Worcester Polytechnic Institute - Peddler Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 324 of the 1913 volume:

SJorctstcr )olgtcchnic institute 0eorgc £. 0ordon tibrarg 121609 , tf f Mjj. 4 . I TO LEVI LEONARD CONANT GIFTED TEACHER, SCHOLAR, AUTHOR TRUE GENTLEMAN BELOVED FRIEND WE, THE CLASS OF 1913 RESPECTFULLY DEDICATE THIS OUR AFTERMATH Worcester Polytechnic Institute Worcester, Massachusetts June, 1913 P PRESENTING this Aftermath to our Class¬ mates the Board recognizes that in their at¬ tempt to render it truly representative of “Tech as we all know it,” much has been omitted that might fittingly have been in¬ cluded within its pages. And from the view¬ point of the individual, it is probable that much has been included which might fittingly have been omitted. For our free use of this individual, we can only explain that the Class is made up of individuals, and that we hope every knock will be considered an “elevation.” The in¬ accuracies of a first edition are certain to appear, and for these we ask your indulgence. If, in your perusal of these pages, some little thing pleases you, please be sufficiently pleased to let your pleasure carry you through some other things which we would be pleased to have please you, but which, although pleasing others, will fail to please you. And if in the future something in this book brings a smile to your face, the Board will be amply repaid for the labor expended in placing it in your hands. 9 Levi Leonard Conant, Ph. D. Acting President FTER all, how little the Catalogue tells of the latent possibilities that await the entering student! None can predict the effect which the four years following his acceptance at the Institute will have upon his life—a life for which the Catalogue calmly explains the course offered by the Institute in preparation for a useful existence, quietly records the posi¬ tions held by previous graduates, eloquently describes the equipment. But these are only a small portion of the influences which are to surround the newcomer. His fellow-students of varied types from many nationalities are to strike undreamed of chords in his nature. Friends he will make, and what manner of men will these friends be? The lonely life away from old-time friends and parents offers him whatever he cares to choose, and what will he choose? And his instructors exert upon him an influence as strong and directing as it is invisible, unrealized, intangible. And here we pause, for this influence of the Faculty which may well be relied upon does not reach him strongly during the year he needs it most, for the new Techman, isolated from his father’s guiding words and example, is denied the more intimate acquaintance with the older Professors which is the privilege of the upper classmen. His first year is “plugged” out alone, almost entirely shut off from the guidance of older men. But simultaneously with the beginning of his Sophomore year commences his closer knowledge of the Faculty members—those men who have labored patiently with successive batches of semi-raw material, shaping and fashioning it into finished products capable of creditable work in its chosen field. It is at this time that the Tech¬ man begins to obtain his insight into the Peer of Professors, the soft- voiced, gentle leader whom the Catalogue so coldly terms “Acting- President and Professor of Mathematics.” How much more than that he is to the graduates of the Institute! A scholar whose efficiency if 10 commands our admiration, an advisor whose counsel enjoins our gratitude, a friend whose warm regard we cherish. How often has his gentle voice brought smiles to our faces or storms of applause from our assemblies! How well he battled with our slowness over the many problems of Calculus, his gradually increasing impatience—at its height as gentle as his voice—marked only by the increasing rate at which his foot would swing from his crossed knees. “How many did you do?” would come softly from his lips, and as the answers, “one,” “three,” “none,” “two,” reached their end, he would gaze sorrowfully at us and say, “Dear, dear, the men don’t seem to be interested.” Professor Conant, or better, “Coney,” graduated from Dart¬ mouth in 1879 and has received the degrees, Master of Arts, Dart¬ mouth, 1887; Master of Arts, Doctor of Philosophy, Syracuse Uni- versitv, 1893. His life has been devoted to ed¬ ucational work; upon graduation he became associated with the Public Schools until 1887, when he became Professor of Mathe¬ matics at the Dakota School of Mines. A year of graduate work at Clark University fol¬ lowed, and in 1891 he came to the Institute. For nine years he served actively on the Worcester Board of Education, becoming its Chairman in 1909; since that time he has been a member of the State Board of Educa- tion. In spite of his many duties he has still found time to prepare and publish several ex¬ cellent text-books on Geometry and Trigo- II V -f nometry. As Editor of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute Journal for eight years and a contributor to educational and mathematical period¬ icals, he is well known among all students. In 1911 he was appointed Acting President of the Institute, and immediately plunged, “with misgivings ,” he told us, into the added work. How little necessary were the misgivings is amply shown by the rapid strides made in the last two years. And all this work for others! A life of service and trust has well become the quiet, unassum¬ ing man who has become the friend of every student at the Institute and whose influence upon our lives cannot be measured, for who can predict at what points in our Future we are to show the effect that contact with his noble nature has made upon our characters? We tender him our thanks and sincere appreciation of his work in our behalf, hoping that in the years to come we may always co-op¬ erate and serve with him in his efforts for our Tech. 12 13 14 15 Corporation President Hon Charles G. Washburn, B. S., A. B. Secretary Charles Baker, B. S. Treasurer Homer Gage, A. M., M. D. G. Henry Whitcomb, A. M. Rev. Austin S. Garver, A. M. Elmer P. Howe, B. S., A. B. Hon. James Logan, A. M. Lincoln N. Kinnicutt, Esq. T. Edward Wilder, B. S. Rev. Allyn King Foster, A. M. Fred H. Daniels, B. S. Charles G. Stratton, B. S. Rev. Shepherd Knapp, D. D. On the part of the State Board of Education George I. Alden, M. M. E. Ex-officio His Honor, The Mayor, George M. Wright 18 19 Faculty Levi L. Conant, Ph.D., Acting President and Professor of Mathematics John E. Sinclair, Ph.D., Professor of Higher Mathematics , Emeritus George H. Haynes, Ph.D., Professor of Economics and Political Science Walter L. Jennings, Ph.D., Professor of Organic Chemistry Zelotes Wood Coombs, A.M., Professor of English and Modern Languages Harold B. Smith, M.E., Professor of Electrical Engineering Arthur Willard French, C.E., Professor of Civil Engineering A. Wilmer Duff, D.Sc., Professor of Physics William W. Bird, B.S., Professor of Mechanical Engineering and Director of Washburn Shops Alton L. Smith, M.S., Professor of Drawing and Machine Design Charles M. Allen, M.S., Professor of Hydraulic Engineering Joseph O. Phelon, M.M.E., Professor of Electrical Engineering Albert S. Richey, E.E., Professor of Electrical Railway Engineering Carleton A. Read, S.B., Professor of Steam Engineering Arthur W. Ewell, Pii.D., Professor of Physics Arthur D. Butterfield, M.S., A.M., Professor of Mathematics Howard Chapin Ives, C.E., Professor of Railroad Engineering John H. Nelson, M.S., Professor of Applied Mechanics David L. Gallup, M.E., Assistant Professor of Gas Engineering Carl D. Knight, E.E., Assistant Professor of Experimental Electrical Engineering Frederick Bonnet, Jr., Ph.D., Assistant Professor of Chemistry Robert C. Sweetser, B.S., Assistant Professor of Analytical Chemistry Clarence A. Pierce, Ph.D., Assistant Professor of Theoretical Elec¬ trical Engineering Raymond K. Morley, Ph.D., Assistant Professor of Mathematics Albert W. Hull, Ph.D., Assistant Professor of Physics Absent on leave. ■ Professors A lthough every ap - proach to a diploma at the Institute bristles with Sci¬ ence and its queer machines and experiments, Jenny, known to the world as Professor George H. Haynes, amid all this stress and strain, sits peacefully in his inner sanctum and reads,— reads papers, reads men and their actions, totally oblivious and unconcerned with whether the gears in the next building are meshing properly or whether some careless chemist a few doors below is preparing to make a quart or more of nitrogen tricloride. And again, he is one of many, for where will you find another man combining such thorough knowledge of his subjects with such delightful irony and equipped with such a voice for utterance? Where will you find a man so refined and thoughtful of others, so broad, yet so congenial? The mere mention of Jenny’s lectures brings a smile of pleasant reminiscence and amusement. How delicately he could shake theo¬ retical hands with the Standard Oil Co., his soft voice telling all the while what a damnable, corrupt business it was; how graphically he would denounce the tariff without saying one word against it, his delicate irony telling so clearly and entertainingly what he retrained from saying. We remember with amusement his far-away look at the Washburn Shops while the late arrivals struggled and tumbled over the rapidly outstretched feet in an effort to gain their seats noise¬ lessly; we recall his twitching lips, nervous tongue and oscillating pedal 21 extremity as a joke threaded its way enjoyably and slowly thr ough his mind to utterance. What a picture he made with his long legs coiled up and carefully folded over each other in an effort to keep them on the platform with the rest of his person, and the number of positions he could occupy in the space of an hour gave us constant cause for wonder! And the questions that his mind conceived to harass us: (1) Would a child, born of a Chinese father and English mother, be an American citizen, if born on a ship flying the French flag, having Span¬ ish papers and resting in an Amer¬ ican port? (2) a. If the wool mar¬ ket were glutted with an excess of wool, what would be the effect on the price of beef? b. How would you finance a war under such conditions? But there is another side to Jenny that brought us closer to¬ gether than these questions, which rather kept us apart, for he knew the answers and usually we didn’t! From him we gained some¬ thing of his kindliness toward erring humanity, some of the char¬ acteristics of the true gentleman, some of his love of fair play and cleanliness in all things, and through him we realized as we never realized before that true politeness is thoughtfulness for others. And these things are of paramount importance, for we should be men and gentlemen first, and scientists, engineers or what-not afterwards. And it was he who instilled into some and developed in others that most valuable attribute, civic and national pride, unobscured by bigotry or prejudice. It was he who pushed back our narrow horizon that we might have a broader outlook on life and its problems, on politics and its mysteries,—on law and its obscurities. It was he who brought home to us that but a few years intervened before we would be called upon to help solve these problems. And for these things we thank him. Jenny came to us from Amherst, via Johns Hopkins. We don’t know but we think we would like to have been his crony at Amherst, for analysis and deduction leads us to believe that they were 22 red-letter days, filled to their utmost capacity with life and activity. Only such a youth could have become the widely read, broad minded, cultured gentleman that we are so glad to ascend Tech Hill with. k ROM the most recent map ¥ showing the geographical distribution of nicknames on the Hill, we find that the top floor of the Salisbury labora¬ tories bristles with them; in fact, if nicknames were a key to popularity, Doctor Jennings would be far and away the most popular man on the Hill. Beily, Beilstein, Hatchet-Face, Old Sleuth, Hughie and the Detective constitute his more common aliases; only the Fresh¬ men call him “Doctor Jen¬ nings.” Harvard’s Class of 1889 was the proud possessor of this devotee of tennis and lover of derivations. He later studied in both Berlin and Heidelberg, and if Emil Fischer ever did anything that the Senior Chemists haven’t heard about, it probably isn’t fit to tell. Qualitative Analysis was the first subject in which Hughie chaperoned us; it was here that he paid us monthly visits just after the issuing of the marks, bearing individual records of each man in his hands and accompanied with a personal lecture as to the results of the previous month’s work. At that early date in our career, he had us scared “stiff,” and we never tr ied to tell our side of it. Probably it is just as well, for now that we have gotten well over our fright we still find that we can’t tell him anything. And yet this personal display of interest in the work of the individual is one of the qualities that we have come to admire in the man who has been guiding our footsteps; his constant attendance during thesis work and his active participation in the solution of the various problems that presented themselves are characteristic of him. And then came History of Chemistry! Only his marvelous ability as an entertaining lecturer, coupled with his carelessness in the use of the letter E on the type- 23 —4 writer, ever induced us to crawl out at eight o clock to hear about the dead ones. His bursts of classic sarcasm at the expense of Priestly and Sir William are filed away in our minds with his biting comments on the modern elixirs of life—“Peruna” and Lydia Pinkham s Remedy. And then a half year of peace intervened before we again met him in Organic Chemistry. What a subject it is! How we struggled with the “funny pictures” of the carbon atoms, and what a deuce of a time we had to remember the volumes of material that he told us so easily! One of his lectures constitutes a “three-reel” picture that we hear so much about, but we finally obtained a few doubtful fhckerings of what he was driving at, and some of us passed the course. The other profs kept us up all night studying, and Doctor Jennings insisted on having us all at Organic lecture at eight the next morning. On the grounds of insomnia only can we explain his consistent arrange¬ ment of eight o’clock courses. Senior year he disagreed with us, or we with him, on every pos¬ sible occasion. When we had about decided to take Foundry, he recommended Surveying, because you “could lay out a tennis court so beautifully” with it; then when we were plan¬ ning to choose Bacteriology instead of Analytical Chemistry, the option was abolished, etc., ad infinitum. Some day we shall probably appreciate the wisdom of the perpetual eight o’clocks, the du¬ plicate notebooks, the stock-room system and the host of other inconven¬ iences to which his inven¬ tive genius gave birth. But these were things of mo¬ mentary inconvenience and irritation. The pleasant things about our “Hughie” that we shall remember long after these little grouches have been forgot¬ ten are his colossal ability as a lecturer in imparting 24 life and interest to the dullest subject on earth,—History of Chem¬ istry,—and his interest in the work of the individual. ND whose voice is it that A 1 first salutes the Freshman, after the President has told them how ignorant they are and how hard they must labor to retain a foothold on the Hill? “Coombsie’s,” comes the answer. “Correct, Archibald! Go to the head of the class.” Zelotes Wood Coombs, A. M., but to us he is and al¬ ways will be, Coombsie. It is not without reason that he is called “the Freshman Profes¬ sor” for he is the one member of the Faculty who is privileged to feast upon their mistakes and ignorance, to guide their unwary footsteps, to lecture them upon their childishness and comb their matted thoughts. Shall we ever be able to forget his lectures? Oh yes, we have practically done that already; but never will we forget their occurrence, with their invariable opening of “The themes are coming in with commendable regularity,” and the running fire of comment on the previous week’s themes. The bulletin board which was always “coming up the Hill”, the “vice” in the shops, the “principle idear,” “I would due,” “English decent,” and similar errors furnished material for his discourse. “Who I Am, and Why I Came to the Institute,” has furnished us with food for reflection ever since its writing, and “A Classical or Technical Education” is still an undecided point in our minds. The mere fact that “the beetle-browed villain” and the “fero¬ cious dog” were both old and decrepit before we ever heard of the Institute was a trifle that we failed to consider. We did n’t realize that the “apple orchard” on the “Walk to Wachusett” had been plundered every year, until any self-preserving farmer would have cut it down and sown buckwheat in its place, nor did we know that 25 the same sentences had described and amused preceding classes for years before. And what does it matter? It served a purpose and kept us good natured through the remainder of the hour, which was worth a great deal. He was our best-beloved then, and won our undy¬ ing devotion by his loyalty to athletics; winning or losing, he was always cheery in his out¬ look for the Future, —the teams which we would turn out when we obtained better facilities,— the remarkable showing we were making under existing conditions, and his enthusiastic recitals of the attitude of the Alumni at the last banquet he attended; how they hung on every word about the struggle the teams were making under such adverse circumstances, how they cheered and clapped in appreciation of our efforts, and the joy with which they too looked forward to the Gymnasium. It was Coombsie who made himself immortal by his single-umbrel- lad attack upon the struggling mob before Boynton Hall, and like the warriors of old, “his mighty weapon rose and fell with untiring strength upon the awed and helpless enemy, who in their efforts to escape the fell blows of this most mighty of warriors, turned and trampled friend and foe beneath their feet, that they might escape the havoc of his terrible progress.” And how we smile when we remember his annual lecture upon smoking and his poor misguided plants who did their darndest to make him embrace the noxious weed. Can you imagine him Sunday morning seated before his plant-stand, a rubber bulb in his hand, lustily forcing air through a pipe that he may, without injury to himself, smoke to a suitable death the vile lice which would 26 o destroy his pets? How foolish he made us feel, when he loosened up one morning and told us what he thought about our artistic efforts on the stonework of the Institute, and did n’t he get us out with scrubbing brushes and chemicals to remove the marks of our childish¬ ness? We’ve often wondered whether it was the earnestness of his lecture on that subject or the indignity of scrubbing stones and cement that made such a lasting impression on us, for never again did our numerals decorate (?) the property of the Institute. Many things will make us stand by Coombsie, long after his Beowulf and his other dead pets have been relegated to the realms of oblivion, for he won our affection at a time when we were lonely and unacquainted with the mysteries of Tech, and his cheery greeting, every man by name, will live long in our minds. ,NE of the professors with whom it has been our mis¬ fortune not to become acquaint¬ ed is Harold B. Smith, head of the Department of Electrical Engineering. He is a graduate of Cornell; he first became head of the Electrical Engineering Department of Arkansas State University, remaining but a year, when he accepted a position with the Elektron Manufacturing Co., and a pro¬ fessorship at Purdue University. In 1896 he came to W. P. I. and under his efficient manage¬ ment the course developed from a mere side-study into a full- fledged department. A two years’ leave of absence was granted him shortly after our arrival at the Institute and his absence continued during the whole of our course, thus denying us the privilege of contact with one of the brainiest and most influential men on the Hill. P ROF. French, the elongated head of the Civil Engineering Department is a product of New Hampshire where he was brought up on tacks. Correcting for temperature stresses he has an elevation of something like seven feet above his abutments. Before he came to 27 f - Tech he spent his time travel¬ ing from coast to coast. In this way he has worked in every city, tackled every kind of a job, and become acquaint¬ ed with every engineer on the face of the earth to-day. Thus qualified he has entered our portals to tell us of things that are. When we first came to the Institute, “Prof” was an en¬ thusiastic bicyclist and not unlike Silas Marner he would ‘gallup’ off on his mechanical horse with his coat tail in a horizontal plane and his elbows flapping in the wind. How¬ ever, since then “Joe” Phelon has converted him into an ardent follower of the four- wheel buggy. “Prof” has two indoor sports which he delights in, especially as a winter pastime. One is in kidding “Doc ” Bonnet and the other one is in telling “Joe” Phelon funny stories. “Doc” and “Joe” have daily reserved seats in “Profs” office, which they occupy from 3 to 6.30 p. m. He is a worker, and surely knows how to get the work out of others. He believes in getting results regardless of consequences, if he thinks himself in the right; and in this respect he is like Nero, of ancient Rome, who, unable to convince the people that the city should be rebuilt, said, “To Hell with the people. I will rebuild the city if I have to burn it down.” It is doubtful if “Prof” can be ap¬ proached on the Hill as an instructor. NE other gentleman with whom every man in the Institute comes into more or less intimate contact is A. Wilmer Duff, D. Sc., Professor of Physics. Another scientist of the first water, he is one of the few men on the Hill who wanders about unnicknamed and un¬ moved by the occasional storms of enthusiasm or protest that sweep and eddy about the School. Always the same, and calmly caressing his chin and cheek, he can be found in his sanctum, delving into the recent theories of Physics. 28 the Sophomore year. If Prof. Duff cracks a joke, you may be abso¬ lutely certain that it is unintentional, and we are sure that our occasional uproarious appreciation of amusing points in his dis¬ course jarred on the gentle¬ man’s usual patience. When he carefully added a few drops of water to a solution in an already full beaker and innocently informed us that he “sometimes got a drop too much,” we were quite alone in appreciating the humor of the situation. But a scientist he is, down to the smallest frac¬ tion of a milligram which he He, too, had his difficulties in satisfactorily performing experiments on the lecture table, and often “the crudity of the apparatus,” “the meteor¬ ological conditions,” or the “unreliability of the action” made it necessary for us to ' assume the truth of his state¬ ments. However, we soon got used to assuming things in Phy¬ sics, even our answers, and after a month had passed we were sufficiently grounded in the subject to overlook the failure of experimental work to bear out the theory. These lectures in Physics were a blessing to some, as they afforded the only opportunity for sleep during Jr 29 ■ A observes in his calculations, and the mere fact that his subject happens to be a “sticker,” is nothing against the well-educated, thorough gentleman who taught us what little we know about the laws and principles underlying natural phenomena. FTER hearing the name of £ Pigg ” no man who has been on the Hill over a week has to be told who is the owner of this dignified title. We have been unable to trace out the history of this cognomen, but assume that it was given to William when a child on ac¬ count of his carnivorous appe¬ tite. Piggy is somewhat of a walker and has a chart all drawn out of the places to which he has been. He claims that this keeps him in con¬ dition, and that he has n’t an ounce of fat on him, but we are all from Missouri. We did n’t run into this massive body until our Senior vear; at this time we met him as a class in Mechanics where he personally demonstrated to us that force equals mass times acceleration. As a graduate of the Institute, Piggy seems to be a little too jealous of his position, hence the nights of worry before the spring exams. Nevertheless all those he lets by admit that he is a good old scout and can hammer some knowledge into the thickest of us. A QUIET, unobtrusive individual, who carefully places his pedal extremities, with toes together, at an angle of 45 degrees, and glances at you over the top of his glasses. That in a few words is the first impression you get of “Dingtoe.” We had little opportunity to meet this distinguished personage until the terrible claws of Kinematics closed upon us. As we entered his sanctum we were at once put at ease by his kindly appearance, but as soon as the first monthly marks arrived we found we had been completely deceived. Ding has been appointed chairman of the Freshman Committee, and while the choice is doubtless a wise one we congratulate ourselves that it was not in 30 A expansive smile he brought himself before us and smote us with the full glory of his facial expression of pleasure. But how quickly that smile can fade from his features, and be re¬ placed by an expression which makes the letters on a diploma wobble, can be appreciated only by those who have had occasion to note it in a per¬ sonal way. A generous front is exposed to the world and it takes a lot of nerve and a generous supply of a “don’t give a damn” spirit to talk back to the imposing attitude which he assumes to the world. In fact it took a little two by four conductor in Boston to show us how to handle the our time. Ding always seems to go to extremes. Several years ago he used to figure the design of a punch on a five-foot slip-stick; now he uses a five- inch one. There is no subject with which he is not conver¬ sant, whether it be athletics or boils, although he takes rather a pessimistic view of the former. However, in a quiet way, Ding hands out some good advice, and none of us would be any worse off if we took some of it to ourselves. N OT until Junior year did we come upon the gentle¬ man whose greatest pleasure is to be told what a good course he has. It was then that we met him in Steam. With an 31 gentleman; totally oblivious to the dignity hanging from the shoulders of our Professor, the little employee of the transportation company pranced up to him and told him to “Fade away,” with all the gusto of a town bully. The vigorous exercise of his nose after recounting a good story is a feature of B. A.’s course which will stay with us many years. It only takes Professor Read about five minutes to be able to call every man in the division by his first name and this characteristic of B. A.—pardon me—C. A.—is one which gives all students a tendency to like the instructor. There is some satisfaction to a man away from home and friends to be recognized and feel that some one knows him and is cognizant of his existence. N ascending Boynton Hill almost any day you may see clouds of smoke pour¬ ing from the windows of the Mechanical building. It is a sight to tax the courage of a brave man. Determined to find the cause of this great conflagration we dash into the room from which the smoke emerges and after searching for a while we finally discover a person sitting in an easy chair with his feet on the desk. He is puffing vigorously at a stogie while the floor is strewn with the remnants of the past ten minutes’ smoking. This personage we find out is no less than Professor Charles Metcalf Allen, doing his day’s work. “Charlie,” as he is more com¬ monly known, has that way about him that gains the friendship of all who come under him. To look at him the uninitiated would think him a grouch, but underneath that scowl he is pretty bright and sometimes when he forgets the Aftermath he lets slip some pretty shady stories. Charlie was one of our own graduates and this no doubt accounts for his success as an hydraulic engineer. He is a 32 w recognized authority on water wheels and turbines, which no doubt accounts for the ease with which he knocks fellows off the boom at Chaffins. Charlie’s official camping grounds is at Chaffins, where he can be found toasting his shins at the fireplace while the poor students freeze their hands at the water-wheel. A great many of us wondered where Charlie got all that hot air he hands out, but after seeing him smoking gasoline at the smoke talk the mystery was solved. But to be serious, Prof. Allen is one of the squarest men on the Hill and we hand him along to future classes with our stamp of approval. E are told that Prof. Phelon was born in Cherry Valley, New York. However that may be, he graduated from Tech in 1887 with a B. S. in Mechanical Engineering, and after serving as assistant in Physics, got his B. S. in Electrical Engi¬ neering in 1890. In 1901 he obtained his M. M. E. from Cornell, having held a Fellow¬ ship in Sibley College in ’00-’01. From instructor in 1896 in Elec¬ trical Engineering to Professor in 1907 his influence and ability built up the Electrical Engi¬ neering department from its in¬ ception to its present strength. While we were Sopho¬ mores—no Freshman ever ven¬ tures above the basement floor of the Electric Lab—we used casually to wonder who the meek appearing, pleasant looking, bald little man was whom we saw strolling through the corridors with a monkey wrench in one hand and a Prestolite tank in the other. One by one we dropped—it was Joe, and “Joe” he still is to all of us. We often wonder what he would have with which to busy his mind if it weren’t for his Steamer, and the fact that lately it has been his job to open the mail directed to the department. But everything Joe does is done with dignity—a man needs it to get away with a course like E. E. 22. 3 33 On top of all this nonsense let us say we respect the man, and have profited from his instruction. J UST to prove that Prof. Richey is a regular man, we have gathered the following few facts of the many interest¬ ing things that have happened to him in the way of distinc¬ tion. Born—yes, Muncie, Indi¬ ana, in 1874. Early struggles—Purdue University, graduated in 1894. Chief engineer—twice; Marion City Railway Co.; Citizens’ St. Ry. Co., Muncie, Ind. In 1905 we were fortunate enough to secure him for our Assistant Professor of Railway Engineering, and finding him too big a man for the job he was made full Professor in 1907. We see very little of Prof. Richey; most of the time he’s away on some business venture or other, and while here he spends his time doping up problems in railroads to keep us amused till he comes back from his next trip. One of his characteristics is his anomalous facial expression. No one can tell for the life of him whether Richey is smiling or frowning—he uses the same mask for each. A ND happy is the man who is fortunate enough to meet Arthur Ewell as his instructor. He has made himself known as one of the cleanest, squarest, and best-hearted men in the bunch. He is a “regular” man and invariably hands you the highest mark compatible with his honesty, and never are the too-frequent references to a raw deal connected with his decisions. He is a royal entertainer and stands almost alone in this respect, for one of the easiest things to do on the Hill is to graduate without entering the homes of any of your Profes¬ sors. But Dr. Ewell always comes across with one evening full of goodfellowship to the men he has in his charge and the Sophomore 34 ■Hi Mechanics and Junior Chemists will vouch for his ability in the entertaining line. Where he got his nickname is one of those things which we are unable to discover; proba¬ bly it was due to the difficulty he used to have in bringing any experiment in“Fizzlechem” to a point where it would illus¬ trate anything. But in this re¬ gard, he improves from year to year, and his “Well, gentlemen, I am sorry,” which formerly occurred with “commendable regularity” throughout his lectures, is gradually being re¬ placed by, “Well, gentlemen, although the apparatus is crude, I think you will perceive a slight change.” And the class, for pure love of this earnest worker, lie a little bit and say they do. He’s a true scout and if you are interested in fishing or hunting, he’ll find it out before your third experiment, and from that time on you will have one subject con¬ stantly drawing you together, for he is not only a fisherman, he is an enthusiastic one. It is a good idea in P. Lab or Physical Chem to withhold your results from him until 4.25 o’clock, for he will invariably say, “Well- yes-good,-good-good-fine, very pretty experiment, don’t you think? Now, Mr. X, I should like very much if you-yes-would try argon- yes-argon.” We think the name Punk should be supplanted by some more appropriate nickname, for it absolutely fails to convey our atti- 35 tude toward him; but Beily is the only man with the volatile and everchanging alias, and we are afraid the name Punk has been too thoroughly incorporated into the language of the Hill to ever be replaced by a more suitable title. I F there is one lone man on the Hill that does not know Prof. Butterfield (“the students’ Prof.”)—his free walk and his soft black hat, so that one might mistake him for William J. Burns—lead him on, and throw him in the lake. I fear there is no danger, although Arthur D. is right there when it comes to “shadowing” a man, and he usually gets him “with the goods.” What’s more, he’s usually after the man higher ($$$$) up. Of late, we hear that our beloved Prof is not content with working six days a week for Tech, but insists upon hav¬ ing a Tech class on Sundays. Away back in 1910 we struck Prof. Butterfield, or better per¬ haps he st(r)uck us in calc. But we couldn’t have had a better man to “wait” for our answers or a purer Missourian to “show” us that the “book is right.” And then, too, he ’d sometimes pull up his cuffs, incidentally the windows, and drawl out a story, and it never seemed like hard work for him to loosen up and remember that he was once a boy, which is a lovable quality in any prof, and a real joy in the man who broke the Brown line in 1893, and the strong box of the Alumni in 1911. We have heard of the dreamers of a new and spirited Tech, but here is a dreamer that acts, and is fighting for, and realizing his dream —his dream of the building of the new Gym and athletic field, the building of a new active and interested Alumni, and the building of a new Tech spirit, that will rival the proverbial spirit of Yale. A FEW years back there strolled into Tech a fellow looking for a job “doing something.” When asked who he was he replied “I am the guy that put the ‘p’ in water supply.” He was given the course; 36 and has taught it ever since. This mysterious fellow is none other than our own dear 1 ‘Reddy” Ives whose phono¬ graphic “perfectly all right” and “Now see” have echoed and re-echoed throughout Boynton Hall all these years. We have watched him with glee in astronomy as he has marched about the blackboard with his finger stuck on Polaris. Although “Reddy” made the lines west of Pittsburg famous in song and story yet we shall remember him best as the head of the Chaffin- Dawson spur, west of camp Stephenson. As engineer, night- watchman, and chief cook and bottle washer, “Reddy” was the whole works. It was here that we really knew him best. Dis¬ mantled of the dignities of the classroom we find “Reddy” a corking good fellow’ and having in his heart the best interests of the students brought into contact w T ith him. P ROFESSOR Nelson came from the Case School of Applied Science, Cleveland, Ohio, and taking all that into consideration, he isn’t a bad sort of a chap. The w r orst thing about him is his insis¬ tent and persevering efforts to make a real course out of Me¬ chanics Lab. We have done our best to discourage him in this hopeless task, but he 37 b ' learns hard.’’ Professor Nelson tried hard to be a Civil, but falling down in this had to come down to being a mere Mechanic. This may account for his seeming prejudice against the Senior Civils. His weakness is in mathematics, as he has tried continually to prove that 3.5 + 12 = 7; 3.5 being hours spent in Lab, 12, the hours required to write a report that will be satisfactory to him, and 7, the hours credited by the catalogue for Mechanics Lab. The Juniors report that he can teach Mechanics all right, curves (not the kind you are thinking of) are his hobby, and he usually starts his Juniors off by telling them to draw a hawzontal line through the awgin.” But when he gets on his gorgeous suit of overalls and looks over his glasses and says Party number 2, take those three bars of 4 square steel, twist them by hand, 2, 2.5 and 3 turns to the foot, and test them in tension,” you can tell that he is some teacher as well as manager. Y OU ’ VE seen a big cloud come up in the summer time, rumbling, growling, and threatening the earth with dire disaster, only to pass away with a puff of wind; full of poten¬ tial power, but making a mil¬ lion cubic yards of noise to every pint of rain. That’s just the way Davy handed out his Gas. He graduated from the Institute himself and has never quite recovered from the shock; but we will hand it to Davy that he knows a gas engine from a push button, which can scarcely be said of any present senior, for Davy is very narrow with his knowdedge. The Me¬ chanics and Electrics are the chosen few that have had the good fortune to sit in fear of his biting tongue. But then, what’s the use; Davy knew it all, so how could we know anything? The textbook for the course was the Mechanical Library, along with the catalogue files aside from current literature. But even so, that was a cinch compared with the course so ably conducted in Air Engineering. In this case, however, every one was in the same boat. Davy’s favorite i —----- 38 4 pastime is to have an argument with the first successful car that Mr. Franklin built. Standing there—peg-top trousers, vest, six-inch collar, black face, greasy arms—where?