant manners. Expects to come back next year to strengthen ’02. GEORGE S. McFARLAND. A little, fat, chubby fellow who could not keep up with the pace of our class, and therefore fell back into ’02. ARTHUR C. PIERCE. Pierce’s stay at the Institute was of the meteoric order. He had hard luck, and claimed Worcester was a slow town anyway. He left for the wilds of his Athol home at the end of our Freshman year. BENJAMIN F. PERKINS. ‘‘ He that goes a-borrowing goes a-sorrowing.” “ Fat” Perkins came to Tech from Westboro, and during the last half of the Junior year he left Tech for Westboro. The reason he gave for leaving so suddenly was that he did not feel satisfied with his own work in the Washburn Shops. Perkins played centre-rush on the football term for three years, and left a vacancy hard to fill. He was a genius in writing essays, but those he wrote for other fellows were always worth about twenty per cent, more to Baldy than those he wrote for himself. HARRY V. PETTIBONE. Harry Victor is mentioned in other parts of the book. Further comment seems unnecessary. Left us at the end of the first half of the Sophomore year. EDWARD F. RICE. Ed came from West Boylston and stayed one year. He has been in the mill business since leaving Tech. LEWIS W. RIGGS. Riggs was one of the most remarkable specimens among those who entered Tech in our class. His theories in chemistry were wonderful, and may revolutionize the whole science. Among others he held that oxygen is found in deserted places, and that phosphorus occurs in Florida under beds of quicksilver. But, alas! the Faculty clung to the old-fashioned beliefs, and did not readily accept his theories, whereupon Riggs, disgusted at their conservatism, left Tech to convert other minds more receptive to his teachings. GEORGE E. SANFORD. A native of Westfield, Mass., started in with us four years ago, but left us at the end of the Freshman year, and enlisted in the forces of the General Electric Company at Lynn. F. EUGENE SMITH. Was in our class only long enough to prevent our having the distinction of being Smithless. Whence he came and whither he went, is unknown. EUGENE D. THOMPSON. Remained in our class only through the first half of the Freshman year, entering ’02 the following fall. We extend to him our heartfelt sympathy. CHARLES N. WARNER, 2 . A. E. “ Stub ” murdered the exams, at the end of the first term in every sense of the word. Was Wiard’s running-mate and bosom companion. u AT EVER have I observed a prettier problem than this ± i promising class presents, both as to numbers and appearances,” were the first words of wisdom prepared for our tender ears by Dr. Thomas C. Mendenhall. After learning that requisites for the mechanics course were a two-foot rule and a pair of clean overalls, most of us decided to follow that line and reported to R. Sandy Riley, who instructed us in the use of vernier calipers, micrometers and dividing engines, for the measurement of patterns to the ten-thousandths of an inch. The virtues of glue and sawdust for gumping, and w r ater for doing a swell job, were well illustrated by all the good workmen. It was in these social hours that Pettibone developed his ability as a class entertainer. His pitiful cry was heard every evening at six, “ Oh, Mr. Riley! I’ve lost even that which I had not.” But H. Victor Prettybum’s continuous performance was now and then varied by special acts, such as eating oiled cream-cakes, riding legless horses, and tomahawking industrious workmen. After the required proportion of our beloved ones had departed this life, w r e took the elevator—two cents a trip— express to the floor below, and after getting Mr. Riley so well trained that he could tell a chisel from a screw-driver, we prepared to subjugate another new instructor in the person of 102 Crowhead Coolidge, who lectured principally on the use of the primitive lathe by primitive man, and the generic term, iron, which should always be lubricated with milk or sody-water. These were the happy days before the vigorous time-slip system was in vogue; when “you answer for me in the morning, and I will answer for you in the afternoon;” when making up forty hours simultaneously in the machine-shop, wood-room, foundry, and blacksmith-shop in ten hours, was a cinch. Many card- parties were held in the underground passages of Washburn Shops and Boynton Hall in those days when we first began to slip and slide (coef. friction=o) from the paths of virtue. It was at this time that the head of the shops stated that there was $69,000 lying around somewhere, and we immediately organized the “Bill Hurley Scouts,” and after a long and hot chase through subterranean passages, we finally were able to find it and to invest it in a $69,000 horse. Under the skillful guidance of Pod Jewett, we learned to combine the maximum amount of outdoor exercise with the minimum amount of moulding. During our Junior year “ Ikey,” our little shop dog, broke away from his collar and we have not seen him since, but as long as his license was not paid we do not care, though we have heard that he has been seen in some kennels on Union street. It was not until our Senior year that we were again allowed to taste the pleasures of the pattern-room, where the form of Riley had been replaced by one rileyer. Here we were allowed to teach ourselves while our instructor was making his bridal commodities. The best thing that happened in our course in shop was the advent of Mr. Fairfield, who has inspired us with respect for our course and its management. “ So much for that!—make it you own.” But let us turn from U. Waldo, who when he was good, was very, very good, but when he was.bad, was horrid, in his German garden, to Pimp in his roof-garden. This gentleman, between his cats and Mr. 103 Pettibone, felt compelled to leave us in the hole at the end of his second year. But we must put aside the things of childhood and take on man’s estate, and so we throw up the dice, and down comes the real thing with his cribs full of facts as to friction, with or without condenser cheese. In our mechanics recitations we saw as through a glass darkly, except when we had our books with us. Here, with Church and our Y. M. C. A. song, we soothed away all conscientious scruples. Early in our Senior year came our memorable Boston trip. We were invited to accompany Professor Reeve on an excursion to various points of interest in and around Boston. Upon arriving at the appointed place of meeting, we began to look around for Sid. Not finding him, we asked every policeman we saw if he had seen anything of a middle-aged, smooth-faced man resembling James Watt, of medium height, with curly black hair, tall cowhide boots, and walking with his hands behind his back, and gazing upon the ground as if searching for lost entropy. But he had not been seen, and so, after waiting around an hour or more, we visited the M. I. T. mechanical laboratories and the South Terminal Station, accompanied by Mr. Allen, and then divided up into small parties and “did the town.” But let us bring this “ back sight” to a close. Our race is run, and the “brightest, biggest class in the history of the Ark,” according to T. C., is about to graduate. 104 CIVILS T HIS most exclusive combination showed its good judgment and aptitude for hard work at the Freshman mid-year’s by branching into our present course. Perhaps nothing, during the four years, is remembered so vividly as the first lessons in “ Johnson,” together with those exercises preparatory to our becoming “registered printers,” and our imagination requires little stretching to fancy Mr. Butterfield at the door of the instrument-room shouting, “ Calver, Lindsay and Warfield; Fish, Fisher and Heald; two Greenes and Gray; Hutchins, Curtis and Dickinson.” Those spring days in the field passed very pleasantly. We were told that rods were not made for exercise in pole-vaulting; that no one should do the George Washington act with the hatchets, and that the visions of loveliness which sometimes 105 passed along the avenue were meant for other than civil eyes. Herr Lindsay reluctantly made his acquaintance with work, and Fisher found that the whisper which he was wont to use when questioned by Professor Conant, would not do at all when used on a man one hundred yards away. H. H. Greene, as head instructor of the story-telling department, held revival meetings whenever opportunity offered itself, and kept the gang posted on all the latest hits. At the end of the first year we were glad to learn of the advancement of Mr. Butterfield, but all felt a keen disappoint¬ ment in his departure from the Institute. During the second year we began to get better acquainted, and found that we were not such a bad crowd as appearances at first indicated. Our scrap-book for the year begins: “ Gentlemen, it is to be understood that no conversation whatever will be allowed during class exercises, and all questions will be referred to me in person.” We heeded, but ever above the din came the warning, “Gentlemen! Gentlemen! I—I will—this will have to be stopped,” and, “The man who piled up those stools will please take them down again.” Under the instruction of Mr. Holden our enthusiasm knew no bounds. The representation of hills and valleys, and learning how to make trains run around curves without jolting, were followed by a series of exercises in the field, which led to the downfall of many of the innocent civils. Fish learned to combine work with the entertainment of his fair friends who frequently called in a carriage. Greene and Warfield, while we were working along Park avenue, found instructive pleasure in gazing at bicycles. This was the beginning of the downfall of these erstwhile bashful young men, for to-day we find thier affections are scattered broadcast throughout the city. Curtis, ever with a blush upon his face, contracted his “ Merry Christmas, professor,” habit during the latter part of the year, and his “Merry Christmases” have lighted the heart of many a saddened Prof., and incidentally raised his mark twenty-five 106 per cent. But the only thing we hold against Varnie is the fact that he has never tapped that barrel of cider in honor of the civils as he has so