—Oh, yes, now I see him, he was standing edgeways before. But aside from all this Davy is “there.” He is one of the “regular men” on the Hill, and we shall always look back with pleasure to our short, but interesting, intro¬ duction to David L. Gallup. T is quite a relief to meet any one who possesses a Ph. D., who not only remembers some of his college scrapes but ac¬ tually admits that the men in his day got into trouble in the same way that they do at present. Freddie has never tried to hide his early career or bluff us into the belief that we surprised him with our non¬ sense. When Doc says, “I re¬ member—” or “Once when—” every one leans back and pre¬ pares to smile out loud. Dr. Bonnet started out to be a civil but repented and bowed his head before the god¬ dess of “things as we think they are.” His Abstract classes in the past few years have furnis hed him with a tremendous amount of gen¬ eral information, which he has the happy faculty of concentrating for memory purposes and diluting for talking purposes. Extempora¬ neous addresses on anything from the solution of gall-stones to the cuticle of bacilli are his forte; we cannot recall a single lecture, whether delivered to us individ¬ ually or collectively, that he failed to keep us awake. His ordinary 39 Chemists without criticism need have no fear of St. Peter. Bobby is a double-barreled Tech man, for after completing the Mechanical course at the Institute, he re¬ trieved his error by doing up the Chemistry programme. He is “The Man With The Iron Mask,” but occasionally humor, like too much combined carbon, makes a blowhole in the Iron and Bobby smiles. It was while watching for these blowholes that we came to care for Bobby. He is the personification of patience, and sometimes, when we have watched him in class trying to extract an answer from one who did not know, we have won¬ dered who felt the most miserable, conversation invariably turns to a serious discussion, while his lectures generally are broken by frequent digressions on the always timely topic of alcoholic beverages, the divine female, and vocal effort. But he seems to be pos¬ sessed of an uneasy soul, for after discarding Civil Engineer¬ ing and becoming a Chemist, he has split the difference and now holds sway over the San¬ itary Civils. T HE name “Bobby” will bring many a smile of happy recollection to our faces in the future. To him the chemists have paid their highest tribute, for never has his justice been questioned, and any one who passes the 40 V ---- cf Bobby or the student. But at the close of an exercise, every man has some credit placed against his name, for you eventually answer; for he has a happy faculty of putting obscure points in the most matter-of-fact English. It is probable that Prof. Sweetser never made an unqualified statement in his life, for “that is,” and “I don’t know as I would say that exactly,” are constantly with him and even his “Yes,” of agreement is left suspended for immediate amendment. We don’t think he will ever be an orator, but we know that as long as he remains on the Hill he will be among the most popular members of the Faculty. In the last year we have heard that he has addressed the Chemistry Colloquium and we have wondered if it could be possible, for the Chemical Club has never heard his voice in question or suggestion. If silence is golden, Bobby is a rich old miser. D. holds the honor posi- • tion of being the most popular Prof in the Electrical Department. He graduated from W.P. I. in 1903 and after a couple of years away from the Institute, he returned to take an active part in the lab¬ oratory work. Since then he has become a Professor and a member of the Faculty. In his laboratory courses he has be¬ come familiar with the greater part of the Senior class, and through his unlimited patience, keen sense of humor, and ever helping hand in time of diffi¬ culty there is scarcely a man who would not swear by Prof. Knight. The Electrics are fortunate in having him also in Illumination—a light, but yet dark and elusive subject, but it is made at all times, interesting. Prof. Knight is a true gentlemen, who, easily remembers his student and boyhood days,—a man who can still see over the top of his text¬ book. 41 pROF. C. A. Pierce, alias “Doc,” was born in Red¬ ding, Conn., in 1878. Preparing at Mt. Hermon he graduated from Wesleyan University in 1898, where he made Phi Beta Kappa. In 1904 he received his M. S. from Wesleyan University, and in 1908 his Ph. D. at Cornell, with election to Sigma Xi. From 1904 to 1911 he was an instructor at Cornell, spending his summers at the Bureau of Standards with the physicists. He has been handing out the deep stuff at W. P. I. since 1911. Everybody likes to hear Prof. Pierce spin yarns of his experiences in his various “pastorates,” and we wonder the while what un—seemly tales he 41 tell on us,—at his next stop. NE of the few professors who is still referred to by his proper appellation and not by a nickname is this same Professor Hull. He graduated from Yale in 1905 and received the degree Ph. D. in 1909. And Dr. Hull is a worker; that is one reason we know so little of him and so much of the other profs. When an unoc¬ cupied minute presents itself, he dives into the constant temperature lab, where he spends a great deal of time, or you may see him leaning 42 over one of his pet electric furnaces. But where you would be most interested to find him at work would be in the Physics Apparatus Room; here he does his glass blowing. To the average mortal the fine points of glassblowing are absolutely unfamiliar and the beauty of the results that Dr. Hull manages to blow out of tubing are a revelation to the uninitiated. It is one of the pleasant things to remember that right on the Hill where we were working, a professor was engaged in original research in several lines. We recommend that this be encouraged on the Hill, and that more men of Dr. Hulks type be engaged. As a physics teacher, he is O. K, T HE last year brought Mr. ' ' ■ i Morley back to us as Pro¬ fessor Morley. In 1904 he ob¬ tained the degrees A. B. and A. M. at Tufts College, and then became an instructor of Mathematics at the University of Maine, where he taught for three years. In 1910 he was awarded the degree of Ph. D. at Clark University and the following year brought him to Tech as an instructor in Math¬ ematics. But T1-T2 found him in a similar capacity at the University of Illinois. Last fall he returned to us as a Fac ¬ ulty member and is rapidly be¬ coming one of the most popular members of this body. 44 45 46 Instructors John Jernberg, Instructor in Forge Practice H. P. Fairfield, Instructor in Machine Construction D. F. Calhane, Ph.D., Instructor in Industrial and Electro-Chemistry James C. Davis, S.B., Instructor in Mechanical Drawing Francis J. Adams, E.E., Instructor in Electrical Engineering Walter D. Stearns, E.E., Instructor in Experimental Electrical Engineering James A. Bullard, B.A., Instructor in Mathematics Charles J. Adams, B.A., Instructor in Modern Languages Samuel E. Balcom, Instructor in Management of Engines and Boilers Morton Masius, Ph.D., Instructor in Physics Willard Hedlund, B.S. Instructor in Civil Engineering Arthur J. Knight, B.S., Instructor in Civil Engineering Francis W. Roys, B.S., Instructor in Mechanical Engineering Burton L. Gray, Instructor in Foundry Practice Raymond L. Witham, E.E., Instructor in Electrical Engineering Design Herbert K. Cummings, B.S., Instructor in Physics Earl V. Burdick, B.A., Instructor in French and German Sherman C. Kattell, B.A., Instructor in Mathemalics William F. Carney, A.B., Instructors in French and German T. Roland Briggs, A.B., Instructor in Theoretical Chemistry Henry R. Power, B.S., Instructor in General Chemistry Harland F. Stuart, B.S., Instructor in Mechanical Engineering Ancel St. John, Ph.B., Instructor in Physics Herbert S. Busey, Instructor in Mechanical Drawing Walter W. Monroe, Instructor in Pattern-making Edward Bates Peck, Ph.B., Assistant in Qualitative Analysis Laurence L. Steele, B.S., Assistant in Organic Chemistry George I. Gilchrest, B.S., Graduate Assistant inElectrical Engineering Walter G. Bassett, B.S., Graduate Assista?it in Electrical Engineering 47 b-—---f President-elect Ira N. Hollis By E. A. Kennelly, Professor of Electrical Engineering, Harvard University The Worcester Polytechnic Institute is shortly to welcome, as its President, Prof. I. N. Hollis, who, for the last twenty years, has been the senior member of the Harvard Engineering faculty, and who, during that time, has made notable contributions to Harvard Uni¬ versity and New England, not only through the teaching and practice of engineering, but also by demonstrating ways in which the engineer may serve effectively the community in which he lives. In 1893, when Professor Hollis was invited by the Harvard Cor¬ poration to the chair of Engineering at Harvard, from his post in the U. S. Navy, the Department of Engineering at Harvard was relatively small, and unimportant. The resources then at the disposition of the University for the development of applied science were meagre, by comparison with the endowments in other departments of longer standing. Professor Hollis took a prominent part in enlarging and equipping the engineering department, planning and supervising the erection of Pierce Hall, the new engineering building. As Chairman of the Division of Engineering under President Eliot’s administration he contributed very largely to the growth and development of engineer¬ ing instruction in the University. He raised funds for equipment by personal efforts, when University funds were inadequate, and fostered his department by numerous personal influences. Another direction in which Professor Hollis’ efforts turned has been towards the improvement of social organizations outside of, but in conjunction with, the academic life of the University. When he came to Cambridge, in 1893, there was no single club to which the students might all belong, and although there were numerous small clubs of various kinds in existence, these tended to differentiate and segregate the student body, rather than to integrate and unite it. He conceived the idea of a large and permanent club, not officially part of the University, but built on University grounds, which club should serve the social needs alike of students, teachers, and alumni. A number of prominent alumni became interested in the project. In 1901, Major Henry L. Higginson, by a large gift, defrayed the expense 4 V- - - f of building the new Harvard Union, which was completed in 1902. The Union has been a very successful adjunct to the University. It filled a very urgent need. It has fine reading, dining, billiard, and reception rooms. Many prominent men have, from time to time, addressed large gatherings of students in its halls. Professor Hollis took an active part in the movement that brought the Union into existence, and has been chairman of its Board of Trustees since the inception of that movement. In addition to his work as Chairman of the Division of Engineering Professor Hollis accepted, and retained from 1897 to 1903, the Chair¬ manship of the Harvard Athletic Committee. This committee con¬ sists of alumni and students. It has always directed the athletic policy, finances, and activities of the University athletics. Among other engineering projects connected with athletics, he initiated a number of engineering tests and measurements of the power developed by oarsmen in a racing boat, with a view to improving the effectiveness of an oarsman’s muscular efforts. Prior to 1913, the great football games and some other athletic meets, were viewed from wooden stands, or bleachers, in Soldiers’ Field, on the Charles River bank at Cambridge. The insecurity and unsightliness of this structure led Professor Hollis to devise improve¬ ments in it. He finally suggested a stadium or U-shaped open-air theater in reinforced concrete, three stories high, and capable of ac¬ commodating some 30,000 spectators. This was a new departure in reinforced concrete construction at that time, requiring faith and courage to attempt. He urged the raising of the necessary funds, inspired the equally necessary confidence in the security of the structure, and super¬ vised the construction, which was designed b} r the Civil Engineering Department of the Harvard Engineering Division. The construction was sufficiently far advanced in 1903, to be used in that year for the Harvard-Yale football game, without any hitch or accident. The stadium, since its completion, has formed a noteworthy and eye-pleas¬ ing asset to the University. It has splendidly served its purpose, and is likely to endure for generations to come. On account of Professor Hollis activities in connection with the stadium, the structure was commonly called the “Holliseum” among the students, as a bon mot upon the Colosseum at Rome. It was the first large reinforced concrete structure of its kind. Outside of the University, Professor Hollis has done great ser¬ vice to engineering, not merely in a professional capacity, but also in bringing together and co-ordinating various engineering societies and groups of engineers. In 1911, he was Chairman of a committee ap- 50 pointed on behalf of engineering society branches in Boston to find means for developing an Engineering Club. He initiated the plans which led to the founding of the club in 1912. The club opened, in 1913, at No. 2 Commonwealth Avenue, Boston, with Professor Hollis as its first President. This Engineers’ Club of Boston has proved very successful, meets a long felt need, brings engineers together socially, as well as technically, and has already a long waiting list. Outside of New England, Professor Hollis has given good service to the engineering profession, not only as an engineer in the Navy, but also as an active worker on the Council of the American Society of Mechanical Engineers in New York. He was also a leader in bringing about the passage of the “personnel bill” in Congress, which has had so much influence in recent years on the training of American Naval officers. Whereas the officers on the U. S. warships were formerly divided into two classes—the line and staff— the former dealing exclu¬ sively with direction and navigation, the latter with engineering and construction, both tending to mutual friction and cross-purposes, the dis¬ tinction has latterly been obliterated. All naval officers are now sub¬ jected to an engineering training and experience, whatever the duties to which they may be ultimately assigned. As a man, Professor Hollis possesses marked individuality, courage and initiative. He mingles the directness of the trained sailor with the resourcefulness of the trained engineer. He has a singular personal attraction for his students and his popularity with them is perennial. Although he leaves his University chair at Harvard, he cannot leave the Harvard alumni, or the graduates from the Engineering Depart¬ ment. They will claim him at their gatherings for all time. Off duty, his personal qualities are never seen to better advantage than at his home, when some of his brother naval officers of past days gather at his table, and review the sea-stories of their youth. His humor is unfailing, and his appreciation of an anecdote never wanes. It is impossible to talk long with him at his leisure, without perceiving a veil of gentle mirth tinging one’s subconsciousness. His intuition is as trenchant in revealing incongruity as are his trained faculties in elucidating class-room difficulties in applied mechanics. We shall miss his genial directness, his buoyant whole-heartedness and keen apperceptions; but we feel that a man of such widespread influence does not become lost to Harvard by his taking up the Presi¬ dency of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute. We shall merely be sharing him, at somewhat longer range, with those who, in the same field of work as ourselves, cannot fail to gain by his immediate presence and attention.— W. P. I . Journal. 51 Alumni Field HEN the Institute was founded no provision was made for any form of exercise or athletics on the part of the students except walking, which was compulsory, owing to the distance from the Institute at which the men had to room. A few in every class, however, felt the need of a more vigorous and amusing exercise, and many such joined the Gymnasium of the local Y. M. C. A. But during this time the growth of athletics as a constituent part of college life was going rapidly on, and the feeling that some equipment was necessary grew stronger and stronger. The Class of ’79 marked the first definite step toward obtaining apparatus. Led by Harry D. Bush, the enthusiasts of this class constructed some of the simpler forms of gymnasium apparatus and erected it in the “Pines.” Here each day a few men would be found amusing themselves—probably during shop hours—by performing feats on the crude equipment. The Class of ’86 went a step further and seriously considered the erection of a gymnasium. George H. Burr and Albert A. Gordon designed a building and conferred in regard to the matter with the Board of Trustees, who agreed to give it consideration. From that time to the present day the subject of a gymnasium has hovered around our Alumni Meetings with a per¬ sistency equalled only by the more recent efforts of Professors Butter¬ field and Conant. But during all this time the land about the Institute was being developed and houses were filling the many desirable gym¬ nasium sites. Realizing this, about ten years ago the Alumni decided to take active measures to ensure at least a site for a gymnasium within a reasonable distance of the school. A committee was appointed by the Alumni to investigate and report, and eventually Bliss Field was purchased and added to the property of the Institute under the name of Alumni Field. The purchase price was $40,000. Then followed six years of par¬ tially paid assessments and letters of solicitation throughout the Alumni body. Finally, in 1909, largely owing to the gift and efforts of 53 NSTITUTE ROAD. WEST ST. 54 Hi Charles G. Stratton, then President of the Association, the field was paid for, and quiet reigned for two brief years. Then came the twenty- fifth reunion of the Class of ’86, which contained the designers of the first gymnasium. The talk centred on Alumni Field, and it was decided that development should begin at once. A committee was appointed by the Alumni to devise means of raising money for the immediate development of the field and the building of a gymnasium. Believing that it should be done properly, the committee pro¬ posed that $200,000 be raised by May 10, 1915, the date upon which the legal age of the Institute will be fifty years. With this amount Aliimni Field was to be transformed from the unworked quarry of the present into an up-to-date athletic field, providing for football, track and baseball, a gymnasium and tennis courts. In consideration of the new building a greater income should be secured by the addition of $60,000 to the general Endowment Fund. Acting-president Conant volunteered to raise $100,000 for the erection of the gymnasium from a selected list of Alumni, the remaining $100,000 to be secured by Professor Butterfield from all other Alumni. Since July, 1911, Professor Butterfield, Secretary of the Alumni Association, has devoted practically all his time to this work with the most gratifying results. Confining ourselves to definite facts, we submit the following tabulation of his results up to May 1, 1913: Amount Pledged Amount Pledged Amount Pledged Amount Pledged 71, $5,450 ’83, $2,800 ’95, $4,945 ’07, $3,022 72, 1,795 ’84, 3,465 ’96, 5,325 ’08, 4,215 73, 1,560 ’85, 3,500 ’97, 2,300 ’09, 3,405 74, 5,200 ’86, 5,518 ’98, 4,130 ’10, 3,560 ’75, 18,970 ’87, 2,480 ’99, 2,470 Tl, 3,777 76, 1,170 ’88, 7,520 1900, 4,706 ’12, 2,500 77, 1,760 ’89, 2,385 ’01, 4,960 ’13, 2,139 78, 1,260 ’90, 10,600 ’02, 3,715 ’14, 1,224 79, 2,320 ’91, 3,420 ’03, 3,100 ’15, 500 ’80, 320 ’92, 3,900 ’04, 2,635 In Class Treasury, 300 ’81, 5,700 ’93, 6,500 ’05, 2,925 Trustees, others, 1,300 ’82, 4,735 ’94, 4,680 ’06, 2,390 On hand, June, 1911, 2,083 $50,240 $56,773 $42,601 $28,025 A grand total of $177,932. Sixty-two men yet to be seen. Estimated final total, $222,700. It is evident that by May 10, 1915, we shall be able to see the completed work, the amount involved being considerably larger than originally planned. The track, football and baseball fields will be 55 V--«f developed at once, and probably the fall of ’14 will see football games on our home grounds. To insure a good sod, the baseball field will probably not be in use before the spring of T5, which necessitates delaying the tennis courts to provide for a baseball grounds in the interim, as the plan indicates that the courts will replace the present baseball field. The generous contributions of the later graduates is one of the pleasant features of Professor Butterfield’s work, and with this as a basis it is probable that we shall be asked to contribute an additional small amount for a few years to cover the enlarged plans. And upon completion we shall be able to say, “These are our grounds, provided by the contributions and work of our Alumni.” For it is probable that a great part of the work will be performed by or under the immediate supervision of Alumni members. With the proper facilities we think that we can see more men participating in the sports with a consequent improvement in our teams. An athletic- future seems to knock without, only asking for a sign of welcome to come in and make of Tech what it has never been before. “Athletics for Health’s sake” is the slogan of the Alumni, for they realize that strong engineers are as essential as competent ones. Suggestive Sketch of New Gymnasium 56 Tech Athletics HE comparatively recent and rapid spread of interest in athletics is one of the significant indications that Tech men are awakening to the fact that Tech must occupy a rank nearer the front in athletics than she has hitherto held. Not only by the student body has this spirit of interest been shown, but also by the Alumni, who, in a material way have so forcefully shown their conviction that athletics, and good ath¬ letics, must become a vital part of the Institute curriculum. There is nothing that makes a student more happy or an alumnus just a little bit more proud and self-satisfied than a victory for his Alma Mater on the college athletic field. Athletics it is that gives birth to , nourishes and makes college spirit flourish, and so in order to have the one,—that to which we so often refer, “Tech Spirit,” we must have the other—athletics, for they cannot be found separate and in a healthy condition. In the Tech of to-day, as it is reviewed by the Class of 1913, athletics at Tech have not been a pronounced success. Interest has not been lacking on the part of the student or the Alumni, but there has been a vital and all powerful interest lacking, and that is the inter¬ est of the Faculty. Athletics have come, and have come to stay at Tech. To have success on the field is not directly dependent upon the calibre of the particular team that is playing, but upon the spirit in which it plays. It is this spirit, the spirit of loyalty, the spirit of reverence and respect, the spirit of do or die for Worcester which is so woefully lacking. Why? Because there is not at present that feeling of harmony and concord between the student body and the Faculty. Because there is not at present that unity of purpose, aim and interest shown by both student and Faculty, and because they are at work at cross-purposes. The student on his arrival at Tech is told all about “Tech Spirit,” and is also told that he should take it upon himself to get that spirit and do something for Worcester. The student then puts his best effort into some branch of athletics, with the result that 57 he is usually immediately, quietly, but yet oh, how forcefully, sub¬ dued and informed by some near-sighted instructor that such outside activity is very dangerous to his standing as a student. That is the Faculty viewpoint of athletics—an outside activity. Just so long as this attitude toward athletics by the men higher up flourishes, just so long will the athletics of Tech remain below par or even at best mediocre. Just as long as that very very evident thought, that the world revolves about engineering and engineering about Tech, is in ascendency, just so long will the new era of athletics at Tech be delayed. But 1913 is not all gloom. Here comes a man upon the horizon to help those few and hard-working faithfuls that we have held so dear during our course. It is the man that made athletics at Harvard, just as he will make athletics at Tech, and it is to him that we look to fill the gap, to make us strong where we were weak, and to make us proud where we were just a bit ashamed. He has done it in the past elsewhere, he can do it now at Tech. President Hollis, the Tech man, is with you, rooting for you and at your call. The place of 1913 in the athletics of Tech is secure. With such men as Clough, Porter, Power, Howard, Franzen and Slocomb, being captains all of them of football, or baseball or track, 1913 and Tech can well be proud. Twelve men of the class wear the coveted “W,” and no less than forty of our huskies have been constant and invalu¬ able boosters, so give the devil his due. The W” Men of 1913 J. W. Armour J. Barnard E. K. Brown C. C. Clough E. T. Franzen D. G. Howard 0. S. Porter J. D. Power F. H. Schopfer G. H. Slocomb E. F. Tierney W. Wulf 38 4 Athletic Association UESTION—What is the biggest mystery on the Hill? Answer—The Athletic Association. Just stop, gentle reader, and try to collect your athletic thoughts and see what you know about the Athletic Association. Yes, yes,— we all know that there is a board of directors elected the week after school opens, but none of us know what they have done or are doing. For the proper interest of the student body, the present system, or better the lack of it, is wrong, radically wrong. The responsibility of conducting athletics is entrusted to the care of the board of directors for a period of a year, and this is the keynote of the present system. A powerful effort should be made to make each student feel his share in this Tech activity, and make him feel that he is just as responsible for a team’s success and support as one of the directors or players. This attitude on the part of the student can only be aroused by giving him his vote on the policy of the Association, his vote for the managers of the several teams and in short his representation for the taxation that he pays. As it is now, the average student does not know where his money is spent, and seldom knows the manager that the board of directors has selected to manage a team, and so spend his money. This year there has been a lack of funds. Why? Because there has been no systematic effort made to collect them. Because they were disappointed in the showing that the first team of the year made, due to selection of a coach, incompetent to handle the job and whom they paid their money for though they were not in favor of him. There has been a feeling on the part of the student body that the athletic dues are nothing more than a gift, for although the Athletic Associa¬ tion is a student organization the student voice is totally lacking. A system employed by one of our leading small colleges, about half the size of Tech, but ranking with the big colleges, is a good one and would set a good example for Tech to follow. An assessment is l --- 59 made at the beginning of the year which covers the dues and a season ticket to all the home games for the year. Regular meetings are held for all the members holding these tickets. When a manager of a team is to be selected their method is as follows: Three men are selected from the proper class by the class, by vote of the class. These three men are then candidates for the position and are expected to compete for the position. The Association as a whole then meets after a reasonable time and selects the man that it desires to manage the team. Likewise all questions of policy are discussed in meeting of the Association and all decisions are there made. The board of directors is just an executive committee that acts where it is impossible for the Association to meet. This method or any method, where any student is made to feel his personal share of the responsibility, is the only method along which the Association can successfully be run. Athletic Association Officers President .... Vice-President . Treasurer .... Secretary .... Directors J. W. Armour, 1913 W. J. Kelley, 1914 C. C. Clough R. L. Keith C. F. Fritch M. G. Steele W. H. Pike, 1915 N. V. Crane, 1916 Faculty Advisors Z. V. Coombs A. D. Butterfield Faculty Committee on Athletics A. D. Butterfield C. D. Knight Z. W. Coombs A. W. Hull Football D. G. Howard, Captain J. W. Armour, Manager W. F. Carney, Coach Departments Baseball E. T. Franzen, Captain H. L. Kane, Manager F. McKeon, Coach Track R. L. Keith, Captain E. E. Pierce, Manager C. O ' Connor, Coach 60 62 Football U NDOUBTEDLY Tech’s football season will go down to poster¬ ity as a poor one, or at least as decidedly mediocre i f it be so fortunate as to escape thus easily. For it the scores of the games will be the only means of sizing up the gridiron warriors who strove to uphold Tech’s name in this important branch of athletics. But in all fairness to these men, who made many sacrifices and expended strength and energy for the team and school, we must con¬ sider their record from another viewpoint, than that obtained by a perusal of the scores of the year. The team was made up of a col¬ lection of hard and consistent workers, and in fairness to them it must be said that they achieved as much as possible for a Tech team against the draw¬ backs and obstacles, which have al¬ ways existed on the Hill. This team, as all preceding ones, has fought to place Tech on a comparable basis with Institutions of a totally different na¬ ture, and fought the dual opposition of the rival and of the well known lack of equipment, time and coaching. The team was captained by Dave Howard and managed by Jim Armour, and as far as the leadership was con¬ cerned, the team never lacked. Howard played a star game at tackle, being one of the mainstays of the line, and proved to be just the sort of man to lead a team. And Dave in conjunction with Jim were no mean pair for the visiting or receiving team to handle when it came to the finances of the team. The team began the season with ! six veterans back in uniform and a 63 large and promising bunch of recruits, and the prospects looked bright foi one of the best teams in the history of Tech. Instructor Carney was retained as coach and after two weeks of training under his supervision the season opened with a game at Springfield. Here the Y. M. C. A. College defeated our boys 27-6. It was just before this game that the team suffered the loss of C. C. Clough who was depended upon as a tower of strength in the line, and as head of the kicking department. He was up to this time the captain of the outfit, but here the Faculty got after him and he was compelled to resign and withdraw from the game. This was a very serious and severe loss. At this time, too, Bill Wulf, a star half-back, was disabled and did not return to the game for the rest of the season! The rest of the schedule was carried out and it resulted in but one victory over Amherst and two very close games with New Hamp¬ shire State and R. P. I. The annual Holy Cross game went, as usual, to the College on the Mount, and this time with the overwhelming score of 27-0. However, no little credit is due some of the men that worked hard and showed their grit and courage. Captain Dave Howard, Stone, Crane, Power, Barnes and Kelley are deserving of great praise for their consistent and commendable work. Barnes will captain the team next year and to him we all forward our wishes of success. Football “W” Men D. G. Howard, Capt. J. W. Armour, Mgr. J. D. Power H. L. Kane R. H. Wulf H. C. Barnes C. C. Clough L. Kelley E. A. Weiderman C. W. Roberts W. R. Tinker M. G. Steele H. W. Bid well C. A. Stone E. V. Higbee 64 Hi 5 Track HIS branch of athletics at Tech is steadily and constantly build¬ ing around itself and for the Institute a reputation which but few colleges of its size can boast of, and this in spite of the severe handicap encountered in the way of training facilities. The team is the constant pride of every Tech man who can fully appreciate the conditions en¬ countered in an engineering col¬ lege such as Tech. The season of 1912 was very fittingly con¬ cluded at the N. E. Intercolle- giates, which meet netted Tech a total of five points; Clif Clough, T3, winning third in the shot put, and Keith, T4, taking sec¬ ond place in the mile in which event he holds the New England record of 4-24-2-5. Keith was unanimously chosen captain of this season’s team and Edward E. Pierce, T4, is in the managing position. Coach Charles J. O’Connor is with us again, and from present indications the team will exceed all expectations under his effi¬ cient coaching. His best accom¬ plishment to date came this winter when he developed an indoor relay team which has gained more for Tech than was ever hoped for. The indoor season started with a three-cor- 67 nered race against Wesleyan and Tufts. Due to the fact that the team had been in training but a little over a week Tech finished second to Wesleyan, but only after a well-timed burst of speed by Capt. Dick Keith. The next race was at the B. A. A. meet at Boston against our indoor foes, the Aggies. This race served to bring into prominence the real find of the year, “Big Bill” Very, who passed his man as though the latter were tied and earned a well- deserved victory for Tech. The other three of the quartet were Capt. Keith, Stan Porter and “Nitch” Warren. The following week the team, composed of Keith, Very, Porter and Moulton journeyed to Providence where the champion B. A. A. team was encountered, the Boston team conceding Tech a handicap of 48 yards. Their surprise was genuine when they failed to make up an inch of Tech s lead until the last relay when Tom Halpin, after an almost super¬ human eff ort, managed to gain 20 yards on Moulton who was running his first indoor race. Two days later the same team kept up its win¬ ning streak by defeating the confident Holy Cross quartet at the Worcester Armory. Owing to the small track on which the race was run Tech was in favor of having each man go a distance of three laps instead of the two laps which Holy Cross favored. After Holy Cross had turned down all offers to compromise on the distance we finally agreed to run them at their own distance. On the very first corner, Porter, who was running first for Tech, rubbed shoulders with the Holy Cross man who was endeavoring to take the pole away from him, with the result that the latter received a toss and from then on the race was merely a procession with each Tech man easily maintaining his lead and running the corners safely. Great credit is due Coach O’Connor for this victory because of his judgment in starting Porter first because of his four years’ experience in indoor running which stood him in such good stead. On April 26th the relay team ran again at the outdoor Relay Carnival of the University of Pennsylvania. The team was composed of Porter, Very, Warren and Capt. Keith and ran in the order named. Tech finished in fifth place, the race being won by Carlisle and the time for the full distance made by the winners was the best done by any team outside of the big fellows, Harvard, Penn and the others of the big five. Tech finished in less than two seconds slower time than Carlisle, which argues strongly for what she would have done if properly classified by the Penn management. Manager Pierce has arranged for this spring a schedule which includes meets with Holy Cross, Colgate, Rensselaer, Union, M. I. T. and the annual meet of the New England Intercollegiate A. A. The 68 -— rf institution of a dual meet with our sister school, M. I. T., will doubt¬ less serve to show the high rating which Tech receives in the world of track athletics. The outlook for a successful outdoor season was never brighter than at present and from all indications this branch of sports has received an impetus which will place it permanently on a solid footing. W. P. I. Records 100-yard dash, 10 1-5 sec., H. L. Dadmun, ’91, 1891 S. A. Davis, ’08 1908 200-yard dash, 23 1-5 sec., H. L. Dadmun, ’91, 1891 440-yard dash, 51 sec., H. L. Dadmun, ’91, 1891 880-yard run, 1 min. 59 1-5 sec., H. L. Dadmun, ’91 1891 1-mile run, 4 min. 24 2-5 sec., R. L. Keith, T4, 1911 2-mile run, 10 min. 20 2-5 sec., J. W. Armour, T3, 1912 120-yards hurdles, 16 1-5 sec., O. W. Lundgren, ’97 1895 220-yard hurdles, 27 1-5 sec., J. W. Cunningham, T2 1912 Shotput, 43 ft. 3 1-4 in., C. C. Clough, T3, 1913 Pole vault, 10 ft. 7 in., C. E. Barney, TO, 1908 High jump 5 ft. 7 1-2 in., L. W. Stanton, ’03, 1903 H. F. Taylor, T2, 1911 Hammer throw, 133 ft. 8 in., J. D. Power, T3, 1912 Broad jump, 21 ft. 9 in., C. A. G. Pease, TO, 1908 Discus throw, Ill ft. 6 in., C. C. Clough, T3, 1911 “W” Men of the Track Team R. L. Keith, Capt. O. S. Porter E. E. Pierce, Mgr. W. G. Very W. H. Warren A. H. Gerald C. C. Clough J. D. Power I. L. Stowe J. W. Armour J. H. Coneen G. H. Slocomb Baseball “ ' HE baseball season is just about begun, and so no extensive dope can be given on the season. It will however suffice to give some little prospects and a general out¬ line of our expectations There are six veterans back, ready to don their uniforms and take up the greater share of the work. They are Captain Franzen, the first sacker; Atkinson, catcher; Lan- cey, second base; Waite, third base; Stickney, outfield; and Ross, pitcher. With these men as a nucleus and with Francis McKeon as coach there is little doubt that the team will round out in good shape. The team of last year did not make a very enviable record, for it went through the season with¬ out a victory, and it is the aim of the 1913 team to wipe out this blemish, and start right. Since the time of the leaving of school of Sam Nims, the best pitcher that Tech ever had, the team has been in a bad way for pitchers. It is doubtful if the team will be better off this year, but Coach McKeon is going to spend the greater part of his time in trying to make a finished pitcher out of Ross and perhaps some of the freshman candidates. 71 72 V The schedule for the year includes games with, Amherst Aggies, Y. M. C. A. College, Lowell Textile, Worcester Academy, R. P. I., New Hampshire State, and Rhode Island State. “W” Men of Baseball E. T. Franzen, Captain, H. L. Kane, Manager R. A. Waite R. Lancey L. M. Kelley E. H. Gardner G. Ross G. Atkinson E. E. Stickney N. V. Crane C. A. Stone P. W. Glover Cheer Leaders 73 74 The Outlook ' HEN the class of 1913 entered Tech, things were on the dead-level of equilibrium. There was no weekly newspaper to keep men informed of what little life there was stirring, and no one ever had time or inclination to go the rounds of departmental bulletin boards, unless some¬ thing in particular required it of him. There was no Tech Show to look forward to in the spring; the musical clubs were inanimate,— everything seemed devitalized. The Y. M. C. A. was a name; not fifty per cent, of the men knew that the Association Room was for public use. Athletics, while not actually frowned upon by the Faculty, were struggling along with scanty recognition. And, to top all, without casting any reflection on the character of the man or his endeavor to act for Tech’s good as he saw it, there was an unsympathetic soul in the President’s chair. That chilling presence pervaded Boynton Hall none the less surely and oppressively than did the musty air from the rat-hole, whenever the door was inadvertently left open. To-day we are more than pleased to say that “things are looking up.” Every college has a dominant “moving spirit”; a person or an attitude which may or may not be recognized, but through which, nevertheless, all influences must work in order to sway college sentiment effectively. We have seen a gratifying change in the attitude at Tech. To Professor Conant, who was thoroughly conversant with every phase of Tech life, we offer our sincere congratulations for the effective way in which he has upheld his end of the work. Together he and Professor Butterfield have aroused the long dormant enthusiasm of the Alumni and only a brief period now intervenes before the growth of the Institute will again show a tangible increase. A single point mars the prospect of the development of Alumni Field, for athletic dues have lagged dangerously near to the point where another sport must be eliminated from the list of activities at Tech. Last year the dues were paid with unusual promptness, resulting in a surplus to be turned over to this year’s management. But the enthusiasm aroused by the announcement of the success attending Professor Butterfield’s 75 work, was counted upon to cover too long a period, and when last fall ground was not broken on Alumni Field, there was a general murmur of inquiry. Interest flagged and curiosity gave way to incredulity and the athletic treasury reaped the inevitable consequences. That enlarged plans were under way was not made known until too late to retrieve the flagging interest. Next year, with work actually under way, interest will be revived and outstrip even that aroused by the first announcement, and we believe that the life of athletics will be assured. Another point bulks large in an enumeration of our pleasant prospects. This is the coming of President Hollis. During his regime we hope to see a steady and wonderful growth at the Institute, an elimination of Departmental jealousy and an equitable administration of that which is available, for the growth of the Institute. That Professor Hollis has for years been closely associated with athletics at Harvard is a fact upon which the student body lingers with delight. We are certain that this branch of our activity will not suffer at his hands, but we firmly believe that the curriculum will be maintained and the standard of graduates which is the pride of every Tech man will never be lowered through over devotion to this phase of college life. 76 b-cf Tech Primer The Faculty Children, see the big boys. They are called men. See the long man! See the short man! See the fat man! The fat man wants to talk in the long man’s ear. Look, the fat man stands on a barrel. Watch the pretty barrel break. The fat man falls. The fat man bounces. The long man falls too. The long man does not bounce for the fat man has fallen on the long man. The long man stoops and harks to the fat man. See him harking! I wonder, children, what the fat man says to the tall man. Ah! the wind will blow the words to us. Here they come. The words say, “I will screw 15 scholars, how many scholars can you screw?” Are they not noble men? Athletic Field What is this bare ground? Is it a quarry? No, the stones are not quite large enough. I will tell you what it is. It is where the scholars romp. Is it not a nice place to romp? Yes, it is not. Why are more scholars not romping? They must do their tasks first. Let us wait until six o’clock. Then the scholars will be through with their tasks. Here they come. Who is the man with the great white collar? He is the coach. What is he saying to the scholars? He says—“This is a nice way to kick the ball.” What do some coaches say to some rompers? I cannot tell you here, children. We must go now, or Arthur will catch us and we will have a new field. Freshman This is a fresh man. Fresh men wear pretty caps. The sun shines on the red button. See his big mouth! Does it not move too much? It does. What does he do now? He runs, for the Sophs are after him. This is a pond. How calm it is. The water is very wet. The fresh is very dry. Come, pretty Sophomore, and cast the dry fresh man in the wet pond. How he splashes! The water is not dusty to-day. It must be good fun to be a pond and meet so many fresh men. 77 ■ ' m yr 78 ND the first shall be last, and the last s hall be first.” This is but one of the prophecies fulfilled by the enterprising and record-breaking class of 1916. Following the usual custom, we were gathered to the bosoms of the upper classmen at the Freshman Reception, September 21, the lordly Sophs effectually attending to the gathering. We enjoyed ourselves thoroughly but added another grievance to the score we already had to settle with the class of T5. And we certainly did settle that score to our entire satisfaction. On October 8th came the big struggle, and the class of T6, in spite of a handicap of several pounds in average weight and the loss of choice of position, successfully sustained the precedent for the occasion, and had little difficulty in pulling the Sophs through the chilling waters and succulent mud of Salisbury Pond after a seven minute struggle. Next we captured the honors in the cross-country runs, incidentally breaking the records for all three courses. Our success in these two events afforded us the longed-for opportunity to discard our flaming headgear, and become human beings once more. The Sophomores derived a vast amount of pleasure and consolation by vanquishing us on the football field, November 23. Even without the ever-present incentive which had so inspired our previous efforts we really gave them a good run for their money, and were not greatly disheartened at the result. Jr ■4 79 In track we were fortunate indeed, not only breaking the records but furnishing a man for the fastest varsity relay team Tech has had in years and a championship team at that. This record in athletics detracted not the slightest particle from our ability in the classroom. We handed in our themes with “commendable regularity ’ and estab¬ lished the enviable record of having only two men dropped at mid¬ years. This is the best record made on the Hill as yet, and for the sake of Tech and ourselves we shall earnestly endeavor to live up to this standard, and sincerely hope that the other classes will equal, if not better, it. On March 15 we successfully eluded the Sophs and, entirely undisturbed, enjoyed an excellent and well attended banquet and talk- fest at the State Mutual Restaurant. Contrary to the usual rule, the banquet was well attended by the Faculty, including our beloved “Acting President,” to whom be all honor and respect. To the mem¬ bers of the Faculty present we owe our deepest gratitude, for their presence and the sentiments they expressed contributed largely to the success of the evening. In the matter of class elections we have been exceedingly fortu¬ nate. We were so well satisfied with our selection of officers for the first semester that we unanimously re-elected them for the remainder of the year. Many of these activities were primarily in the interests of our class, but behind them all there lurked a deep and constantly growing feeling of loyalty to the Institute. We trust that this sentiment will steadily increase, for without this loyalty to something larger than our class, loyalty to our Alma Mater, we are nothing. Heart and soul the class of 1916 is for the welfare of the Institute, and is ever ready to fight for her fame. 80 V ----- rf Tech Bible Calendar If you want a date, call up the Y. W. C. A. Tech Costumes ( . . . ••) (N. B. Above is the costume of any Tech man about 11 o’clock any Satur¬ day evening.) Greetings To the Class of 1913: The Y. W. C. A. bids you welcome. Greetings. Through the co-operation of the churches of Worcester, we have se¬ cured 48 girls, ages ranging from 28 to 64 years. They are all desirous of be¬ coming an engineer’s wife. Perhaps to save any unnecessary complications I should say they wish to become 48 engineers’ wives. Should this not arouse the enthusiasm of every red-blooded Tech man? Yea, verily! Why ruin your own life when one of our girls can do it so much easier. You should worry! Clara P. Shadd, Grand Yokem. Briefs 1 Kg.274 drinks 1 meter.Sunday evenings Absolute zero . . .first month in descrip. 236 gals.Salisbury Street on Sunday afternoon. The value at any function is an affinity. Athletics W-Men. WoMen. 5-W-Men. . . (We Won’t . . Work Will • Wef) Vance, Lizzie, Coburn, Trumbull, Clara, Rockwell, Wilson, Gwendolyn, Franzen, Vibbert, Gladys, Tierney. Tech Records Throwing the Bull.... .Lindsay Hops, Skip and Flunk. . .Duffy High Jump. . . . . Beaudette Fire Alarms In case of fire wring a towel. The Institute W. P. I., an institution of higher learning with a student body of 550 in the fall and 175 in the spring, is situated in Worcester, Hard on the Common- health. The drives about the campus are beautifully shaded by trees and shady stories issuing from the Chem. Lab. Close personal contact with the pro¬ fessors and the heads of departments is assured the student. Our graduates are found in 57 states, from the state of poverty to that of nervous prosperity. Advertising Section Hel Grinding Machine Co. See Morse, Hill, Phelps or Brouers Our Slogan: “Grind like Hel ” Greendale Tel. C-2384 Cocholowitz Kravatsky We Have Left Off Clothing of all kinds Drop in and have a look over our new spring lines 49 Winter St. Tel. P-746 6 81 82 S Freshmen, this class gave little indication of the athletic prowess which later made them conspicuous, but traversed the ordeals which every Freshman class has imposed upon them. With the Sophomore year, however, they com¬ menced to make a record for themselves which bids fair to rival the glorious Class of 1893 which Professor Butterfield tells about. The Freshmen were awed by the demeanor and posters of their rivals and were forced through the stunts which made their tormentors squirm the preceding year, refractory men being dipped in the sparkling mud of Salisbury Pond. Although we failed to cap¬ ture the cross-country runs, we carried off the individual honors of the contest. The rope-pull, however, was too much for us and we slid through the slime of decades to the gratification of the newcomers. Varsity football showed up six of our men who won their letters, next year’s captain being chosen from among their number. But not only here were we to be represented, for two men went out on the boards who made the Varsity relay team and another winning his place in the half mile at the Amory meet. We proved victorious in the class relay contests, defeating both Freshman and Seniors and winning the cup offered by the class of 1890. Spring track continued our prowess by scoring 49J points, again making a record for a class. Six of our men placed with the baseball team; tennis was not below us and one of our men won the school championship, the runner up being one of our men, and seven members of our class appeared in the cast of the annual Tech Show, “Man Proposes.” President, W. B. Anthony Treasurer, R. H. Russell Vice-President, C. F. Alexander Secretary, R. J. Kennedy, Jr. -- —k 83 84 r Some of us did it INE hundred and eighty-seven days ago more or less, we parted from the apron strings, at least some of us did, though some of us didn’t and it doesn’t take the ultramicroscope to see the knots still tied. “But we ’re all good fellows, boys, and every mother’s son of us” is glad that we are here and not there. We have accomplished some th ings, that is,—some of us have. We have set some prece¬ dents, some we have broken, and some we have ignored. As a result we have been highly honored by men and parties in general—with the exception of the Faculty. Witness the Presidential election they held in our honor. They thought it would help us in Economics and Poly Sci,—but little they knew. Anyway, we, including Kelley, elected Woodrow Wilson, President. That’s one thing that some of us did. As Freshmen we were Freshmen. We earned for ourselves the right to sing “How dry we are!” in the rope pull, that is,—some of us did. We were a little too premature, however, for after writing for “Coombsie” on the “Need of a Gymnasium” without result (C’s excepted) we took things in our own hands, some of us did and pro¬ ceeded to make a swimming pool in the E. E. Lab (Seas not excepted). None of us took a good picture. Some of us were right there in foot¬ ball, and as for baseball, we—that is, some of us—added division games to our repertoire. In track we showed ’em up when we—Dick Keith— took off our bath-robe. The banquet train stopped at the little tank station of Sterling. 85 As Sophomores we were Sophomores, except some of us, and they were Freshmen. Electrical Engineering Pierce got out our trade mark and his hand and head are still visible thereon. Instead of voting for Prohibition this year we went “wet” swelling Institute Pond quite a bit, but that is n’t so extraordinary for we always were a big class. Some of us slipped it over them in baseball, too, walking away from them like a flash of lightning, like a streak of yellow. (Ask Bob Hancock!) Now we are Jolly Juniors, except some of us who are nineteen Phi men. ’16 will tell you that they pulled ’15 through the pond, but we—some of us—coached them, so in fact we did it, that is some of us did. Some of us also had a Half-Way Through Banquet. It looked like “thirty,” but it wasn’t. Kelley and the mail bag, Knowlton and his long handled toothbrush and Mike Dufault with his axle won’t be forgotten right off. We fooled them in mid-years, i. e., some of us did, and may we always so do,—all of us, this time. These are but few of our achievements. Volumes could be written on what we—some of us—have done. Mass density = volume. “King” Cole over “Monk” Sproat for instance, ought to produce several of those volumes. Who forced “Coombsie” to drop the villain? We did,—that is, some of us did. Who completed the Alumni Field fund? We—some of us did. (Were we not the last to hand in our pledges?) Holy Cross walloped us again. Who did that? Emphatically, we did not! HERE TOU FRESH-MEN STOP—LOOK-LISTEN WE the unconquerable, unabashed, mighty and no«( rctprclrd ■ ' “ ° THIRTEEN welcome you, crlQglug, cate and entirely unheard WE add hereto certain time-honored rulen which yon will obey or be prepared to pay the penalty ot oar displeasure, which twice a roused will take the usual form, which Is most dampening to the spirits. YOU SHALL I. t in-over to all professors and Instructors wherever you chance fa meet th em. •• Wear the caps which WE furnish. O YOU SHALL HOT I. Ktooke on Tech Hill, t. Wear corduroy trousers. Wear culTs on your trousers—(turn ' em down—now). (father for any purpose whatsoever on the steps si the Electric Lab. Wear prep school numerals or letters. He seen on Halo Street alter 10.90 • . .If., except In the company ol upper clnsNmeu. Print numerals with chalk or paint on any bslldlsff. walk, stone or leuce. AND REMEMBERF However Indispensable you may have been to your prep school, keep In wind, Tech has existed many years without yoo. and we are all Irora Missouri. II you are any (rood we’ll find if out t If not. toddle back home to mother. .Now come in. you Indolent. Insignificant, penny -plead lux. prntinjr. praftlloK Presides, and respect. Imitate and be bumble before your su¬ periors. the class « 1913 86 Civil Engineering Society President , Ned F. Nutter, 1913 Vice-president , Albert S. Crandon, 1914 Secretary , John R. Delahanty, 1915 Treasurer , Clifford C. Bradford, 1913 RIMARILY to bring together the students of the Civil Engineering Department in a social way and to give them the opportunity of hear¬ ing prominent speakers have been the objects of this society. That it has succeeded in doing this is evident from the enthusiastic meetings that have resulted the past year. This year the lower classmen have taken hold with a will, with the result that the society has had a most prosperous year. Active membership in the society is limited to students in the Civil Engineering Department, but its membership contains the names of many honorary members who have been chosen from persons of acknowledged eminence in some branch of engineering. This society will ever be a pleasant memory to the Civils, for it was here that those bonds of common interest which unite the members of such a profession were first formed. 87 MECHANICS n The Mechanical Engineering Society President, James W. Armour, 1913. Vice-president, O. Stanley Porter, 1913. Secretary, Asa P. Nutter, 1914. Treasurer, Nathan C. Avery, 1915. ' URING the collegiate year of 1912-1913 the Mechanical Engineering Society carried on some very interesting meetings. It is the purpose of this society to give to the students a knowl¬ edge of the current events in the mechanical world and to this end speakers who are author¬ ities in their particular line are brought to the Institute to talk on subjects of general interest. These meetings are held once a month, and, while primarily they are for the students taking the mechanical course, a general invitation is issued to the students and to the public. During the past year we have been fortunate in securing some of the foremost engineers of the country, and those who attended can vouch for the interesting subjects they chose. On March 19th the society entertained the Stationary Engineers of Worcester. A trip through the Electrical and the Mechanical buildings was made and they were given an opportunity to see the machines in operation. i 88 The Worcester Chemical Club “I counted two and seventy stenches, All well defined—and several stinks.” — Coleridge. Officers of the Club President, Walter G. Bullard Vice -president, Walter J. Kelley Secretary, Lawrence A. Howard Treasurer, Stuart P. Miller Executive Committee George A. Hill Donald G. Rogers William A. Bolger HE Chemical Club is one of the organizations on the Hill which has never undergone those dis¬ tressing periods of depression, but has flourished in each of its three stages of existence. The Club was organized by the instructors and professors of the Chemistry Department in 1904 with the intention of bringing together the men in and about the city who were interested in Chemistry. From then until 1910, the Club’s officers were elected from among the teaching staff of the Department, 89 but in 1910, it was decided that the officers should be chosen from among the students of Chemistry and that the Club should be con¬ ducted by them under the supervision of the Instructors and Professors. The last year marks the latest change; the department members withdrew, forming the Chemistry Colloquium, leaving the entire management in the hands of the students. This scheme has proved as successful as those preceding it, the continued attendance of the instructors maintaining the pleasant social relations between students and teachers which results in an invaluable intimacy and understand¬ ing between them. Every graduating chemist looks back with pleasure to the heart-to-heart talk with Hughie, Dinny, Bobby and others, which were facilitated by the regular appearance of doughnuts and cider or crackers, cheese and ale at the meetings. The return of graduates of the department with accounts of the work which they have been engaged in since graduating is another valuable item in the student’s life, for from these lectures he obtains an insight into what his own work is likely to be, the methods of attack and a feeling of confidence that somewhere there is a place for him to fill and work for him to do. ' A - 90 • ' ' ' v V ; • ■. . ■. ♦ t • , . ' - ' ■ ■ 4 v. •, ■ • ' -v - , ' The Worcester Polytechnic Institute Branch American Institute of Electrical Engineers Officers President, Harry Lindsay Vice-president, William C. Blanchard, Jr. Secretary and Treasurer, George I. Gilchrist Executive Committee Prof. J. 0. Phelon, Walter G. Bassett, Harry Lindsay, Earl H. Thomas, George I. Gilchrist, Paul W. Burgess. HE “Electrical Society ’ as the Branch is com¬ monly called, was re-organized under the rules of the national organization in 1904, since which time the membership has increased from forty-five to seventy-five. The object of the society is to acquaint its members with current engineering happenings, and that result it accomplishes in two ways: Bulletins, periodicals, and catalogues from the larger manufacturing companies are distributed to the members at in¬ tervals throughout the year, and monthly meetings are held, at which the lectures, usually illustrated, are given on some topic of live en¬ gineering interest by men qualified by experience in that particular line. And then, incidentally, once or twice a year, the lecture takes on a popular note, which, together with the cider, cheese, doughnuts, and dancing, is enough to fill the lecture room, and afterwards the gallery of the laboratory, with members and their friends. This year’s social evening was taken up with an illustrated lecture by Prof. H. B. Smith, who showed slides made and colored in Japan, giving his impression of “Japan in Blossom Time.” 91 The Journal of the W. P. I. Harry B. Lindsay, 1913.Editor-in-chief Albert S. Crandon, 1914 .Assistant Editor Maurice G. Steele, 1915.Assistant Editor Representing the Alumni: A. D. Butterfield, 1893, Worcester, Mass.; Robert M. Barr, 1900, Philadelphia, Pa.; E. N. Jennison, 1900, Cleveland, Ohio; Leon I. Thomas, 1907, Chicago, Ill.; Robert H. Taylor, 1895, San Francisco, Cal.; Louis C. Smith, 1892, Boston, Mass.; Percy E. Barbour, 1896, Candor, N. C.; F. O. Price, 1900, Brooklyn, N. Y.; Willis L. Towne, Schenectady, N. Y.; J. K. Scho¬ field, 1909, Washington, D. C.; Giles S. Pease, 1901, Worcester; Ray H. Taber, 1909, Pittsburg, Pa.; A. G. Holman, 1877, Holyoke; E. B. Whipple, 1894, Provi¬ dence, R. I.; E. C. Sprague, 1902, N. Y. Prof. George H. Haynes .Managing Editor Associate Editors Prof. A. W. French, Prof. A. D. Butterfield, Prof. C. M. Allen, Prof. A. S. Richey, Prof. A. W. Ewell, Prof. R. C. Sweetser Howard H. Chase, 1913.Business Manager Arthur W. Peters, 1914 .... Assistant Business Manager Ralph H. Crippen, 1915 .... Assistant Business Manager HE Journal , being the official publication of the Institute, has its widest circulation among the Alumni. The Tech News covers contemporary Hill happenings so thoroughly that it has lately become the duty of the editors of the Journal to condense into a few pages a resume of the events chronicled in the News during the two months preceding each issue. This seems to be a desirable and satisfactory scheme. The News is read and laid aside—the Journal presently appears, with the meat of the News’ interest, together with any other points which the editors may have gathered independently, arranged in a form con¬ venient for keeping permanently at hand. A large factor in the serviceability and worth of the J ournal is in its Managing Editor, Prof. G. H. Haynes. It is on him that the ultimate responsibility of publication falls, issue by issue, to say noth¬ ing of the preliminary prodding of undergraduate editors to encourage them in the work of gathering material, which at best involves a con¬ siderable amount of hack work. It was his continued activity during a recent “campaign” which he waged among Class Secretaries which resurrected many of them who had not put pencil to paper in the name of their Classes since graduation,—a fact that which is evidenced by the life now shown in the Alumni Notes section of each Journal. 92 Wireless Association Officers President , E. H. Vance, 1913 Vice-president , A. B. Clark, 1915 Secretary , E. C. Nash, 1914 Treasurer , H. C. Thompson, 1915 HE Wireless Association was founded three years ago in Boynton Hall, later moving to its present quarters in the Electrical Engi¬ neering building. A six-wire aerial was erected between the two towers, but was shortly re¬ placed by a more efficient one between the Chemistry and Electrical Buildings. One of the drawbacks is the limited time which the stations offer to the members for it is seldom possible to use it at night, which practically prevents long distance work. However, Cape Cod and Charlestown Navy Yard are occa¬ sionally heard, while the local stations in and about Worcester are continually within reach of the station. Much of the apparatus is loaned by the present members of the Association and although the interest in this branch of student ac¬ tivity is less than when the Association was organized, it still forms an intimate part of life on the Hill, and furnishes a great deal of en¬ joyment to those interesting themselves in the work. TECH NEWS Vol. 4, No. 33 WORCESTER, MASS., JUNE 3, 1913 Price 5 cents History and Development The Tech News came into being in 1909, and upon our first official appear¬ ance at the Institute we were presented with the first copy of the paper, and then, either willingly or unwillingly, we parted with another fifty cents of the money father had given us and became sub¬ scribers and supporters of the new line of activity on the Hill. It was due to the efforts of members of the Class of 1911 that the News made its appearance and continued its existence during our Freshman year; but the introduction price of half a dollar was too small to combine with the advertising receipts and pay the expenses. As a result, a debt was incurred which the following year failed to relieve, although the sub¬ scription price was raised to one dollar. The management had made the nearly fatal mistake of drawing their staff almost entirely from the Senior Class, and each graduation left the News in a paralyzed condition. The first issue of Volume III appeared with none but the members of the Asso¬ ciation aware of the precipice that yawned hungrily before them. Shortly after midyears of our Junior year, issue was suspended, after half a dozen men had worked themselves thin and worried every possible avenue of escape to a mere frazzle. But at the semi-annual meeting, held in May of that year, the Tech News Association received a gift from the Dramatic Association which placed the paper on a sound financial basis after the debts had all been paid. And at the same time, the Tech Banquet Committee turned over the surplus from the ban¬ quet expenses to the News. With renewed enthusiasm the members of the Association pitched in, and immediately elected a partial business management and editorial staff. On Registration Day of our Senior year, the Neivs again made its appearance. In October the vacant positions on the Staff were filled from the lower classes, marking the first attempt to provide for the continuity of the paper and its eventual incorporation into Tech life. The efforts of Bullard and Truscott on the Editorial Staff, and Pease, Chick and Snow on the business end, have not only enlarged the paper but have made the year a financial success—the first which the paper has experienced. Tech News Association President, Vice-president, Secretary, Treasurer, Walter G. Bullard Kirtland Marsh Ralph H. Truscott Business Manager Tech News Staff Editor-in-chief, Walter G. Bullard Assistant Editor, Ralph H. Truscott Associate Editor, Societies’ Editor, Exchange Editor, Managing Editor, Athletics Editor, Business Manager, Donald W. Ormsbee Edward T. Jones George W. Hayes George W. Hayes Robert H. Russell Norris D. Pease Advertising Manager, George E. Chick Subscription Manager, Charles O. Snow 95 “Owed to your Pipe’’ When your last lone dime’s departed, And your Ingersoll’s in pawn, And the girl you fussed on Belmont Hill Has said a last “So long,” When you ’re pulling F’s in physics, And calc has got your goat, And father gave you Hell from home The last time that he wrote, When you’ve washed clothes in the bath-tub, Pressed your pants between the springs, And cussed the rainy weather, And a thousand other things, Don’t lose your angel temper, Don’t kick the family cat, But take a tip from a wise guy, Pin this advice in your hat: Go buy a can of Prince Albert, Dig out your old T. D., Or a Missouri Meerschaum, Or a twenty cent 3-B, Light up your old ‘derflinger’, Be it sweet, or mellow and ripe, For girls and profs are but human, And your one best friend is your pipe. 96 Examination in General Chemistry Prepared by Professor Bonekopf Q A Q A Q A Q A What is the critical voltage of a cork solution? “Minus 0.3 of an ohm.” What is the basis of Boyle’s Law? “Job, 2-7.” When does alcohol act as an oxidizing agent? “When it puts ‘ous’ in the ‘ic’ condition.” What is the natural explanation of water of crystallization? “The Lord thought even the sharpers would need an exam-pie.” What is endol? (b) Give a reference. “(a) Suicide, (b) Hamlet’s Soliloquy.” What is a primary alcohol? “The first one discovered; characteristic of primitive times.” What is a secondary alcohol? “This is the alcohol of the Middle Ages.” Where are alcohols found? “In patent medicines.” What is a popular preservative in foods? “Potassium Cyanide.” Explain in your own words the principle of Mass Action. “If you have the head of a tack filled with two kinds of fighting fleas which are evenly matched, and begin adding more of one kind only, the other kind are going to be licked.” Q. State briefly the impression which your study of Chemistry has made on you. A. “Chemistry is the d—dest concatination of half-substan¬ tiated guesses ever conceived by the mind of man throughout the whole phantasmagoria of his infortuitous existence.’ Q A Q A Q A Q A Q A Q A 77 Answered By His Son. 97 7 98 ■4 - The Musical Association President, Earle H. Thomas Treasurer, Donald Purrington Secretary, Carl G. Carlson ARLY last fall E. B. Cooper, ex-’14, leader of the Glee Club, issued a call for candidates for the club. Contrary to the custom of previous years the call was answered by a multitude of singers. “Many came, but few were chosen ' and as there were few chosen these few were good and a successful club was assured. Mr. John T. Russell, who coached the club so well two seasons ago, was secured and rehearsals commenced at once. The old stand-bys, sung by the club since its first founding were discarded, and new music of the “glee variety was studied. This new music hindered us somewhat and it was January before we were in condition to give a good concert. The Orchestra re-organized early in the fall with P. W. Burgess as leader pro tem. This organization lost few men during the summer and with the advent of the freshmen became quite a large orchestra. H. G. Saunders, a violinist, early displayed ability to lead and was elected to that position which he filled very acceptably, keeping the men hard at work but still happy. The orchestra was a decided feature at the Tech Show, and many were its praises sung by fair escorts. The first concert was given at South Framingham, January 10, before a large and appreciative audience. Being satisfied that the programme was a good one, the management, immediately after mid¬ year ' s, gave a concert and dance in the Electrical Engineering Building, which was very successful and filled a large gap in Tech ' s social life. Other concerts were given in the small towns around Worcester, one given at West Boylston being worthy of mention because of the good concert and the “feed we got after it. It sure was a good time. Mr. M. M. Smith ' s mandolin and Mr. L. L. Weaver ' s baritone solos were features of our concerts and they were enthusiastically received by the audiences. 99 4 As usual, mid-year’s left the Glee Club minus a leader and Don Purrington was elected to that position and more than made good. This has been the most successful year in our short career, as we have entered new territory and won. The treasurer’s position is not one of name only, but a check book goes with it now, and our success is due to co-operation and harmony. Rehearsals have been well attended and the men in the Musical Association deserve and receive much praise for their conscientious work. Members of the Glee Club Director , D. Purrington Manager, E. R. Karb First Tenors: A. W. Peters, F. P. Church, S. T. Swallow, G. V. R. Raynsford, L. M. Krull. Second Tenors: D. Purrington, R. N. Hunter, R. E. Lamb, H. Trull. Baritones: R. G. Trumbull, D. H. C. Tullock, T. E. Kloss, J. L. Weaver, R. H. Callahan, R. W. Bartlett, C. L. Storms, S. M. Nahikian. Bassos: E. R. Karb, U. J. Lebourveau, F. N. Meyer, H. L. Davis, C. A. Thrasher. Members of the Orchestra Director, H. G. Saunders Manager, E. H. Thomas First Violins: H. G. Saunders, T6; E. H. Thomas, T3; L. R. Arnold, ’16; G. A. Rudell, ’16. Second Violins: H. L. Cole, ’14; H. G. Olson, ’16. First Cornet : P. W. Burgess, T4. Second Cornet,: F. H. Steele, ’14. Clarinets: F. W. Smith, T3; R. W. Wagner, ’15. Trombone: M. L. Haselton, T5. Flutes: P. C. Howes, T4; A. A. Smith, T6. Saxophone: R. H. Wulf, T3. Traps: H. M. Toombs, ’16. Piano: C. G. Carlson, ’14. 100 Dramatic Association ' HE revival in dramatics took place in the spring of 1910 when a temporary association was formed for the purpose of producing the first “Tech Show.” The next step was the formation of the Worcester Polytechnic Insti¬ tute Dramatic Association, in 1911, in which members of the Class of 1913 have played more than a prominent part. The production of the first Tech Show in April, 1911, met with great success, and started the Association on its wave of prosperity. Tierney was leading man, and Burleigh, Burwell, Chick, and Spicer were on the management. The following year produced “The Flirt,” and it was played to a packed house. The T3 men in this production were Bullard, Pease, Snow, and Geer, and to them a large share of credit for a most success¬ ful performance must be given. It is the plan of the Association to devote any of its receipts, over and above the necessary reserve, to various Tech interests which may be in need of financial assistance. Last year the Association was able to place the Tech News again on its feet, and the value of this act can only be understood by those who realize the part that the Neivs plays in our life at the Institute. The status of the Dramatic Association, then, is settled. Stand¬ ing as it does for interests at Tech, it deserves and is receiving the support of the entire student body. Membership in the Association is limited, only the managers of the Show and such men as have managed or been members of a show cast being granted full membership. Asso¬ ciate members include the assistant managers and all those assisting in the production of a Tech Show not mentioned above. Election to the Association is an honor that means something both to the man who has worked so diligently for it, and to those who from the outside recognize his efforts. The success of the year just past proves that the Dramatic Asso¬ ciation has come to stay, and that it will play a notable part in affairs at Tech. Bullard, Tierney, Pease, Chick, Spicer, Kingman, Lindsay, 101 102 Truscott, Bishop, and Donovan were among its prominent members. The class of 1913 can feel that it has played a most successful part in the establishment of the Dramatic Association on its present firm foundation, since it has been instrumental in the continued success of the last two years after the first tidal wave of enthusiasm had passed. OFFICERS President, Anson C. Burwell Vice-president, Arthur C. Burleigh Secretary, Philip W. Prouty Treasurer, Ogden B. Hewitt The Tech Show The Third Annual Tech Show, Man Proposes’’, was produced at the Worcester Theater, April 11, 1913, and far surpassed the two preceding productions in almost every respect. It was in a true sense a “Tech Show” as the author was a Tech man, Harold L. Tilton, and the entire cast and management made up of W. P. I. men. Here again ’13 men were in the spotlight with Tierney, leading man; Lind¬ say, the beetle-browed villain; Truscott, the heavy grind; Bishop, one of the fairest (fine, heavy, fat), and Donovan, the handsome boy. The plot to “Man Proposes” is a live one, and proved a good foundation for the characters to work on. Billy Haven, crack pitcher of the baseball team, has his college course financed by his wealthy aunt, Mehitabel Primrose Perkins, who has cared for him since the death of his parents. The funds are forthcoming, however, only on several conditions, chief of which is that he abstain from the joys of “fussing,” and of course this turns out to be the art in which Billy is most proficient. While seated in his room with Sam Colton, his room¬ mate, a messenger boy brings him three acceptances to three proposals which he made to three girls with his commendable (?) regularity. Naturally, his peace of mind is somewhat disturbed, since he does not know that it is a plot on the part of the young ladies in ques¬ tion to cure him of his habit of promiscuous proposing. In each of the letters Billy is told to wear a red rose to the coming masked ball. In the midst of Billy’s troubles, in come four students, who with the aid of Percival Poetpenne, enliven the proceedings with penny-ante and Y. M. C. A. (?) songs. The sudden arrival of stern Aunt Hitty puts an end to the joy session. She withdraws her former stipulations in regard to Billy’s relations with the fair sex, and substitutes the condi¬ tion that he shall marry Betty Saunders, adopted daughter of Colonel Saunders whom she herself is to marry. Billy is in deeper than before 103 because he has in the meantime really fallen in love with a girl named Bettv Marsden. Crafts, Billy’s rival for Betty’s affections and a place on the team, fails in his plot to have Spud lame Billy’s arm by putting some “dope” in his rubdown, and finally does it himself. The trick is successful, and Crafts pitches the big game. He is knocked out of the box, how¬ ever, and Billy by sheer will power, pitches his team to victory. Crafts secures a red rose from Betty and determines to wear it to the masked ball. He does this and meets the three girls to whom Billy proposed, each of whom he thinks is Betty and who in turn thinks he is Billy, which results in all kinds of complications and embarassments. Billy avoids the three girls, meets Betty and makes a proposal, which is accepted. He braves his aunt’s wrath, and making known the girl of his choice, finds that Betty Marsden is in reality Betty Saunders, the girl his aunt wished him to marry. Deserving of special mention are Tierney as “The Man”; Penni- man, the hero’s roommate; Truscott, the grind and extemporaneous poet; and the entire list of “girls,” Little as, “The Girl”; Waite, as Aunt Hitty; Bishop, Smith and Upton, as Billy’s old flames, and Raynesford as the maid. The interpolation of several songs added much to the pleasure and success of the occasion. These included the new Tech Alma Mater song, words and music by Willard Hedlund, “Betty” by the same author, and “All on Account of the Ladies,” words by H. L. Tilton and music by C. G. Carlson. Penniman proved a shining light as soloist for “Betty” and “All on Account of the Ladies,” while Weaver sang several pleasing selections during the masked ball in the last act. Much of the Show’s great success was due to the very efficient coaching of Frederick A. Carroll and Fred C. Batchellor, both of whom were prominent in dramatic activities at Dartmouth. The Dramatic Association, the cast, the management, and all who had a part in the production are to be congratulated on the great success attained. So great was this success that plans are under way to repeat “Alan Proposes” during Commencement week. Management General Manager, Assistant Manager , Business Manager, Assistant Business Manager, Advertising Manager, Winthrop B. Brown Frank Aiken Ogden B. Hewitt AIyron Al. Smith Robert C. Hancock Jb- 104 V Assistant Advertising Manager, Stage Manager, Assistant Stage Manager, Cedric E. Thurston Harold C. Edgerton Joseph E. Roy Synopsis of Scenes Act I—Billy Haven’s room in Dormitory. Time—Evening, two days before the game with Kenniston Act II—Locker room of new Gym. Time—Following day Act III—Scene in Institute Park. Time—Directly after the Kenniston game Act IV—Masquerade ball in new Gym. Time—Evening, same day Members of the Cast BILLY HAVEN—The Man, BETTY MARSDEN—The Girl, AUNT MEHITABLE PRIMROSE PERKINS- to Col. Saunders, HERBERT CRAFTS—Billy’s Rival, Edgar F. Tierney, Frank H. Little, -Billy’s Aunt, who is engaged Raymond A. Waite, Harry B. Lindsay, PERCIVAL POETPENNE—As the Profs, would like to have us, Ralph H. Truscott, SAM COLTON—Billy’s Roommate, Raymond B. Penniman, SPUD FINNERTY—A Gym Attendant, Levi M. Kelley, Jr., COL. SAUNDERS—An Old Grad, and Betty’s Father by Adoption, William J. Becker, Jr., HAWES—A Member of the Ball Team, Earl E. Andrews, ALICE j [ Harold W. Bishop, ELINOR } Some of Billy’s Old “Flames,” i Myron M. Smith, GERTRUDE ) [ George H. Upton, HARRY William C. Blanchard, Jr., Friends of Sam and Billy, RALPH JIM BERT MESSENGER BOY, PERCY’S FRIEND MAID John W. Donovan, Philip F. Murray, Winfield S. Jewell, Jr., George S. Atkinson, George V. R. Raynsford, 1913 1915 1915 1913 1913 1915 1915 1916 1915 1913 1915 1916 1914 1913 1916 1915 1915 1915 Musical Numbers “Betty,” Alma Mater, “All on Account of the Ladies,” SONGS Words and music by Willard Hedlund, 1910 Words and music by Willard Hedlund, 1900 Words by H. L. Tilton, 1914 Music by C. G. Carlson, 1914 Aeroplane Love, Words and music by Miss Georgiana O’Connor The waltz played in the fourth act was written by H. C. Mann, 1916 ORCHESTRA SELECTIONS Bridal Rose, Lavelle Medley of Tech and Frat Songs, Arranged by C. G. Carlson, 1914 Asphodel Waltz, Hildreth Crimson and Gray, A. C. Fenn, Jr., 1916 105 Fidelity March, “Betty,” S. G. Drury, 1916, H. S. Davis, 1916, C. S. Burgess, 1916, R. W. Bartlett, 1916, R. M. Thackeray, 1916, C. M. Lawton, 1915, M. G. Steele, 1915 (Football), J. P. Cornstock, 1916, C. A. Thrasher, 1916, A. H. Richardson, 1916, W. H. Knowles, 1916, S. A. Brooks, 1916, A. F. Gilmore, 1916, R. H. Lapidos, 1915, POPULAR SELECTIONS Losey Hedlund, 1910 GIRLS R. E. Crittenden, 1915, David Wyman, 1916. PROFESSORS E. P. Watson, 1916, W. A. True, 1916, G. C. Cummings, 1916. GRADS M. W. Tucker, 1916 (Gladiator), T. E. Ivloss, 1916 (Tramp), R. Iv. Chandler, 1916 (Baseball), C. L. Burgess, 1916. STUDENTS E. V. Higbee, 1915, C. L. Storms, 1916, S. T. Swallow, 1915, E. H. Francis, 1916, W. M. Putnam, 1916, S. A. Upson, 1916, A. P. Mutter, 1914, T. W. Farnsworth, 1915. 106 107 The Cosmopolitan Club of the Worcester Polytechnic Institute Officers President , Y. C. Mei Vice-president , H. F. Schmidt Recording Secretary , S. Z. Yang Corresponding Secretary , H. B. Woods Treasurer, H. Z. Sonto MEMBERS Dr. A. Wilmer Duff Dr. Arthur W. Ewell Dwight E. Allen, Gustav Adolf Baeslack Horace L. Cole W. Fung Joaquim Reis Junqueira Yi Chi Mei Paul Albert Porter Frederic S. Riggs George Harold Slocomb Hippolyto Gouvea Souto Dick Wong Lib-zung Yang. •4 Dr. Frederic Bonner, Jr. Prof. Zelotes W. Coombs Dr. Walter L. Jennings Willard B. Anthony Charles Perry Ball, Jr. Vinvente Diaz William Charles Greenough Leo B. Lewis Wallace Tenney Montague Henry Robert Power Hugo Fred Schmidt Robert Ingram Slocomb Max W. Tucker Harold Bigelow Woods Jh 108 The Cosmopolitan Club HE Worcester Cosmopolitan Club, founded in 1908, and granted a charter in 1909, is one of the twentjr-seven chapters in the Association of Cosmopolitan Clubs in the United States and Canada. Its main object is to cultivate social inter¬ course among the students of different nation¬ alities at the Institute, and thereby to foster the spirit of universal brotherhood. However, the aim of the Association and the scope of the work is gradually assuming a much larger significance than this. It is a world-wide organization, being directly affiliated with the Corda Fraters, Federa¬ tion Internationale des Etudiants. The Worcester Chapter tries to carry out its purpose by its social meetings, where professors and students of all nationalities meet to discuss the current events and topics of common interest. This social programme, along with the Student Congresses, in¬ ternational correspondence and annual convention is the humble attempt of our organization to carry out its simple motto: “ Above All Nations is Humanity .” Social Meetings of the Worcester Cosmopolitan Club 1912-1913 Oct. 6. H. F. Schmidt “Germany and Switzerland .” Oct. 20. Dr. Morton Masius “Politics in Germany Dec. 8. Dr. Levi L. Conant, “ Abroad.” Feb. 9. Yi Chi Mei, “Chinese Revolution Mar. 2. Dr. Chamberlain, “The Unity of Mankind Mar. 16. Dr. Arthur W. Ewell, “ Hunting and Fishing in Worcester County y 109 -—f Toast to the Man Who is Down W E ' LL not drink to the man so immersed in his fame That his name of itself is power alone; Our toast to the man who is down in the rut, Who knows nothing of fame,—has no name,—has no home. We drink to the man who has fought the good fight, Who, in spite of his fighting it bravely, has lost; To the man who has watched another rise up In his place,—and succeed at his cost. Our toast to the man who at night makes his bed By the side of the road on a pillow of stone, Whose deeds may be scarlet and yet in whose heart Are the dreams of his childhood, his mother, and home. Our toast to the man who weeps in his dreams Of kneeling again by the cot of the dead, As he thinks of the promises so sacredly made And pictures the life that he later has led. Our toast to the man who awakes in the morn And swears that he ' 11 live as a man among men, But, try as he will to get right with the world, Has never a chance and falls backward again. You must drink to the famous, the wealthy,—the great, If you choose to be one of society ' s clan. But we offer our toast to the man who is down, And we offer it up again, and again. 110 Correction Sheet T HE construction of the ordinary electrical call bell is quite simple. It consists primarily of an electro-magnet through which direct current is continuously passing while the bell is in opera¬ tion. When the button is pressed a current is sent through this electro¬ magnet with the result that it attracts a piece of iron which is held at a small distance from it by a flexible spring. When the iron is attracted toward the magnet it clings to the end of the magnet only momentarily, for it is at once demagnetized and the spring immediately pulls it away. The motion, which has involved the better part of ten minutes in description, occurs in reality several times a second and the result is the very rapid movement of the piece. Now, connected to this rapidly moving piece is the clapper or dongus of the bell, so arranged with the proper spacing between itself and the bell that it hits the bell once every stroke. The result of this intermittent contact is usually a nearly continuous ring, having a sound very pleasing to the ear, a good example of the kind of ring obtained being the ordinary alarm clock with which the majority are familiar. Some of the uses of the bell besides its described use on the telephone are for door-bells, front and back; hotels, where a certain number of rings bring the porter, maid, icewater, or the bar-tender. From this brief description of the ordinary bell, a general idea of its construction and use may be gleaned by one who has had a mediocre dealing with bells. i ' . 