many times promised to do. “ Jim” Gray has developed into an expert mechanic, and can sketch steam-pipe and write lab reports in a manner worthy of the best. He is a staunch supporter of our course, and together with Fish has succeeded in crowning it the banner course in the Institute. Calver left us during our Sophomore year, and we have been pleased to learn of his success as a teacher of descript, in Washington. Our Junior year was opened with railroad practice under Professor French and Mr. Holden. In Professor French, the new head of the department, we found a man after our own hearts, who would as soon win fifty cents on an easy thing as anyone else, and who may be identified at any time by the end of a slide- rule projecting from his inside pocket. On the banks of the Millbrook w r e waded about, holding up rods and milk-wagons, and snatching an occasional frankfort from a passing sausage cart, and can we ever forget the day that Fish cut the Dutch cheese near the three-mile post? At the end of the Junior year we learned that Mr. Holden intended to leave the Institute. We had spent so many pleasant days with Mr. Holden that we were sorry to have him go. Our Senior year found us minus Dickinson, who left to go to work for the Massachusetts Highway Commission. After a few weeks Hutchins also departed for the colder climate of Canada,, where he had an exceptionally good chance to work for a year, and as H. H. Greene had decided on a five-year course, we were left with only seven of the twelve original civils. A week or two of stresses made these seven feel as though a few more might leave, but with their accustomed determination all have stemmed the tide, and are together now to graduate in June. 107 Among the motley crew which, four years ago, assembled on Tech hill, and from which by a process extending to the present time the great class of nauglity- one has been evolved, were fourteen men who decided to fathom the mysteries of the black art. Of these, however, but nine have reached the goal, their names destined to be handed down to posterity as the chemists of ’oi. During the first half of the Freshman year we labored with the common herd, doing stunts in algebra and French, and showing Instructor Riley how to make joints and saw wood. At the end of this period of trial and tribulation, however, we graduated to the Qualitative Lab., where we whiled away the hours by frequent pitched battles with that deadly weapon, the wash-bottle, and also by watching Cromwell’s demonstrations of the “Sponge Recovery Process.” In fact the time passed so rapidly that before we were well aware of it, we had developed into Sophomores. Our second year was pleasantly spent, not only in analysis and descrip., but also in the more congenial occupation of investi¬ gating our resources of amusement. We found that the most prolific of these were the “Agony Quartette,” and Moore in the role of Ishmael, although Hap’s rendering of Falstaff in our Shakespeare course proved highly entertaining, especially to Professor Cutler. A great event of this year was our baseball game with the Civils, in which we beat them so badly that they have never 109 dared to play us since—except on paper. See Curtis, their “wonderful one-handed catcher,” for further particulars. During the Junior year, clouds gathered on the horizon. Not only were we forced to hear Dr. Dunlap’s pathetic description of the “ beautiful work of Stas,” but we were marked down as fair game for Professor Smith, and his deadly high potential exams. Also Dr. K. developed into a kleptomaniac as regards any mis¬ placed apparatus, which he “ pinched” whenever found. Sundry unlawful raids upon his collection, however, tended to square matters, but, alas, we found no remedy for Jimmy Amsden’s plaintive tenor, which he rashly unchained every few minutes. It was during this period that we again entered the wood-room, and joyfully undertook to make patterns. To do good work, how¬ ever, we found it necessary to create there the atmosphere of our Labs., which, to our surprise and grief, met with little favor. Indeed, it is reported that our well-beloved instructor, Mr. Harris, was obliged to fumigate his overalls after our brief visit. In the fall of 1900, we again assembled, ready for the last lap of the course. We have been initiated into the mysteries of organic chemistry, have learned how to adulterate oils, identify bacteria on sight, detect lead in various sources, and shun the bowl (if its contents are such as we have analyzed). We feel that it wo uld be ungrateful to leave our subject with¬ out thanking Aldrich for his demonstration on the uses of the siphon, and Dr. K. for his lessons on “short smokes.” During the four years of our work together, we have formed a fraternal society, the ties of which were so touchingly emphasized by Maynard at the “ half-way thro ’ ” banquet that it would be superfluous to dwell upon them here. But, in all earnestness, the chemists have always hung together, and, we believe, have been mutually benefited by their friendship. And, ' in conclusion, we can only say that we shall not soon forget either the instructors, to whom we all owe so much, or the chemists of ’01. no T HE history of the electrical engineers has been identical with that of the mechanical engineers during most of the time we have spent at Tech. It was, accordingly, with great rejoicing that at the beginning of the Senior year we shook off all vestiges of our resemblance to the easy-going and care-free mechanics, and entered those mysterious realms which might well have as a motto at their entrance: “All hope abandon, ye who enter here,” and we did abandon hope after a few quizzes. During the Junior year we had had a slight experience with electricity, as at that time most of the class fell into the fatal snare of Professor Smith, only the civils escaping, for which, it is said, the latter offered up many devout thanksgivings. The victims gathered before their captor, and listened with open- mouthed astonishment and reeling brains, while efficiencies and characteristics, sectors and sine waves were showered upon them. Then came the quizzes, in which one would be about ready to hi commence to solve the problem, when the hour was at an end. But most of us came through all right, as Professor Smith raised our marks so as not to lose us all. Thus it was that at the beginning of the Senior year eight men still held to their purpose to learn about electricity; while Bryant, who thought he was cut out for a mechanic, after mature deliberation joined our ranks, and can now be seen occupying a pew in the design-room. He got himself disliked by the large amount of ozone he distributed through the laboratories, thereby greatly disturbing the rest of the class. Atherton also joined us at this time, after six months’ work at the telephone business. He thinks telephone work is all right, and is always ready to tell a story about what he did when he was in the Telephone Exchange. So the invincible ten started out to conquer electricity. We soon found out, however, that this was not like our Junior year’s experience. We remembered the marks we received then, and wished we could get as high ones again. It was no use, how¬ ever ; in spite of all we could do there was a large angle of lag ; and in no way could we bring the power factor up, even the introduction of considerable capacity on the part of Professor Smith having practically no effect. Irons, alias “ Flat,” the champion “ bluffer,” found he could not solve problems in electricity as easily as he could guess what Professor Reeve wanted him to say in the steam recitations, and hence spent many a sleepless night worrying about the quiz to come on the morrow. We were particularly pleased with the lectures by Professor Smith during the first part of the year. His delivery of the lectures, although very rapid, was most effective, and we did not lose a word. But, alas, those happy days were not to continue. Mr. Phelon was away and so the printed lectures finally ceased, and then there was trouble. Even the supply of the hieroglyphics which had called forth so many groans from previous classes, was exhausted, so we were obliged to take notes from dictation. Professor Smith’s delivery was almost as rapid as it was at the beginning of the year, so that he always finished the race two or three laps ahead of us. We enjoyed the design-work very much. It was a capital opportunity to exchange stories, and we passed many a pleasant hour in that way. We could always keep Conant quiet by giving him a quick-break switch to play with. He seemed to be able to do design-work also, when Hayes was present. The latter took great care of “ Shakey,” and together they seemed to operate their slide-rules as readily as anybody. Rogers and Maynard, who learned to bombard each other with chalk and erasers in the mechanics recitations, could not refrain from practicing in the design-room, so that often the others were forced to declare war against these members in order to satisfy their desire for a fight. But we designed apparatus also. We were right in our element when, with our slide-rules and notes, we rapidly created everything, from a complete power-plant to a sign-board. No problem, however difficult, daunted us ; we were secure in the knowledge that no one would ever try to build anything we made, so that we became adepts at making things that looked well on paper. We had looked forward to our introduction to the laboratory with a great deal of pleasant anticipation, so under the guidance of two members of the class of 1900, we soon made ourselves at home there. It was not long before we were able to blow fuses and disable instruments as well as any previous class. We learned the mysteries of the switch-boards, and could soon make labyrinths with the cables, which gave the Profs, excellent practice before they could find out what would happen when the current was turned on. Our method was to put on the current and find out afterwards by actual observation, but as the laboratory has only a limited appropriation with which to replace wrecked apparatus, we were carefully informed that that kind of experi¬ mental research must be abandoned. When thesis time came we all vied with one another to see who could spend the most of the Institute’s money. Cook, Davis and Wiard, the “ Weary Willie Trio,” thought they ought to have more outdoor exercise, so they planted poles and put up wires and crockery (they called them insulators) all over a field near the laboratories. They could usually be seen clambering up and down the poles with monkey-like agility. In considering our work during the last year we are all filled with a deep sense of our obligation to Professor Smith, who has so ably guided us through our studies. Patient with our short¬ comings, always ready to help us out of any difficulty, he has won our admiration and respect, not alone because of an evident mastery of his subject, but also from his methods of presenting that subject, so that our relations with him have always been of the pleasantest nature possible. is for A lien. Who, with wrench in hand, Now turns on the Alphabet At our command. 