4 |wtS todt -� y- 111 _- cf Camp Stephenson HE 28th of August, 1911, found the civils assembled at Chaffins for summer practice. The process of choosing our wives and getting our tents pitched consumed our attention at first but after these details were disposed of we gave the vicinity a thorough exploring. We found that there was a good place to swim at the upper-level pond, that apples were abundant, that there was a plum tree not far distant and that Chaffins did n’t look like the worst place on the map. The first few days of our life in camp were very damp ones, so that we could not start our surveys. During these days we remained in our tents with the pasteboards and the weed. Many of our classmates who up to this time had been nicotine proof became users of the filthy weed. We were all overjoyed when at length the clouds opened up and we were allowed to start the “record nuisances” of the Chaffin and Unionville and the Dawson Spur railroads. We ran over all sorts of country with the “adenoid” barometers recording temperatures and pressures every two or three hundred feet. After that, the preliminary followed and then final ly the location. 8 We enjoyed our nightly campfires and discovered in their sociable glare that our instructors were not only human but that they were first-class fellows. W e had a number of very interesting musicales with the aid of the old organ and some local talent. The thoughts of those evenings round the campfire will long stir pleasant memories in the heart of the Civil. It was through them that the fellows were brought nearer to each other and this accounts for the fact that the civil “bunch” is a unit and not a collection of men with no concern for one another. We enjoyed our meals and showed our appreciation of them in no uncertain manner. The waitresses were all right, even though they did ask us if we were “tru wid” our plates. Some of us remember the night when we received the distress signals from the commissary department and had to go to the aid of the “girls,” and later to set up a tent for them where the danger of intrusion by rats might be lessened. The last Friday night of summer practice we held a dance in the Holden town hall for the dames we had become acquainted with in that town. It rained hard but those who went enjoyed themselves and some of them have made numerous trips to Holden since, renewing acquaintances formed or strengthened at the dance. 115 116 The Y. M. C. A. Officers President, F. Allen Simmons. 1913 Vice-president, Richard L. Keith, 1914 Secretary , Carl F. Palmer, 1915 Treasurer, Albert S. Crandon, 1914 General Secretary, Clarence P. Shedd, A. B. ' IJITE naturally, the Aftermath constitutes from year to year a log not only of the classes, but of the established societies on the Hill. Let us recount, then, some of the advances made by the Association during the year of 1912-1913, and trust that this will be the policy of the recorder each year, thus establishing a permanent record of the growth and develop¬ ment of the Y, M. C. A. Recognizing the lack of social events at Tech, “ Tech Mixers” were introduced, being a course of entertainments, consisting of two concerts and a performance by Pitt Parker, Cartoonist. A pool-table was procured and placed in the rooms. New chairs, Davenports, and book-racks were also obtained to make the rooms more of a social centre for the men. Advances will surely be made in this line, and it is hoped that the Association Rooms may be made exceptionally attrac¬ tive to the students. The Educational Programme of former years was made more ex¬ tensive and included Bible Study, Mission Study, Sex Hygiene and Applied Economics. One hundred and sixty men in Bible Study groups, three class groups in the study of “South American Problems,” and a course of lectures on Human Engineering indicate the progress made. Without doubt the most popular and beneficial work of the year was that in the Sex Hygiene Course. Two hundred and twenty- six men followed Dr. Seerley, of the Springfield Training College, through a course of six helpful lectures. The meetings proved “popular,” and were instructive and in¬ spiring. The Foreign Educational Work has progressed and a num¬ ber of men have been actively engaged in teaching the foreign-speaking population of Worcester the fundamentals of English and Civics. 117 An Ode to Davy Gallup A gasoline drop fell in love with a spark, That glowed in the motor beneath her, She was ready to melt With the heat that she felt, And she wondered what fate would bequeath her. And she said with a sigh, I would willingly die, For my poor heart with love now is laden. And the spark in his turn All the brighter did burn, To entice the combustible maiden. “Chug-Chug-” went the motor, “Oh! Oh!” gurgled she, “It’s the voice of my lover, he ’s calling to me’ With a start toward the spark, She began then to caper, Chug! puff! and the maiden was vapor. ) fftf! tret off y ’ ' . You canf ' e pecY to r de ) a X °+ c e ar x Vistt r J_ J ' K n ft ff 7 ?s 7 A 7 ic v vvir £ ve s-crw S7 T7 vP d? 118 120 Sigma Alpha Epsilon Massachusetts Delta Chapter Established March 10, 1894 Active 1913 Howard Harward Chase Clifton Cromwell Clough Alton Haywood Kingman John Donald Power Leonard Farnsworth Smith Theodore Corson Wheaton Raymond Harvey Wulf James Wallace Armour Merton Shumway Fogerty 1914 Edwin Windsor Reed Alan Gordon Cherry William Henry Warren CHAPTER HOUSE—Humboldt Members 1915 William Augustine Bolger William Raymond Brown Irving Towne Norton Sidney Thaxter Swallow William Gardner Very Mark Samuel Patterson John Henry Conneen 1916 Edward Lloyd Barker Clarence Allan Riddell William Richard Tinker William Conrad Thurston Raymond Sawyer Medbury Joseph Mitchell Chandler Richard Harvey Pinney James Carl Walker George Austin Marsh Harold Ward Bidwell Avenue 123 Alpha Tau Omega Massachusetts Gamma Sigma Chapter Established November 27, 1906 Active Members 1913 John Nichols Donovan Lawrence Cooley Myers Ned Frank Nutter Norris Dunham Pease 1914 Carl Fowler Fritch Frank Andrew Gray Robert Edward Hancock Harrison Warner Hosmer Paul Crowell Howes Donovan William Ormsbee George William Smith, Jr. Raymond Asa Waite Carlos Eric Waldo 1915 Earle Edwin Andrews Ralph Herbert Crippen Philip Lawrence Donovan Thomas W. Farnsworth Clifford Nelson Frizzell Merton Luther Haselton George Wesley Hayes Raymond Bardwell Penniman Frederick McClellan Tayler Cedric Erroll Thurston 1916 Norman Verry Crane Leon Winfield Dunbar Ellsworth Allen Frazee Gordon Carleton Garland Fred Amos Garnsey Cedric Andrew Stone Moses Hay Teaze Lawrence Dresser Wood CHAPTER HOUSE—24 Institute Road 125 Theta Chi Epsilon Chapter Established 1909 Active Members 1913 John Barnard Arthur Cilley Burleigh Albert Charles Gowing Harry Bernard Lindsay 1915 1914 William Clinton Blanchard, Jr. Winthrop Blakley Brown Ray Clark Grouch Harvey Frederick Hillman Harold Lionel Kane Eustis Russell Karb Henry Stimson Muzzy Arthur Lincoln Thurston Herbert Hiram Wentworth Clayton Roberts Wilcox CHAPTER HOUSE—1 Lancaster Terrace William Richard Adams Frank Aiken George Sawin Atkinson George Augustus Barnard Charles Osgood Drayton Warren Luther Ellis Walter Prince Kramer Frank Herbert Little 1916 Robert Norton Andrews William Joseph Becker, Jr. Lawrence Goodrich Drury Harold Gardener Saunders Monroe Whitnej Tuttle Arthur Edward Gorman Alfred Charles Fenn, Jr. 127 128 --- • Kappa Xi Alpha Local Fraternity Established 1906 • Active Members 1913 1915 Albert Lewis Brown John Edwards Allen Walter Gould Bullard Frederic Pettigrew Church Wesley John Gilson Arthur Hooper Gerald Albert Sutton Littell Joseph Ernest Roy Charles Oscar Snow Carlton Russell Smith John Edgar Stripp Raymond William Wagner Earle Holbrook Thomas Harold Bigelow Woods Donald Fairfax Whiting 1914 1916 Lewis Henry Eaton Lawrence Herbert Hayward Harold Charles Edgerton Lawrence Clark Jones Arthur William Knowlton Valentine Brousseau Libbey Rodney E. Lancey Joel Lincoln Manson Arthur Warren Peters Philip Pierce Murdick Philip Woodward Prouty Ellery Eaton Royal Gilbert Sanford Vernam Harris Earle Whiting CHAPTER HOUSE—9 John Street ■ - — - .i 129 9 ✓ Delta Tau Local Established 1906 Active Members 1913 Harold G. Brown Edmund K. Brown Bryant F. Chapin Winthrop M. Jones Russell B. Leonard Coleman C. McCully Franklin A. Simmons George H. Slocomb 1914 Carl G. Carlson Edward T. Jones Asa P. Nutter Edward E. Peirce Albert B. R. Prouty Donald Purrington Edward E. Stickney Raymond K. Tarr Henry C. Whitlock CHAPTER HOUSE—143 Highland Street 1915 Harold R. Brown Edward W. Morton Carl F. Palmer Warren H. Pike 1916 Hollon L. Davis Herbert G. Olsen Winfield M. Putnam Stuart A. Upson 131 Zeta Sigma Tau Local Fraternity Established December 5, 1912 Active Members 1913 1915 Herbert Engles Adams Joseph Beaudette George Edward Chick Farquhar Wells Smith 1914 James Coring Atsatt Arthur Hobart Burns Albert Ha} r ward Carr Harold Goddard Carter Birge Stillson Dayton Frederick Widmer Eaton Arthur Clarence Farrar George Washington Nelson 1916 Hubert Hale Frary Earle Clark Pierce Raymond Winfield Tash Ricker James Lawrence Weaver 132 4 ■m James W. Armour John Barnard Albert L. Brown Arthur C. Burleigh Anson C. Burwell Frederic S. Carpenter Harold C. Edgerton Carl F. Fritch Paul W. Glover Robert E. Hancock Harold L. Kane The Skull Senior Society Founded 1911 Active Members 1913 Clifton C. Clough Eric T. Franzen Harry B. Lindsay Norris D. Pease O. Stanley Porter John D. Power. 1914 Richard L. Keith Walter J. Kelley Yi Chi Mei Edwin W. Reed Herbert H. Wentworth 133 Society of the Sigma Xi Worcester Chapter Established May 7, 1908 Active Members Faculty and Instructors Charles M. Allen William W. Bird Frederic Bonnet, Jr. Arthur D. Butterfield D. F. Calhane Levi L. Conant Herbert K. Cummings A. Wilmer Duff Arthur W. Ewell Arthur W. French David L. Gallup William C. Greenough George H. Haynes Albert W. Hull Howard C. Ives Walter L. Jennings Morton Masius Joseph 0. Phelon Clarence A. Pierce Carleton A. Read Albert S. Richey Francis W. Roys Alton L. Smith Harold B. Smith Robert C. Sweetser Students of the Senior Class George N. Bailey (graduate) Charles P. Ball Clarence A. Brock Peter W. Brouwers Albert L. Brown E. Karl Brown John N. Donovan George C. Graham G. Albert Hill Winthrop M. Jones Harry B. Lindsay Albert J. Lorion Cleon E. Phelps Donald M. Russell Hugo F. Schmidt Millard C. Spencer 134 The 1 ech Senate EFINITE steps have been taken toward the formation of a student body to co-ordinate the efforts of the various branches of activity on the Hill into one grand force, which is to build year by year an increasingly enthusiastic Tech spirit, which is to foster and perpetuate Tech traditions and customs that the Techman of the future shall have the element of college life which is too often denied the technical student. To be effective, such a body must be recognized not by the few but by the many; not by one Class but by all the Classes, and the suggestions emanating from it must be considered seriously not only from the viewpoint of the moment but with a thought as to the future, for the Senate must look far ahead. Its members must be the pick of the men engaged in the various activities of Tech life, which means that each activity must choose its leader wisely. The future of such a body rests with the student body; if it chooses wisely and heeds the suggestions of the chosen, we may safely prophesy a brilliant future for this organization and a fitting monument for 1913. But if it chooses thoughtlessly, then the value of the Senate is nega¬ tive, and we have tried in vain. 135 Tau Beta Pi Massachusetts Alpha Chapter Established May 14, 1910 Members HONORARY J. O. Phelon, 1887 1893 Arthur D. Butterfield 1894 Charles M. Allen 1903 Carl D. Knight 1904 Francis J. Adams 1910 Herbert K. Cummings 1911 George N. Bailey 1912 Edward I. Comins George L. Gilchrest Dean J. Locke 1913 Charles P. Ball, Jr. Roy C. Blanchard Peter W. Brouwers 1913 Edmund K. Brown Anson C. Burwell John N. Donovan George C. Graham Leon H. Greenwood Allan H. Gridley George A. Hill Winthrop M. Jones Joseph W. Legg Harry B. Lindsay Albert J. Lorion Carl S. Morse Donald M. Russell Heinrich Schmidt Hugo F. Schmidt Karl Schmidt Franklin A. Simmons Millard C. Spencer Harold B. Woods 1914 Edward C. Bartlett Horace L. Cole Albert S. Crandon Roland H. Dufault Ernest R. Hedstrom Harry M. Sawyer Harold L. Tilton Gilbert S. Vernam Herbert H. Wentworth 136 137 Tech Banquet, 1913 HE evening of March 26, found the accomoda¬ tions of the State Mutual Restaurant taxed to their utmost to accommodate the students attending the Annual Tech Banquet. The punctuality with which the men arrived indi¬ cated that previous suppers had been omitted, and in short time we were splashing about in the soup and demolishing the good things that followed with true Tech ardor. Professor Hollis was present, and we were determined to show him that Tech was a real live place and that the students were live students. After the last course had been placed with its predecessors and the wreckage had been removed, a photographer appeared and re¬ quested that we extinguish our Fat Emmas for a few minutes, and while we waited for the September-like haze to clear away, we suc¬ ceeded in reviving the custom of telling what we realty thought about our Professors, the Civils and Chemists running neck and neck for the honors. Then the picture was taken and we settled down to enjoy ourselves. Charles J. Adams, as toastmaster, opened the proceedings w r ith a very “pointed” story. Professor Conant v r as introduced as the first speaker. His speech is one that will be remembered by the Seniors as one which was sincere from start to finish,—every word came straight from the heart and his experiences as Acting-President were obscured in the personality of Coney,—the scholar and friend of students. Hon. Charles G. Washburn was the next speaker. He delighted the men with his witticisms, his reference to the “mossbacks of the Faculty,” and assured us that in Professor Hollis, he had obtained a man who “would never let the curriculum stand in the w r ay of athletics.” Mr. Marble, President of the Freshman Class made the Seniors feel small by recounting at length the accomplishments of his class. Dr. Walter L. Jennings devoted himself to a very serious discus¬ sion of educational problems which from the very solemnity of his treatment kept us quiet. Mr. Anthony, President of the Sophomores, expressed this thoughts through the medium of a poem and w ' as fol- - 138 4 lowed by Dr. A. G. Webster, of Clark University, who became in¬ volved in a wordy duel with our toastmaster. Seriously he spoke in favor of a more intimate relation between the two institutions of learning as being of probable benefit to both, admitting that from his viewpoint, the engineers were superior workers to his men. In an amusing way, President Walter J. Kelley of the Junior Class informed us that his class needed little advertising, its vigorous participation in Tech activities having already made ’14 recognized as “the class.” Professor Arthur D. Butterfield, Secretary of the Alumni Associa¬ tion, aroused our enthusiasm by an account of the success attending his work during the past year. “Dave,” Howard, our Senior President, spoke briefly on the approaching graduation of “some” of the Seniors, his whole speech spelling a true loyalty to Tech. Then amidst cheering, Professor Hollis, President-elect of the Institute was introduced to us. Quietly he told us why he had accepted the position,—because w e were engineers. He admitted the attractiveness of Worcester, but pointed out that he was leaving much behind that was dear to him,—friends and associations that are the growth only of time. He pointed out that the history of engineer¬ ing made but a brief volume. The work and problems which still con¬ front the engineering world were emphasized and feeling as he did toward engineers, and sympathizing with them in their perseverance, he felt that his duty was to assist engineers, who were workers beyond the meaning of the word in colleges. His sympathy toward athletics and his connection with this branch of student activity at Harvard assured us of an athletic Future for Tech. The close of his speech brought the men cheering to their feet. Too high praise cannot be given the Orchestra for their generous programme of popular and Tech songs; for ‘The setting sun and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past.” -Shakespeare. 139 Freshman Banquet ROB ABLY our Freshman Banquet gave us more genuine pleasure than any banquet which we have ever attended, because we were just enter¬ ing Tech life,—because we thought we were fooling the Sophomores, and because it was yet to become an old story to us. Professors Coombs and Kinnicutt were our guests and both spoke during the evening, each holding our attention, and each having the field all to himself, for Prof. Kinnicutt tolcl us about student life in the Vaterland, a subject quite new to us, and Prof. Coombs aroused our enthusiasm and devotion by his loyalty to athletics. The President of our class, Charles B. Price, acted as toastmaster, and called for the following toasts: “Class of 1913” “Football” “Hockey” “The Fair Sex” “Basketball” Stanley F. Hunt Frank K. Schopfer Samuel A. Craig Harry B. Lindsay Wallace W. Tuttle “Baseball” Eric T. Franzen “The Future” Ernest A. Hamilton And strangely enough we remember that practically fifty per cent, of entering students graduate and that the speakers at this banquet check that figure pretty closely. One man from each group we have lost and one at each end. Canned 140 V o nV ' j Thru Half Way Through Banquet September 30th, 1911, the inhabitants of Bean Town were fully aware that something unusual was the matter in their fair city. And well they might suspect that something was amiss for on that day the class of nineteen hundred thirteen flocked to that metropolis to give vent to the feeling of joy that filled them be¬ cause of their having bulled the Profs into letting them complete one-half of the journey through Tech. It so happened that the Football Team lined up against Tufts College on that day so the crowd hied itself to Medford and put in a little cheering practice. In the intermission after the game and before the big feed, the wise ones beat it to such places as the deep-mourned Grotto, the friendly Dreyfus or other such places where the time flits quickly. Nevertheless, there was not a vacant chair when the happy throng seated themselves in the banquet hall of Young’s Hotel. With his ever-ready humor and aided by his good “spirits” “Rocky” enter¬ tained the bunch all through the evening. There was not a thing lacking to add to the comfort and cheer of the party. There was no angry mob of underclassmen ever ready to hurl the evil smelling bombs of the cold storage plant or to run off with our speakers. Everything had been carefully planned and there was nothing to disturb the feeling of good fellowship that predominated. The menu, which would have done credit to the most renowned of chefs, was soon tucked away where it would do the most good and the gang with full stomachs and plenty of Pall Meccas settled back to enjoy the feast of oratory that was about to be poured on their eager ears. That versatile individual, E. Windsor Reed, took charge of the ceremonies and with the smoothest of lan¬ guage presented the unfortunates who attempted to enrich our stock of stories. Edgar F. Tierney, yes, we mean Genial Ed, spoke to us on the subject, “Safe on Second”; Anson C. Burwell then attempted to tell us about “My First Kiss” and then expected us to believe him. Then followed Stan Porter, who spieled on his favorite subject of “Athletics.” Clif Clough attempted to give us information on that difficult subject, “The Future.” The regular speeches were completed when Harry Lindsay solved the question “Who’ll I Be With To-night?” After the chosen elect had spouted all that they dared, toastmaster Win Reed took it upon himself and much to the sorrow of some to call on others to add to the general fund of stories from their own choice collections. The party broke up in time for those with empty purses to catch the last train for Worcester while some of the more fortunate beat it to places unknown for the night. 142 A Lifetime with Ding or Four Flours in Machine Design NTO the machine design room strides Prof. A. L. Smith, affectionately known as Ding, who gazes benevolently over his spectacles at the empty seats, then takes out his chronometer. Lo, ’t is 8.04921 by the clock! Out comes the little red book and he begins to call the roll. By the time he has gone halfway down the line, Jake Mueller, Rice, Wightman and a few more of the grinds get in the door in time to pipe the morning salutation. The men keep coming in, however, with commendable regularity (as Coombs would have it), when suddenly at 8.16, with a tremendous burst of speed, in comes Jimmie Armour. He had started eating breakfast at 8.13 so just couldn’t possibly get in earlier. At 8.34, Chouse, fortified by a young trunk and a reminiscent smile, comes in from Leominster. Ding looks over the class to see whose design he shall annihilate. Then he seats himself at Sloe’s desk. “What are you going to do after you get through school?” says he, after a brief look at the drawing. “Guess I ’ll teach,” says G. Sloe, who has n’t the vaguest idea of doing so. “Teachers must have a call to their work,” quoths Ding. “Perhaps some teachers mistake a dare for a call,” ventures Sloe. “You change this and this,” says Ding, indicating one half and then the other half of the drawing, and let me see it.” He rises and ambles into his office. Instantly O. Stanley wafts a 3 lb. casting at his namesake Pete who dodges in time to receive a 2 ft. pattern hurled by Bud Smith. “Ach now,” says Pete. Steps are heard along the hall. All hard at work again; but’t is only Jack Power who by an herculean effort has managed to arrive at 9.55. Jack used to get in at 10.17, but found that he was then losing his ten o’clock recess so he began doing better. This accounts for all the men but “genial Ed,” who, according to his custom, finds he ’ll be unable to show up at all that morning. 143 “You may take your recess now,” says A. L. appearing from the office, watch in hand. There ’s a rush for the door. Five, fifteen or thirty-five minutes later the men wander back to work. Down in the Y. M. C. A. room Riggs is discovered playing pool; Bill Wulf is reading a magazine, while Bishop plays lilting little melodies on the piano to the chorus of “That’s bully!” by Brock. Back in the design room Ding and Winnie Jones are deep in a discussion of engineering practice. B. Chape finds he is unable to see his drawing through the alfalfa, so he floats home for a shave. In one corner of the room Ike Angell is enthusiastically describing the charms of the girls of Dana Hall to an appreciative audience composed of Jeff Varney. Suddenly Ike Brown, in view of the Boynton Hall clock, begins to put away his things. As if by intuition the men come back to their desks of toil. Dings takes out his little red book. “Angell-Armour- Ball-Bishop-Brock—” etc., ad infinitum, quoth they one and all. “Class is dismissed,” says Professor Alton Lincoln Smith, and four hours more of strenuous work has been completed by the care-worn Mechanics. PHelps rIggs JON blancHard BALL MADE FROM SHARKS -—- 4 144 ---- cf An Electric Laboratory Report (As it should have been submitted) BJECT—To find out who is boss. APPARATUS MISUSED—2-phase in¬ duction generator, a variable speed motor, 1 millivoltmeter for generator voltage, 2 fire¬ proof circuit breakers, 1 indestructible watt¬ meter. METHOD and OBSERVATIONS—An accurate account of the way the experiment should be conducted will be found in any good laboratory text book. This is how the data were actually worked up. Enter Joe, pencil over one ear and his feet hurrying fast to keep his shoulders which are two feet ahead o f his centre of gravity, from top¬ pling over. He rushes up to the list of experiments. “April—April, 18th, here it is—Experiment—er—83. Induction generator. Who the deuce is with me? (Runs finger along list to 83 and back to name.) Look who I’m with! Well I suppose I ’ll have to do it.” Joe goes to office to get his instruments and starts making up his connections. At about 1.40 in rushes Eddie, hanging to his traveling library with both hands, and his hair all ends to the winds. Dashing up to the instrument table, he heaps said library all over said table. Eddie: “What experiment do we have to-day?” Joe: “I don’t know.’ Eddie: “What are you doing?” Joe (Short and to the point): “Induction generator.” Eddie: “Do we run it on D. C?” No answer. Eddie: “How many ohms will it carry?” Joe: “Ask Prof K—.” Eddie: “What do we need?” Joe: “Nothing.” Eddie: “Got enough?” Joe: “Ugh.” Joe proceeds to chase Eddie around putting in connections. Affairs run smoothly until Joe tries to run the two-phase generator on single-phase power. After about two hours of unsuccessful attempt -- 145 10 Brother Joe begins to get peeved. After having tried to mix up the two phases he finally gets the machines running. It is decided that Eddie shall read the meters and Joe take the data. Eddie closes a switch on the dynamometer board. “Bing” goes a circuit breaker and out goes the switch. Joe goes over and closes the breaker, Eddie slams in another switch. “Bing” goes the other breaker. Joe very carefully (?) and calmly (?) resets breaker. In goes the other switch. Eddie: “Ah, I guess that is the one. It didn ' t blow the circuit breaker anyway.” Joe: “Well give me the readings.” Eddie: “Amps. 2.1; Volts, 2260; Watts, 0.381.” After about six readings of this kind Eddie pipes up: “Oh dear, Eve been reading the wrong scale on the wattmeter.”? t?!?z ftt Joe: “Blankety Blank-blank— Where are your brains anyway? Here, take this board. Get out of there and lemme take those readings.” Then Joe blows breakers, gently murmuring lullabys in the mean¬ time. “How many readings have you got there?” Eddie: “Five.” Joe: “I gave you three, let me see that board.” 146 4 -cf Eddie: “No I won’t.” “Give me the board, I say.” “I ain’t agointer.” Joe: “Give me that board. What are you, a kid?” “No I ain’t. I am a student.” Joe: “Then go home and study.” The CONCLUSIONS come when Eddie with a very fond em¬ brace gathers up before-mentioned circulating library and with a stately tread makes his exit homeward, leaving Joe to rave at the al¬ ready overloaded generator. From this instructive little experiment a large moral is to be induced. “If you want a thing done well, do it yourself.” 147 149 150 4 Extracts from a Diary or The Way We Did It EPT. 13, 1909.—To-day I died, for I reached Worcester after a month’s travel on the B. A. from Fitchburg. A fellow from the Y. M. C. A. met me at the station and told me how to get to Tech-Hill of Torment, he called it. Looked around for a bin to sleep in; said “Yes’m” to the landlady twice and choked both times so I cut it out. Went down to a lunchroom on Mechanic St. to get something to eat. Sept. 15, 1909.—Mind cleared this morning; lots of posters up, but I didn’t look at ’em so they did n’t know 1 was a Freshman. The President spoke to us and told us we did n’t know anything and he realized it. After he spent half an hour in telling us this, he spent another half in sympathizing with us; he don’t care a darn what he spends. Then a pompous individual passed out slips that we had to sign. Bunch of fellows came in and made us sign some more slips to subscribe to something or other. Bought a new fall cap to-day,— red button on it. Sept. 16, 1909. — Started recitations to-day; would n’t let me recite Algebra in the Foundry although several of us tried. Had to submit to the plan the teachers had chosen. Nice old gentleman talked to us as if he were our father; he told us to let cigarettes alone because he did n’t. Letter from Mother with a check for $10. Wish my trunk would come,—1 want some of Ma’s cookies and a clean shirt. Sept. 19, 1909.—Went to church to-day. A dog-fight started out¬ side so I had to leave early. Sept. 21, 1909.—Pompous feller is Prof. Coombs, head of English dept. He lectured to us to-day and told us a lot of guff about some i - BEWARE!! FRESHMEN 1. Too most always wear the Regulation Cap. 2. Don ' t smoke on Tech Hill. 3. Turn down your trousers. 4. Don’t wear Prep, school letters or numerals. 5. Uncover to all professors. 6. Keep off the Electrical Lab. steps. 7. Wear no corduroy trousers. And you puilkaiaoM, insig aificant, unheard-of children of 1913, remember to honor, respect and obey your superior , the great and glorious class of 1912 151 dead ones,—Aryans— he called ’em. Told us the difference between monthlies and weeklies and that they must be ’round on time. At the end of the hour a feller came in an’ told us we had to elect some officers, so we chose Charles Price, President, and Stanley Hunt, Vice-president. A fellow in my division named William Reid was elected Treasurer and a friend of his, William Peters, Secretary. Got an invitation to a Y. M. C. A. Freshman Reception. Got a locker to-day in the base¬ ment. Couple of booths down there with chains in ’em—shower baths for athletes. Sept. 22, 1909.—Went to Y. M. C. A. reception. When I came out a bunch of fellows were waiting for the Freshmen. One of ’em told me to turn my pants down and I told him to “go to the devil,” but I had to go myself. They took me over in the park and threw me in the pond. So darn thick with mud that I nearly broke my arm. Sept. 23, 1909.—Started training last night for the cross-country runs. My ice wagon did n’t go fast enough so I did n’t finish with the leaders. The two best men were both squareheads; Sophomore said they were called squareheads because their hair had square roots. Snow, Porter, Hedstrom and Vance were our stars. Sept. 24, 1909.—The Faculty ladies are going to give us a Recep¬ tion in the Library to-night. Went, saw and was conquered, for after having a dandy time I came out and met a bunch of Sophs. One of ’em was the gink I told to go to the deuce, so they took me over to the mudhole again; I pulled one in with me and they were mad. Ate a cheese sandwich; don’t feel very well. Sept. 25, 1909.—Recovered cheese sandwich; feel better. Oct. 21, 1909.—No class rushes anymore, so to-morrow we have a rope-pull with Sophs. I got to pull; hope I get even with the fresh bunch that threw me in. Oct. 22, 1909.—We pulled the Sophs through the mud in 13 minutes, which happens to be our class numerals. Seeing we beat the Sophs in the cross-countries, 369 to 200, and won the rope-pull, I discarded my new Fall cap. Oct. 24, 1909.—Got my marks for the first time. Oct. 25, 1909.—Played the Sophs at football to-day; showed our good breeding by handing them the game, 20-0. At night the whole school went to Tech night at Mr. Poli’s. Wouldn’t let us tear the place down, so did n’t have much fun. Oct. 27, 1909.—I forgot to go to school to-day; went to moving pictures and got acquainted with a swell girl. Bought some collars. Oct. 28, 1909.—Can’t find my diary anywhere. Oct. 35, 1909.—Found my diary to-day. 152 Nov. 2, 1909.—Only 504 hours to Thanksgiving vacation. Nov. 5, 1909.—Walked to station three different ways; takes longest by Mechanic St. Nov. 10, 1909.—It ’s getting too cold for the parks and I 7 m look¬ ing for a girl with a home now. Nov. 13, 1909.—Got my allowance to-day and went to movies. Broke again. Nov. 15, 1909.—Only 12,960 minutes to vacation. Gee, I wish I had some money! Senior sold me the radiator to-day for $5.00 and it took all my money. We ’ve got the dandiest football team you ever saw. They all came down to a mass meeting this afternoon. All of them said we would win to-morrow when we play Holy Cross. Gee! I hope we do! Nov. 22, 1909.—Hurrah! We trimmed Holy Cross 0-0. Then we paraded home and stopped the cars and everything. After supper we put on our pajamas and walked right up Main Street in them with torches and tin pails and horns and big drums and it was almost ten o’clock when I got home. Nov. 23, 1909.—I packed my 3 suitcases of dirty clothes to-day and went home for Thanksgiving Day. Mamma met me at the station and said “My! how my boy has grown.” Nov. 26, 1909.—Ma caught me smoking cigarettes to-day, but Pa says “Hel-ma, cigarettes won’t hurt him!” Nov. 27, 1909.—Started back to-day. ■ 153 Nov. 28, 1909.—Wish Christmas Vacation would hurry up. Dec. 5, 1909.—Cut my finger in the shop to-day and Chick said, “Damn foolishness! I never had an accident here yet. Hope you’ll know better next time. If you don’t we’ll make a Chemist of you.” Dec. 15, 1909.—Got my marks—the first ones I dare talk about. Only two E’s. Dec. 22, 1909.—Going home to-night. Hurrah! Jan. 3, 1910.—Began studying for mid-year exams. Ordered a case for Chick, so I guess I’ll get by pattern-making; wish Bagley, our algebra teacher could be bribed that way. Jan. 13, 1910.—Exams began to-daj . Funny, but I did n’t know what a lot of the questions meant. Jan. 20, 1910.—Exams are over. Went down to Jerry’s with some of the boys for supper. I did n’t know what kind of a place it was or of course I would n’t have gone. Jan. 26, 1910.—Got my marks; pretty good too, for I got 5 D’s and a C. Chick gave me the C. Had to write home for money for the second assessment of athletic dues. Feb. 1, 1910.—Class election to-day. Guess the men were all hungry, for they elected the same men over again. Four of our men were canned at midyears. Feb. 8, 1910.—Had a Freshman Banquet to-night. Those athletic dues I wrote for came in just right. Professors Kinnicutt and Coombs were our guests. Charlie Price was toastmaster. Smoked a cigar, and all the fellows laughed at me because I forgot to bite the end off. Feb. 22, 1910.—Snowed, so I went to movies. Met a new girl. Feb. 23, 1910.—This is the day after Washington’s birthday, which was a holiday. Feb. 25, 1910.—Had a talk with Prexy to-day; Gee, but he don’t know the value of a smile or making a fellow feel good. Mr. Red Mac is giving us a course in graphical representation in three dimen¬ sions. He told me my work so far had been mostly misrepresentation. Mar. 7, 1910.—Went to annual Tech Banquet to-night, Spike French was Toastmaster; Gee, the fellows don’t seem to be afraid of him a bit, for they sang a song about putting him in a pit without a bottom. Mar. 13, 1910.—More marks. Got an F. in descrip. Guess I ’ll buy a book in it now, and aboard, and study. Mar. 17, 1910.—St. Patrick’s Day. School just the same. Every¬ thing seems dead as if waiting for spring. Mar. 23, 1910.—Spring is certainly coming. I can’t seem to stay in nights. 154 V April 1, 1910.—This day the class has dedicated to Vance and Vibbert. Honest, I think I’m in love. April 6, 1910.—The baseball team and track team got out to-day and hopped around in the mud. Guess I’ll try for one of them. April 10, 1910.—Prof Kinnicutt addressed us and told us how grand it was to be a chemist. Guess I’ll be one. April 12, 1910.—Prof Smith told us about the Electrics, and I’m going to be an electric. April 17, 1910.—Prof French spoke to us about his course and I’ve changed my mind. I’m going to be a Civil. We won the inter¬ class meet the other day; we’ve got some dandy athletes. April 19, 1910.—Prof Bird told us about the Mechanics, and now I don’t know what I will be. April 27, 1910.—Spring is here! I heard a ‘bird’ whistling in the Mechanics Building to-day, a sign that all the diplomas will not be needed. May 1, 1910.—Worcester voted “Yes.” Threw the “Peruna” bottles out of my trunk. May 2, 1910.—Goodness! I wish 1 had my “Peruna” back; I had that down pat, and knew when to stop. May 15, 1910.—Finals are only a week away, so I tip my cap to all Professors. Want to know as much as Mr. Phelon, so I’m going to be an Electric. May 28, 1910.—Finals are over.—Wonder if I am. Said goodbye to Liz and Lena—alas!—perhaps forever. Must get the mail early to-morrow, then beat it home and get Pa’s before he does. Don’t matter much though, because he thinks E is excellent and F is fine. I - 155 156 May 29, 1910.—Darn! Pa had his mail, and the office boy at school put in a slip telling what they meant. One F—in descrip. May 31, 191 0.—Summer practice begins. It is just like being a real engineer. Going to White City to-morrow night. June 9, 1910.—Fooled Pa Fairfield last night; while down street I met him in Easton’s and while he was talking to me, 1 slipped him a piece of waste. He wiped his hands on it and put it in his vest pocket. June 21, 1910.—Vacation! Am going to be nursemaid to some cattle on a cow boat; no time for a diary. EPT. 14, 1910.—Class met for registration to¬ day. Most of the men are back but we have lost a few. Sept. 16.—Elected our class officers to-day; Pres., Lindsay; Vice-pres., Crouch; Secretary, Craig; and Treasurer, Porter. Sept. 28.—Cross-country runs are claim¬ ing our attention again. Porter is to captain our men. Franzen raved about the Tennis Tournament. The Rope-Pull is another thing we’ve got to take care of; we must beat the Freshmen or all these posters we put up about their insignificance won’t count for much. Studying hard. Sale of Freshman Caps brought in some money. Guess I did n’t tell about the scrap we had; the Freshmen disobeyed our rules and started to have their picture taken early one morning on the E. E. steps; but some of our men got wind of it and went up there. They picked a lock and got into the building and got out the fire-hose and when the Freshmen were nicely seated they proceeded to wash off the steps. The Freshies showed fight and got inside and pretty soon another hose was going and the lights were breaking and the pictures were coming down off the walls and things were beginning to look like a lake. Anyway, Prexy is pretty sore about it and told the Freshmen not to pay any of the bill. Oct. 17.—Although we had voted to pay half the damage Prexy came round to us to-day and wanted us to pay all of it. He raved a lot about mobs, most of which I guess came from Emerson; but he heaved some bull about a mob in Paris or some foreign place that would have made Baron Munchausen blush. Wohlbriich, the photog¬ rapher, sent in a bill for $11.00; said we busted his camera. We canned that by passing it on to Freshies. Oct. 21.—Class is sore about the bill; they reconsidered the 157 matter and then would n’t even vote to pay half. Voted to send a letter to Faculty stating our ideas on subject. Making plans for Class Football team. N 0 v. 6.—I hope I have more time next half to enjoy myself. 1 have n’t hardly been out a night since school started. M aybe I 11 get a scholarship and then I ’ll have more money. Dec. 19.—The Class voted to give Mr. Hurley a Christmas dinner. I’m going to cut a few days and go home to-morrow. Jan. 3, 1911.—Just got back to-day, although it’s a day late. My girl still loves me—I mean the one at Fitchburg. Yesterday we obtained an itemized bill for the damages at E. E. lab. Jan. 12, 1911.—More exams, damn ’em. Jan. 20, 1911.—All over but the cheering; think I got screwed in one exam. Two days off; I’m going to enjoy myself this half. Jan. 22.—Began the half year by cutting an afternoon and going to movies. Her name was Mabel. Feb. 2, 1911.—Our Class has lost one of its best friends; Prof. Kinnicutt has died. He was one of the leading Sanitary Engineers of the country and the loss is not only that to the Institute, but to the world. Class officers elected: President, Lindsay; Vice-president, Porter; Secretary, Franzen; Treasurer, Chase. Feb. 3, 1911.—Took a job to-day tending furnace; it means five o’clock every morning, but it costs money to go to the Iranklin. Feb. 5, 1911.—Went on an inspection trip with Pa Fairfield; he was explaining how a machine worked and a guy came up and told him he was all wrong and Pa showed him a big blue pin on his vest and said, “We are a member of the American Society.” 158 Feb. 6.—Adams told another story in German to-day about what he did when he was a boy. Every one likes to go to German. Feb. 9.—Went to Ma Day’s to-night for the first time; fifty cents admission, ten cents to get hat checked, fifteen cents for programme and fifteen for refreshments. She must keep her money in barrels. Feb. 12.—Roomy and I went to church to-day; we each got a dime out of the contribution box so we got some cigarettes. Feb. 18, 1911.—Roomy and I went skating at Green Hill Park to¬ night. Couple of Swede girls got us. My girl’s name was Hilda and she said she had a “dandy position manu¬ facturing envelopes.” Feb. 21.—Another batch of marks; one more collection like this and the sigma sighs loose all hold on me. Feb. 22.—George Washington’s Birthday; George, you are certainty a friend of mine. Any man that will close the doors of our mental work¬ shop on a day like this is certainty all to the mustard. Feb. 25.—Went down to Wor¬ cester Theatre to-night. The Tech Box was crowded; a girl came out and about all she had on was a smile and they hissed her off the stage—not. Feb. 26.—My neck is stiff to-day leaning out of the box last night. Mar. 6.—They spoke about the Tech Banquet to-day in Class Meeting; guess I’ll go and see how the Profs act in company. Mar. 8.—Entered the Y. M. C. A. tiddley-wink tournament; that puts me on a vegetable diet. We weigh in at 133 lbs. Mr. Shedd is to be in attendance during the whole festival to control the crowd in the gallery. The prize is a pair of knitting needles. Mar. 10.—I won the tournament; 1 managed to get into the finals because only two men entered and I won because the other fellow dropped out. Mar. 13 .—Tech News asking for more support from our class; too many men reading the other fellow’s paper. It’s the limit. If the editor would write one copy and leave it around, no one would ever ask if he could buy a copy for himself. 159 Mar. 16.—Just got home from the banquet; The Profs are fine outside. Prof Haynes was toastmaster and he had a lot of jokes up his sleeve and every time he felt for his teeth, we knew he was going to spring another one. Mar. 22.—Visited Sharrot’s to-day with Reggie Rockwell to watch them bowl; Reggie says he goes in to watch them bowl a lot and seemed quite e nthusiastic over the game. Mar. 29.—Sat up till midnight boning for an exam. April 1.—Fooled my landlady to-day. Told her I would pay last month’s rent and she fell for it. April 8.—Spring is coming; the leaves and the girls are beginning to appear over in the Park. April 10.—Attended the Mech. Eng. Soc. meeting and after the lecture I introduced myself to the speaker. He was pleased to meet me. April 15.—Track meet came off to-day; our class won and I made fifth in the mile run. April 19—Another Holiday so I ran a private inspection trip and tried out the White City dance-hall floor. Seemed to be in first-class condition. April 27—Committee composed of Bill Reid, Crouch, Lindsay and Chase were selected to make arrangements for the Half Way Through Banquet. May 1.—We had a Class meeting to-day to discuss the bill that we got for turning the E. E. Building into an aquarium. Some of the guys wanted to pay our half now while the class was large and not wait until graduation when there would only be a dozen left. Tabled the question. May 4—Our class has met with a great sorrow; Warren, one of our classmates died after a short sickness of typhoid fever. May 7.—Went to Church and Sunday School, too. You see they’ve just built some tennis courts and two Sundays entitles one to make use of them. So I’m going to try hard and go two Sundays. May 13.—Just got a letter offering me a job hopping bells this summer. Guess I ’ll take it but probably Pa will say I better come home and help get in the crops. May 22.—Exams have commenced again. We had a deuce of an exam to-day. May 23.—We had a deuce of an exam to-day. May 24.—We had a hell of an exam to-day. May 25.—We had a devil of an exam to-day. May 26.—Ye gods! what an exam to-day. 160 V May 29.—AVe had a deuce of an exam to-day. You see I did n’t get out of any and am wondering if I got by any. May 30.—Blew myself to a quarter’s worth of real food to-day at Mott’s. Roll my own cigarettes now,—I found these tailor-made smokes expensive. Saw the parade. Summer practice began yester¬ day at seven o’clock, and Pa Fairfield said, “We want all the men to be in here promptly.” June 5. —Nearly the whole division was down to the White City to-night. I only got stung twice. June 8.—Commencement to-day so we don’t have to work. Think of the lucky cusses that are getting through to-day. June 17.—Summer practice over to-day. Going to lock this diary up for the summer instead of taking it home. CPT. 20, 1911.—School opened to-day. Seemed mighty good to meet the fellows again. Sept. 25, 1911.—Class meeting and we elected Tierney President and Stan Porter Vice- president ; Ans Burwell is our Secretary and Frank Schopfer has the Treasurer’s pleasant position. Oct. 2.—Professor Handcock is dead and again a shadow is thrown over the school. Oct. 30.—We lost the cross-countries to the Freshmen. B. A. balled me all up yesterday in class. The Aftermath editors have been elected and I’m one of ’em. I’ve been hoping I would n’t be elected because they say those poor fel¬ lows have to work like the devil. But I was just the same. Nov. 7.—A r ent to Boston to see a friend. Nov. 13. ' —Changed my room to-day at the request of the land¬ lady—to another house. Nov. 18.—Holy Cross trimmed us to-day. AVe all marched down to the field but most of us sneaked home by the way of Shrewsbury. Nov. 24.—Thanksgiving is coming and I can hear the call of the wild gobble! gobble! gobble! Nov. 28.—Bought a new suit to wear home. Got it at Gold¬ stein’s,—dollar down and a dollar a week. Dec. 3.—Roomy and I invested in a set of boxing gloves. Dec. 5.—Roomy and I have given our boxing gloves away. Dec. 24.—Suitcase all packed and ready for home. Thought I would study during vacation but could n’t find room for my books. i 4 161 11 162 ■f Jan. 2, 1912.—Saw the new year come in last night and was late to school this morning. Exams are approaching and I’m studying ahead for them. Jan. 17, 1912.—Exams begin to-day. For the first time I got out of an exam. Omit my thoughts because they are profane, for the one I got out of everybody else did too. Jan. 26, 1912.—Exams are over and two days off; guess I ’ll go down street, buy a real feed and go to the theatre. Jan. 29, 1912.—Second half year begins and don’t know whether I shall keep a diary any more or not. My schedule is so blamed full that I think that I will be kept busy. However, I will occasionally stick in a few lines. Feb. 13.—We elected our class officers a few days ago, Clough, Carpenter, Rockwell and Howard were chosen. March 15, 1912.—Had another Tech Banquet a couple of nights ago. I enjoy them more each time I attend one; to get away from school and meet the Profs as mere men—and good ones—is quite an enjoyable experience. April 9.—To-day some Seniors came in and pledged some of our men to The Skull, a new student honor society. April 12.—We made arrangements to-day to petition the Faculty for a holiday the Saturday following Patriot’s Day. April 30.—Last Saturday they held Class Games at the oval but I could n’t go as I had a report to write. May 17.—Professor Conant addressed us to-day and urged us to take vigorous steps to perpetuate the Tech News. It fell into such deep debt that just after mid-years it stopped publication. We have certainly missed it. We appointed a committee to look into the matter. June 6.—The final exams are over and I feel confident that I passed them all, some well, others by a closer margin. To-morrow I am going home. One more year! Lock my diary up to-night. EPT. 16, 1912.—I returned to the Heart of the Commonwealth to-day to assume the work of Senior year, older and wiser than I was, more competent I believe and with a clearer vision of the serious side of life. A more profound appreciation of the efforts of my parents to give me an education point to a maturity of mind that pleases my parents no less than myself. Studied hard for the make-up to-morrow. 163 if ' 164 V Sept. 17, 1912.—Took the make-up exam to-day and feel confi¬ dent that I succeeded admirably. The training of four years has not been lost; puzzling questions were solved calmly and logically and the nervous haste resulting in inaccuracy of the first two years were entirely absent to-day. The evening was devoted to writing an article for the second issue of Tech News which 1 am glad to say has been put up on it’s feet by money obtained from one of our successful activities. With my able classmates in charge of it, 1 can see nought but a banner year before it. Bullard and Truscott are both capable and original; Pease and Chick have had business training, and Snow is a hustler. I believe that this year will see the News firmly established and made a constituent part of Tech life. Sept. 18, 1912.—At 2.30 we met Professor Conant who welcomed us to the last year of our struggle; registration was quickly over and we were sent out to gather together in knots. I was deeply impressed by the strong faces of my comrades and the hearty feeling which seemed to exist between them. College friendships seem to me to be one of the greatest items which should be included in a college man’s profit column. Sept. 19, 1912.—Works commenced precisely at the hour stated in the hour plan. No delays or set-backs were encountered. The Institute is evidently running on a smooth business basis. Sept. 29, 1912.—Time passes with an inexpressible rapidity. Long hours of intense concentration on the work of the course make time a mere item of existence, which is heeded only where it interferes with the work. Oct. 14, 1912.—We held the first class meeting of the year to¬ day. Pres. Clough called the meeting to order and we proceeded directly to election with the result that Clough was re-elected with A. L. Brown as Vice-president; Porter was chosen Secretary and Burleigh Treasurer. Clough is still our idol and deserves his popularity; in the choice of Vice-president I believe the class exhibited an acumen which is unusual in class meetings, for it would have been absolutely impossible to have chosen a more likable fellow than Brown. Contact with him is an absolute boon to his classmates. Porter’s popularity is continuous; hardly a term which has not included him among the officers. Faithful service in each capacity has won our confidence. To the difficult position of Treasurer we elected a man whose business ability was ex¬ hibited in the capable management of last year’s Tech Show and I feel that his duties will be performed to the full extent of his excellent powers. 165 166 Nov. 3, 1912.—It is astonishing how time passes! The cross- countries have passed long since, furnishing their momentary excite¬ ment of close finishes, football is still in vogue and several of our men are in the game. Clough, unfortunately, has been excluded. Howard is a whole team in himself. Nov. 5, 1912.—Cast my first vote for a President to-day. We petitioned for a holiday but failed to arouse the patriotism of the Faculty; we simplified matters by simply taking French leave. Nov. 26, 1912.—The old question of athletic dues was brought up to-day. Armour urged the men to provide the wherewithal to carry on the sports. It would seem that with a finished field waiting at the very doorway of the Institute that the men would respond. The subject of a class gift was broached and after discussion, a committee was appointed to take charge of this matter. The buffet lunch of the Alumni Association Dec. 12, was brought to our attention and we voted unanimously to attend. We hope that the attendance will be unanimous. Aftermath dues were spoken of and regular Class meet¬ ings established which seems to me would have been desirable through¬ out our course. In this way the men remaining form a greater percent¬ age of the total number as becomes one more of the individual duties. Dec. 1, 1913.—Thanksgiving gave me an opportunity to meet my folks once more and these occasional meetings are becoming precious, for who can tell where I shall be a year from now? The subject of dues and class gift is treated diligently at every meeting of the class. Strange suggestions as to a gift have been made, but it is very probable that the will of the majority will discard foolish suggestions. Dec. 10, 1912.—I was correct; the class gift, although not decided upon, has assumed a saner appearance. Dec. 12, 1912.—We attended the Alumni reception to-night. It was amusing to hear the stories of Tech’s infancy. Traditions of Tech hitherto unknown to us were laid bare. Jan. 14, 1913.—Christmas vacation was indeed a needed respite from the concentrated labors of the last half year. I passed an en¬ joyable week with my folks and returned to work with fairer visions of my diploma than have at certain times clouded my horizon. Jan. 29, 1913.—Class photographs are of absorbing interest at present. It seems odd that the suspicions of mankind should control one’s action to such an extent that the best offer must—in safety—be turned down. A nominations committee was appointed to-day to receive the names of candidates for class office who are to be permanent. My entries are so occasional now, that I almost neglected to mention - 167 168 169 that my mid-year examinations were passed without any difficulty. Feb. 12, 1913.—Elections were held to-day with the result that Dave Howard became our permanent President; a man upon whom we may well depend. A. L. Brown was again elected to the Vice¬ presidency. An entirely new man appeared for the position of Secre¬ tary. R. H. Truscott, one of the Chemists, and a man to whom the Tech News is indebted for a great deal of earnest work, was sweep- ingly elected. The Treasurer we picked from among the Civils, taking Art Schofield to ourselves as the keeper of our finances. These men represent three of the courses on the Hill, so that a fairly uniform representation is assured. And as long as Genial Ed is listed with the Mechanics, we may rest assured that if they have anything to say it will be said. Feb. 19, 1913.—The Tech Show is under way and we have our representatives in this activity. A Class Day Committee has been elected under the able leadership of Burwell and we see no reason now to worry over that matter. The approaching Tech Banquet brings our minds again to the Future uses of our gym or Dining Hall for the attendance this year is unfortunately limited to about half the regis¬ tration. This function should involve every man on the Hill and it is a regrettable fact that enthusiasm in it is falling annually, the limit necessary being a discouraging feature. A Tech Night at Poli’s is under way. Feb. 26, 1913.—Tech night has passed amidst jollification and the Tech Banquet became a memorable event as we were addressed by the President-elect of the Institute, Prof. Ira N. Hollis of Harvard Engineering School. May 25, 1913.—Again Time has eluded me and I stand upon the threshold of graduation. The Tech Show was a tremendous success and here we must congratulate T3 on her actors. Tierney in the leading man’s part was excellent, and Truscott as the grind was a constant scource of amusement. Bishop has doffed his female attire and is a mere human, again, after the Tech Show’s work. The birth of a new Alma Mater song was not the least pleasing feature of the Show. The Aftermath Committee is resting after the late hours pre¬ ceding the completion of the book,—the baseball men are exercising under the leadership of Franzen. The class has taken hold of plans for a Tech Senate and under the management of Russell, a constitu¬ tion has taken form. It is now up to the next year’s men to make a success of the organization. The men for class day have been chosen; Don Russell is to be our Orator, and after hearing his resonant voice 171 in class meeting and knowing him as we do, we feel that the oration is in good hands. For Prophet, none other than Rockwell was chosen: the man in whom the gods of mirth have centered their efforts and combined the most original of the attributes which their magic box dispenses. And again we pay honor to A. L. Brown in his election to the Historian’s position. And thus we have performed. The four years’ struggle to keep our heads, aye, our shoulders above the tide of marks that oft were cracking in monstrous billows about our heads, draws to a close. Separation from friends, who are the growth of four years’ companionship stares us in the face. But like preceding classes we go out into the world, better for the friend¬ ships, wiser from our studies, hoping to bring to Tech in the Future some word of praise for the efficiency of her curriculum. 173 V 174 Civil Mechanic Struggle ' FTER much deliberation by both sides as to “who was who,” Piggy’s Grease Chasers and Pa’s Stress Searchers began training for the blood-encounter at the Oval. The Mechanics took up training quarters at Mother Day’s; the Civils, being deprived of this place, grappled onto Jerry’s with gusto. Under the strain of this trainer, “Push” became thin enough to jump through a doughnut, while both Scho¬ field and Bishop put on enough so that they could weigh in at the minimum weight allowed,—85.63 lbs. November 23 found the would-be assassins armed to the teeth and gathered at the Oval. After a great deal of discussion as to whether the quarters should last a quarter of a minute or a quarter of a year, eight minutes were finally decided on. Nett still swears they were a quarter of a century. First Round—Dahill’s Braves kicked off ' to Porter’s Hopes who ran the ball back a goodly hunk of the field before they encountered Mac, whose effective “masonry” caused a halt. B. A’s Pets than began to crowd the ball along by their effective Piston Play, which involved the use of many pairs of hands placed upon the seat of Bud’s trousers, each pair exerting a shove. Reddy’s Joys soon discovered that this play involved too many unknowns for them to solve easily, and using Art’s and Nett’s rears as abutments for an arch, the other members carried on some effective slide-rule work under its protection and by this means managed to solve the problem of Pa Fairfield’s Glooms’ star play. Result of Round I: No Dead, 22 Injured; Score, Nichts zu Nichts. Second Round—As the battered remains came from their corners at the beginning of this round, the crowds showed signs of anxiety for no death had occurred as yet. The Angle-turners had the ball, but lost it through miscalculation of a stress that was present. The Lathe Motormen sprung a new play, since known as the Genial Ed; with Ed as leading man and Jim as leading lady, things looked bad for the Transit Luggers until Badly got his feet tangled up in their effort, 175 stopping what looked like an approaching disaster. Result of Round II. No dead; 22 injured some more. Score, Rien a Rien. Round Three.—During intermission each Civil had been prom¬ ised a Self-reading Instrument by Steve, their second, if they would get the men he did n’t get in surveying. Nett therefore resolved to do something desperate, and the first time the ball became exposed for a moment he made a dive for it, but met with a very definite resistance which cooled his ardor considerably. Don got the ball and immediately decided that matters would be greatly simplified if the breadth of the field were considered the length; he therefore beat it for the side lines amid cursing and laughter. Result of Round Three: No dead; 7 legs and a neck missing. No score. Round Four—Play had barely started when Rice claimed some one was trying to make a woman out of him and he would n’t go on until they had returned his second rib to him. It was at last found behind Martin’s ear and play was resumed, the tapecoilers claiming a touch¬ down which Wulf wouldn’t allow because “the man took too many steps.” They then tried for a goal from the field but Baldy remem¬ bered a half finished butt that needed smoking and foozled the kick. Result of Round Four: Near Dead; Score, 0-0. OUR OPINION OF THE TfE CHAN C A L DEPT. BUT AS THIS BOOK 15 NOT PRINTED ON ASBESTOS PAPER WE COULD NOT Publish it ' — n — Party 2 - Civil s 176 Alma Mater D EAR Worcester Tech, our Poly tech, Our praises ring to Thee. To Alma Mater, good and true We pledge our loyalty. Long have we felt Thy guiding hand Thy teachings broad and free, With praises loud in every land, We ’ll show our love for Thee. Chorus Then here’s to Worcester Poly tech, Come, fellows, join in our refrain, Wave high the colors Crimson and Gray For good old Polytech. As years roll on and changes bring To all things great and small, We still will Thee in rev’rence hold We’ll greet Thee one and all, In accents which no one may doubt, In terms so strong and bold The world will know Thy worth to us Increases many fold. — Willard Hedlund 12 177 178 Fog Clearing Away 179 180 4 Old Boynton Hall Old Boynton Hall, this day we render Our tribute of honor and love to thee, Whose halls for four long years gone past Hath seen our days of woe,—of joy roll past; Hath known the goal for which we strove— Our hearts upheld by thoughts most tender Of thee, Old Hall, whose staunch, gray walls above The verdure garbed slopes of old Tech Hill Gleam in the ruddy sunset hues of waning day— Proclaiming to very Heavens’ turquoise vault Our beloved colors of Crimson and Gray. 181 Freshman Year First Half President , Charles B. Price Vice-president , Stanley F. Hunt Secretary, William C. Peters Treasurer, William S. Reid Second Half President, Charles B. Price Vice-president, Stanley F. Hunt Secretary, William Peters Treasurer, William S. Reid Sophomore Year President, Harry B. Lindsay Vice-president, Raymond C. Crouch Secretary, Samuel A. Craig Treasurer, O. Stanley Porter President, Harry B. Lindsay Vice-president, O. Stanley Porter Secretary, Eric T. Fran en Treasurer, Howard H. Chase Junior Year President, Edgar F. Tierney Vice-president, O. Stanley Porter Secretary, Frank H. Schopfer Treasurer , Anson C. Burwell President, Clifton C. Clough Vice-president, Frederic S. Carpenter Secretary, Reginald Rockwell Treasurer, David G Howard Senior Year President, Clifton C. Clough Vice-president, Albert L. Brown Secretary, O. Stanley Porter Treasurer , Arthur C. Burleigh President, David G. Howard Vice-president, Albert L. Brown Secretary, Ralph H. Truscott Treasurer. Arthur B. Schofield 182 David Goodale Howard Electric Born May 18, 1890, Townsend, Mass. Prep. Cushing Academy Class Treasurer, (3) 2 Class President (4) Football (2) (3) (4), Captain (4), After reading the birthplace of our worthy President some of you will undoubt¬ edly ask, “What’s in a name?” Others will be convinced that it is “Dave’s” fault and merely shows that he had no conception of the proper choice of a birthplace. He grew up among the Indians and barrel makers, attaining size and intellect in¬ versely proportioned to each other, but at Cushing the crooked and withered branches of his education were pruned away and the straight ones cared for and encouraged and finally he was presented to us. The humiliation of wearing a Freshman cap was spared him, for two together were insufficient to cover the extensive area of his cranium. Alone in a large city, “Dave” found his way with surprising ease to the Gate¬ way of Torment, and soon the carpetbag disappeared and in its place a suit case gleamed; stiff collars appeared around the erstwhile flannel surrounded neck and “Dave” improved greatly. In his Sophmore year he made the football team, and became, according to the newspapers, “Tech’s star tackle.” And in his senior year he captained the team. Here came his recognition for he was elected Permanent President of his class, a token of the esteem which his classmates feel towards him. And “Dave’s” tenacity on the football field cropped out in his studies, for after an attack of typhoid fever he returned and with dogged perseverance has made up the lost work and graduated with the rest of us. Every man in the class admi es the struggle which he has made during the last half and was glad to have him “win out.” Herbert Engles Adams Z 2 T Electric Born Provincetown, Mass., September 19, 1889 Prep. Provincetown High School Out from the midst of the shifting sands of Cape Cod came this bouncing bear cat. W e regret that at first he did not observe that brilliant beacon light of education,—our Alma Mater. Alas no! dear reader, he fell into clutches of the Brown bear and was carried away to Prov¬ idence but Herbert was an observing cuss and he soon became appalled at the 274,685 ft. lbs. of work necessary to elevate him from the gay white way of the city to his room on College hill each night. Such a vast amount of work per¬ formed only a few hours before break¬ fast was viewed by him as a total loss without insurance. By the aid of his slide-rule he figured that he could climb Boynton Hill with only an expenditure of 13,647 ft. lbs. of work and, moreover, do it in the day time. This clinched it for our hero and after painting Provi¬ dence with a farewell coat of brilliant red, he journeyed to Worcester. He made a decided hit with the E. E. Department, because he could always detect A. C. current by the noise of frying fish. Adams was not—as many have hastily con¬ cluded, owing to a slight similarity of spelling—the first man, yet Adam with his monopoly on the fair sex in the garden of Eden had nothing on—our Herbert. Harry James Angell Mechanic Born January 25, 1892, Southbridge, Mass. Prep. Southbridge High School For once Southbridge overdid itself when it turned out the only representa¬ tive of the heavenly host among us. Cupid at once proved himself to be one of the pluggers of the mechanics. Ike was always a retiring sort of a chap and for the first part of his course at Tech could be counted on to slip the other fellows the problems for the day. Of late years, however, he spends all his time writing to Boston. You can always bank on finding him around the mail box, when it is time for the postman. At the end of each week Harry packs his suit case, and it is a safe bet that he is either bound for the home of the eye¬ glasses or else for Dana Hall. During his last year on the Hill he elected to work with Big Jack at Chaffins. Here it was that he tried the new pipe-wrench tumble. As usual his most prominent feature connected with the floor first • and Cupid was forced to take a vacation to heal up the bruised member. Cupid is always glad to do a favor for you, whether it is to do your steam or to in¬ troduce you to a wren. 184 James Wallace Armour UE, “Skull” Mechanic Born September 28, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester English High School President M. E. Society Athletic director, (3), (4) Track team (2),(3),(4) Manager Football (4) Aftermath Board If you’ve got a good story to tell don’t forget to let Jim in on it, or he’ll feel bad. Jim is some boy, look at the work those offices stand for up there, good hard work with the reward that such functions usually bestow upon a man. But work has n’t made him a grouch nor a dignified chap like H. B. L., for he is the same good natured fellow that listened to Prexy in ’09. The lunch room has been one of his weak points, however. If no one would tempt Jimmy to go over and play cards, why then Jim would tempt someone else, until it became customary to find only the terrible Swede represe nting the rest of the crowd at the shop work, while the rest of the crowd followed the lunch room to the detriment of the paste¬ boards. We like to watch Jim down on the track after about a mile has been passed; nice red face over a gray jersey, spitting lustily at every other pebble on the track. About 1.5 miles brings forth ponderous breathing which blows the air away from in front of him so thor¬ oughly that he has to gasp for the next breath, waiting for the air to run in again. Randolph August Bacon Civil Born August 20, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School This is “Bake” who leads off the Civil bunch and so got called on more times than anybody else. Still, he had the added advantage of getting the first thing in the lesson. I guess he did n’t pull off some surprises in the line of un¬ posed and unknown snap-shots even of Prof and Reddy on the firing line. (They had to admit he caught them “unpre¬ pared.”) Who knows if “Bake” is a suffragist or not? We used to hear of frequent trips to Holden during the fall after camp, but lately he has succeeded in keeping things more hushed up. Wise boy, but believe us,—that kind is the most dangerous. “Bake” is a handy man with his pen, too, if you only knew it. He’s turned out some pretty good things, the fact that he uses local happenings making them all the more appreciated by the Civils. Probably no other man on the Hill has taken so many snap-shots of his course-mates in characteristic posi¬ tions as this particular imp and we cer¬ tainly will be interested a few years from now, to look back on the p ictures of school life. 185 V Charles Perry Ball, Jr. T B II, % S Mechanic Born August 15, 1890, Holyoke, Mass. Prep. Mitchell High, Woodbury, Conn. Cosmopolitan Club And here, gentlemen, is Mr. Charles P. Ball, Junior, counted by the Faculty as first man among the clever mechanics and that’s going some. You see, Charlie has that long, keen look which fairly radiates mental activity, so when the Faculty presume to consult him con¬ cerning one of the baffling problems of the mechanical profession, an expectant silence settles over the whole “gang.” Even the most unimaginative and stolid soul can, in his mind’s eye, see the intri¬ cate and complexly delicate mechanism under the lamdoidal suture of the afore¬ mentioned Chas. P., seething rapidly by and large toward the culmination of some idea which will hypothetically revo¬ lutionize the whole world. And then, in the intense silence which prevails, in a wee small voice, Charles gives vent to some ordinary thought. But Faculty and student alike are impressed. He has created an anticipatory atmosphere, so to speak, and it matters not what follows that first premonitory impression. In spite of his cleverness, Charlie is a good scout and no tightwad with his information. Full many a problem in steam has made a preliminary round of the class before being handed in to Prof. John Barnard OX, “Skull” Electric Born March 8, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Manager Baseball (3) Of course you couldn’t blame Jack for wanting to learn something, but just why he picked us out to mingle with we don’t know. All we do know is that he strolled up here from English High School some four years ago and proceeded to make himself right at home. It was a wise plan to send Jack to school in his home town; so that he could be watched more or less, and guided along that straight and narrow path. Even then he could only be made to do about so much work. Since coming up on the Hill, Jack has divided his time equally between Tech, Leominster and Boston, spending most of his winters at the latter place. His favorite amusement is wandering up to recitations about half an hour before they need him. He says that is the only way that he can make sure of a good seat. The only other reason that we can see for this is that he thinks the sooner that he gets there the sooner the thing will be over. Jack has one or two favorite studies but they aren’t listed on the Tech curriculum, so perhaps we’d better not mention them here. He is sometimes spoken of as light-headed, but that merely refers to the color of his hair, not to the density of his head. ■ 186 Joseph Beaudette ZtT Electric Born December 14, 1887, Berwick, Maine Prep. Somersworth High School Jo Beaudette was wished on us bv the “Pine Tree” state. Early in his career we find him favoring Berwick with his presence, but history shows that he a ttended high school in Somersworth, N. H. Thus, early in his life, he devel¬ oped the habit of gravitating towards communities of higher culture that eventually landed him in Worcester Tech. Early he was thrown on his own resources and entered power station engineering from the basement, but de¬ cided that four years with us would allow him to drop through the roof and land at the top. Upon coming to Tech, Joe at once applied for the position in the stock room which he has held down efficiently ever since, but paper costs fifteen cents a pad and not two for a quarter with Joe. His forte, however, is selling aluminum ware. During the last presidential cam¬ paign he was heard to remark, at the conclusion of a speech by one of the can¬ didates—“By Gosh, I reckon he could sell aluminum ware, eh?” There is one thing for which we are di vinely thankful, and that is that the fire¬ cracker placed under Joe’s coat-tail dur¬ ing “transmission” only sizzled. Other¬ wise he might not be with us to-day. Harold Walton Bishop Mechanic Born November 20, 1892, Lynn, Mass Prep. Moses Brown School, Providence, R. I. Tech Show, 4 Do you remember that dear, sweet, plump little blonde girlie in the Tech Show? Well, that’s Bishop. Just imag¬ ine him getting on the inside of a pair of 26 corsets. Does it seem possible? It must have been a very trying ordeal. But never mind, he made a mighty fine girl just the same. Although not really a Worcester pro¬ duct, his home has been on Tatnuck hill for several years. His prep school days were spent at Moses Brown School in Providence. While there, he acquired a good knowledge of football which showed to good effect in the wonderful and famous Senior Mechanics vs. Civil foot¬ ball game, in which he starred at centre for the all-but victorious Mechanics. He is some wizard at the piano. He can play any old thing from classic to rag and is always ready to favor us with a “chune.” He is also somewhat of an artist. Whenever you see any little pictures stuck around in the corners of the blackboards, it is safe to guess that Bishop has been there. But with all his accomplishments he has fallen like the rest of us, for he has a girl. Just say Memorial Hospital to him, and see him smile. 187 Roy Clarence Blanchard T B II Mechanic Born April 22, 1892, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School While making a very diligent and care¬ ful search through the records made by the Holy Cross seismograph, one dis¬ turbance, much more marked than many of the others, seems to have occurred on April 22, 1891. Upon searching further, this disturbance was found to be none other than Roy Clarence Blanchard making his debut in this mundane sphere. Roy was not long in showing a marked preference for things mechanical. At the early age of three months we find that he invented, patented, and put on the market a very comfortable soft collar and that he has been wearing one ever since; but, of course, R. Clarence (he much prefers to be called by his middle name) eschews his comfy negligee and dons a regular hard collar when he revels in the week-end wrestling matches at 311 Main Street. “Blanche’s” particular joy, however, is to climb into a suit of clean overalls and see in how short a time he can get them dirty. He can make pretty good time at it, and do a mighty complete job at the same time—to say nothing of the condition of his face at the end of the process. Drop into the machine shop sometime, gentle reader, and take a look for yourself. Clifford Cornelius Bradford Civil Born March 16, 1891, Fall River, Mass. Prep. B. M. C. Durfee High School The mere name “Push” explains why he came to Tech. As a Freshman, Brad was rather subdued, and with thoughts only for the little girl he had left behind. However, he retained his interest in family affairs, which was so well demonstrated by the painstaking care with which he typed that vol¬ ume of dainty cooking recipes for his “sister.” For the last two summers Brad has been studying life on the Sound as Commodore of the Norwich Block Island tug. This job has earned for him the title of “Push and Tug.” In spite of being born in Fall River and being President of the Fall River Club, Brad is a good sport and a good mixer. The one redeeming feature of his athletic career was his bowling. “Heap-much-steam” Bradford was chief of the Civil’s Champion Bowling Team. Brad developed into a “shark” in his Sophomore year, Calc being the fa¬ vored subject, and continued to be one until the second half of the Senior year, when the Bradford-Brouwers combina¬ tion failed. He has always been classed as one of the married men, and is only waiting for graduation, after which he will doubtless live up to his reputation. 188 Charles Dwight Briggs Electric Born May 28, 1892, North Brookfield, Mass. Prep. North Brookfield High School Briggs and Balzac were born on the same day, May 28, but Briggs is the only survivor. It is a matter o history that Balzac died of jealousy when Dwight told the story of-, but I won’t give him away, and besides, if you are a Tech man you must have heard the story, because Briggs’ yarns just naturally travel SOME One morning shortly after his gradua¬ tion from High School, he rose to his full height and beheld in the distance the inscription, “BOYNTON HALL, FREE INSTITUTE,” and from that moment his fate was sealed. Bidding a fond adieu to the other man in Brookfield, he turned his eyes towards the East. Upon reaching our fair city, he was informed that the longest bed obtainable measured but two yards. What to do with the other six and a quarter inches was a problem until it was finally solved by a mutual agree¬ ment between “C. D.” and the B. A A., whereby “C. D.” was conveyed from Brookfield to Worcester and “vice versa” in consideration of his promise not to tell the engineer stories that might take his mind from his engine. Since that time he has made the pilgrimage to and from Worcester daily. Clarence Arizona Brock % H Mechanic Born Aug. 4, 1891, Ouray, Col. Prep. Manchester High School Who’s that young man with his hirsute adornment arranged a la La Follette? That’s Clarence A. Brock, and to use one of his own expressions, “he’s one of the boys.” He is ranked as one of the first half-dozen Mechanics, and has attained this altitude through his resourcefulness and originality, which is almost eccentricity. Even his laugh, rippling in undulatory cadences, has the effect of temporarily bereaving Davy of his trend of thought. His confidential, “Yes, Sir!” “No, Sir!” can be heard throughout the design room in his col¬ loquial with Ding, and he has hence been earnestly solicited to either “hire a hall” or “write him a letter.” His thesis on smoke prevention has opened up a new source of animated conversa¬ tion on its slightest evidence. “Aha,” quothes he, peering through the haze of the M. E. building, caused by Charlie’s lighting a new cigar, “there’s a No. 2 smoke coming-out of .Prof. Allen’s office.” As a side issue, Clarence has made quite a study of phrenology. A medical student gave him a skull which Clarence con¬ fidently characterized as being that of some benevolent person interested in science, and which proved to be the skull of a thug hung for first-degree murder. 189 Peter William Brouwers T B n, t 3 Civil Born July 17, 1891, Holland Prep. Northbridge High School The meaning of the name Peter is “a rock of stone.” Now you can see why this blonde-headed Dutchman was so named and came to Tech to take the Civil course. Pete or the “Mayor of Whitinsville” has made his pilgrimage to and fro every day for four years, and still he is among us, which is another mystery which we pass up to the jinx in our class numerals for solution. You would suppose that the Providence Division of the railroad would sicken any one of daily excursions, but not so the Mayor! This may be the reason that Pete found “Railroads” so easy. Be that as it may, it was undoubtedly necessary for him to return and assume the arduous official duties of his office at the close of the day’s play at Tech. Why play? That Greek up there, if you are a Greek scholar, will explain why Tech has been but play to His Honor. And while the rest of us have been thrashing around in our individual knobs of ivory for the correct solution to our problems, the Mayor casually takes them in and has the results ready and correct while we still struggle amidst badly tangled thoughts. Albert Lewis Brown K5 A, “Skull”, % S Chemist Born Sept. 12, 1890, Brockton, Mass. Prep. Brockton High School Vice-President Class (4) 1, 2 When this whirling gob of mud paused in its careening long enough for Brownie to get on, Brockton was opposite, and thus his home town was decided on. The fact that it is in the New England League and that Brownie hails from there are perhaps the only reasons that we ever heard of it. True citizen as he is, Brownie wears shoes and advertises home industries, his feet being such as to make this easy. Some men are born to be respected, and that he is one of these is something Brockton has to be proud of even though Brownie can’t recipro¬ cate and feel proud of Brockton. We remember that we hadn’t been in school a month before the girls were asking who the “tall, dark fellow with handsome eyes” was, but in spite of this, Brownie says there is no “one.” Incidental to his good qualities, we note with interest that he is quite a student, Doctor Jennings’ course in memory- training—Organic—being the only sub¬ ject that ever fazed him any. But we warn you that some day you will be dis¬ appointed, for, picking up the morning paper, “Chemist Marries” will catch your eye, and then Brownie’s reputa¬ tion will crumble into dust. 190 Edmund Karl Brown AT, T B II, S3 Mechanic Born Oct. 3, 1891, Taunton, Mass. Prep. Taunton, Mass. Football (3) (4) Lo and behold one Edmund Karl Brown, a blond giant of some six feet by 218 pounds. Brownie spends his summers as engineer of a private yacht, and returns to our midst each fall to dis¬ cuss with Davy the oddities of various 4-cycle, 4-cylinder, twin tandem, quad¬ ruple expansion gas engines. Incident¬ ally, E. Karl has designed and built in the Washburn Shops a gas engine of his own (strong patents pending), and an¬ ticipates revolutionizing the field when he introduces it to the engineering world. As pilot of the famous fan-propelled ice boat he developed quite a reputation as a submarine investigator, and dis¬ covered that Eliza crossing the ice in midwinter had nothing on hitting the open spots in the late spring at the veloc¬ ity of fifty miles per hour. ’T is as a practical Mechanic that Karl shines. He can tackle any problem in the mechanical line, and regardless of the books that he does not study, solve it by using his “Tech bean.” A problem that his fellow mechanics have been wracking their brains over all the pre¬ vious night, he ’starts about fifteen minutes before recitation and has it ready for circulation before the bell rings. Harold Clifton Brown A T Electric Born Sept. 19, 1889, Manchester, N. H. Prep. Manchester High School Yes, this is Brownie, alias the notorious “Kid,” so decreed on account of his miniature size and his curly locks. Early in his youth he left the city of -(population seventeen), the number of feminine gender being altogether too limited for his generous spirit. He lo¬ cated in Manchester, where he soon made himself heard both as speaker and Ragtime Artist. But finally, setting aside a long list of admirers, much to their disappointment, he escaped and took up his abode in Worcester to take a chance with the rest of us. For three years (perhaps longer to the neighbors) he presided over the rest of the little ones of the Manchester delegation, better known as the Home Street Gang. With street baseball and broken windows and ever a break down jig, to say nothing of many a midnight howl, is it to be won¬ dered that the neighbors grieve the departure of our curly haired friend? During his early summer vacations, as an excuse to return to his old haunts, Brownie ably applied himself at steer¬ ing electric cars for the fair damsels on their way to Pine Island Park, popular in the summer. 