116 B for the B arn On whose walls we have spread The record of victories In iffjlach. and in red. c is for C handler. Who tried to explain The cost of the shops When the fellows “ c ain.” nS is for [fluff. A queer little uffer. His doses of “ Physic We’ve all had to suffer. [Si for [Sjlectricity, And likewise the mark One gets in that subject Unless he’s a shark. 130 for the IBaculty; Happy are they At finding their seats Reserved down in A. I 21 for eorge aynes, Called “Jinny” for short. Though doubtless we’ve shortened him More than we ought. D is for n e y. Whose mental poise Was roughly disturbed By a parcel of boys, A few fire=crachers And a deuce of a noise. 123 for llohn ernberg. ’Tis seldom one can Find a better blacR==smith Or a much whiter man. 124 K is for ktinnicutt, Who loves his cigarette. And likewise for elpie, His canine pride and pet. 125 evi Conant, An excellent man, Who helps all the fellows Whenever he can. S3 is for M endenhall, Whom I’ve heard say Has allowed M other Earth To have her own “weigh.” 127 m is for UJoah, Our head Engineer, Adjusting the cut=off Of this engine here. 128 Best known as “Dan,” With ladies and students A popular man. 129 i™pi Who comes up every day And chases the spectre Of hunger away. m for the And the ui z, ui z is for O m don ' t swallow it whole, But he thinks that � 3i 0 do. In m eeve and in his cutting We thoroughly believed. Till that cold day in Boston We so sadly were be eeved. is for Sinclair, Who frequently soaks His daily instruction With pertinent jokes. 133 ’Twill soon be a wreck When ’01 gets through And it’s left to ’02. 134 And it’s up to him now To see us all through. T 35 V for V acation. Which up at the Tech Means ten hours a day For this little check. 136 w for E5 2Jashburn Shops, orry, t ork and cares; Fairfield rules the realms below, While HinK—he sits upstairs. for ams, Which we crowd and we cram for; But if we can bluff. We don’t care—anything about. 138 for the The ouths give with a vim Whenever they have The good fortune to win. 139 z And now with a The alphabet closes. With one long, last, lingering Look at elotes. 14° THE TECH PRIMER MECHANICS What a merry jingle. Someone has dropped some pennies. They are in the mechanics class. Do the scholars like mechanics ? Let us ask them. They are going to the board now. Who is that behind the door? How smart he is. He has completed his work already. Some of them, I am afraid, have not studied their lessons. See how nervous they are. Will they get their lessons next time ? No, they will try to get behind the door. We would not have to get our lessons—would we, little children?—if there were lots of doors. 1901 VS. 1900 Here we have a baseball game. The game has just ended. The ones wearing the red hats have beaten. The others do not like it. They have a sign with a naughty legend on it. 1901 will take the sign away from 1900. What a terrible fight. Where is 1900 now? Nothing remains but a few old hats, coats and shirts. 1901 has eaten them all up. How hungry she must have been. LECTURINGS This is a lecture. Some people like to lecture. Those that like to lecture can not give good lectures. Those that don’t like to lecture give good lectures. I don’t like to lecture. Little girls, this is a syl-lo-gism. Would you like to make a syl-lo-gism too ? Perhaps you may sometime when you get to be a big, tall man. THE FOUNDRY See the soft, damp sand. Let us put some in our ears. If we put it in our hair we shall have sandy hair. What fun it is to step on the nice, new moulds. The man would not think it fun if he should see us. Some people cannot bear to see children happy. THE LABORATORY Come, little boys and girls, let us go to the top floor of the pretty red building, where the queer old man lives with his dog. Oh, see the rows and rows of pretty little bottles filled with salt! My, what a funny smell! Let us see whether the queer old man has let his tea boil over. But first let us take one of those pretty bottles of salt. See the cute little label. It says KCN. What a funny name for salt! Perhaps if we take it home and put it in papa’s soup, he will thank his little children. 142 THE SWEATER What do I hear? It is the school bell. Let us hurry, or we shall be late. There is the teacher. Listen to what he is saying. “ Last time — ” Why does he stop ? He is looking intently at someone in the front seat. He speaks again. “ George, where is your coat?” “ I cannot tell a lie, it is in my room.” “ Get to your room. Last time—” If 7 plus 8 equals trelve, how high in a capillary tube will a solution of cork stoppers rise ? THE WOOD-ROOM How happy the boys look at their work! How they like their instructor! See them watch him. Someone has put some glue on “ Petty’s” seat. He will sit down on it, and when he rises the bosom of his pants will still remain seated. If he cries we will hide his boots and put nice kerosene on his cream puffs. ELECTRICAL LABORATORY This is not a chapel; it is the electrical laboratory. See the boys cross themselves. Someone is going to complete a circuit, and it is well to be prepared. See the two wires. Let us take hold of them. They will feel hot at first, but it will be all over in a minute, and there will be another order for crape, silver handles and flowers. 143 A BANQUET Yes, little children, this is a banquet. They may look scared, but they have paid lor it, and must imagine they are having a nice time. All banquets are not like the “ half-way-thro’, ” neither are all classes like this one. There are usually lights in the banquet hall, and some¬ times they have ice-cream, and less interruption. My dears, if you are “ naughty, too,” your banquet may be like this one, and you would probably wish you were “not one” of the banqueters. THE TOWN CLERK This is a town clerk. Listen, he is saying something and swinging his arms. No, he is not crazy, he is merely singing, “ Mary Had a Little Lamb,” to escape being ridden on a rail. THE CONSTABLE Yes, Willie, now you may see a real town constable. Isn’t he brave ? See his uniform and buttons and cow¬ hide boots. The constable helps keep Leicester a temperance town, but the proprietor will remember him when the naughty boys have gone. When the constable isn’t patrolling he milks cows. 144 THE HOTEL CLERK Here is a lovely hotel clerk. No, he will not shoot you, little girls. He is only practising “The Man behind the Gun.” He doesn’t mean anything, and if the pistol should go off, he would be the most scared. He must act brave or lose his job, so we will excuse him. Little girls, you should never be hotel clerks. ’04 IN THE BOILER-ROOM See the pretty white boilers. Let us put in some coal. Noah says to keep the damper open. Oh, see, it has closed! We will put some weight on it to keep it open. H ow fast the coal burns. We must keep eight inches over the grate. Hear the pretty whistle. It grows clearer every moment. How warm it is. We must put on some more coal. Steam is beginning to rush out around the fire door. The engine is beginning to stop. Something must be the matter. I will ring the towel for help and then run. What a funny thing a boiler explosion is, little children, isn’t it ? Perhaps you can blow up a boiler sometime, too. 145 Grinds “Whether well liked or slightly abhorred, Better be demmed than totally ignored.” “His mother’s pride, his father ' s joy.” Lincoln , ' oi. “ The empty vessel makes the greatest s ound.” “ Blart Knowles, ' 02. “ Oh, the nights we have spent.” Wernick, ' 03. “ But they who blunder thus are raw beginners.” Lincoln, Davis, Kings¬ bury, ' 01. “ If you give a bald-headed man a fair show, he will always be found well up in front.” Dr. Conant . “ He stands in the shadow of a mighty name.” Kingsbury , ’ o . “ He never worked but moments odd, but many a bluff worked he.” Irons, ’or. “ The fame of this gentleman has never reached my ears.” Pease , ’0 . “ That still, small voice.” Fisher , ’0 . “ A politician, one who would circumvent the devil.” Fish , ’o . “ Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.” McLaughlin , ' 01. “ He hath an oar in every man’s boat, and a finger in every pie.” White , ’0 . “A noble attempt at a good appearance.” Loomis , ’0 , 0: Half Way Thro ' . “ Wanted—a gasometer.” “ Rainy Day ’0 . ‘ ‘ Bachelors are providential beings; God created them for the consolation of widows and the hope of maids.” “ Jinny “From rising till he seeks his couch, his life is one continual grouch.” “ Hulk. « “A little, round, fat, oily man of God.” Lane, ' 03. “I, I am learning to dance now.” Merriam, ' 01. “ Hang sorrow; care would kill a cat.” Irons, ' 01. “A source of innocent merriment.” Hayes, ’ 01. “ Long, lanky, lean, lumberous, lazy.” “ E no” Davis. “ So young, so fresh, so fair.” Rockwell, ’oi. “He was famous for discovering the future when it had taken place.” Curtis , ’ oi. “ What is it ? For heaven’s sake, what is it ? ” Beiuiet , ' oi. “Wisdom, awful wisdom.” G. K. Howe , ' oi. “ So ’ere’s to you, Fuzzy Wuzzy, with your ’ayrick ’ead of ’air.” Sid. “ Be thankful your living an’ trust to your luck.” Williamson, ' 02. “ Satan hath a chapel here.” ij East Pearl Street. “All were girls, some still young, a few good looking.” “ Shredded Wheat Biscuits. “ I ' m a very modest youth.” pis her, ' oi. “ I never loved but once.’’ Davis , M. E ., ' 01. “ First love has pierced me with its fiery dart.” Gree?ie , E. W ., ’o . “A demure, studious boy.” Gray , ’o . “ He is as fresh as the month of May.’’ Au , ’o.?. “ I pray thee, cease thy counsel.” Bryant , W. “ The promising soubrette.” Hayes , ’07. “ A country sport.’’ Bruce, ' 01. “ I do not find smoking expensive.” McL aughlin , ’o . “ But still his whiskers grew.” Prof. Cutler. “ With thee conversing, I forget all time.” Wood. “ Resolved to ruin or to rule the class.” “ The Machine. “Saints’ Rest.” Jere Regan ' s. “So be warned by my lot (which I know you will not), and learn about women from.me. ” Gallup , ’ 03. “ Intellectual, cultivated, refined, aristocratic, and—SWELL.’’ Pease , ' 01. 149 r “To save the trouble of looking at my watch, I use this three-minute hour¬ glass.” L. P. K. “ Is that clear to all hands ? ” S. A. R. “ I am near-sighted, but I can see when I get my glasses on.” L. P. K. “Same old equation, Davis. It’s just the same as if you should go down stairs and turn your coat wrong side out and come back up and expect we wouldn’t recognize you.” f. E. S. “ That’s the first thing to hang your hat on.” S. A. R. “ Noah, you’ll have to shut down the Allis boiler, so I can finish putting on the asbestos. ” Macnamara. “ Write the answer to that on a piece of paper, put your name on it, and lay it on my table. ” f. E. S. “ I should think that current would have to go anti-clock-wise. ” H. B. L. Coggeshall in putting work on the board signs his name “ Cogg. ” Professor Reeve —“ Your signature is open to criticism, Mr. Coggeshall. In fact, we might call that ‘incog. ’ ” Professor fennings (calling roll)—“ Isn’t Mr. Pettibone in this class ? ” McL. —“ He used to was.” Professor f. —“There is evidently one gentleman in the class who has mis¬ taken the course; he should be in the English department.” One of the men in poly. sci. test wrote that one of the naturalization require¬ ments was an ability to “ right english.” Professor Haynes remarked that he was afraid that man couldn’t take out naturalization papers. “I generally look up the subject before coming to the lecture, or else come prepared with a crib.” S. A. R. “ Me and Hibbie made valves like that last summer.” Bennet. “ Please repeat that last remark once more.” Bowker. “ It’s five minutes past, fellows.” Theo. “ Confound that gas-jet.” M. E. Davis. “ We should have more shop practice.” E. B. Freeman. “Gee ! It was a cinch.” D. L. Gallup. “Want to box? You are afraid to. And don’t get nutty. ” Hatch. 150 Oil up, boys! Oil up! i- “ Our Varnie 9 The Civils. I. As I look back in the distance at four years wisely spent, A cloud obscures my vision and my soul with grief is rent, For among my noble comrades, so good, so brave and strong, I think of one whose weakness was women, wine and song. II. He cared not for the future, but pursued his downward way, Despite our words of warning, despite all we could say. For Varnie’s heart was wicked, and he was at his best In telling naughty stories or e’en a bar-room jest. III. Though young in years our Varnie was, yet he was old in sin. He knew the taste of fire-water from whiskey down to gin. To Sunday school he never went, but spent the entire day In thinking of the girl he loved in Boston far away. IV. A bad example Varnie set, and much we had to bear, For who is there can e’er forget when once he’s heard him swear? Yet we’ll miss our erring brother for whom we’ve shed many tears, And hope he’ll lead a better life as he grows old in years. £ “ May we use our Kent’s, Professor ? ” “ Bard.” “ It must be late; here comes Macnamara.” “ Sid.” “ Let me take your pencil a minute, will you ? ” McL. “ Huh ! what did you say ? ” Mitchell. Wanted —A joke Derby, ’02, has not heard. Editors. “ Have you eve r heard the one about-? ’’ White. “ I want you to understand, Mr. Moore, that I, not you or Dr. Jennings, am directing this laboratory.” ‘ 1 Kinnie.” S. R. Leland Son. Dear Sirs—I will pay for that music the first of next month (p’raps). Hapgood. “ Oh, for a good, long sleep.” H. E. Maynard. 152 Rogers (over the amateur phone)—“ Hello, Hatch.” Noah, Smith, Kinnie, Marshall, Doc. (in chorus)—“What fell is going on?” “ Let’s go down for a smoke, Willie.” Teddy. ‘‘ Bard ” (after an evening at the Oread)—‘‘Did you say something about supporting arms ? ” Professor (laughing)—‘‘No; but the question is excusable Monday morning.” ‘‘ Remember, gentlemen, it was Watts’ big feat that brought him to the head of the profession.” “Sidney.” “ These are the times that try men’s souls.” Exams. “ What a falling off was there.” After Freshman Exams. ‘‘A fellow of infinite jest.” Baker, ’ oi. ‘‘God forbid that such a scoundrel as want should dare to approach me.” Mitchell , ' oi. ‘‘ Words, words, words ! ” igoo After?nath. ‘‘He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book.” M-tch-ll in English. “ Now the hour of rest hath come to thee.” Lecture hour. “ Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife.” Pettibone during the cane- rush. ‘‘ Look ! he is winding up his watch of wit; presently it will strike.” finny. “ Oh, how wonderful is the human voice ! It is indeed the organ of the soul.” R-ckw-ll. ‘‘ Within that awful volume lies the mystery of mysteries. ” Church ' s Mechanics. ‘‘ I am weary, and am overwrought With too much toil, with too much care distraught, Lay thy soft hand upon my brow and cheek, O peaceful sleep.” Irons in Poli. Sci. ‘‘I shall ne’er be ’ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it.” McLaughlin. “ And smelt so ! pah ! ” Chem. Lab. “ I have not slept one wink.” G. K. “ I will go meet the ladies.” E. B. Freeman. i53 Y e Analysis of Wines and Liquors Old King K was a jolly old jay; A jolly old jay was he. He called for his cig., and he called for his dog, And he called up chemists three. “ Now, Mayer,” said he, “where may you be, What have you done? ” he said. Then lost his eraser and borrowed Dill’s, And almost lost his head. Then up spoke Mayer: “ That’s hardly fair; This work is slow and risky; But,”—his features brightened at the thought— “ I’ve just finished up my whiskey.” “ ’Tis grievous parting with good company.” Commencement Day. “Now, Mr. Tr— 11 , I don’t know you very well, but I should say you didn’t know much about this subject.” Johnny in Descrip. “ A college joke to cure the dumps.” Truesdale , ’ey. “To-morrow to fresh woods and pastures green.” Seniors , June j, ’ oi . “ But what am I ? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.” Pettibone. “ Straining harsh discords and unpleasant sharps.” Glee Club. “ Ma, give me a cent; I want to be tough.” Harold Miles , ex-02. “Ye diners from whom we guard our spoons.” Junior Banquet. 4 The Chemists Mother Goose. Little drops of H2O, SiCL grains. Make the mighty ocean, Likewise hills and plains. 154 A Glance into a Thermo Lecture. Sid (writing down some figures)—“Somebody find that, please. Slide-rule near enough.” Rockwell (cautiously)—“ 2—9—8.” (Wood goes to the board, puts down a number, draws a line beneath it, and tries to add it up.) Rennet (after some silence) — “ 4-8-4.” Chorus (with growing force)—“4-8-6, 4-S-3, 4-8-7, etc ” Sid —“ All seem to be agreed on first two figures; let me try it.” (Borrows Lincoln’s rubber slide-rule.) Class waits; and then waits some more. Sid —“ I make the third figure 3.” Rockwell (very loud)—“4-8-3.” Bowker —“ Did it by long hand and get 483560218.’’ Howe —“ I check that by sixteen-place logarithms.” Sid —“Well, 4-8 is near enough for all practical purposes. ' ’ ItflOltf TELEG incorporated-—- L THE WORL.I ed (o by ruler of tho HriiJ not lid1$ itself liable 4 ia� nfc pr-waierfla, writfi and I) K l 4 l V K tt l t : only by repealing a f eomtitious 1 ini ma% if liability.: ct to th« sending: statjou for compaJ 1 amount uf tolls paid thereon, norm i request o( the sender, under the ce KERT, President and Ger ow named abov il Manager. 155 Our Debates Our English course has always been The source of lots of fun, But with the advent of debates Our sport has just begun. ’Tis here the fellows try to show (Their voices filled with tears) That the President ought not to serve For more than fifty years. And Rockwell was in earnest, too, When ’midst a scene of strife, He said, “ We should not sentence The President for life.” Upon the floor, in accents faint, His hand behind his head, “Dick” Mitchell proves by Bradstreet That business life is dead. Trouble with our pension system Bothered Hatch a bit, Till his example of the widows Nearly gave the class a fit. “Kip” Hayes caused a sensation , too, And got in rather deep When he bravely advocated, “Weeding goats from ’mongst the sheep.” Examples of the fun we’ve had Could be mentioned without limit, And compared with this star course of ours, Even Mechanics is not in it. So we’ll swear by “ English Lit.,” And have engraved upon our tombs, ‘ ‘ Three cheers for our debates; Long live Zelotes Coombs.” A Quiz in Shop Practice. Coolidge —“ Gentlemen, what is the generic term of that about which we are to study ? ’ ’ Class (in unison)—“ Iron ! ! ” C .—“The consensus of opinion seems to be that it is iron, and that is right. Now, Mr. White, will you describe a primitive lathe.” White —“ When Adam wanted to make fig-boxes, he put a spike into each end of a log, fastened it between two trees, bent down a sapling, and wound the end around the log. He then hitched on a treadle, and turned out fig-boxes faster than the Washburn Shops make twist drill-grinders.” C.—“ Very good, Mr. White. Mr. Perkins, what is the first thing to do when you are going to use a lathe ? ” Perkins .—“ Take the other man’s work out.” C .—“After that ? ” Perkins —“ See if there is a stool near it.” 6 .—“ Then ? ” Perkins —“ See if the live-centre runs true.” C .—“ What if it does not ? ” Perkins —“ Get another lathe.” C. — “ What is the next thing ? ” Perkins —“ See if the centres are in line.” C.—“ If they are not ? ” Perkms —“ Go out behind the laboratories and go to sleep.” C .—“ Mr. Bruce, can you mention a few of the more common kinds of fits ? ” Brace —“ Epileptic, cataleptic, ordinary jim-jams-” C .—“ As applied to machine-work, if you please.” Bruce —“Ah, pardon. The most common form here is the misfit. It is easily made, never changes, and duplicates are always in stock.” (Someone in a stage whisper yells, “Change,” and all the men in the front row recross their legs.) C. —“Mr. Quinby, in the parlance of the machine-shop, what kinds of dogs have we ? ” Quinby —“ Ordinary dogs and the other kind.” (Quinby blushes.) C. —“Mr. Quinby, sit down ! ” (Quinby is still wondering what he said.) C .— “Mr. Cook, you may give us the data which you have learned in regard to screw-threads. ’ ’ (Cook recites.) C .—“ What can y r ou say with regard to the use of lard-oil, Mr. Bowker ? ” Bow her —“Always use lard-oil in washing up. It is expensive, but these shops are not run for money.” C. — “Now, Mr. Rockwell, how would you go to work to finish the periphery of a pulley ? ’’ (Rockwell recites, after which Coolidge assigns two men a lathe to take apart, count the number of teeth in the gears, and put it together again so that it can never be made to run. With a parting warning with regard to chips, Coolidge dismisses the class.) Mr. Hooley on “Modern Methods of Teaching.” “ Well! Times changed since I was a lad. Th’ modern mithods of trainin’ th’ young idea are wonderful. No more of th’ good ould times whin yer wint in fer examination, accompanied by a pony and an unabridged card catalogue,” said Hooley to his friend Fennessy. “ What’s the matter now?” said Fennessy. “Tut, tut! yer an uneducated man. Be still now! ” said Hooley. “Nowadays th’ lads recite like a Sunday-school concert.” “ ‘ Willie, me boy! if th’ resillyance of a tin-inch specimin of cast- iron be equivalent to th’ work done be four dagoes at one dollar and fifteen cints per minute per second, what’s th’ beering value of the dagoes? ’ says th’ professor. “ ‘ I don’t know,’ says Willie. “‘Good!’ says th’ professor. ‘Yer have yer statemint well learned. Yer sound like a parrot, and I’m profoundly touched at yer wonderful display of mimory, th’ value of which should never be minimized. Yer mark, which was previously four, now becomes eighty-six. That’s sufficient.’ “ ‘And now,’ says th’ professor to th’ lad gently sleepin’ in the front row, ‘what’s th’ momint of inertia?’ “ ‘That,’ says th’ lad with a yawn, ‘is the name of an ould gag that Joe Beals used to work on us, and it’s too perfectly obvious fer me to stay awake much longer.’ “ ‘ I see,’ says th’ professor, ‘ that yer workin’ hard, and if yer hold out until exams., yer may set in th’ front row with yer paper- covered pocket edition fer a pastime. And now, with th’ aid of me cribs I’ll place a little Chinese puzzle on th’ board, and in th’ mean¬ time, yer may all play goluf with th’ chalk and erasers.’ “ ‘Professor,’ says the quiet lad of th’ bunch, ‘please tell me what “ alpha ” stands for. ’ “ ‘Me dear boy! Me dear boy! you didn’t think that—you didn’t think that was an alpha, did yer? ’ says the professor. ‘ It’s clearly seen from th’ gang-plank that yer know nothin’ about th’ subject.’ “ ‘ Now,’ says th’ professor, ‘to keep yer awake I’ll send yer all to th’ board to write about things in general, and,’ says th’ 158 professor, after waiting half an hour, ‘ yer’ve all written yer names on th’ board lovely. Yer th’ cleverest all-’round lads at th’ art of manipulatin’ chalk that I’ve ever seen.’ “ ‘In th’ remainin’ few minutes I’ll say that th’ examination comes next Monday, and I trust that you’ll bring in no tangle-foot,’ says th’ professor. ‘ Cribbing is a noble art when practiced judiciously, and always remember to use a “ trot” as a cane rather than as a crutch, and when aided by a “ horse,” to use horse sense. That will do. “Now, Hooley! pwhat in th’ wourrld are yer drivin’at? ” said Fennessy, whose honest countenance had worn a puzzled expression during Mr. Hooley’s remarks “ Me lad,” replied Mr. Hooley, “ your question brands yer with the stigma of bein’ illiterate an’ uneducated, an ' when yer see some of ther bright young minds walkin’ off wid yer magnificent salary of five thousand bones per, yer’ll realize what it means to be in a rut behind the times.” Before the Reformation It happened in Sci Dutch (The fellows call it such) That a passage was translated rather free. “Between the lines,” the Prof, then said, “ You surely must have read, So clear a version of the clause to see.” Then the fellow hung his head, And not a word he said, While his face took on a very ghastly hue. For there beyond a doubt, He had it all cribbed out, And the “Prof.” had guessed much nearer than he knew. 159 To the Faculty As graduates aweary of life’s maze Are soothed by thoughts of Tech and Tech life dear, And all the joys that used of yore to cheer, So we shall look to ye in future days, O friends whose virtues words but weakly praise; For mem’ry always hastens to revere The kindnesses that oft too late appear. When time about the past has thrown a haze, How fondly of the past a poet sings. We gladly glean the thoughts of vanished hours And thrill with long-forgotten words and deeds, And fret our souls in vain with by-gone things. Ah! Friendship, like the fragrance of the flowers, It languishes ti 1 1 mem’ry moists its seeds. V The Raven ( With apologies to the ghost of E. A. Poe.) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I studied, weak and weary, Fitting for examinations —cramming with forgotten lore— In there stepped a stately raven, entering through the open door. Not the least obeisance made he; simply perched beside the door— Perched upon my loved Mechanics, grey, with cobwebs covered o’er. Simply this and nothing more. Idly then I fell to musing, thinking of our fatal choosing, Half aloud, lamenting, wishing for the happy days of yore. For the days when we were Juniors; when, to help us pass Mechanics, We could use our cribs and ponies, finding thus forgotten lore. Can we e’er again enjoy those priceless helps we so adore? Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.” “ Prophet! ” cried I. “ Thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Here am I, by tempter haunted, desolate, and not undaunted By examinations coming, asking me forgotten lore. With my cribs and ponies lacking, tell me truly, I implore— Can I—can I pass Mechanics?—tell me—tell me, I implore.” Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.” “ Prophet!” cried I. “ Thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! By that fate that bends above us—by that Prof, we all adore; Tell this soul, with studies burdened, if within the distant future I shall clasp a Tech diploma, which the Seniors so adore— Clasp a rare and costly sheepskin which the Seniors so adore.” Quoth the raven, “ Nevermore.” A. L. C. “ANY OLDe THING e .“ HE Class of 1901 is, in many ways, a connecting link between A the old and new Tech. We have gone through a transition period. Many changes have been made in the Faculty as well as in the corps of instructors. Great advance has been made along scholastic lines; the different courses have been strengthened in a marked degree, and a broader policy adopted. We have studied earnestly, some unfortunately, at the expense of the good fellowship so essential in the gaining of a broader and deeper knowledge of men and of what is best in those around us. Why did we come to Tech? Well, it’s the same old story: some to pave their future paths with gold, others because they had to, but chiefly because we know it is the best. The great majority of us think the Senior year the pleasantest, but as we look back we are apt to say, “All were the pleasantest,” and, “ None disagreeable.” Following the custom of electing the most popular professor, we chose Professor Coombs, whose dealings with us, both in the class¬ room and out of it, have won for him our admiration and respect. And now for the question, “Ever trot?” in answer to wh ich we might say that our class has to a man abstained from using a “trot” during the Senior year. That “cribbing” will ever be stopped entirely is doubtful, yet it must be reduced to a minimum and practiced judiciously, or, to repeat an old saying, “ A horse and an ass don’t make a good team.” In defining “ a bluff,” some of the class feel that living examples of the same are in our midst, but, as Professor Reeve says, “bluffing is an essential qualification in an engineer,” and we conclude that standing unprepared, without feeling that the bump of self- consciouness is abnormally swollen, is a most desirable accomplish¬ ment. The honor of being the best bluffer was conferred upon Hayes, with Bowker running a close second. A glance at our glorious class, from a social standpoint, reveals many champions, under the efficient leadership of whom our small band o f “slayers” has created havoc in the gay and giddy world, and has impressed upon many a fair heart the proud numerals of 161 ’oi. The fair sex has made prisoners of a few of our number, but this subject is of such a personal nature as not to warrant mention of names until after graduation. Our individual estimates of Worcester girls vary from “queens” to “two hundred and seventy-three below zero.” Have any of us been in love? The majority have never been out of it, others are on the road, some have good prospects, and the remainder are living in hopes. Our Senior dance was pronounced a “ howling success,” as was the Junior Prom., to the managers of which much praise should be accorded. And now as to our favorite beverage. It varies from champagne to cold water, but, perhaps, owing to our course under “Charlie” Allen, water rushed in ahead while milk spilt in a close second. In the matter of religion our class is, in a way, unorganized. Chapel exercises are omitted ; several of the men are closely identified with the Wednesday noon Y. M. C. A. meetings, and all attend various city churches. Perseverance has appeared especially in our musical endeavors, and, as with everything else during our course, oi has furnished the leaders. Long will the memory of that trip to Spencer, in an ice-storm, linger in the minds of those who went, and will the strains of Hap’s yodlers ever be forgotten? “The Tech Y. M. C. A.” is considered our most popular song, vying for the honor with “ The Vacant Chair ” and “ We Shall Meet on that Beautiful