191 Arthur Cilley Burleigh 0 X, 4 4 Skull ’ ’ Electric Born March 22, 1891, Franklin, N. H. Prep. Phillips Exeter Academy General Manager Tech Show (3) Vice-president Dramatic Association (4) Class Treasurer (4) 1 Aftermath Board Franklin, N. H., would be an unknown city to-day were it not for the fact that it bears the name of our Techmen’s most popular theatre and that it claims to be the birthplace of two famous men, namely, Daniel Webster and Arthur C. Burleigh. The former, not having been a Tech man, cannot be considered. The latter is more commonly known as “Art” or “Nut.” Art’s early craving for knowledge took him to Exeter, but he quickly acquired all this school’s available knowledge and began to look around for a place where there was much work to be done, hence Tech got the job. The first year he lived a simple life, as all Fresh¬ men sometimes do. But the guiding hand of the “Dean St. Gang” soon persuaded Art to branch from the straight and narrow path of books, with the result that, he entered society, some¬ times even going as far as Northampton. Of late, however, the hilly sections of Worcester have offered considerable attraction. Anson Clark Burwell 4 rA, T B n, “Skull” Civil Born May 27, 1890, Meadville, Pa. Prep. Phillips Exeter Academy Class Treasurer (3) 1 Tech Show (3) President Dramatic Association Aftermath Board Class Day Committee Direct from Exeter, with the intention of going to M. I. T., Ans landed at Worcester Tech. Perhaps he came here because M. I. T. was too hard for him, as he never passed an exam in his life or received a class mark that was over an E. But still nothing could stop him in his climb up the scholastic ladder. Hand¬ some? Why yes! and a charming person¬ ality that might be the envy of any of our fussers, but alas, he was never found in the company of the fair sex. Whether a disappointment in love or a true devo¬ tion to an unknown female in the mountains of Pennsylvania was the cause, we can only surmise. Of course those that know him can see that he was not built on the lines of football star, but, undismayed, he claimed the victory of the Sanitary’s over the General Science course, when the Senior football games were played at the Oval last fall. But aside from his athletic abilities, he is a royal booster for Tech, and his indefatigable labor in social lines has won the friendship and admiration of all Tech men. 192 John Axtell Canton Civil Born July 12, 1890, Everett, Mass. Prep. Chelsea High School “This is Jack Canton.” So read the shipping tag attached to his coat at Prof. Butterfield’s party, and so it was. Jack comes from Chelsea, which, because of its proximity to the “Hub,” is sometimes called “The Ax(t)ell of the Universe.” Everett claims Jack’s birthplace, Chelsea his home and Worcester his undying love (?)• Although Jack is the Civils’ “small man,” he has—strange as it may seem— gained prestige on the football field. As quarter back on the Freshman team and as both quarter and full back on the re¬ nowned Senior Civil team, he has often struggled for the glory of his class. Jack is the junior member of the firm of “D. and C. Co., Concrete Mixers” with an office in the Subway, M. E. Building. Because of his extensive tests on concrete, he and his partner, Eddie, are now almost authorities on the sub¬ ject. At Tech he has always been near the head of the class, and in Room 17, he sits in the “baldheaded row.” While his future occupation is not yet decided, one need not be surprised to see him enter the concrete business. Frederic Scarborough Carpenter Skull ’ ’ Electric Born March 1, 1891, Wethersfield, Conn. Prep. W. P. H. S. Business Manager, Aftermath Class Secretary, (3) 1 Freddy is a self-sufficient little mortal who takes things with an equanimity that has made him the envy of the other Aftermath victims. During his sojourn in Worcester, he has been a special student of Psychology and Feminology in the Worcester High Schools. But that was during the first two years, for as his learning grew deeper, he found the State Normal School more adapted to his requirements, so he transferred his studies to this field. Wheaton College also furnished him with material for study, so you see Freddy has learned something besides Electrical Engineering. He is a graceful knocker, an easy talker (this is not meant for a poem) and fits in business work like the meat in a nut. He has bothered Bushong consistently since Jan. 1st and the aforementioned gentleman has in this way lost several pounds avoirdupois. If you don’t like the book, soak Carpenter, because it won’t bother him any and you may ruffle the Editors if you try to grumble to them. 13 193 Bryant Francis Chapin A T Mechanic Born December 24, 1890, Westfield, Mass. Prep. Northampton High School Aftermath Board We point with pride at Bryant F. Chapin with nose “tip tilted like a flower. ” B. Chape comes from Florence, a town near Northampton and doubtless named after some Smith girl. Chape left Flossie owing to the fact that the presence of the dear delightful women necessitated his shaving after dinner as well as before breakfast. At Tech he is one of our most energetic procrastinators. Due to his latent abili¬ ty, however, which when invoked gives evidences of marked talent, he has always been able to pursue the even tenor of his way untroubled by the cares of pro¬ tracted study. Nevertheless, he denied most emphatically that he had been approached by Newton, the cold saw manufacturer, in regard to accepting a position as head of the designing de¬ partment. Howard Harwood Chase 2 A E Mechanic Born December 18, 1889, Leominster, Mass. Prep. Leominster High School Aftermath Board Business Manager, Journal We wonder how many of us have been suddenly awakened from a pleasant dream by receiving a belt on the back of the neck accompanied by the famous pass¬ word “Rabbit.” When we have partially collected our suddenly scattered senses and have looked up who could be stand¬ ing there but “Chouse”? “Chouse”— what a grand, a fitting name, for him. We don’t know much about “Chouse’s ” life before he came to Tech, but we think that it must have been very wild and checkered judging from the way in which he has led Bud astray, for it is said that Bud was a strictly virtuous young man until he came under “Chouse’s” in¬ fluence. He has always been one of the strongest believers in and leading exponents at Tech in the creed “Never let your studies interfere with your college life.” Night after night he is known to leave his room saying “Well fellows, I’ve got to work on the Journal to-night.” But in view of the fact that Tech lights go out at 11 sharp and that “Chouse” comes in anywhere between midnight and dawn, we are led to believe in the old adage “Appearances are de¬ ceiving.” 194 George Edward Chick Z ' Z T Mechanic Born September 10, 1891, Silver Lake, N. J. Prep. Nute High School Advertising Manager, Tech Show (3) Tech Show (4) This specimen of countrified youth was thrust upon us by the ungrateful inhabitants down homee, b’gosh. Seven¬ teen years on the farm were too much for George and up to the present time, in spite of four years of the most diligent attempts of his classmates, he still clings to the twang of the country gentleman. To see George beating it down street swinging his arms and lifting his feet as if he were going through a plowed field, those who do not know him would think him an inhabitant of Shrewsbury street out for a stroll in his best clothes. Never¬ theless, in his way, George is some boy. To hear him in a heated discussion with some unfortunate would put you in mind of a learned discourse by Artemus Ward. And you would n’t have to be in the same room to get the full benefit, for George can make himself heard from one end of the campus to the other. The uplift spirit of Tech, however, is doing Chick a world of good. When a freshman he took a trip with a bunch of the fellows to Mt. Wachusett and thinking he needed a bath he ran down the hill and dove headfirst into a cess-pool. ■ Stuart Edward Coburn Chemist Born August 8, 1890, Walpole Mass. Prep. Worcester High School This atom-like vitalized aggregation of complex organic material, known as Schlitz or its first derivative Stew, chose Worcester for his home town before he was old enough to know any better, and that fact, coupled with his frequent ex¬ peditions to the City of the Immortal Bean, go a long way toward excusing him for his first error. Stew made good at the High School and has done the same at Tech; in fact he has probably received more personal attention from the Head of his department than any other man of his class. This has been so marked that its justice has frequently been questioned, but Stew says “He’s a good scout” and if he’s satisfied, we’ve no kick to offer. Stew was also a charter member of the I Tappa Keg Society. It was he who made the Senior Chem¬ ists Hiking Club a success, and the Tel- a-lie soberly informed the public that he established a record on his Hike to Springfield. A live-wire among the Chem¬ ists from the start, he has been present on all their jaunts and trips, started the Bowling contests, theatre parties, etc. Close scrutiny of his mail fails to indicate that any particular lady has attached his affections as yet, for many are the hand¬ writings displayed. 195 •f b- Clifton Cromwell Clough S A E, “Skull” Chemist Born November 1, 1888, Vineyard Haven, Mass, Prep. Andover, Mass. Director, W. P. I. A. A. (3, 4) Class President (3) 2, (4) 1, Aftermath Board Football (1) (2) (3) (4) Track (1) (2) (3) (4) “Clif” hails from Vineyard Haven. How the Island maintains its balance when he goes to and from it, is beyond our comprehension but nat ural phenome¬ na come under Physics and we don’t pre¬ tend to know anything about them, so we guess maybe it is all right. During his sojourn at Tech, he has been a unique and popular fellow; twice President of his Class, a terror on the gridiron and a fiend at hurling the weight, Clif will long be talked of ’round the campfires in the lunch rooms. Two hobbies characterize him: singing in the laboratory instead of working and shaking Tristy until his teeth rattle and his hair falls out. And in spite of Tristy’s frequent threats, to “lick him” and his revenge of putting a sponge soaked in ice-water down Clif’s back, he kept up his shaking to the very end. His popularity is universal and every one knows and likes him. We hope he gets a “soft” job, for it will be neccessary if he is going to make good. Roy Herbert Cross Electric Born May 26, 1889, Nashua, N. H. Prep. Nashua High School “Piggy” of the whistling corduroys, whiled away the time, when his trousers were cut down from his papa’s, in the “whileds” of Nashua, N. H. Even be¬ fore coming to Tech he could walk up to an engine, grasp it by the hand (at the end of the rocker arm, you boob!) and converse learnedly of its anatomy. Hav¬ ing a sin twister, I beg pahdon, a twin sister, who is likewise a namesake, high in the councils of the mechanics department, we never quite knew why he didn’t take up that curse (printer’s error) until we recognized what a good electric he was. Somebody, somewhere, said there were three kinds of poor: the Lord’s poor; the devil’s poor and the poor devils. Piggy is one of the latter. After “shark¬ ing” everything for 3.5 years, behold, at the eleventh hour they came unto him. It has been rumored that Pa French was jealous of his embonpoint, otherwise we can see no earthly reason for his failure. Until very recently we thought that Cross was the one man in our class who could sing “Does Tootsey-wootsey love ’is Uvvy-duvvy,” without thinking of any girl in particular, but here again he fooled us. Until he can explain why he saves up all his language for a whole week, we shall suspect him. A 196 Edward Dahill, Jr. Civil Born January 27, 1889, Greenfield, Mass. Prep. Fitchburg High School “Wop II” came into this world of stresses and strains in an isolated town known as Greenfield. Soon he thought that he would make a slight improve¬ ment in his surroundings, and so went to Fitchburg. Very few of us can see where there was any improvement. After many endeavors to make Fitchburg a civilized town, Ed came to Worcester, inciden¬ tally to “take a chance with Tech.” As an author, the less said the better, since there is a very strong suspicion against him concerning a certain article that was in the Civil number of the Tech News. When it comes to fussing Ed is n’t far behind “Andy” and “Fie,” even if he did only take it as a Senior study. Ed hasn’t decided yet what great enter¬ prise he will take charge of. He has had two very good offers. One of these is tak¬ ing the sidewalks in Fitchburg every night at 7. 30, the other is date commis¬ sioner in Worcester. The only thing the matter with the first of these jobs is that he would have to be away from Worces¬ ter every night. He thinks that he can arrange to take both of these jobs by taking in the sidewalks early enough to get back to Worcester in time for the evening. John Nichols Donovan A T il, TBn, 2H Civil Born November 19, 1891, Bellingham, Wash. Prep. Bellingham (Wash.) High School Phillips Andover Academy Tech Show (4) Track Team (3) “Hey, there, got an eraser?” “Yeh.” “Lend it to me, will yuh?” Such is the colloquy which the 1913 Civils have heard for the past three years. “By his words ye shall know him,” hence this little quotation is a sufficient introduction to Jack Donovan, shark, fusser, etc., etc., ad infinitum,—he, who has strolled through these halls of learning for the past four years enveloped in an atmosphere of haughty grandure and belligerency as though yearning, like Alexander of old, for unseen worlds to conquer. Don is SOME white hope. Apropos of his fistic prowess: John Nichols’ fist reminds us Of the great Jack Johnson’s paw, For, departing, left behind it Poor Benny’s aching jaw. No doubt Don will return to his native village after graduation, there to win fame and fortune by virtue of his bets on the Red Sox. 197 Merton Shumway Fogerty 2 A E Civil Born April 20, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Worcester is known the world over as the producer of miscellaneous things of all descriptions. Fogerty was produced in Worcester. Since then “Mert” has grown up with a thousand little brats until now we have that which is seen at the top of this page. Nevertheless, he is there with the goods. It is n’t our pur¬ pose to bestow upon him the credit of being there with the goods as you would have him, but rather we would enlighten you to the fact that he is there with the green goods whenever there is a bet going on. “Mert” is a great plunger on ball games in spite of the fact that he was never known to win. In the long, weary hours of draft¬ ing we have found him a ready dis¬ cusser of all the topics of the day as well as a most remarkable target for erasers and bottles of ink. “Mert” first commanded attention at the time of the Civil summer camp, when, like a dark horse, he came from behind and copped all the pretty girls at Holden. This was due to the fact that his fluent command of the dead lan¬ guages enabled him to commune with many of the stiffs, which, by the way, compose the greater part of the popu¬ lation of that community. Eric Thorgny Franzen I rA, Skull” Born April 12, 1890, New York City- Prep. Newark High School Baseball (1) (2) (3) (4) Captain (4) Class Secretary (2) Aftermath Board Eric T. Franzen, commonly known as Ric. Coat of Arms: “Shunt motor, guiles, on series field.” Motto: “Ad Hades cum sapientia, use your bean.” Being a charter member of the five W’s, We Won’t Work, Will We?, Ric found the minimum points on the work- grade even before tackling devilrential calculus. Besides being an adept at the famous Mexican sport “throwing the frisky bovine,” the blonde also played baseball, holding down the second sack. How could a fellow take a girl to a game when a conversation like the following was bound to take place: “Oh, Cholly, does¬ n’t that contestant at the second place where the runners stop say the funniest things! I just dote on deep, manly voices. I don’t think the man that is going to hit at the ball likes what he is saying.” Saying funny things and making light of work, while he does it as well as the next one, are Ric’s specialties, and no one but the Electrics know what a funeral “Design” and “Lab” would have been if Eric T., prince among jolliers, hadn’t been with us. 198 John Collins French Chemist Born March 22, 1892, Queenstown, Australia Prep. Sandwich High School “Johnnie’s” eyes first opened with the beautiful expanse of Cape Cod Bay spread before them, but life on the Cape was a rather meek affair and Johnny packed his duds and came to Tech, where his decision was corroborated by Prof. French’s maxim, “that to be dead and not know it is a shame.” Here he be¬ came known as a quiet young fellow until a certain canoeing expedition at the Lake was pulled off, and then “Red Eye” showed us a thing or two about the drink that made Manhattan drunk. But this is digressing! Johnny has developed a humor all his own, and rooming with Fra raised in him a per¬ versity which crops out at every possible occasion, for he disagrees with you with¬ out any reason whatever. Why, if you agree with him, he changes his viewpoint so as to be opposed to you. “Organic” was his delight, and while most of us waded in the deep slush, Johnny slid on to glory. The Du Pont people get him, and we hope that he never has any one tell him that nitro-glycerine is not explosive, for Johnny will disagree and then try to prove his point. It was he who tasted potassium cyanide so that we would all know what it was like. Sherman Elpheus Geer Electric Born Aug. 6, 1890, Dalton, Mass. Prep. Dalton High School “Hi, Geer,” is the salutation which greets our hero on every side, and this expresses the speed which has always characterized his whirlwind career. While still a youth, the sages of Dalton pre¬ dicted that a boy with his dignified bearing and who was given to splendid bursts of oratory, could not possibly escape the ministry. And, if the village choir could have had its way, he would have been now serving in that pastorate. But, after having served as a graduating class of the Dalton High School, he began to feel the stifling influences of the lim¬ ited society of that town, and migrated to Worcester and Tech, where he might be unconfined. To say that he has become a social lion among the “400” (girls) of Worcester would be stating an axiom. Here are some of the “Societies” with which he is associated at Tech: Alice, Evelyn, Julia, Lizzie, Cortice, Clara, etc., etc. And yet Dalton may take as much pride in him as the above- mentioned do, because he has always shown his spirit by getting out with the boys at football time and taking his knocks like a man, and when any one calls “help” he is always on the spot. 199 Wesley John Gilson K H A Electric Born Idaho Springs, Colorado, May 29, 1890 Prep. Idaho Springs High School “Gil” blew in out of the high altitudes and that section of the U. S. generally described as “wooly” in the early fall of ’09. It must have been an awful push that sent him thus far from home, but anyway it served to scrub the wool off him before he came to Tech to be “eddi- cated.” Although “Wes” was a little shy and unaccustomed to our Eastern ways, it did n’t take him long to get onto our methods of warfare and meet us on our own ground. But listen! Senior year marked a weakness in his armor. Ma Day found in him a source of steady revenue, and now Gil can dance anything from a “tango” to a “rocking horse” and if necessary can go into a genuine rough and tumble. He knows them all and is teaching others. He is a versatile creature and can perform miracles like making up summer shop during the term or more ordinary feats like digging gold and hunting anything that will admit that its means of locomotion consists of four legs. And maybe he ’ll take a few pot-shots at some two-legged animals for he has decided to take up his work in South America where he can spend his vacations joining some revolutionary force. Albert Charles Gowing 0 X Electric Born June 2, 1889, Dublin, N. H. Prep. Cushing Academy You ’ll have to blame Dublin for this, as “Gus” was handed to us right from there. Of course you know where Dub¬ lin is?—“Over across the water.”— Well, that isn’t the right one,—this one is over across the berry patch in New Hampshire. We “want that you should know” that “Gus” only got his early education in Dublin, for as soon as he could get his hair cut pompadour he went to Cushing Academy. Here he learned considerable about fooling pro¬ fessors and studied one or two books and a co-ed. After completely subduing Cushing he came to us, and since that time his advancement has been rapid, although we’d hate to tell some of the things that we know about him. Among his special investigations might be men¬ tioned, “The night, atmosphere of Wor¬ cester.” He probably knows more about that atmoshpere than he ought to, but of course you can’t blame a man for seeking knowledge. Needless to say when Dublin takes back that which she “wished on” us, she will find it vastly changed,— whether for better or worse, we can’t predict, but only say that Tech did well with what she had to work with. 200 George Cooley Graham TBn, SH Electric Born Oct. 30, 1891, Pueblo, Colorado Prep. Colorado College Class Day Committee A product of the “wild and wooly” west, George came to us after spending two years in Colorado College, bringing all the good nature of the west with him. His object in coming east was simple; he wanted to go abroad and go he did, taking in all the White Elephants that were on exhibition. While wandering around over there we “Imogene” he must have heard of Worcester Tech. Junior Year found him numbered amongst us. His favorite stunt at that time was to come into M. E. Lectures after the other members had seated them¬ selves and run the gauntlet to his seat in the middle of the row. He clung close to Worcester that first year, but the following summer, Fate overtook him and a Fair One entered his life. No it wasn’t Gowing; the way he used to hug Gowing was merely practice. Every Saturday the B. M. took its toll from him so that the stockholders are now receiving their dividends regularly. That Clinton Branch has been the making of the Road and the undoing of poor Graham. It has even been rumored, that encouraged bv his traffic, the B. M. is shortly to distribute literature among Tech Men. Allen Herbert Gridley TBn Civil Born November 27, 1890, Springfield, Mass. Prep. Springfield High School “Grid” is a native of Westfield and four years ago, having absorbed every¬ thing that the town-fathers had to offer in the line of books, he bought a ticket for Worcester. His first year at Tech was rather burdensome, for he had to teach “Red Mack” descript. After that, however, he drifted through the Civil course with ease, only stopping now and then to take a trip “back hum” to see “wifey.” On one or two occasions “Grid” has had narrow escapes. One day, when the Civils were laying for “Reddy ” Ives with erasers, “Grid” suddenly popped into the room and, but for his intelligent countenance, he would surely have been mistaken for “Reddy” and met disaster. “Grid” has taken a very active part in the Y. M. C. A. work, entering with enthusiasm anything that might better social conditions on the Hill. The pre¬ diction may safely be made that “Grid” will make good in his profession, and he carries the best wishes of his class¬ mates. 201 Leon Henry Greenwood T B n Electric Born March 4, 1889, Fitchburg, Mass. Prep. Fitchburg High School This curly-haired pink-complexioned youth arrived as a protege of the Great Blizzard of March 1888, in Fitchburg. There, despite his stormy arrival, he lived peacefully and thrived, attending the public schools of that town, completing his high-school course in 1906. At that time he accepted a position with the textile firm, Parkhill Manu¬ facturing Co., of Fitchburg, with the mental reservation that he could at any time terminate his relations with the company. As may be inferred, the pur¬ pose of this reservation was a dormant ambition to be a technical graduate. At the end of three years of very credit¬ able service, as indicated by his rapid promotions, his desire to attend W. P. I. overcame his aspirations for success. He came, he saw, he conquered. Here he is, an aggregate of confidence and determination that is bound to spell success. He has had very little time to spare for the social side of Tech life, yet it is pretty well understood that Commence¬ ment will not be long past before he will take steps to round out his single ex¬ perience. George Albert Hill T B FI, £ H Chemist Born March 22, 1892, Worcester Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Truly a rare animal is the virtuous chemist,—doubly rare when found in the ill-omened division, yet here he is— almost? His system contains less than 0.00039 pts. per million of nicotine, and his vision is undimmed by the alluring radiance of certain multi-hued lac¬ quered labels (See Org. Chem. Lee. Oct. 1912). Of course he worked for marks,— the reward is expressed above in Greek. Of course, once upon a time there was a little scandal on Electric Lab. vs Ab¬ stracts and an escapade in Boston; but—let, us forget! That a Ph.D. and a stovepipe hat are his ambition is not to be held against him, for Harvard claims him for its own in the Fall and ambition bids fair to be realized. In closing, let us wish success to him, who, like Dutchy, when suffi¬ ciently provoked, has been known to say “Damn.” Probably, G. Albert, as he styles himself, would never have been a Chemist but for Chick Tilden. After Chick informed him that he didn’t “know a drill press from an apple corer,” there was only one place left for him, so Hughie obtained another artist . 202 Winthrop Marsden Jones SB, AT, T B II Mechanic Born July 17, 1892, North Easton Prep. Oliver Ames High School Truly an illustrious youth was bom into this mundane sphere, a creature des¬ tined to be famous among mortals, yet no upheaval marked his advent. But no sooner had Winthrop acquired the use of his hands than he began to search violently for his brain, in substantiation of which statement we point to the rare¬ fied growth covering his cerebrum. His early life may be found chronicled in the North Easton History. There might we read of his “Edisonian” attributes which he endeavored to cultivate in a laboratory of his own creation. Such things as multiple expansion pumping engines and A. C. generators constituted Winthrop’s early toys. Next we find him at the prep school where he took things leisurely, incidentally memorizing the Lorelei. Nevertheless some slight knowledge was assimilated or at least the instructors were led to believe that such had been the case, and he was shipped to Worcester. A rare bird he has been,—a rose among thorns, for he has never mingled with jocund crowds except at an occasional church social, until he met a lassie who proved to be the most important of his “elective” subjects. Alton Hayward Kingman % A E Mechanic Born Brockton, Mass., July 7, 1889 Prep, at Brockton High School W. P. I. Dramatic Association A1 is one of our smooth boys from Brockton and although he has been away from home for four years there still seems to be some attraction there, which takes him home over nearly every Sunday. During his four years at “Tech” he has played more or less of an important part as a follower of Rip Van Winkle, but this might be laid partly to the fact that he enjoys “tripping the light fan¬ tastic” more especially since the new dances have come out. Doubtless there is some other reason for his great interest in this line of activities, but A1 is one of those who thinks a lot, but says less. His spare moments are taken up with a profound study of Steam and Mechanic, but we all trust that he will fool them yet. Another characteristic that is connected to A1 is the gentle way one often hears the expression “Come on, you HAM,” but there is always a silence when he utters any harsh words as he has seen the big city for four years and is yet to be cor¬ rupted, with the exception of one package of P. A. per week. Nevertheless, “Lonnie” is there, when it comes right down to hard tacks and we expect to hear big things of him later. 203 Russel Barrett Leonard A T Civil Born November 16, 1889, East Taunton, Mass. Prep. Taunton High School “Russ” is the man who has put that heretofore unheard of town of Raynham on the map. Some of us are yet quite unconvinced that it exists, but others are assured that it does, by the testimony of one Robert Trumbull who attempted to sell the Century Book of Facts at each and all of the three houses in that so- called town. Receiving his preliminary education in Taunton, fed on Taunton River her¬ rings, we have here a man who has held down every imaginable sort of job, from selling patent clothes poles to directing the foreign policy of the Southeastern Massachusetts Telephone Co. Naturally quiet and unassuming, he came to us, but was forced to take to the difficult art of “bulling” in order to qualify for the honor roll in Water Supply. Many of us have wondered at his ap¬ pearing in immaculate attire at the last recitation before the week end, and at his not appearing until the last moment be¬ fore class on Monday morning. But those of us, who are more intimately acquainted with the social side of Russell’s career, know that there is a reason, and a mighty popular one, at that. We under¬ stand that his footsteps have not been directed homeward on such occasions. Jk Harry Bernard Lindsay OX, TBII, S3, “Skull” Electric Born December 17, 1889, Hopkinton, New York Prep. Worcester High School Editor-in-Chief, Journal President E. E. Society Class Day Committee Tech Show (4) Aftermath Board Class President (2) 1, 2, Hail to the Chef!—I mean Chief! Someone has to be a kingpin in every class and Harry started out his Freshman year to show us things—and he has. Nothing has been too small to escape him; he has held class office, has been a pillar in the Y. M. C. A.,—a member of both honor Societies, etc., ad infinitum. But Harry has other characteristics and ac¬ complishments; always well-dressed, his slightly supercilious air has rankled in the hearts of some who could not rise above their petty jealousy and give the devil his due. And say! H. B. L. is some fusser! When others leave their meetings at eleven o’clock with thoughts only of bed, Harry is turning the pages of his Bible to find which “wren” it is he has a date with at half-past. Some have a “gift of gab” and we are inclined to be¬ lieve that he is numbered among these gifted ones, though when Harry speaks, it is a pretty safe bet that his opinon will be worth having for he is far too busy to waste time talking nonsense. 204 A Albert Sutton Littell KE A. Electric Born Brooklyn, New York, August 6, 188S. Prep. Manual Training High School, Brooklyn, N. Y. “Breezy” dropped in on us at the be¬ ginning of the last lap. On account of a surgical operation he was obliged to for¬ sake the ranks of 1912 in March, 1912. As a rule, we do not rejoice in a man’s misfortu ne, but must say that we are glad to have this son of Brooklyn among us. He has a vocabulary all his own, and if you don’t believe that he is from the vicinity of New York ask him to say: “There was a little ‘boid’ sat on the ‘coib’ and choiped’ and ‘choiped’ and ‘choiped’.’ ’ Though he may seem a little distant, when you get to know him you find a most genial chap behind those glasses. He is also an expert at most anything from rolling cigarets to composing music. Together with Stripp, Snow and Thomas, he is a regular first-nighter at Poli’s, the Plaza and one or two movies. As a rule, all of the above are done in an afternoon and evening of the same day. Albert Joseph Lorion T B II, ZB Civil Born October 9, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School It is said of “Al” that at the age of one year, four months and seven days, he could recite the Alphabet with his hands tied behind his back, and find the stress in a rubber doll at one fell squeeze. As a Freshman after climbing the Hill, he went in and asked for the President’s job and being shown the door, cussed a custard that he would get even and not have anything to do with the Office again. He has firmly kept this aforesaid custard and is one of the few of those un¬ fortunates who have not had a “call.” Al is our gum-shoe artist and his favorite sport is running stresses to earth and when not doing this is out with his camera which may be a watch in disguise or an innocent-looking lunch box, snapping us at all angles. Al is a member of the “Noon-Hour Quartet,” and by the Elastic Theory with three indeterminates has often made it “no trumps,” only to find that he has neg¬ lected the conjugate pressure of the op¬ posite couple and so has got stuck good and proper. After a hot campaign in the recent class elections, Al ran neck and neck with “Wop” Canton, who had all the foreign element with him, he was elected co-sergeant -at-arms. 205 Timothy Francis Manning Civil Born October 29, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School. Gather around, gentlemen, and gaze upon the physignomen of one of Wor¬ cester’s native sons. Born and edu¬ cated in the Heart of the Commonwealth he mastered his early yearning toward Holy Cross and while wandering from the home of his childhood one day was taken into captivity and brought to Tech. Here, unlike many of the other denizens of the city of dead things, he prospered and flourished. Through patient and unceasing endeavors his trainer, the Prof, taught him to do many stunts with the slide-rule and other in¬ struments of torture in vogue in the Civil Department. He met with his greatest success in locating poles and dispelling the mysteries of coming exams. In fact Sherlocko has nothing on him. In spite of all persecution this tawny tiger has survived the prison fare and will at the expiration of his sentence be turned loose upon an innocent and un¬ suspecting world. When seen by our representative for a farewell statement he begged us not to fail to mention his deep love and devotion to his faithful trainer and other keepers on the Hill. Philip A. Marsell Civil Born June 6, 1891, East Brimfield, Mass. Prep. Southbridge High School After graduating from Southbridge High, Phi came to us a bashful, innocent youth. He has always been the “horse¬ shoe kid” when it comes to luck, for everything to which he has put his hand has come out favorably to him. At summer camp his bashfulness was a thing of the past, as was so well demon¬ strated by the nightly excursions to Holden. Phi never returned to camp until the wee small hours, but his return was always the signal for the nightly riot. As a Freshman Phi was thrown into the Lyon(s) den, but unlike Daniel did not return and last reports indicate that it will be a life sentence. School has had no charms for Phi as was evidenced by the commendable regularity with which he cut at 4.15 p. m. in order to keep his clandestine dates at Lincoln Square. At times Marsell has been positively brilliant and to such an extent that in the last half of the Senior year he took charge of the Mechanical Lab, being ably assisted by Blondy Nelson and Doctor Roys. He was always a high bowler for the Senior Civils, but his greatest value to that excellent team was his rooting ability. Phi is a good sport, but is always dead broke when it comes to buying the smokes. Coleman Clyde McCully A T Civil Born May 15, 1891, Clinton, Mass. Prep. Fitchburg High School Clyde, otherwise known as “Big Mac,” is the only and original human fish and sea captain in captivity. At the close of his Junior year he took charge of a 60-foot lake greyhound on Quinsigamond Ocean, acting as captain, crew, pilot, mechanician and purser. To keep up his reputation as a fish, Mac was forced to take two swims a day in the “briny” deep. But the joys of a life on the bounding main were not suffi¬ ciently strong to keep Mac away from Tech, and he returned to us in the fall. Clyde came to the Institute under an awful handicap, he was brought up in Fitchburg. By dint of much hard work on his part, and much coaching on the part of his classmates, he has been able to overcome his bad habits, and is now considered a good fellow at times. Besides being a human whale and a football star, Mac is a bowler of the highest stellar quality. Again, those near him in Design hear an outburst of song from him as if he were trying to rival Caruso. As a matter of fact, he himself is the only person that ever imagined he could oust the great tenor from his pinnacle of fame. Not that his singing is at all bad, it is merely harsh and inharmonious. Andrew McLean Civil Born March 3, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Andy was born on a Scotch heather, March 3, 1891, and came to this country an unsophisticated youth. He graduated from the English High School of Worces¬ ter in 1909, and came to Tech in the fall as innocent and unassuming as a new¬ born lamb, but longer acquaintance showed that Andy was merely a wolf in sheep’s clothing. He has always been one of the foremost in starting a “rough house,” and is usually successful in pulling out in time to shift the blame on one of his followers. Andy was always able to pull A. Wilmer’s leg, but when “Dutchy” landed in the Physics Dept., “Oh, my.” It is the greatest discomfort of Andy’s life to have to soil his hands or ruffle his immaculate toilet, and so it is with delight that the Division watches Andy tackle a dirty job in Mechanical Lab. All past records show that Andy has always been a ladies’ man and a constant patron of “Mother Day.” Besides the school curriculum, he is a lover of nature and is fond of taking long walks, formerly on Park Avenue, but now the shore of Lake Quinsigamond is the favorite habitat. Andy has been more or less of a “shark,” and doubtless will make good when he gets outside. 207 tm Uj a , ® .fsl Vincent J. Mlejnek Chemist Born April 2, 1892 Prep. Holyoke High School Sometimes Nature sees fit to bring forth a perfectly normal being and then make him shoulder a strange combina¬ tion of hieroglyphics as a distinguishing mark from his fellows. Poor V. J.! His name causes him to masquerade under several different aliases every day. But fortunately he has other distinguishing characteristics; for instance, his voice, which assumes at times the sounds we associate with pictures of prehistoric animals or the highly magnified voices of bacteria. Often has he startled some dozing Chemist with one of his weird yells. But no one would ever dream that he was an Hungarian poet of note! Yes, truth compels us to admit that our brother has this weakness. Be it said, however, in his behalf that since coming to Tech he has kept the demon Muse locked securely in his trunk and only on rare occasions had it been exercised. A lover of the outdoors, V. J. takes a boarding place far from school that he may be near the golf links and take a “drive” every morning and then enjoy the walk to school, parodoxical as this sounds. In fact, it was V. J. who put the hiking spirit into the Chemists to such an extent that nought but a Walking Club satisfied them. Carl S. Morse T B II, Electric Born April 4, 1890, Henniker, N. H. Prep. Manchester High School Behold, ye fair maidens. Cast thy glances at this Apollonian y outh. Fair is he to look upon and pleasing to the eye, yea, in great measure is it so. Get that twinkle in his eye, yes, and that teasing dimple in his elbow—rare gifts of the gods are these. Although he doesn’t want you to think it, Carl is some fusser. Of course, it would n’t do to tell here the long list of his admirers, but news has come in of his successes in this line of human endeavor. When Carl was a youth he bade fair to out-Shrubb A1 Shrubb. hie earned his numerals, and then, alas, some other ambition came to the front and he for¬ sook his athletic career. We have been trying to figure whether fussing or scholarship did the trick, but from his record in each we conclude it may have been both. In the course of his career at Tech, Carl has gathered quite a reputation as a sage. Volts, amps., henries, gausses, mhos, oersteds and other members of that troublesome family are favorite pets of his. Where others approach these ferocious animals with fear and tremb¬ ling, Carl whistles to them, and calls them by name and they frolic and play as the best of friends. 