Shore.” A trustier band of politicians than that existing in the old class would be difficult to locate. We are Republicans for the most part, and, under the leadership of Commander Lamb, made a formidable showing in the parade, on the eve of President McKinley’s election. In class politics McLaughlin and Fish long ago organized a “ Strategy Board,” and the former has many times been heard muttering in his sleep, “ We are the people.” Our article would be incomplete with no mention of finances. Some of us have kept a cash account, but no cash. With some, money has come hard, and an up-hill fight only, such as would have discouraged many, has carried them through. Most of us have done outside work at some time during the course, but swallowing a bone is the hardest work credited to others. To show what we think of ourselves and others, we will devote a few lines to personalities. Lincoln wins in the vote for strongest leg-puller, with Curtis a close second. The “good boy” of the class is Howe, who has a close rival in Holter. Loomis gives promise of greatest success in life. The race for typical athlete was interesting, and Thrower had it easy. Others mentioned are Doc, Prof. Cutler, and Fuller. Fish is the most popular man. In the vote for ideal student Irons distanced all competitors. The Ward McAllisters of the class are McLaughlin and Williams. Ernest Freeman and Fish are voted the representative men of the class. Most of us realize that Zaeder’s is situated on “ the straight and narrow way,” while others persist in calling it Mechanic(s) street. Our favorite book seems to hang between Professor Cutler’s “Syllabi” and J. K. Marshall’s Receipt Book. The most memorable events of our course are numberless, “ The Half Way Thro’ ” being the most prominent. Many answer, “Getting through Junior electricity“When Prof. Kingsbury had three guesses ” (Lincoln); “ Harry Pettibone ” (-); etc. As the days of our Institute life draw to a close, we realize that there are few things left to do: pass our last exams., take our diplomas, and then branch off into our different lines for which we have been so long preparing, with a rousing cheer for good old ’oi. A LITTLE BIT NICKNAME distinguished for LACKS Aldrich [Carl Coming from Keene Love of shop Atherton Bob Theoretical discussions A traill Baker Bake Laugh Dignity Bennett Ludlow That smile Tact Bowker Bowk Questions A pull with Dingle Brown Theo Artistic ability A in mechanics Bruce Alfred Gait A sister’s love Bryant John General intelligence Originality Burford Bill Studying Female influence Conant Deacon Photographs Legs Cook Arthur Energy Humor Curtis Barnum Grinding Time Davis, A. P. A. P. Athletics Hair Davis, M. E. Emo “ Lofty ” schemes Love of mechanics Dillingham Dilly Pietv Weight Fish Charlie Smile Appreciation of mechanics course Fisher Fisher Modesty Voice Freeman, E. B. E. B. His shape Modesty Freeman, J. W. Bruder Family cares A moustache Fuller Harry Independence Religion Gallup Davie Brains Love Gray Jim Coolness Knowledge of the Bible Greene Baby Working overtime Inches Hap good Happy Quick movements Luck Hatcli Hawkeye His scissors blow A telephone Hayes Kip Bluffing Cuts Hibbard Hib Musical ability High collars Holter Willie His puns A steady Hosmer Willie Youthful appearance Ambition Howe G. K. Calculus proofs Running mate Irons Flat Early rising See J. K. Kingsbury Dingle Work on Class-Book? Interest in genealogy Lamb Art Seriousness Sporting instincts Lincoln Bid. Post recitation interviews with professors Luck Lindsay Lindsay Jollying “Willie” Assurance Loomis Loomis His head Flunking ability Nacnamara Bricky Forwardness Appreciation of loafing Mayer Blow-pipe Andy Knowledge of chemistry Height Maynard, E. W. Teddy Good fellow Piety Maynard, H. E. Howdy Number of femmes Interest McIntosh MacRubber Voice Religion McLaughlin Mac Breaks Matches and pencils Merriam Bob Sobriety Piety Mitchell Dick Large feet Size Ginger ale Moore Kid Class spirit Pease G IK E Reticence Balance wheel Quinby Shorty Wood work A shave usually Rockwell Rocky Sarcasm Voice Rogers Joe Running Persistency Sherman Harry Retiring manner Bluff Stewart Charlie Left-hand drawing Love Thrower Trunner Witty (?) debates Crust Truell Carlo Curves Hair Warfield The girls call him Ralph Lady friends Backbone White Jack Side talks with Doc. Piety WlARD Jack Attendance at class meetings Religious nature Williams Ricily Blushes Independence OF EVERYTHING. HIGHEST AMBITION IN EOVE WITH PET EXPRESSION ALWAYS To juggle a slide-rule Cook “ Oh, you lobster!” With Cook To get through Tech. His moustache “ Gee, you auter seen her ” Talking telephone To run the “Original Home Dining Room ” Hink “ Say, is that right? ” Jolly To get a girl Hibbard “ Say, fellers! ” Grinning To keep away from Tech Work “Are you getting much?” The same To draw a salary Everybody “ Search me !” Near Loomis Captain of a tramp steamer Newport, R. I. “ I beg pardon ! ” Kicking To own the earth Goirls “ Let me show you ” At the show To return to Ohio Massachusetts “ The h— 11 you say! ” Arguing To be as tall as “Emo” Cutler’s waitresses “ Huh! ” Tinkering Tapping trolleys Electricity ‘ ‘ Holy cats, man! ” Busy Straight “ A’s ” Complexion “Merry Xmas, professor” Going to treat the civils To get an S. B. His course “ Oh, go on ! ” Selling Lab. paper To get diploma “’Tis better to have loved, etc.” “Well, I’ll be darned!” With Bid To be good The Y. M. C. A. “ Ahah!” Accommodating To multiply his advantages Jim Gray “ Delighted. ” In politics To own a saloon in New Hampshire Nobody “ Jingoes! ” Ready to scrap To get a job Harrington corner “ This is a hard world ” Busy To quiz Andy Warren “ That’s not right” Kicking To hear a new story Gun, dog and fish-pole ‘ ‘ I copied it straight out of the book ” Hustling To be good Only one “ Ah, go on! ” Arm in arm ‘ ‘ To be the man that broke the bank, etc.” Watch marriage cols. “ Something strong” With Fish Work for Northern Pacific Oh, shaw ! “Well, bygorry!” On the move To get a pup Glee Club “ Here’s Kinnie ” Paying bills To get a job Mardi-Gras dance Oh, hang it, don’t get nutty Worrying To harness Niagara New Worcester “ Guess again ” Guying Run “ Welcome Mission.” Fair sex “ Oh, you lobster! ” Singing To be a Paderewski Gibson “ Oh, shoot! ” Galluping To be like “ Kinnie ” Electricity “ Back up! ” Dodging work To please Doc. The faculty “Yes, I did them all ” Plugging To be recognized as a 190c man Boston 12 p. m. “D— the gang of lobsters!” Studying To get diploma His namesake “ Come on, Bid! ” With Bid and Emo To succeed Mechanics “ Hang it all! ” Busy To get diploma Exams. “ By gad! ” With Emo To say what he thinks of mechanics Washington “Well, by Jove” Lengthening vacations To bluff Journalism “ Blame it all! ” All right To run a lunch cart Work “ Hello, boys ! ” Late To raise a moustache Collecting dues “You poor tripe ! ” Late Put Zaeder out of business Gike Pease Not for publication Training A long rest The whole bunch “ Go to h—, please! ” Fussing To run a Mardi Gras dance All Worcester “ Where’s Ritchie? ” On the beat To purify politics All Front street “ Here, you lobster! ” Smiling To write an original Eng¬ lish essay No one “ By gosh! ” Good natured To take a rest Ask Morse, ’02 “ Don’t you think so? ” Matching pennies To head the class Work “ You gorram fried egg! ” “Scabbing ” To be sporty His moustache “ When’s next dance? ” Rubbering To marry A Quaker Street lass “ Gee, I ain’t got it! ” Ready to cut To be Lord of Lancaster Rockwell “I’ll shake her bones this dance!” Fresh To telephone Hatch Barre “ All right ” On Main street To test shafting His “ Lamb ” “ Where’s Art? ” Pleasant To be like Hink Dingle “ Honestly now ” Jollying To sail a boat 1900 “ So long!” Ready to scrap To finish “ Steam ’’ Vacation “ Where’s the mechanics lesson? ” Bashful To draw (up) the stakes Whole Boston store “ Hully gee! ” Complaining To reform 1901 Fraternities “ Damfino! ” Game To work an electric belle Melrose “ Hello, goirls!” Jollying the girls To be honest The Profs. “ How about that? ” With MacRubber Some Things We Leave Behind There are some things we part from on leaving the Hill, Which we ne’er can forget, thro’ good and thro’ ill. Half amused, half-regretful, we’ll oft bring to mind The familiar old landmarks we’ve left far behind. For instance, there’s Johnny, who taught us descrip., From his house and old barn we got many a tip, Tho’ often he’d laugh when we fell into holes, He was bent upon saving our pencils and soles. And then there’s U. Waldo, tho’ to us he’s known By a name that’s much curter, tho’ not so high-flown. We shall never forget how still we all sat (asleep), While he discoursed on English—well, so much for that. Not to mention old “ Pop ” with his corn-balls so sweet, His tips on the weather, and No. n feet. We’ll recall when our “ dough ” we have recklessly spent, The pleasures once purchased with only one cent. And then the green parks where on fine afternoons We’d hasten to practice the old games of “ spoons,” But never forget in the midst of our larking Our studies, especially “ Smith’s Laws of Sparking.” How we’ll long for Ben Zaeder’s, that place of good cheer, Where we go now and then for a little root (?) beer, And think with a sigh of the zig-zags we’ve made After over-indulgence in Ben’s lemonade. With sadness we leave Tech’s Y. M. C. A., For they’re so good we all think them O. K. (If shocked because mentioned here just after Ben, ► We humbly beg pardon, etc. Amen.) And then, there’s the Hill, made famous forever By Truesdell’s historic and gallant endeavor, Who showed that its ascent could do him no harm With a nice tin thermometer under his arm. And if ever you’re forced in life’s class-room to bluff, To give you a tip—it will just be enough To remembah deah quizzah and stimulus find In that which so often inspired your mind. A. M. Envoi Four long years you’ve been together, Class of Naughty-One; Years of clear and stormy weather— Years of shade and sun. Ere have you upheld the right In sports and studies, toil and fun, Made a record, clear and bright— Class of Naughty-One. Forth into life’s field you’re going, Class of Naughty-One; There to reap what you’ve been sowing End what you’ve begun. Rough will be the way, and toilsome, Ere the goal is won. Falter not, but struggle upward, Class of Naughty-One. E’er may all success attend you, Class of Naughty-One. Fortune aid you and befriend you, Till the journey’s done. And when all your work is ended— When your race is run— May the welcome summons greet you, “Enter Naughty-One.” A. M. THE STANDARD OF CLOTHING EXCELLENCE. Stein-Bloch Suits and Top Coats. TYLISH and perfect fitting; made by intelligent and artistic crafts¬ men, and showing in every turn and curve the result of fine and leisurely workmanship. Suits and Top Coats absolutely faultless and beyond criti¬ cism. We ask your verdict on these superb garments, as regards styles, variety and value. 31 different patterns and varieties. From $ i o. 8 5 to $22.50 (Above prices guaranteed 30 per cent, lower than equal qualities can be pur¬ chased for elsewhere.) THE J. L. CODING CO., 408, 4IO, 412 MAIN ST. The Fisk Teachers’ Agency. lEvcrctt ©. jfisfe Co. t iproprtetors. 4 Ashburton place, Boston, Mass. 156 Fifth avenue, New York, N. Y. 1505 Penn. Ave., Washington, D. C. 203 Michigan Blvd., Chicago, Ill. 414 Century Building, Minneapolis, Minn. 4 Evans Building, Oskaloosa, Iowa. 533 Cooper Building, Denver, Colo 525 Stimson Block, Los Angeles, Cal. 420 Parrott Building, San Francisco, Cal. Send to any of the above agencies for Agency Manual. Correspondence with employers is invited. Registra¬ tion forms sent to teachers on appli¬ cation. Clark Sawyer Company. delusive Specialties ' ft ' ft ' ft ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ft ' ft ' ft ' ft ' ft “Syracuse’ 1 China, “ Libbey’s” Cut Glass, “Alaska” Refrigerators, “Royal Blue” Enameled Ware, “ Red Lion ” Toilet Paper, “Home” Clothes Wringers, “ Worcester” Pantry Steps, “ Yankee” Brushes, “ Beauty” Oil Heaters, “Worcester” Meat Roasters, “Worcester” Wash Benches, “ Imperial” Polish for Brass, “Imperial” Mineral Paste for Silver. —t- A1I bear our trade mark. All the best of their kind. vV vf vf $ vf vf Nf Vf Vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf vf 9 vf vf vf f vf Vf; vf vf � vvvv V VX-V V V X V V- V V V V V- V- St HALE’S SPA. Huic% Lunches and Order Cooking a Specialty. Cold Soda, Egg Drinks, Con¬ fectionery, Newspapers and Cigars. Don’t miss a cup of my Coffee. 322 Main St., Worcester, Mass. Opp. Mechanics Hall. THIS PAGE IS THE GIFT OF A FRIEND CORUNDUM and EMERY WHEELS. EMERY WHEEL MACHINERY. INDIA OIL STONES. WALKER UNIVERSAL TOOL AND CUTTER GRINDER. CHICAGO STORE — 25 S. CANAL STREET. Norton Emery Wheel Co. OFFICES AND WORKS AT WORCESTER, MASS. BUTTRICK EDDY, Hatters and Furnishers . THE LARGEST AND BEST STOCK OF STYLES UP TO THE MINUTE. E. F. Putnam, Maker of Men s Clothing ‘To Order . Negligee Shirts and Straw Hats Trousers to Order, $4 to $10. WE EVER HAD. LOOK AT OUR LINE OF Suits to Order, $ 15 to $55. Overcoats to Order, $15 to $50. Fancy Hose, 25 and 50 Cents. CAN’T BE BEAT. Cleaning, Repairing and Pressing done in the best manner. 395 Main St., WORCESTER, MASS. Room 821, State Mutual Building, WORCESTER, MASS. ON SKATES. On East Pearl street the scene is laid. The scene is changed ; Park avenue, The time — when stars begin to fade, Actors on bikes, in autos too; The actors are, I’m half afraid, Some on thoroughbreds, and not a few On skates. On skates. The jockey, he who loves a spree, The student, and his girl agree, Had they the time they’d always be On skates. “ Just what the doctor ordered was the exclamation of a prominent machinery dealer after carefully examining one of our new 13-inch “Star” Tool-room Lathes. These Lathes come just as near perfection as human effort can bring them. That they have important and unique advantages, is perfectly plain to any machinists who will give them a moment’s inspection. They have Power Cross Feed, either Plain, Compound, or Raise and Fall Rest, U. S. Stan¬ dard, Whitworth or Metric Lead Screw, also Drawing-in Chuck and Taper Attachments if desired. Full particulars furnished on request. Send for catalogue “ B.” 13-ineh “Star ” Tool-room Lathe. THE SENECA FALLS MFG. CO., 351 Water St., Seneca Falls, N. Y„ U. S. A, Established 1851. EIMER AMEND, MANUFACTURERS AND IMPORTERS OF Chemicals and Chemical Apparatus , 205, 207, 209 and 211 Third Avenue, Corner of 18th Street, New York. F INEST Bohemian and German Glassware, Royal Berlin and Meissen Porcelain, Purest Hammered Platinum, Balances and Weights, Zeiss’ and Spencer’s Microscopes and Bacteriological Apparatus, Chemically Pure Acids and Assay Goods, Kahlbaum’s C. P. Reagents, all kinds of Testing Instruments, Complete Laboratory Outfits. George I. Rock wood, Mechanical Engineer. W. T. BROWN, JPECIALTY: All questions in connection with the generation and transmission of Power. bailor. discount to Students MILL ENGINEER. Office: 62 Summer St., Worcester, Mass. Corner Main and Pleasant Streets. Entrance, No. 5 Pleasant Street, Worcester. Attention! Does this refer to you ? • • • 28 years’ experience; selling direct. We have no agents (and don’t want any). Our 22, 24, 28 inch Shapers endorsed by Tech graduates (and undergraduates) everywhere. Easily Adjusted. Simple in Action. No Belt Slip. READ THIS AND BE CONVINCED. Salt Lake City, Utah. UORTAHAVER CORSET Co. Kind Ladies and Gents My position having given me some experience, I feel called upon to recommend your styles to all whom it may concern. All of my wives have used your shapers and now use yours or none. A firm believer in Brigham Young’s principle, “ Get the best in quantity as well as quality,” I remain, sincerely yours, WILL U. FUSS, W. P. I., ’74 . We are about to move into our new and commodious factory. UORTAHAVER CORSET CO., Limited, Pipville=on=Hudson Tech Students s tPcter Z Z. Culbert -Attention! ZiZorccstcr, ZZ ass. Zlthen in want of Candy For a First-Class Hair- Cut or Shave go to try the celebrated -Zoss Quality Chocolates. Our Chocolate Soda is une Paul F. Seibold, 476 Main St., Over Clark=Sawyer Co.’s. qualed, 5 Cents. 334 9 a n Street• ESTABLISHED 1 885 INCORPORATED 1897 J. I COGHLIN, ’93, Treas. and Mgr. PAGE ELECTRIC COMPANY ISOLATED ELECTRIC PLANTS OF ALL SYSTEMS INSTALLED TELEPHONES, DYNAMOS AND MOTORS GENERAL ELECTRIC SUPPLIES 24 PEARL STREET, WORCESTER, MASS. A. F. BRAGG, Manager. CHARLIE WALKER, Assistant. Pool and Billiard Rooms. . . . An auburn-haired chemist called Ted, Once analyzed muchly for lead. Whene’er it was found, He would waltz all around, And cry, “ So U’re in there,” ’tis said. 6 8 Walnut Street, opp. Mechanics Hall. STARRETT’S Draughting Instruments. T his combinatiom of tools will be found to be a GREAT AID TO BETTER AND EASIER DRAUGHTING. The Straight-Edge has needle-carriers on each end, swinging on taper-stnds. These may be swung to bring the points close to the working-edge, and by a slight turn of a knurled nut may be rigidly locked, holding the straight-edge bradded to the paper. We make these straight-edges in six lengths, from 18 to 4S inches, and either plain or graduated. The Bevel-Arms, with clasp and section-liner, are made in 15, 24 and 36 in. lengths, and may be used with our graduated T-squares as well as with the straight-edges. The Section-Liner is in the form of a knuckle-joint and feeds either way against the graduation-marks. By thumb-pressure on the button-headed screw, which may be adjusted to line or coarse movement, hatching may be rapidly and evenly done, and for accurately spacing work to the scale of Jg, }£, or % to the foot, the device is a great convenience. The Protractor is X °f a 14-inch circle and is graduated to quarter degrees. It accurately fits the bevel-arm either side up. Further information, with prices of the various sizes of these instruments, is given on pp. 103 et sqq. of our Catalogue No. 16AB of Fine Mechanical Tools. The catalogue is free. THE L. S. STARRETT CO., ATHOL, MASSACHUSETTS, U. S. A. College Boys K flnow a goob tblng wben tbeg see tt. Ibang of tbe College Class=boofts are among tbe best examples we bave of Wasteful, Bttractlve, “Snappg” printing. Tone were selected to print tbls booh because tbe 4 bogs” tbougbt we bib better worfc tban otber printers. Me bave trleb not to blsappolnt tbem. Me coulb bo equally well for gou. Me tahe goob care tbat none of our custom® ers are blsappolnteb wltb wbat we bo for tbem. f. $. Blanchard Co. Printers of tbe Jtftcrmatb, 34 front Street, Worcester, mass. MANY YEARS EXPERIENCE IN ILLUSTRATING COLLEGE ANNUALS HAS GIVEN US A THOROUGH KNOWL¬ EDGE OF THEIR REQUIREMENTS WE HAVE ILLUSTRATED T HE AFTERMATH —THE PRISM—THE ECHO — VASSARION — VIOLET — ANDOVER CLASS BOOK — THE HUB — TECHNIQUE — GARNET — THE ORACLE —BRIC-A-BRAC—THE PURPLE — SMITH COLLEGE CLASS BOOK — SALMAGUNDI — THE INTERPRES—TRINITY IVY — HARVARD ILLUSTRATED MAGAZINE — TECH. QUARTERLY DO NOT CLOSE Your Contract WITHOUT FIRST SEEING US SUFFOLK ENGRAVING and ELECTROTYPING COMPANY Nos. 234-236 CONGRESS STREET, SUFFOLK BUILDING BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS AN IDEAL STUDIO WHERE POR¬ TRAITS ARE MADE BY PHOTOG¬ RAPHY TO RESEMBLE REAL OLD WORKS OF ART. Sec our new Ifoe 330 Btcblnos. 