208 209 Jacob Ludwig Mueller Mechanic Born March 7, 1889, Reichsheim, Germany Prep. Williston Seminary Jacob Ludwig Mueller first cooed in “ya ya” in the good old land of Ger¬ many on the brink of his country’s national drink. His career from that time on is obscured by the insufficiency of our knowledge of the facts; he eventually decided to accompany his parents to this country and settled in South Hadley. Jimmie then com¬ menced to be a full-fledged American, and he has succeeded immensely. Three years at Williston, during which he took highest honors, served to round him out into a being fit to enter Tech. Whether it was because he wound all the clocks at home or not, he chose the Mechanical course and has probably surpassed most of his fellows with the diligence with which he has pursued the course. It is no wonder, therefore, that Jake now takes the liberty of a shark and is occasionally seen hiking down street at noon with an out-of-town friend to dine at P. and T’s. One of Jake’s new r est hobbies is the solution of the most intricate problems in vector diagrams or polyphase currents; if he had begun taking in the movies or visiting the parks, we would have been better able to understand his hobby. Lawrence Cooley Myers A T 12 Chemist Born May 15, 1891, Bath, N. Y. Prep. Pittsfield High School Were you ever so fortunate as to catch a glimpse of that superb womanly form, tripping lightly Organic Lab-ward, each and every morning at ten minutes past eight? If not, you have missed a rare treat. Perchance, if said form were en¬ cased in a tightly-fitting raincoat, you would forsooth tarry a while, to gaze upon the fair one, and then go your way with a knowing smile, telling yourself that you knew at least one place where the Royal Worcester fits. False alarm, bo; halt not your step; this sylph-like form belongs to none other than Lorry Myers; ’tis but one of the cases where the appearances are deceptive. When on the Hill, however, ‘‘Dutch” is the very personification of supreme confidence. He enters the classroom with the air of one who is ever prepared to deliver dissertations upon any phase of the day’s work. He sits down with the same air, and, when Hughie calls upon him, he recites with the same air, which, by this time, has mostly of the species known as “hot.” Dutch is one of the Senior Chemists and hence has kept somewhat apart from the rest of his fellows who have condescended to take the other courses on the Hill. 14 Earl Abel Nettleton Civil Born Durham Center, Conn., April 5, 1891 Prep. Middletown High School Earl came into existence on April 5, 1891, in Durham, the metropolis of Connecticut. He grew up among the potatoes and corn like a milk-fed pump¬ kin. After graduating from the little red schoolhouse of Durham, Earl went to Middletown High School where he first met Woman. At high school he met the lady of his dreams and became so enamored with her charms that he preferred to walk the seven long miles home rather than ride in the barge. After four rather stormy years in high school, his thoughts soared to broader fields, hence W. P. I. The first two years were spent in getting acquainted with Tech and its difficulties. As a lady-killer Earl has always been noto¬ rious, and it was not until his last year that he had any use whatso¬ ever for bachelor friends. Nett has always been more or less of an athlete (?), and all those who witnessed the great Civil-Mechanic football game will vouch that he gave a most notable ex¬ hibition of scientific (?) football. Any¬ one with the magnificent physique and portly build of Earl Abel Nettleton should have no difficulty in making his way to the top of the ladder. Ned Franklin Nutter ATfl Civil Born December 18, 1888, Farmingham, N. H. Prep. Portland High School Pres. Civil Engineering Society Aftermath Board “Baldy” was born up among the green hills of New Hampshire, whose color has stayed with him; he has come among us like a timid gazelle, to extol the virtues of that exciting game known as “Cali¬ fornia Jack ’ He is famous the world over, having friends in Shrewsbury, Paxton, and Ohio, for his invention of smokeless tobacco. He also has an old muzzle-loader of a pipe which he cherishes like a brother, but only once has he ever been caught with the rest of the goods, his favorite expression being, “Hey, fellar, got any tobaaccie?” Speed is not exactly Ned’s middle name but he gets there,—witness his winning the prize drafting instruments, and being the whole works in the Civil Engineering Society. What is to become of him we do not venture to state, but that he will make a fine “Wop” and will handle a pick and shovel with the best of them we are willing to wager. His personal ambition is to become an author on Water Supply, but we fear that he is too late and would not stand much show. 210 A Norris Dunham Pease ATfi, “Skull” Civil Born August 10, 1890, Plainville, Conn. Prep. Lewis High, Southington, Conn. Advertising Manager, Tech Show (3) Business Manager, Tech News (4) Norris came to us four years ago, a quiet, bashful, unsophisticated little boy, from a village that he said was known to himself and the other man as Plain¬ ville. But the above adjectives now are not at all fitting. What Norris does n’t know—not only of books, but of the ways of the world in general—is n’t worth knowing. It was at the summer railroad camp that he first began to aim towards the nobler things in life. Norris certainly has a natural ability (?) for poetry and witty sayings. When¬ ever a wail of agony is heard arising from any bunch, the probability is about in¬ finity that he has sprung a joke. Any¬ time Life or Puck gets tired of living, all either would need to do would be to en¬ list Norris for writing the jokes,—and then would come carriages and flowers. We have to hand it to him on some thing, however. He is a fellow whose best friend is the alarm clock, and he knows how to hustle. It has been largely due to his efforts that the Tech News has been put on such a good basis, and we all appreciate the work that he has done in this direction. Oscar Gideon Petterson Mechanic Born December 25, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Oscar G., alias Lewando G., alias Oil Gon Pete, strolled down from Worcester Sweden into our midst in ’09, and since that time has been a constant source of amusement to us. He is some student, but his recitations sound like the an¬ nouncements of an elevated railroad conductor, saying the next station is Norfh-too-Rhumf-Phree. But, to be serious, we wish to congratulate B. A. for his ability of catching the drift of Pete’s recitations the first time, for most of the Profs make him mow several times before getting said drift, while his classmates never obtain it. But not so with B. A. Pete is a strong social light, and we often wonder where he found time to do all his studying in view of the fact that he is a regular attendant at the Family Theatre about once in three months. The best time to phone him is about three o’clock in the morning for his “vater” thinks it is better to rout him out of bed than to disturb him while studying in the early evening. Pete is very careless about his attend¬ ance and his total record of absence shows that he cut the last minute and three seconds from one of B. A.’s “three weeks-in-one-hour” lectures. 211 Cleon Edgar Phelps % S Mechanic Born November 16, 1889, Leominster, Mass. Prep. Leominster High School Nein, er was not named after a biblical character; the truth is this. Pa and Ma had set their minds on a girl named Cleone, but being disappointed in this persisted in the major portion of the name. Like V. J. of the Chemists, he boards at a three-mile walk from Tech in order to extract the ozone from the atmosphere on his way to and fro. And say! But maybe he hasn’t been spend¬ ing time making a good impression! The dear landlady will talk by the hour about the dear boy to any one who will listen with an appearance of belief. Any in¬ dication that you disbelieve, will but prolong the argument. He is a queer combination, being an ardent student with continuous visions of the honor list and an absolute antipathy for the dictionary, which accounts for the 42 misspelled words appearing on one sheet of one of his recent lab reports. Every Saturday he accompanies his small trunk back to Leominster, where the wrens make him happy until late Sunday night, when he returns to Worcester with a reminiscent radiation about him. The disarming little laugh, with which he puts the Profs hors de combat , will linger in our minds together with his constant readiness to offer assistance. John Arthur Planteroth Electric Born June 11, 1886, New York City Prep. Newtown High, Elmhurst, L. I. From the N. Y. Times, June 11th, 1886— “considerable excitement was stirred up in this city to-day when a stork flew over bearing a bundle from which could be heard cries of ‘How about the fifteenth decimal place, is it accurate enough?’ ” Later—“The mys¬ tery of the bundle is solved. They have decided to call it J. Arthur.” To say that our hero is a high-brow is to put it mildly. He snook (see Footnote) an A. B. from C. C. N. Y. in ’06 and fairly bubbling over with knowledge he scattered the surplus throughout several schools in Long Island in the capacity of a pedagogue. Not content, however, to see everything going out and nothing coming in he attended at this time Col¬ umbia and Adelphi College. All this remember was merely a little warming up preparatory to entering W. P. I., which event took place in our Junior year. From the way he wandered around each classroom opening windows, turn¬ ing on ventilators, etc., etc., we were undecided at first as to his official ca¬ pacity, it being an even bet that he was either a janitor or a ventilating ex¬ pert. (Foot Note —Sneak, snook, snuk; verb meaning to get a lien on.) 212 V Oscar Stanley Porter A, “Skull’’ Mechanic Born, October 3, 1891, Holden, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Vice-president (3) 1 Secretary (4) 1 Treasurer (2) 1 Track 1, 2, 3, 4 Athletic Director (1) (2) (3) “Stan” is one who needs no intro¬ duction for he is a simple, quiet(?), unassuming, level-headed athlete, and thoroughly popular member of the class of 1913. During his four years with us his chief field of endeavor has been the track field, where his work has been of the highest and unalloyed calibre. With the rest of the Senior Mechanics, Stan spends three weeks in three hours in as many days per week, in the course in Machine Gloom. He always arrives on time and sticks around until “Ding” has announced the battery for the day ' s game, when Stan tip-toes out to lay in a fresh supply of doughnuts fried in 1909, but primarily to read the contents of a little pink envelope from Middletown, Connecticut. The only mystery to us is the strange behavior of Stan toward Oil Gon Peter¬ son, his true brother from the land von Sweeden. But a little distinction must be granted, for occasionally we can under¬ stand a few of Stan’s accents. John Donald Power % A E, “Skull” Mechanic Born January 20, 1885, Lenox, Mass. Prep. Phillips Exeter Academy Football (1, 2, 3, 4), Capt. 3 Track (1, 2, 3, 4) Athletic Director 1, 2, 3 Our future “white hope” first gazed upon this world at Lenox, Mass., and consequently, coming from that place, has been late to every engagement ever since. Without doubt after his demise he will be known as the late Mr. Power. Jack came to Tech from Exeter and great tales of his athletic ability pre¬ ceded him. It was his avowed intention, when he came here, to take no further part in athletics, but you can’t keep a good man down and in every football since then, Power, the human bullet, has been very much in evidence. The department of track has also felt the stimulus of Jack’s mighty strength, and many a noble dent in Mother Earth has been caused by the hammer propelled by the mountain of muscle. Jack never excelled as a student, but by constant application to either study or bluff,—mostly bluff, we think,—has managed to pull passing grades in all courses. By many, Jack has been con¬ sidered a grouch, but his closest friends think differently. We wish him all kinds of success and those who know him best feel sure that he will make good. ■ 213 Leon Hiram Rice Mechanic Born October 28, 1891, Manchester, N. H. Prep. Manchester High School When “Red” alighted at Lincoln Square in the fall of 1909, with the dust of Manchester, N. H., still on his shoes, his first move was to adjust his glasses at the theoretically correct angle on his nose, and he has kept them in adjustment ever since. He is one who believes in discipline whether applied to children, or Freshman and consequently he obeyed the Freshman rules and lives to tell “stories.” Any one who has never heard the “Pat Murphy” story should ask him for all the details. Besides these accom¬ plishments his ability in a mechanical line was early in his career evidenced when in his Sophomore year he designed and made for himself a perfect Tech shirt with the aid of T—square, triangles, and jack-knife. It was much admired by his friends and held up as a model. After thus becoming thoroughly estab¬ lished in school he had more time for sociability and it is understood that after the third year he never was known to get homesick, except for “Home St.,” and t hat for such emergencies he fortified himself by learning how to play the harmonica. Excepting the above very bad faults he is O. K. Frederic Stanley Riggs Mechanic Born August 23, 1890, Worcester Mass. Prep. Worcester South High School Cosmopolitan Club The first two years at Tech he gained a reputation of being a shark and a worker, but after that he thought it better to give up studying as he could n’t let the school work interfere with his “social duties.” Clarice believes that “variety is the spice of life.” He likes to attend the movies and shoot pool, at which he is “some boy.” “Stan” had his likes and dislikes, the latter being many and the former far between. How he did enjoy steam, de¬ sign and Jennie’s courses! His last year he tried to make B. A. think that he went to church by riding down on the same car with him every Sunday night—but if he had been watched, it would have been noticed that the Auburn car was his selection instead of church. Clarice has a very entertaining dis¬ position, and when it comes to a pinch he is right there with the bull. He never could seem to get his mind on machine design although he was supposed to be a finished draftsman from two large manufacturing concerns in Worcester. Abstracts gave him a chance for ques¬ tions like “How do they lift the top of the boat?” 214 Reginald Rockwell Electric Born March 13, 1891 Prep. Pictou Academy Class Secretary (3) 2 Aftermath Board Class Prophet The Gods of Mirth and Jollity must have had a holiday when Rocky came into this world, and perchance they have been enjoying a holiday ever since, for Rocky is well able to care for their jobs. A man of moods is Rocky, ever changing as the winds, but always tolerable, and always in demand for his ever bubbling spring of witticism and good humor. He was founder and father of the W: W: W: W: W:—into which organization he had many followers. When we consider his very poor health, necessitating frequent and prolonged absences from the Hill of Knowledge, his remarkable knowledge of, and astounding insight into, the curri¬ culum of the Institute, as well as the select society of Main St., one can do naught but admire and envy the make¬ up of this man. ’T is rumored that Briggs and Rockwell are to combine in the or¬ ganization of the Rathskeller Liquid Lunch Co., but then this might not be true, even though it is said that “there is no great genius without a tincture of madness.” We make this prophecy for Rocky. If any man in the class expects to hit the top rung of the ladder of suc¬ cess, he will have to push Rocky off. Donald May Russell T BII, 2 E Born April 15, 1891, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School “Donald May!” Gosh, what a handle to fasten on to a defenseless creature. But then, they had no way of telling what a big hulk, mentally and physically was going to come of him. Don, as we shall remember him, is a biggoodnatured- levelheadedwiseguy. He is a shining example of the kind of fellow who is not “discovered” until late in his course; it’s only recently that he has been set at work with that noble bean of his in the interest of the class, and notably on the Senate Committee, for Tech. One in¬ teresting feature of any man’s experiences we are entirely in the dark about—that is, Don’s mixing it with the women; either he has been so busy getting brains trained to appreciate election to Tau Beta Pi and Sigma Xi that he has had no time to fritter away, or he’s so clever and close mouthed that we never suspected him. At any rate he’s a very eligible fellow—eligible for most anything and we opine he’ll get it, if he goes after it. 215 Henry John Schaefer Chemist Born August 6, 1890, Clinton, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School When Heinie broke into the world in Clinton, Mass., no one realized what a short distance he had to go to become full-grown. His early life is clothed in mystery, but his life on the Hill was so obviously unaffected that a fair guess as to his early history can be made. We believe that entertainments, women, and possibly some schooling entered into his existence. That he graduated from South High is a definitely ascertained fact and since 1909 he has been occasion¬ ally seen on the Hill. But by far the greatest mystery connected with this German imp is ability to be present about two days a week and still draw the marks he has. It looked so blamed easy that some of us tried, but with very different results. Incidentally to his course at the Institute he became known as the man with the maximum and minimum yields in Organic Lab. It was here that Heinie obtained a single drop of acet aldehyde and carefully sealed it up for Dr. Jenning’s inspection. But on the dyes Heinie averaged about 90% of the theoretical, 50% being weighable and the remainder being splotched about his person until he became a veritable color card, his bath to the elbows in methyl orange being now a matter of history. Heinrich Schmidt T B II Mechanic Born January 11, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School A “mere supposition, gentlemen’ ' in saying that this is “Heine” but if it is: Behold the present “Amateur State Champion”—the “Little General of Massachusetts Golf”—better known to us on the Hill as one of our four Tech- Champions—“Heine.” But Heine’s career as an athlete did not begin with golf. Early, he and his twin took a fancy to skiing, in which sport they have won the New England Championship every year that it has been competed for. The next landmark seems to be Heine’s captaining the Wor¬ cester High Golf team which won the Interscholastic State title in 1909; since that time he has continued to “boost his stock” by the number of cups and tro¬ phies won, titles of “Massachusetts State Champion” and “Maine State Champion, and a national reputation in golf. It would not surprise us to learn that soon Schmidt decides upon the silver-schmidt trade; but whatever his future occupa¬ tion, we are sure that he will be the same (dean little sport that we know him to be. But the real story of Schmidt’s life is a sad and doubly monotonous one. “Always taken for his brother, who is mistaken for him.” 216 Hugo Fred Schmidt TBII, S H Chemist Born August 15, 1891, Newark, N. J. Prep. Newark High School Cosmopolitan Club Germany or Keg was a raw piece of furniture when he came to us in 1909, but the polymerized English which he used to hurl at us the first year has given away to real American. Rooming with Woods has developed him into a con¬ firmed jollier and an easy-going chap with the result that already avoirdupois is commencing to show a local growth, which indicates that Keg was cut out to be a director of a corporation and not a chemist who must get close to a bench. Hugo was a charter member of the I Tappa Keg Society and a member of the Chemist’s bowling team in which he was a reliable man to have around. The delight of his classmates is to hear him engage in an earnest discussion with some one on any topic whatever ,for in the haste with which he endeavors to express his thoughts “already” and “what-ye-call-it” occur with great fre¬ quency. We have an ingrowing im¬ pression that Schmidt jollies the other boys about the girls so continuously in order to protect himself, for we under¬ stand that there is a young lady within car-ride of Worcester who has a lien on his affections to the extent of a walk to Purgatory in the rain. Karl Schmidt TBII Mechanic Born January 11, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Aftermath Karl has been busy for the last eight- years making himself known to such an extent that we don’t feel very well ac¬ quainted with him. He started off in High school by managing the Golf Team and spreading himself about in the class games, eventually taking part in Boston A. A. Marathon in 1908, finishing 29th. But the thing we think of first is his artistic prowess; this field came to him naturally and he worked away his summers picking up what he could, finally making such an impression that a good instructor was obtained and to-day we are reaping the benefits of his endeavors in this line of work. The large cities have all been treated to exhibitions of his work in both oil and water color and Worcester was favored by an exhibit of his work exclusively. The Skiing Championship of New England was held by him for two years. Golf also claimed his attention and he went into that with his accustomed vim, winning the consolation, at the Boston Interscholastic Championship in’09. At Tech he captured three Greek letters and the job of doing our diplomas for us, so we will always have some of his work in our vicinity. 217 Arthur Boyd Schofield Civil Born May 30, 1892 Prep. Worcester High School Class Treasurer (4) 2 L’il Arthur’s blonde head and blue eyes raised the false hope in his mother’s heart that he was a girl; but he isn’t. During some part of his life an intense bitterness toward all members of the Fair Sex was aroused which dominates him to the present day. His retiring Nature kept him from being prominent during the early history of our class, but after spending a summer at Chaffins, Art became one of the crowd, and has developed into a jovial, good natured chap except for the exception noted above. It was he who originated the economy of using carbon copies for M. E. Reports,the mere fact that Nelson canned the scheme does not lessen the value of it at all. Then he was chosen Treasurer of his class and again became prominent in the publicity which attended bowling matches during the past winter. Some¬ times a dark horse proves to be a mighty valuable man. Frank Herbert Schopfer l r A Mechanic Born March 9, 1889, Newark, N. J. Prep. Newark High School Football 1, 2, 3 “Shop” is very eccentric in his manner¬ isms and can always be depended upon to produce a laugh when laughs are few. During a trip to the cold storage plant, he unceremoniously sauntered through the storage vaults “en negligee” with coat on arm when every thermometer was registering below freezing. His salutation to “Tech” men is “Wie gehts” or “Good morning, girls” in a true soprano tone, interspersed with a few titters and girlish giggles. Arouse his ire and you will discover much to your surprise and consternation that he is the fastest steam roller this side of Germany and the re¬ sults upon the offender fall in similar proportions. His morning exercise and favorite athletic stunt consists of finger exercise and a running belly dive over four tables and six chairs, after which he is in prime condition for six hour spring to “Tech.” But all in all “Shop” is graced with a true German personality and is well liked by us all. During his junior year his ability was doubted by the Faculty whose opinion was,however, soon changed when “Shop” came back strong in the second half and passed every subject and freed himself of three conditions. 218 Franklin Allen Simmons AT, TBII Civil Born August 8, 1891, Somerset, Mass. Prep. B. M. C. Durfee High School, Fall River, President Y. M. C. A. (4) “Simm” is a member of the Fall River delegation, but in spite of this fact he has successfully made his way through Tech. As president of the Tech Y. M. C. A., “Doc” must be given credit for much energetic and sincere work. Under his administration the Y. M. C. A. has ad¬ vanced by leaps and bounds. Whenever there is to be a lab report written up or anything requiring an out¬ lay of labor to be done, “Simm” always has some important Y. M. C. A. business which demands his attention but when it is time to present the work in class he is always there with the goods. During his eleventh hour work, and occasionally between times, “Simm’s” disposition is not exactly angelic, his brow is corru¬ gated and the pessimists say that he is grouchy. “Simm” has a way of expressing his thoughts “in the language of the Tech Y. M. C. A.,” which is extremely effective, to say the least. He is constan tly sur¬ prising his instructors with his learning and his cultured manners and putting his classmates to shame through the realization of their comparative ignor¬ ance. George Harold Slocomb A T Mechanic Born August 11, 1889, Nova Scotia Prep. Worcester High School Cosmopolitan Club Track 1, 2, 3, 4, Manager 3 Treasurer A. A. 2 Secretary A. A. 3 George or G. Sloe, as he is better known, was one of those wished on us by the 1912 class, but we welcomed him with open arms and have never had occasion to feel sorry for it. There are few who have the ability to turn the spot light on the amusing side of anything quicker than this same G. Sloe, which immediately made him a favorite in every group. Coming from Worcester he is well acquainted with all the wrens and seldom is there a Sunday night which does not find him engaged. A constant attendant at Mother Day’s he is an adept at the Terpsichorean art, familiar with both old and new wiggles. Classical High prepped him with the end in view of becoming a teacher, but the principal hearing of his intention trembled for his job and switched him into a technical training. Though a good runner, dancing sapped his vitality to such an extent that during the last two years, we have n’t seen him perform. A frank but amusing chap to talk with, he is welcomed at all times with or with¬ out B. Chape, his constant comrade. 219 V Farquhar Wells Smith Z % T Electric Born September 7, 1888, Northampton, Mass. Prep. Northampton High School Leader Orchestra Farquhar — “Far” — meaning “some distance,” “quhar”—Western Mass, for “queer”: “Farquhar”—meaning that it is queer how Smitty came so far from Northampton when there is such a nice college in his home town. What! You haven’t heard of Smith’s college? Oh, girls! It is said that Smitty never grew any taller when he found that he was just the right height to hide behind a hedge on the Smith campus. After arriving at the age when he had to shave twice a week he gave up his boyhood ambition of becoming a college janitor in his home burgh and turned his attention towards W. P. I. Two or three times a year, like the violet or a cold in the head, he blossoms out as the leader of the orchestra. Holy Cross games or Tech Shows wouldn’t be quite complete without “the leader of that band.” When the season is closed on outdoor musicing he may be found standing on a soap box in the Y. M. C. A. rooms exhorting the other musical fiends to drown out the discord from one of Davy’s six cylinders. Let us hope that Farquhar and his friend Clara Net will be with us at the class reunions of the fut ure. Leonard Farnsworth Smith 5) A E Mechanic Born July 19, 1891, Templeton, Mass. Prep. Worcester Academy “Bud” (as we first knew him), “Smooth” (when we came to know him better), came from the burgh known as Gardner and began his notorious career in Worcester at the Academy. His famous start at gleaning knowledge was followed by a very strenuous course in summer shop, wherein he utilized his every moment procuring practical skill even at the expense of a small quantity of avoirdupois which he could at that time readily afford to lose. After getting by physics, however, Smitty began to see the seriousness of life and settled down to obtain all that he could from the school. Perhaps the incentive might be laid to an outside party, the same cause which accounts for a private telephone at his desk. He has certainly “dug the lead.” Smith has many fine qualities but the most pro¬ nounced characteristic is that of not accepting anything until fully under¬ stood. Even as to the spelling of “from and at” by B. A. in Steam. Well, Smith, here’s wishing you the same success in your after life that you have attained here at Tech, and we feel sure that the success will be yours. 220 V Charles Oscar Snow K H A Electric Born December 14, 1891, Framingham, Mass. Prep. Framingham High School Subscription Manager, Tech News 4 Member Track Team (2) (3) (4) This cherub drifted in with the tide with the rest of our crowd after having paddled through four years of High School and from the start he has cer¬ tainly held his end up in good shape. He may rightly be chosen as the 1913 bigamist for his list of conquered beauties has grown ever since he furled his sails and cast anchor on Tech Hill. But after trying all kinds, heights, thick¬ nesses, etc., he has finally elected one Queen to command the course of his ship. When we look back to the time when we first heard his eighth-grade voice in our midst with his newly ac¬ quired long trousers and compare him with the “big noise” of to-day, we see wherein the curriculum at Tech certainly can do things if it has any material to work with. £ Millard Cole Spencer T B II, t H Electric Born May 24, 1891, Lebanon, N. H. Prep. Lebanon High School Lebanon? Lebanon is noted for noth¬ ing but boasts of being the birthplace of Specie Sphinx Reincarnate, which shows that every place hath its pride, be it ever so humble. Millard, art thou in the room? Yes? No? It was e’en so with the will-o’-the- wisp. But he speaketh not; perchance his is the tongue of the Sanskrit. The oldest lounger at the post-officer relates that at the age of five, Spencer fell fro m a wireless tower behind the barn, striking on his fourth dimension so that for many days he babbled incoherently about integrals and never really recovered. Once, becoming real vexed he called his teacher a hyperbolic paraboloid and the board of alienists who took up his case committed him to Tech. And oh! how he has acted since he came here! Dear me, yes, ten to the minus eight power. The women, dear, dear, 3 ms and vaudeville every week, and once his reckless spirit even took him as far as City Hall on his way to Franklin! Such a naughty boy? since leaving home; we’d tell you all about it but we are afraid his mamma will read the Aftermath. 221 Emile Chevalt St. Jaques Civil Born February 7, 1892, Marlboro, Maas. Prep. Northbridge High School After all the above stops, our hero took up his abode in Whitinsville and lived happy ever—no, no, he went to Tech, which is quite different. High School instilled into him a dislike for the society of ladies which the rest of the civils effectively neutralize by their ardor in that direction. His father is an M. D., but the only thing in that pro¬ fession that appealed to our hero was the title and he is generally called “Doc,” most of his classmates being quite una¬ ware of the splendid collection of French which constitutes his whole name. A strong temper and a lively disposition are his attributes; and summer canrp handed him “Fighting Bob” for a mess¬ mate which gave him plenty of oppor¬ tunity to exercise the former. Tennis and division baseball are the limit of his athletic activity, although at the time the Civils were showing the world how to play football Doc was there with the intentions, only pater’s ruling kept him out. However, he worked off his excess energy on his roommate, incidentally using the table to gouge out a piece of the covering on the ophryon of his brachycephalic cranium. John Edgar Stripp K S A Electric Born August 24, 1890, Foxboro, Mass. Prep. Framingham High School “Who’s got the makings?” are the first words heard from John about 9.15 every Monday morning as he comes running up the stairs. “Haven’t had a twisting since Friday?” The “white soap” as he is commonly known, had only one failing and that was Women and it was n’t his fault he is good looking. From the start of his career as a student of Tech, John has always been one of the popular members of those who hold forth in the sanctum of “Nigger Heaven” and every night when a problem was n’t due from B. A. you could find his face eagerly scanning the footlights. Another favor¬ ite pastime was taking make-ups, and if John did n’t have at least one to carry along with him he was not happy. John started in to make a career as an athlete and in his Freshman year made the Freshman relay team. He only lost his courage when one night training for the cross-countries some one wanted his supper more than he did, so he “gave it up.” When John leaves Tech he is going to revolutionize the Railway In¬ dustry and he certainly ought to be able to hold up his end, if the numberless rides he has taken on the Boston and Worcester for the past four years are a sign of his love for that line. 222 William Ralph Stults Mechanic Born August 26, 1889, Charlotte, Mich. Prep. J. B. Stetson Academy, De Land, Fla. How this studious looking individual ever got so far lost as to get from the un¬ heard of town of Charlotte, Mich., to Worcester, Mass., is beyond us. Not only that, but Bill came to us by the roundabout way of De Land, Fla. To see him now you would not believe that there was much of the “wanderlust” in him for he rarely gets farther from home than The Washburn Shops. Bill attended some unheard of academy down Florida way, and also put in a couple of years in a college down there. But the call to manage the Washburn shops was too great, and to the grief of friends both there and here he arrived at Tech while we were on our second lap. Here he early distinguished himself by keeping quiet and making his classmates think he held an eternal grouch, but it after¬ wards turned out that he was thinking of those near and dear to him way back in Florida and Michigan. He became a diligent student and acquired the title of “Slip-stick Sam” on account of his wonderful affinity for that weapon of the Mechanics. At present he is engaged in running The Washburn Shops and with his assistants “Piggy” and “Louis” he is apparently making a success. Earle Holbrook Thomas K S A Electric Born August 20, 1890, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. Prep. Wilkes-Barre High School Manager Orchestra (3) (4) “Tommy” distinguished himself by being the first to fall by the wiles of Wor¬ cester girls, and since the beginning of Junior year, Tech has been but a minor consideration. Tommy started out to be an athlete, but decided that either fuss¬ ing or athletics had to be given up so he ' d give up the latter. But in spite of the late hours essential to his chosen occu¬ pation, he manages to arrive about 9.30 for any exam he considers worth taking; incidentally he has been known to refuse attending some exams at all. But one place his regular attendance has caused comment and that is at the meetings of The E. E. Society of which he is a di¬ rector. The future is hazy, but tea-leaves seem to constitute the border design and the letters A P occur throughout the haze. Mayhap the tea business is to receive the benefits accruing from an engineering training. As manager of the orchestra the work has thriven, and his vigorous work in this field has had much to do with the present standing of this branch of Tech activity. 223 Edgar Francis Tierney $r A Mechanic Born July 1, 1891, Westfield, Mass. Prep. Westfield High School Cheer Leader 4 Baseball 2 President (3) 1 Tech Show 2, 4 Class Day Committee Time: 8.27 a.m. Place: Machine De¬ sign room with Ding in command. Enter Ed. Shuffles in nonchalantly for a four- hour gloom session. Waves at the boys. Sits down at desk (scraping chair) ready for a hard morning’s work. 8.40—With a semi-serious look, gets up and sharpens pencil in office. “W hat was that Ding just said?” Breaks pencil point, goes out to sharpen same and returns with Armour 40 minutes later, via Boynton Hall. Tells a good story on “B. A.,” then dodges a well-directed doughnut from “Bud” and a green eraser hits him in the head. 9.35—Ed takes out watch and begins to prepare for 10 o’clock recess. Promptly on the hour he heads the motley pro¬ cession toward the Boynton Hall Grill and Card Room. Some time before twelve he strolls leisurely back to the third floor of Sing Sing and packs his well-thumbed books preparatory to leaving, at the same time announcing in his “bull-in-the- china-closet” whisper, “Gee, I never knew how to design until I took this course.” Ralph Harold Truscott Chemist Born September 18, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Permanent Class Secretary Assistant Editor Tech News (3) (4) Secretary Tech News Association (4) Editor-in-chief Aftermath Tech Show (4) Yes, Tristy is a Chemist; it is evident from his every motion. He is only a small Chemist, a “chemisette,” as it were, but small chemists have the ad¬ vantage that they can hide in the slop jars when Old Sleuth hits the trail. Also Tristy is one of the few men who still admit that they like to read good literature and occasionally turn out some pretty good material themselves. We believe that he is among the few who possess that “general information” that we read about. The Tech News owes Tristy for a good many columns. By the way, have you seen his Thesis? He’s got apparatus that would make a nine- masted schooner jealous and a single- handed schooner fall off the bar. How a man can tame glass to “stay put” 6 ft. above a bench is a puzzle. But he’s some tamer! Look at the Aftermath Board,—he tamed them and the next thing we expect to see him do is to tame and civilize Woods. If Tristy doesn’t inherit the Kingdom of the peacemaker, it will be because he prefers to be with the other chemists. 224 —Hi Robert Gay Trumbull Civil Born Sept. 9, 1890, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Glee Club This unique specimen of humanity burst into the limelight with the class of 1912. He is another shining example of what Worcester can produce if driven to it. Bobby started out with the good intent ions of being an Electric, but these noble aspirations were blasted in the bud and he decided to take a chance with warden French. Bobby’s life at Tech has been a truly eventful one. Ivinny early foresaw the difficulty of main¬ taining order with Bobby in the room and cast him forth from Chem. lectures on more than one occasion. He made a tremendous impression with Coney, by appearing with commendable regu¬ larity at Calc, recitations only twenty minutes late. This same endearing charm also made him a great favorite with Reddy Ives. Reddy tried hard to reform him and at last found a remedy bjr placing him on probation. At Chaffins Bobby won the love and admiration of all his fellow-sufferers. Every one worked together to promote his best interests. Cold shower baths were provided for him during the quiet hours of the night and dainty morsels were directed to¬ ward him during meal hours Edward Vance General Science Born April 10, 1890, Kinsman, Ohio Prep. Worcester High School Truly the gods will strange things! Lizzie is an example of what Worcester can produce in times of depression and ever since the eventful morn of his wel¬ come on earth, he has been having an awful time finding himself. He started out to be a chemist, feeling all the time that he was an electric; in fact between Lizzie and Dr. Calhane, the Chemists are quite convinced that all natural phenomena of any importance are fun¬ damentally electric. But Eddie got tired of waiting for Electro-chemistry and found it was too late to be an Elec¬ tric, so he split the difference and called it G. S.—which might have stood for “Godsend” to the Electrics. But stranger things than these,—even stran¬ ger than Lizzie himself are to be told; the summer of Junior year, Eddie was an athletic instructor! Think of it! and that is not all; it was in a girl’s camp. Isn’t it the limit? Some of us know something about athletics and some of us are good-looking but we never had anything like such luck as that. But Eddie is some boy after all; if he was n’t so nervous and had a little wilder nature he would be just like the rest of us. 15 V Wyman Hasty Varney Mechanic Born December 13, 1889, Worcester, Mass. Prep. Worcester High School Should you see a stubby little fellow, who looks as if he were able to roll either sideways or endways with equal facility, coming out of the Mechanics Building it is pretty safe to say it is Wyman. Those broad shoulders look as if he had been brought up on slaughterhouse steak, but still we never managed to entice him into football for a living. During his four years at Tech he has distinguished himself in two ways: first by his intense and uninterrupted quiet; next by his ready smile and unfail¬ ing good nature having made him an agree¬ able rooming-mate. If you stop to think of it, it is really a pleasure to see that smile break on his face, like a moon¬ beam through a cloud over Elm Park. Even when marks momentarily seemed to threaten his existence on the Hill, the same ready smile would play across his face. And say! That explains the un¬ tiring, unfaltering devotion of one Wor¬ cester girl to one Worcester man,—just a smile. Sometimes we try to imagine the conversation when Wy-Wy calls on her, but having so little data, we give it up. Sometime when you ’re feeling blue, just go round and see the smile. It’s worth while. Anson Moulthrop Vibbert Electric Born January 23, 1889, Torrington, Conn. Prep. Torrington High School This dapper little man received the first fundamental principles of life in that little Connecticut hamlet that never turns out persons of common name, as can be seen by his unique, almost pa¬ thetic, collection of prefixes. He was slipped in on us when we were least expecting a display of this sort. The habit became strong, and ever since he has been trying to slip something over on us. Since entering “Tech” he has showed remarkable developments along many lines. All the requirements of a pefect artiste are his. At one time we were sure he would make a second Hammer- stein, with his theatrical ability coupled with his comedian spirit. The worm turned before any great damage had been done and we leave him trying to prove that the art of photography can be practiced by any simple minded person. Of late you never see this personage on the Hill unless accompanied by a tripod and a big case. To watch him beat it down the trail you would think that he was under contract to take pic¬ tures of the president’s cabinet, but to give our personal opinion, we think lie is trying to kid us along. 