6 Elm Street. Successor to Davis. WORCESTER DRILL GRINDERS (10 Varieties), MADE BY THE WASHBURN SHOPS, Polytechnic Institute, WORCESTER, - MASS. Machinists, Pattern-Makers, Brass and Iron Founders, Manufacturers of Light Machine Tools and Grind¬ ing Machinery. Equipment for Manual Training Schools a Special¬ ty. Send for Catalogue. Jerome Marble. Rufus S. Woodward. Jos. Russel Marble. Charles E. Eager. JEROME MARBLE CO., WORCESTER, MASS. 12 f High Street , Boston, Mass. OILS, DRUGS, DYE-STUFFS, STARCHES, PAINTS, VARNISHES AND WINDOW-GLASS. W a I m ny I s 5 s m B] I m a a a a m oa a m m 11 1 I m m 1 I I I 5 m [ai m a a a m Loan Values Cash Values Paid=up Values Extended Insurance Continuous Annuities are among the new features embodied in the policies of the State Mutual Life Assurance Company of Worcester, Mass. (Incorporated 1844.) LL policies issued by this company are protected from forfeiture by the laws of the Commonwealth of Massa¬ chusetts. Apply to the home office of the company at Worcester or to any of its agents for a specimen copy and convince yourself that it is the most desirable form of policy in existence. A 1 1 m [B I m Ei m I i 5 I I a a a a a 1 H I s m B] m B] m BJ s s m 0 m |B a a a a m |S I a m {Plunger Elevator Co. Hydraulic Plunger Elevators for both Freight and Passenger Service. SAFEST, SMOOTHEST RUNNING, MOST DURABLE AND ECONOMICAL ELEVATOR ON THE MARKET. rzr ' Qp Office and Factory, = = Worcester, Mass. S3 §3 Leonard Ellis, Sole Manufacturers of VALVOLINE Cylinder and Lubricating Oil. 27 State Street, BOSTON, - MASS. W. H. Dresser, Manager N. E. Department. NEW YORK, CHICAGO, PHILADELPHIA, ST. LOUIS, SAN FRANCISCO, LONDON, PARIS, HAMBURG. Davis Co. Custom Catlors. IReasonable prices. Dress Suits a Specialty?. Dress Suits to 3Let. We have changed our rooms to No. 405 and 406, 4th floor, south corridor, State Mutual Building. Davis Company. ESTABLISHED 1 832. THE GRAND PARIS, 1900. PRIX. A Special Gold Medal The only American Saw or Machine- Knife Manufacturers to have ever received the Grand Prix at a Paris Exposition. ♦ PARIS, 1900. S I M 0 N D S MANUFACTURING CO. Fitchburg, New York, Chicago, New Orleans, San Francisco, Portland, Seattle, Mass. N. Y. Ill. La. Cal. Ore. Wash. SIEMEN’S PIG AND ORE PIG BOILING PROCESS. The Natural Food Conservatory, Niagara Falls, N. Y. C HE building shown in the cut is the new home of the industry which offers to the world the various forms of Shredded Whole Wheat products. Starting with a small hand machine in Denver in 1893, the business has already outgrown a large plant in Worcester. The new building, which is 463 feet long and 68 feet wide, is the result of the study of several years, and combines architectural beauty with the best of modern factory construction. $1,000,000 is approximately the cost of this building, equipped with machinery, but, when it is understood that it represents a practical ideal in every way of an immense plant for production under absolutely pure and normal condi¬ tions, this cost is not excessive. The machinery, which has been designed and patented, is all electrically driven. The heating will be done by the indirect system, fresh air being taken from the outside, heated, and forced to all parts of the building, insuring almost perfect ventilation. The employees will have all desirable conveniences; with their daily lunch, provided by the company free, opportunities for recreation, large bath and toilet rooms, they will be among the best and most satisfied help. The undertaking involved in this plant will be a model for manufacturers for years to come. The phrase, “best of everything,” sounds the keynote of the entire enterprise, for without the proper foundation and material no completed structure can stand the test of time and use. It is so, also, with the human body; no one who does not supply his system with the proper building material (proper food) for his physical development can hope for the health of mind and body requisite for a full and well-rounded life. The building shown above is a monument marking the growing appreciation of the people for the efforts of Henry D. Perky to supply a complete and naturally organized food. and with them as the basis in general cookery the eye is pleased, the taste satisfied, the body is nourished in natural proportion, and natural conditions follow. Raspberries in Biscuit Basket Recipe No.- 136. Creamed Spinach on Shredded Wheat Biscuit Toast Recipe No. 62. Shredded Wheat Biscuit Jellied Apple Sandwich Recipe No. 249. vi i a ,v . Poached Egg on Shredded Wheat Biscuit Recipe No. 26. Mr. James Ten Eyck, the father and trainer of the now famous “ Ned ” Ten Eyck, winner of the Diamond Sculls at Henley Royal Regatta, says:—“For good, tough, elastic muscle, and at the same time to keep the body in good condition, there is nothing in my judg¬ ment equal to Shredded Wheat Biscuit. This food is free frOm previous fermentation, as found in light breads made from fine flour, which should always be avoided. I am convinced it is a perfect food to train on, and to live largely on before training, instead of any other kind of bread or cereals. I keep 1 Shredded Wheat ' in my house—would not be without it. Biscuit, Warm or Cold, with Milk or Cream Recipe No. I. Speaking of Shredded Wheat Biscuit, Rev. Dr. Edward Everett Hale says there is nothing he more enjoys for his breakfast. Rev. Dr. John Lindsay Withrow says: “Our table is constantly supplied with your delicious biscuit. HAYES LITHO.CO $ BUFFALO N-Y- OVER g R lLLUSTRATED ON OPPOSITE SIDE OF THIS SHEET. 136 Raspberries in Shredded Wheat Biscuit Baskets. One quart raspberries, % cup sugar, }4 cup ice water, or chopped ice, 6 Shredded Wheat Biscuit, 4 pint thin cream, powdered sugar. Wash and pick over the berries, crush % of them, add the sugar and ice water, set in a cool place 1 hour. Prepare the Biscuit by cutting with a sharp pointed knife, an oblong cavity in the top of the Biscuit, about 4 inch from sides and ends; carefully remove the top and all inside shreds, making a basket. Fill with the crushed berries, let¬ ting the syrup saturate the Biscuit. Put the whole berries, of a uniform size, on top; sprinkle with powdered sugar and serve with cream. Strawberries, blackberries or bananas may be prepared in the same way. Blueberries may be used without crushing. Pineapple, peaches or cantaloupe may also be used, paring and cutting fine with silver knife, using same proportions of sugar and water. Stewed apples may also be used as a filling for the baskets. 28 Egg Toast. Six hard cooked eggs, paprica, celery . salt, 1 cup thin cream, 1 level tablespoon butter, 1 level tablespoon Entire Wheat Flour, 4 Shredded Wheat Biscuit. Cook the eggs 45 minutes, cool in cold water, remove shells, separate yolks and whites. Make a cream sauce of the cream, flour, butter, V? teaspoon salt, 4 teaspoon paprica; add the whites of eggs put through potato ricer. Split the Biscuit, sprinkle with celery salt, dust with paprica, and toast a light brown in oven, remove to warm platter, dress with the sauce, cover the top with the yolks of the eggs put through a potato ricer, garnish with finely minced parsley. 26 Poached or Scrambled Eggs on Shredded Wheat Biscuit. Moisten the Biscuit slightly with cold water, place small bits of butter on top; put in buttered pan in hot oven about 3 minutes. Remove with pancake turner to warm plate. Use as toast for scrambled or poached eggs. HOW TO SPLIT THE BISCUIT FOR TOAST AND OTHER SERVINGS. 151 Shredded Wheat Biscuit Toast. With a sharp pointed knife split the Biscuit lengthwise into halves, toast to nice light brown, either in oven or over coals, being careful not to bum. If butter is used, put on cold, a little at a time—enough for a bite only at once. No yeast germs, no baking powder gases, no greasy shortening, and yet you have a perfectly light and short bread. Note.—Thousands of families have no other bread in the house. 62 Creamed Spinach. 14 peck spinach, 6 Shredded Wheat Biscuit, 4 teaspoon salt, 4 teaspoon white pepper, 14 cup heavy cream, 2 level tablespoons butter, salt and pepper. Pick over and wash the spinach till entirely free from grit, put in a kettle without water and set on the stove where it will cook slowly till the juices are drawn out, then boil till tender. Drain and chop fine. Return to kettle, add butter, salt, pepper and cream; heat, but do not cook. Split the Biscuit with sharp pointed knife, sprinkle lightly with salt and pepper, toast lightly in oven. Dress with the prepared spinach and serve hot. 249 Shredded Wheat Biscuit Jellied Apple Sandwich. 4 large apples, )4 cup water, 4 cup sugar, 2 Shredded Wheat Biscuit, 1 package Raspberry Bromangelon, 1 pint boiling water. Pare, core and quarter the apples, put in sauce pan with the V 2 cup water and cook covered until tender, then add the sugar and set in a cool place until cold. Turn the boiling water on to the Bromangelon and stir until dissolved. Split the Biscuit lengthwise into halves, remove some of the inside shreds, put a layer of the stewed apples between the halves. Into a narrow pan long enough to take the Biscuits, placed end to end, turn the dissolved Bromangelon to the depth of 4 inch and set in ice water to harden. When it is hard, place the Biscuit top side down in the pan and turn around them the remainder of the dissolved Bromangelon and set away to harden. Serve with thin cream. If Broman¬ gelon is not to be had, the sandwich may be prepared in the following manner: Soak 4 box of Plymouth Rock Gelatine (pink) in 4 cup cold water 4 hour. If you use Knox’s Gelatine or Burnham’s Jellycon, follow directions on those packages to prepare liquid; then proceed as directed for Bromangelon. Cook the parings and cores of the apples in IY 2 pints of water for 20 minutes, then strain the boiling water from them on to the gelatine, stir until dissolved and add % cup sugar. When the sugar is dissolved, strain and proceed as directed Tn recipe above. Any of the pure gelatines may be used. In their season, straw¬ berries, crushed or cut in halves, may be used as a substitute for stewed apples. Raspberries or other berries may also be used without cutting or crushing. Note.—Your tinner can make the mould for you; dimensions: deep, 2 Mj inches; long at top, 9 inches; at bottom, 8 Y 2 inches; wide at top, 3% inches; bot¬ tom, 2%, inches. 1 Biscuit with Milk or Cream, Served Warm. Hold the Biscuit between thumb and second finger, and, with bottom side down, dip it quickly in cold milk, then hold it perpendicularly until the milk drains off. Lay the Biscuit in a buttered pan, cover, and put in a hot oven from three to five minutes. Remove with pan¬ cake turner to a warm plate, and serve with cream and sugar, if preferred, or with butter, or syrup. If it is desired to serve the Biscuit cold, after dipping in cold milk as above, let set from three to five minutes, and serve with top dressing of cream or milk, sugar to taste, or serve cold as taken from carton, with milk or cream. The above recipes are taken from The Vital Question Cook Book, which contains over 250 valuable recipes, a treatise on the food subject, table of food values, etc., conveniently arranged for consultation and illustrated, sent free to all who send their names and address (and name this publication). SERIES 7 . Address, THE SHREDDED WHEAT CO., Worcester, Mass.