226 George Alfred Wightman Mechanic Born June 6, 1891, Holyoke, Mass. Prep. Huntington High School Here is a “Kalamazoo direct to you” although not in the form of a stove, but rather as a midnight oil burner. His present home is in Kalamazoo, although not always thus, for Huntington, Mass., was the place graced with the years of his youth. But such a change has come over our little Georgie in the four years at Tech! They have transformed him from the silent, heeding, always-ready-to-listen- and-learn Freshman, to the Senior who put the salt in the ocean. Taking thesis work with another senior who gave the ocean its salty taste, these two have no more to learn, and it is useless to try to tell or explain anything to them. It is easier for George to see the fatigue of a metal than of a human being. He sticks to a thing until it is done, casting aside all ideas of “early to bed and early to rise,” etc. Although not much of a “kidder,” he has been known to “kid-gloves,” “string-beans,” and claims to be the first fellow who ever saw a board-walk. Everybody will miss his salutations of “Warpy Doo,” and “Warpy Dingus.” Duties of society have never been able to get GAW away from his beloved “Poly Si” and Economics. Herbert George Wilson Civil Born March 20, 1890, St. Thomas, Quebec, Canada Prep. Clinton High School “Hello, scout,” “Morning, Pete.” “Say, old scout, got the Mechanics Problem? I ’ve wo rked it out in three or four dif¬ ferent ways, but I can’t seem to check anybody.” Thus, the morning saluta¬ tions. Pete learned in Poly Sci that his having been born in Canada has entirely eliminated his ever being eligible to run for the office of President of the U. S. A. Since that disheartening moment he has decided to quit Politics, but, on the other hand, he is taking a little interest in the movements of his “Uncle Woodrow.” “Tommie” Quirk christened him “Pete” because of his possessing characteristics not unlike those of Pete Wilson, who used to pitch for Hartford. During his Junior Year, Pete took up his abode with his old Clinton chum “Mildred” Parker, whereupon Howard Fullerton attempted to reform him, and Pete went into the Hash-house busi¬ ness under the name of Maguire Co., Limited. Pete has been constantly attended during his abode at Tech by his faithful servant “Boswell” who has recorded all the sayings and actions of our imita¬ tor of Dr. Johnson. m Si : - • 227 Harold Bigelow Woods KSA, T B n Chemist Born October 4, 1889, Hudson, Mass. Prep. Groton High School Woodsy came into this world with his mouth full of citric acid and ever since that day has been spitting forth sour thoughts, earning by his continual grumbling the name of “Grouch.” After sliding through Prep. School on his good looks, and wearing them all off in the process, he concluded that Tech had the best natured Organic in¬ structor in the world and therewith decided to make Chemistry his pas¬ time between engagements with Liz, Anne, May, etc., ad infinitum. About this time he was initiated into Kappa Xi Alpha. Through his ability to distinguish be¬ tween black and red (spades and dia¬ monds) he was a member of the Tau Beta Pi,—“Tobacco, Booze and Prayer,” as he interprets it. The Cosmopolitan Club attracted his attention as one of his lady friends was a Polander and he wished to show that he considered all nationalities. Among his scnoolmates he is best known by his grouch, his beauty, and his ability to show them the “White Elephant” in the big cities. Raymond Harvey Wulf 2 A E Mechanic Born Norwich, Conn., January 18, 1891 Prep. Norwich Free Academy Football (4) “Raymie,” “Hymer,” or “Wool-uf,” and sometimes Bill, increased the popula¬ tion of Norwich, Connecticut, by his august presence. After surviving many strenuous games of “shinny,” Ray entered the Norwich Academy which, by the way, he en¬ deavors to call the Norwich High School. This famous Institution gave Raymie a prep for Tech which has sent him through with flying colors until the depths of B. L. approached. Heed¬ less of warnings from his roommate of the previous year he stumbled twice, and as a result almost worried himself into hopeless depths of despair. Fortunately by sleeping every Tuesday night with “Gano” under his pillow we still have our smiling friend with us. Ray plays football and in the sea¬ son is always anxious for Saturday to come, that he might travel to Schenectady or Rensselaer or some other port where, according to his “pocket directory,” he is acquainted. In Spring time Raymie’s thoughts do not turn to thoughts of love. Why? Well, principally because it is an all¬ year-round affliction with him. 228 3 ii jWemoriam Marshall Gleason Warren Bom January 23, 1891 Died May 3. 1911 William Carl Engstrom Born July 8, 1891 Died May 2, 1912 229 - f The Dictograph in Boynton Hall Introduction —The Aftermath Committee arranged for the use of a dictograph , with the following results: 5 desired to obtain information about what transpired in the Civil department, so the dictograph was carefully concealed in Room 19, Boynton Hall, on a certain morning when Professor French, Kink of the Christian En- deavorers (C. E,’s), had a class. Promptly at 10 o’clock Professor French entered the room. (The observer at the dictograph knew it to be Prof, because he took just two steps from the door to the front of the room, a distance of 30 feet, and nobody on the hill but Prof could perform that “feet.”) As the last bell rang the sounds of scraping feet and boisterous laughter told of the entrance of the class which happened to be the seniors. A hush falls upon the assembly as Prof is evidently engaged in taking the attendance and the class is engaged in preparing the lesson. “Mr. Pease here?” is heard from the Kink. Just then a door is heard to open and from the sound it is easy to tell that Pease had “arrove.” “Turning to the lesson for to-day,—Mr. Bacon, what is the safe working value of structural steel in tension?” Bacon promptly an¬ swers, “64,000 pounds per square inch.” “Oh THUNDER! Mr. Bacon, you ’re way off. Why, if you put up a building designed for 64,000 pounds in the steelwork, you’d have to take off your shoes when you went in and be sure to spit out the window instead of on the floor. ,-- 230 ■ Now Mr. Bradford, what’s your guess?” “16,000 pounds.” “Good,” from the Prof; “you men have the hardest luck when it comes to guessing of any bunch I ever saw. Mr. Brouwers, what are the most important steps to be taken in the design of a truss bridge?” Pete replies: “The first and most important step is to determine the stresses in the members, then—” “Wrong, finding the stresses is the least of the difficulties to be solved, why, it is a mere bagatelle. You men think that because it takes five or six hours for you to figure the stresses in a simple truss that I give you to do in two hours, that you are up against a stiff proposition, but that is the simplest work done in a bridge office; any high school kid could do it and do it better than any of you, and that leads me to remark right here that that test in masonry we had yesterday was about the most asinine proceeding I ever saw pulled off. Why the Electrics did better than you did, and they are the poorest bunch I ever had in my fourteen years’ ex¬ perience. Now I have a few lantern slides which I would like to show the class. They are mostly diagrams of different dam-sections.” The sound of the curtains’ being lowered came over the wire and the hubbub in the room sounded like noises from a livery stable. This ceased suddenly and Prof was heard to say, “now figure 1, up at the left, is the elevation of the New Croton dam. Here is a dam—(sound of falling papers, probably Prof’s notes)—here is a dam—(more falling papers)—I think that last word would most fittingly express my feel¬ ings at the present instant.” The curtains were raised to the accom¬ paniment of more racket, and Prof continued, “the hour is most up, so I think I will let the rest of the slides go till to-morrow. I might as well state here that you fellows need n’t wait to hear from the Office this month about your work in this department, for I can tell you that it’s highly unsatisfactory and unless about 75% of you wake up there won’t be more than ten of you graduate, but, in the words of Eva Tan- guay, I don’t care, Pve used the same methods with success for twenty years and I don’t think the trouble is with me. I hope you will think this over before it is too late, and if you aren’t putting in your two hours a day on this work, you have n’t a ghost of a show to get by me. I tell you this to remind you that if you’re playing the dam fool and know it, why keep it up, you ’re all right. But if you ’re a dam fool and don’t know it, you ’re in a sad state of affairs. The next lesson will be articles 253 to 375 taking in pages 206 to 294. That’s sufficient.” The class withdrew silently, but even over the wire came the feeling of gloom. 231 OLLOWING Professor French’s class was one in Water Supply under Professor Ives. After Prof had pronounced the benediction, the men piled out leaving the room practically silent. The first sounds coming to the faithful observer on duty at the dictograph were those associated with the entrance of a very heavy person. Next, the windows were opened and the heavy person turned and slowly left the room. A few stragglers entered and presently somebody said in a large stage whisper, “Hey! put it on top of the door.” Then from somebody else, “Whose is it?” “Marsell’s.” Next in the stage whisper came, “What’ll we do with Nett’s?” “Up in the transom.”—followed by laughter which nearly obliterated the sound of Reddy’s return. Suddenly Marsell was heard to shout, “Where the—” and Nettle- ton followed by, “Who the—.” Reddy’s voice then broke in, “The lesson for next time will be articles 10 to 85. Be able to deduce the formulas in article 15.” “Does that go up to 85 or through it?” “Now Mr. Marsell, I always mean including, when I give out a lesson that way. Now I have here a few references which are to be found in the department library. These have been collected from time to time since I have been taking the ' curse’ in Water Supply,—that is about four years. Along back when I first came to the Institute ’fessor French had the Water Supply course, but we decided that to make it successful I would have to take the curse, so I have been reading up the literature on the subject and I’ve joined the N. E. W. W. Assoc., so I feel quite competent to teach it.” It might be said by way of explanation that Prof Ives was never known to take up a sub¬ ject for the first time with a class, without apologizing for teaching it. “Now, Mr. Bradford, how did the Ancient Romans get their water supply?” “Why-er they-er got it in large quantities and-er they-er; do you mean where did it come from?” “I mean in what— Question, Mr. McLean?” “Can you tell me if there is such a thing as private ownership of sewers in this country?” “I don’t just recall, Mr. McLean, but that’s a good point. I ’ll just make a note of that and report in a few days. Now, Mr. Bradford, I was about to—Mr. Lorion?” “Is there anything scientific in the location of water by means of a witch hazel stick?” “Wall, that is a little out of the lesson, but I have a reference to that and we ’ll have it in a report exercise soon, probably two weeks from some Thursday. I ’ll give that to somebody to report on, Mr. Lorion. Now, Mr. Bradfoord, I was—(laughter was heard from the class at this point, evidently provoked by the pronunciation of 232 V Mr. Bradford’s name with the longO) I beg your pardon, Mr. Bradford, that’s a habit I got while in Western Pennsylvania. I often find myself talking Pennsylvania Dutch and Western Scotch. Mr. Schofield?” “How do you account for the action of geysers?” “Why-er that is a subject that I am not up on very well, but I should say that they worked like the auto¬ matic flush tanks in the sewers.” “How do you account for those that give hot water and cold alternately?” “I can’t say as to that, Mr. Pease. Now we ’ve got to get back to the lesson or we won’t get through at the end of the term, as I had blocked out the assignments. Now, Mr. St. Jacques, will you derive the formula for the pressure on the bottom of a rain gauge after it has been raining for 24 hours.” “The pressure is y2gh.” “No, you don’t get the question. I think I will leave that till next time and take the remainder of this hour to derive the formulas for the temperature stresses in a lead-pipe house-connection.” Then followed such a collection of bull that the wire failed to carry it. About ten minutes after the closing bell, Reddy said, “Any remarks, questions, criticisms? That’s all.” The reader will doubtless wonder at the questions asked by members of the class in the first part of the quiz, which were entirely foreign to the subject and in order to clear this up it might be said that the Civil department has an honor roll, although it is not published in the Tech News or the Only, like the Mechanical department honor roll, and hence the fact is not generally known. In order to have his name placed on this list it is necessary for a man to keep Prof. Ives “bulling” on some subject not in the lesson for at least five minutes. The following are the members of the Senior Civil “bunch” who have qualified for the honor roll: R. A. Bacon C. C. Bradford P. W. Brouwers A. C. Burwell J. A. Canton Ed. Dahill J. W. Donovan M. S. Fogerty A. H. Gridley R. B. Leonard A. J. Lorion T. F. Manning P. A. Marsell C. O. McCully A. McLean E. A. Nettleton N. F. Nutter N. D. Pease A. B. Schofield F. A. Simmons E. C. St. Jacques R. G. Trumbull H. G. Wilson The above is a pretty good showing for a division of 23 men and we challenge the Mechanics to duplicate it. •H 4 . 233 Dictograph in Organic Lab RASH! That was the first thing that met our ears as we picked up the receiver, followed by the words, “Damn it. There’s another flask gone to the deuce.” At this point Truscott’s voice rose in one of his dirges, but ended in a choking sound followed by Cliff’s voice, “Darn you, if you can’t sing anything cheerful, shut up.” “Story! story!” came the cry and a scuf¬ fling of feet was heard across the lab. “A fellow went to Boston one day,”—“Cheese it, here’s Hughie.” The door opened amid the silence and Woods shuffled into the room. “Hello Woods, where’ve you been?” “Hey, Woods, Gosh, what a breath! You must have been mixing ’em again!” “Say, who’s got my graduate? If you men would get out some apparatus I wouldn’t have to furnish —” “Here it is,—L. C. put it on my desk.” And then Cliff was saying “Gee, I tell you it’s an awful job to bring up children,” followed by a whirring noise. Then a voice “I’ll be good, Pa.” “Onward Christian soldiers, marching as to war—” ended in a gargling noise, as someone directed a stream of water into his mouth. Bang! and amid the ensuing silence we heard Hill speak. “Cripes, this steam is either always on or off.” At this moment the door was heard to open and silence followed. “I wish the men would be more careful about the condition of apparatus which they return to the stockroom. Every vestige of soot, grime, grease, mire, dirt, dust or other unclean material must be removed from the walls, bottoms, sides, necks, covers or tops of apparatus.” Door slammed, and a unified “Hell!” came noisily over the wire. Forge Dictograph ELL, poys, and how is you to-day? Veil, I’m glad to hear dat,” was the first thing that purred its way over the wires, followed by, “Let’s see, de next ting ve taks up is a hook; I want to show chust a liddle bid aboud making dis ting. First ve taka a pice of steel aboud 60 point carbon and heat id to de velding heat, den ve bend id fort an back ofer de horn of de anvil taking care to hit it vid de peen of de hammer.” Over the wires came the steely ring of a hammer 234 broken by—“Dere now, boys, dats de vay to make a hook. I remember von time, I von a box of cigars making dose hooks. A man sid to me, ‘John, I bed you a box of cigars dat you can ' t mak fifteen of dose in a hour. ' Do you know vat 1 did? I made sixteen, bud I ain’t got dose cigars yet. Now poys, chust a minute vile I get a noder piece of stock. Immediately followed a splashing noise and Pet ' s voice lamenting the condition of his cap. The Dictograph in Electric Lab 1.30 {Most any afternoon.) OUND of instrument room windows opening. Eddie Vance: “I want a 5 H. P. ammeter, a D. C. frequency meter, and a 30,000 ohm speed- counter. Prof. Knight: “What experiment are you on to-day? Eddie: “I don ' t know; it ' s the one Thomas and Lindsay had last week. Vibbert will be back in a minute—he ' s gone to ask them how many circuit-breakers we need. 1.50 P. M. “Who’s burning insulation? Hey, Smith, your motor ' s too hot. “Look at Freddy’s meter—say, that’s a 110 volt meter, Fred. “No, it WAS a meter, it ' s a piece of junk now; how much do Weston meters cost, anyway? “Zump, goes a circuit breaker—sound of machine stopping. Terrific stamping of feet. “Did you see Joe jump? “Mr. Vibbert please remove that short circuit so we can start the generator again. Where ' s Mr. Vance? “Eddie had some work to do, so he ' s gone home. 2.45 P. M. “Please O. K. this Mr. Stearns. “Oh, yes, we under¬ stand the connections perfectly. 235 - An Armature Scrap NOW VOLT and AMP were once old chums, And might have been for life BUT AMPERE, silly, wretched fool, Was jealous of his wife. He tore his hair, he gnashed his teeth, He said he’d ought to beat her, Since M1KE-ROFARAD ROTOR notes To get the VOLT-A-METER. ELECTRODE AMPERE twenty WATTS, And AMPERE had a date To meet him at the baseball park— When VOLT came out the gate. “You TWO-PHASED wretch,” he shouted out, “I like your IMPEDANCE If I could meet you after dark You’d pay for this offence.” “Let’s fight a JOULE,” quoth doughty VOLT, “Since fighting is your style, ON HENRY’S COMMU-TATOR patch, Behind the THERMOPILE.” “To-morrow morn at dawn, I choose To end your damned existence, And I ’ll persuade the COPPER, that He offer no RESISTANCE.” Next morn at five found VOLT and AMP, Accompanied by their wives, Prepared, with OHM for referee, To battle for their lives. The fight commenced; round one was on, With A. C. CURRENT LEADING, Till VOLTAGE blackened up his LAMPS And had the AMP a-pleading. Round two—“The COPPER’S here,” cried all, It proved to be, instead, A BARE CONDUCTOR, at which sight, The women turned and fled. 236 The AMPERE was unsteady, till He landed one—Kerrflop! Right on the STATOR FLUXUS, And VOLTAGE took a DROP. The VOLTAGE, rising, then essayed A strong NORTH POLE to seize, And, crying “DIELECTRIC, die,” Smote AMPERE to the knees. “1 ’m DYNE,” gasped AMP, while voltage laughed, And, with his pal the OHM, HE BLEW the FUSES to the drinks— At twelve was carried home. Now AMPERE died, and Mrs. AMP Was stricken ill in bed, And ’spite the nurse and doctor’s care Grew worse and worse, they said. The nurse one morning left the room, Returning sometime later, Found Mrs. A. had disappeared, They think the RADIATOR. I hope the moral to this tale Will for the rime atone, ’Tis—“Love thy neighbor as thyself, But leave his wife alone.” ■ 237 ■H Notes On A Chemist’s Day UGHIE enters the laboratory at one minute past eight with the corners of his mouth drawn down and the chemists, observing the familiar look, immediately try to think what they can do that will look natural. Brownie has an enormous side-necked filter flask set up and he hastily turns on the water. Being near the door, Beily lights on him first: “ Filtering with suction, Mr. Brown ?” he asks. The answer is too obvious. Brownie pauses long enough to swallow the answer that he is trying to precipitate a few grams of sky with ammonia, and then says meekly, “Yes, Sir.” No one at Clough’s desk, so: “Ah-h-h-h, Mr. Steele, has Mr. Clough been in yet?” Receiving a negative reply Hatchet-face leans over and buttons up Clough’s desk. Then he spots Truscott, “OH ah-h-h-h, Mr. Truscott, now see! You have that ring entirely too high for filtering. See, those two valuable drops that have spattered on the desk? Now, you must recover those before proceeding any farther. (Mounts the platform.) “Ah-h-h-h, I want to ah-h call the attention of the men to the laxity you manifest in the scientific manipulation of the apparatus, ah-h. Now Mr. Truscott is doing what he realizes is ah-h-h erroneous, but he is unwilling to expend the mental energy, ah-h-h requisite to ah-h-h moving the ring lower down — Where is Mr. Woods?” No one answers, so Walter L. prances down and snaps the locks on that one. Then he finds a knife sticking in Mlejnek’s desk and inquires for the owner. V. J. claims it as his and Hughie says, “Now, ah-h-h I’m going to give you a little lesson ah-h-, suppose you had a mahogany tab-” But Mlejnek heads him off. “I wouldn’t stick a knife in a table.” And then Old Sleuth is out for the doer of the evil deed. No one owns up, for the “doer” glides hastily into the research lab and waits till no one owns up and then returns. Every one is looking appealingly at Steele, and he comes to the rescue and during the lull in the storm, he asks The Detective something about rubber and the class breathes a sigh of relief. 238 2 THE TECH NOISE Tech Noise Published whenever the Editors choose by The Tech Noise Asso¬ ciation, W. P. I. Not owned or operated by anyone in particular. Sworn to before John Mitchell Notary Public Business End Peas Cracked Corn Frozen Fog Editorial Board “Bull” Editor-in-Chief More Bull Ass’t Ed. Wormsbee Ass’t Ed. Whitler Dept. Ed. Editorial This is the Hell Num¬ ber! Don’t it look it? Don’t you think we are running some paper con¬ sidering our conveniences? Some day we’ll be out of debt. The last game was a great disappointment to us. The team recklessly disregarded all precedents and won. We see no ex¬ cuse for this at all. Every man on the Hill is familiar with Tech’s custom of los¬ ing and we believe these old customs should be up¬ held. The traditions of the school should be sacred to both individuals and teams. The Faculty,— this swear word is becom¬ ing more popular every day. Personally, the News feels that the Faculty pays altogether too little attention to the demands made in its columns. Nothing has been done toward complying with our demands. The stu¬ dent body should uphold us whether it thinks we are justified or not. We know we are right and it is up to you to assist us. We believe you are all dead-heads and that the editors are the only live men on the Hill. There, Now! We appeal to the Fac¬ ulty to attend the Com¬ mencement exercises. Their presence would lend dignity to the exercises; besides, we believe they should attend at least one Tech Function a year, and this will be the last oppor¬ tunity this year for many of them. Materials of Construc¬ tion Course or “Curse” is raising too much havoc with the Chemists. They don’t care a picayune about the course and Prof. Nelson should let them by. If he continues his present method, there will be no graduating chemists. Due to the activity of the Editor, the Senior Chemists now enjoy the use of the elevator. This goes up so slowly that the men are able to kill a great deal more time than was possible under the old sys¬ tem of walking up. Weather Threatening Top floor of Salisbury lab indicates trouble brewing. It seems that a false impression has been gain¬ ing ground on the Hill. To clear this up, we may say that the present price of peanuts has nothing to do with the high price of meat. Notice For the first correct so¬ lution of the puzzle pic¬ ture found elsewhere in this book, a package of “Hill’s” Breakfast Food— 10c. size, will be awarded. This food is recommended by the Worcester Poor Food Show.— Editor. For Sale Two tickets for Tech Show, behind post, out of sight of stage. Wanted Two deaf, dumb and blind mutes to act as wit¬ nesses at a wedding. H. B. Woods. 239 Bulling on the Bullevard with B. A. Read, Fred, Charlie, George and Me “Sch-sch- (like a triple expansion Corliss exhausting), and the class has a general proposition on its hands. Now we will take the proposition of the adiabatic expansion,—What! From the tempera¬ ture—entrophy chart, how about that, class? We see that there 1201 3 B. T. U. at the boiler pressure, and at the exhaus-how many of you men are going to attend the lecture to-night-what? Sch-sch- (and a snort). They is many ways of doing it.” Burrrrrrrr. (Other classes are just settling down to work) and a year now stares us in the face. “—t they is 931.7 B. T-how’s that-.U?” Then we get-“Now you men want to get out, as I told Fred in Boston—Yes, we can get in the Edison plant—What!—you men must take notes, the class last year took notes, how that class, sch-sch-” The stealthy steed, Sam, the detective, arrived. “Take a vacuum pump on an engine—what would be the efficie-now you men don’t know how lawyers fight each other in the court room and then go out the best of friends and eat dinner together. When I was on the stand sch-sch- my friend spoke as if he wanted to eat me, and at the recess we went out together and joked. How’s that? Yes, PV to the nth power will—any other questions? Take the general proposition sch-sch- of the work done during the expansion of air from 200 pounds to-a boiler horse¬ power is the evaporation sch-sch- of 34.5 pounds of water at 212° F. to and from annat.-What?-the price of grates is many,—take these down. They might come in handy for-1 don’t like to tell you about taking-when we were up in New Hampshire the boys liked to come around to the house, and we would sit around and -What you men want to look out for in boiler engineer examination, for the State, is these questions, they is many. How about that, Bal- com?” A very weak affirmative comes from the detective in the rear of the room. Brrrrrrrr. (The classes are now going home to their nice, warm, noonday meal.) “The fine point of the absorption system are that it-what?-yes-sch-sch—how’s that?—The lesson for next time will be all about engines and you men want to make speci-no, yes, that brings us to the heat of the liquid, take the entropy, and the heat of evaporation, what?—yes—if the superheat and the quality of 240 the steam,-1 must hurry as I must arrange with Charlie for you fellows. I don’t know what is the matter with you boys, when I say, ‘class excused you swish, and almost get blocked in the door. Why don’t you stay and ask some questions? Balcum, will you answer any questions they fellows might want to ask, I what—how’s that?— I must get the one o’clock train.” U i i What ye sittin’ on, Chimmy?” On B. A.’s reputation as a teacher! 241 16 _ 242 From the Editor’s Correspondence Y dear Tristjq—I am enclosing a short inspira¬ tion which your suggestion fostered, not as anything final, but to submit it to your critical eye in hopes that you will be able to make or suggest some improvements in it. I am not one of those poets we read about, who are taken short with poetry at the plough and needs must hasten to the house to jot down their thoughts before the bubbling fount of verse o’erflows and causes water on the brain. Nay, verily; any success I may have in this field will be after the invention of a rhyming slide-rule. The only inspiration I have at present costs about $5.00 a quart, and at the moment of writing, I couldn’t pajr the first install¬ ment on a clay pipe. Hoping you will use your usual good judgment and your blue pencil freely, 1 am Yours, old scout, Rocky. Spaulding (mechanics): “How many got 2 3 n r 2 .” Trumbull: “I didn’t get that,—I got 4 6 n r 2 .” Woods (after trip to Milk Station): “The most interesting process we saw was the preparation of ‘mortified’ milk for the use of babies.” Bonnet : “Twice a year we have this annual turnover.” Hill: “Look at my proofs, Germany.” Germany: “Gosh! does Bushong think he’s making cartoons?” Truscott: “Dr. Jennings, do you know what the current is out here on this line? Dr. Jennings: “I think ah-h it is thirty volts.” Pease: “r-!: $%” Spaulding: “I don’t understand your answer. Pease: “Neither do I.” 244 Jenny: “Is the maker liable, Mr. Armour?” Armour: “No. He is.” Prof. Ives (speaking of money market in economics): “What two kinds of stocks are there?” Manning: “Rolling stock and stationary stock.” CLARENCE ARIZONA BROCK WITH THE MECHANICAL ENGINEERING DEPT. WORCESTER POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE Red Mac (In descript): “We should know that just as well as we know the formula for water, -er-r-let’s see, -HO, isn’t it?” Wheaton: “They have rather large small rollers in here with perforated holes in them.” According to the Chemistry Department: Dust is anything ad¬ hering to the surfaces of apparatus when it is obtained at the stock- room. Dirt is anything adhering to the same surfaces when they are returned. Dr. Jennings (lecturing): “The amount of KCN necessary to pro¬ duce death is proportional to the bulk of the intended victim.” Clough: “Gosh, Truscottandl could commit suicide on a pound; Truscott just look at it, and I take the rest.” Prof. French: “I was once on a job as inspector of bricklaying; some one asked me if I ever laid brick and when I said ‘No’, he asked me how I could expect to inspect bricklaying never having laid any. I told him I could n’t lay an egg either, but I knew a bad one when I saw it.” Class Meeting Extract, Lindsay elucidates at great length and Clough in the chair says: “I accept your apology.” ■ 245 Jenny: “The electrics get their knowledge by induction.” Adams: “We can even play checkers by mail, can’t we?” Dahill: “Chess.” Piggy Bird: “We will now take up an example on the cost of concrete.” Marsell: “A concrete example, Professor?” THIS INCIDENT IS AUTHENTIC,—NOT SYNTHETIC Scene. M. E. lab. Davy Gallup in overalls working on his Blitzen. Enter a Freshman having Boiler Practice, and addressing Davy. “Hey there! Have you a monkey wrench?” Davy: “What do you think this is, a stockroom?” Hands him a wrench. Fresh: “Well you need n’t get so damn snotty about it.” Davy: “All right.” 246 --- Observations, Computations, Damnations, PHYSICS PHYSICS PHYSICS, Red hot stuff, Taught by Duff, That’s enough. Jimmy Armour tried to convince Joe Phelon that the delta con¬ nections were all right, if a voltameter lit up when placed at any union of the wires. Hill: “Tar was used to paint postsand piles.” Schmidt: “I generally weigh myself before I go away and when I come back and—” French: “And you generally find you ’ve picked up something while away.” French: “It don’t make any difference whether the wound is in the tropics or not.” Lorion (in Framed Structures): “Would the principles be altered if a live load took the place of a dead one?” Prof. French: “Not if the live load were a line of (Flys)?????? A Syllogism: “Some men booze; I booze; therefore, 1 am some man.” “Never mind, fellows, we’ll all be Skulls when we die.” Jenny: “Some of these F’s this month are merely conventional. The alphabet does n’t go far enough to express the real value of the work. Auburn: “Why Ralph your eyes are blue to-night!” Tristy: “I splashed some CuSCh solution in them to-day and it crvstallized out.’ w Dr. Bonnet: “The iron hydroxyl-” Pearson (in debate): “I will show—” “My colleague will attempt to show—” 247 Poly Sigh Lecture. Snow comes in about ten minutes late; Prof. Haynes waits patiently for the noise to subside and then remarks:— “There ' s another track man.” A freshmans Dilemma Wkal Course Skoll TTakc? C j rr?. Jz cc. Alech. Civil Ansn ir: C n. A Senior Chinns! s 2) lemma Wka+ Course Skall I Take? Jenny: “In the case of bath-tubs it has been questioned if re¬ straint of trade was not desirable. Prof. French: “Some people are damn fools and insist on being damn fools while others are damn fools and don ' t know it; these latter are to be pitied. Jenny: “What fixes the price of George Washington ' s autograph? Junior: “It depends on who painted it. Prof. Haynes: “Roosevelt says Honesty is the best policy— by 10%. 248 Bullard says his father has been overseer of the poor ever since he was born. Prof. Pierce: “Well, I guess I did make a damn fool of myself. Whenever I mark a line, D-F, I do something foolish. It might just as well mean darn fine, but it never works out that way with me.” i Prof. Bird (alter drawing bottles on the board to illustrate his point): “All right; as long as you can see it that way, we ' ll bring you up on the bottle.” We don’t blame Dr. Calhane a bit for confusing the Standard Oil Co. and the U. S. Government. Prof. Duff on performing delicate addition of one solution to another): “Of course sometimes I get a drop too much in!” Dr. Jennings: “Where does Glycolic acid get its name?” Coburn: “Well it occurs in unripe fruit so I guess maybe it is connected with colic in that way.” Beilie: “Now supposing a visitor should—” Punk: “Really, gentlemen, I am sorry.” (Something goes wrong): “Well gentlemen I am sorry.” (Drops tube): “Now that’s too bad; I am sorry.” (Flask breaks): “I’m sorry, gentlemen, I ’ll have to show you that experiment to-morrow.” Quantitative: “Any one got any frigging paper?” Schmidt:—“manganous sulphate—Mg 2 SC 4 .” Tierney: “Whenever I see a young fellow coming out of a saloon, I feel sorry for him, and go up and put my arm around his shoulder and say, ‘My friend, you are going the wrong way; turn around before it is too late.’ ” Who’s your colored friend, Ed? 249 - At the smoker. Ding: “At such gatherings as this we get better acquainted with each other. Soon we will be calling the head of the department ‘Bill’.” Piggy: “I’ve got a worse name than that.” Overcoming fU Cussadness Bobby: “Well, I don’t know as I would say that exactly.” Dutchy: “Imagine yourself suspended by a rope.” Clough had just left the laboratory to go down to the furnace when Hughie leaned over the railing: “Ah-h-h, Mr. Clough, where are you going?” Clough: “Going down street to get the police force in terms of copper.” -4 250 Jenny (speaking of awnings and city ordinances): Mr. Briggs and 1 have made some informal measurements as to the height of awnings, and have come to the conclusion that many of them are not according to law.” French (excitedly in debate): “Why, the navy gets into every¬ thing; even calculus has its N Sin.” Donovan: “Well, you would n’t soften drinking water with soap would you?” Roys: “Take a pile, er-r-r or a telephone pole; maybe you are more familiar with them.” Briggs (T. R.): “Oh! well, this is a bum diagram.” It is rumored that Professor French has purchased a farm in Sterling so that in case Prof Ives’ supply runs out, said farm will furnish enough bull to keep Railroads and Water Supplies going. The Title ofThis Picture Will Be Foun£ . In The Advertisik Section 251 Coburn and Truscott were arguing about their respective alti¬ tudes: “Well I ’mtall enough to get by the militia” snapped Truscott. “You are not 7 came the retort, “You ’re barely tall enough to get by at the Bay State 7 Nelson: “You observe there is a 2% elongation in area. This is very remarkable ’ Nahikian (to Dr. Jennings): “You know any one in the world can be a Professor, Dr. Jennings.” Bonnet (to Civils and Chemists, thinking of Civils): “Turbidity is something we ALL can see.” Nelson: “ ‘Auto mo-bull’ shafts are made from this.” Danny: “What about the temperature?” Germany: “I tank she boil.” CURSERY RIME Sing a song of sixpence Pocket full of rye— That’s the way to carry it When the town is dry. 252 Bobby: “How much KMn0 4 in an N 10 solution?” Schaefer: “3 point one-four-one six,—oh no, it’s pi I’m thinking of.” Dr. Bonnet: “It is estimated that a typhoid death is worth $10,000.” Guess G. A. Hill lost a chance to be worth something. Prof. Bird: “Supposing a flood crept up under your cupola furnace and began to rise up the legs, what would you do, Mr. Clough?” Clough (with visions of molten iron, hydrogen and oxygen): “I’d run like the devil.” The Chemists taking foundry were a joke. Of a two-hour period, Johnny French would spend the first hour taking notes and the second hour crossing them out. Prof. Duff: “Give an example of a strain, Mr. Armour.” Jimmy: “Do you mean a physical manifestation, visible to the eye?” Prof. Duff: “Yes.” Jimmv: “The Glee Club.” Schaefer (in Parcel Post Debate): “Dogs under twelve could be sent through the mail.” Hugo Schmidt (same debate): “Your wife would like to receive a lace dodad that had come through the mail with a dog on one side and a package of Limburger cheese on the other.” Nelson: “The maximum ultimate strength is 114,520 lbs. and elastic limit at 750°,—a difference of 100°.” Bobby: “What is an artificial fertilizer, Mr. Schaefer?” Schaefer: “Oh-err-- one that is made artificially.” Varney was dreaming peacefully when Prof. Bird asked: “Mr. Varney, what is an arbor.” Varney: “Anne Harbor is a summer resort and—” Prof. Bird: “That’s plenty, thank you.” 253 b- CURSERY RIMES Mary wore a Harem skirt And when she left the door, The whole town gasped, they’d never seen So much of her before. I rose with great alacrity To offer her my seat: ’Twas a question whether she or I Should stand upon my feet. Mother, may I go out to swim? Yes, my darling daughter. I know a girl with such a limb Won’t go near the water. A taste for painting? I don’t know; He may perhaps be full of it He did his best to paint a cow, And—well? He made a bull of it. 254 Prof. Phelon: “You men want to remember to distribute your load evenly!’’ Class Election. After eight names have been put on the board as candidates, a voice in the back of the room calls; “Mr. President, I nominate the rest of the class.” Vance would hand in a couple of problems in trig done on about forty loose sheets of paper; Bagley would look at them in disgust and ask him what he tore the binding off the book for. (Mlejnek, telling about Salt Lake): “Why, the brine is so con¬ centrated that if a man jumps in, it leaves a hole behind him for an hour before it fills up again.” History Repeats Itself. In 1910, Prof. Conant said: “Yes, I know a great many of us are led astray by something pretty.” Calhane: “Any more questions on the milk station?” Schmidt: “How many pounds of pyrites did those Herreschoff burners use?” 255 Dr. Jennings (to Fred): “Be just as disagreeable as you can!” French: “Northern and Southern Pine may be distinguished by the locality in which they grow.” Senior Electric: “Is it necessary for a moto r to stop before reversing?” 256 V Three Reams of Bull, or The Way It Was Done The Time—Any Tuesday night. The Place—Any room provided with a few easy chairs and a couple of lounges. The Girl—Out in the park. Dramatis Personae Tristy, Editor-in-chief (banging typewriter) Rocky, Assistant editor (on lounge) Ric, 2nd ditto (on ditto) Ned, 3rd ditto (in easy chair) Jim, 4th ditto (in ditto) Silk Hat Hany, 5th ditto (out fussing) One-half of the Twins, Art editor (casting other’s drawings into waste basket) Freddy, Extra help (taking dictation) Acts Scene Tristy: “Well, fellows, you might as well get busy on that his¬ tory, as you’ve got to finish before you go home.” Rocky: “All right! Let’s see, where did we leave of?” Freddy: “He just left off eating the cheese sandwich.” Rocky: “Oh yes, ' next day’(quoting) ' recovered cheese sandwich’.” Tristy: “Come on, fellows, what do you think you are writing, a piece for the Telegram?” Ned: “Say, this is a pretty good picture, but—” Tristy (grabbing picture): “Say, what the H-, that hasn’t got anything to do with history.” Tristy: “Who are we going to dedicate this book to? I’ll read over the list: Prof.-” interruption. “Prof.-” interruption. “Please interrupt together, gentlemen.” Freddy: “Say, I think this would be easier if we divided this up and each got a year.” “Yes, but we never get credit for what we do do.” 17 257 •f General chorus: “Do do.” Ric: “Say, for the love of Mike, Jim, say something. I knew when we started this I’d have to do it all.” One-half Twin: “Now this picture would be better if it was turned upside down and retouched.” Ric: “Let’s see, what’s that last date?” Freddy: “How do you spell secretary?” Rocky: “Long e as in itch?” One-half Twin: “Well, so long, fellows, I’ve got to go home.” Ric: “Let’s see, what was that last date?” Rocky: “Say, fellows, I heard a story to-day.” All together: “Shoot.” (Business of telling story of Y. M. C. A. popular.) Tristy: “Fellows, you’ve got to get this written.” Rocky: “All right, we’ll have the fellow go home smoking a cigarette and when his mother gives him hell, the old man will say, ‘Hell-ma, cigarettes are all right.’ ” Chorus of groans. Ric: “Come on, Ned, why don’t you say something?” Jim: “Who’s got a cigarette? All right now” (quoting) “ ‘Next day went to bed at usual time.’ ” Tristy: “For the love of tripe, Jim, go back to sleep.” Rocky: “Say, fellows, I’ve got another story.” Chorus: “Shoot it.” ????? ft Ric: “Ah, gee, fellows, why don’t you go home and let a fellow go to bed? It’s one o’clock.” Tristy (to receding mob): “Well, all right, but remember this stuff has got to be finished or we will lose our jobs.” 258 4 ■•f 259 4 glcknotolebgment We wish to express our sincere appreciation of the assistance and advice received from members of the Faculty, from the under classmen who have contributed to the book., an d espe¬ cially from the Commonwealth Press and the Carlton Engraving Co. 260 Argumentation realization -or.- clxit-ation i Smj] ■- V : mm. M , : i ; ■ ' ant in the World w 1 vZv ’ : ' t x - . 5 72 miles I flat belting t . of tannery Annual ou , BELTINC Washers (Steamproof) (Waterproof) ial Planer (Waterproof) Heart, GraKnight Dynamo Extra Short Lap Pryzoak SPECIAL BELTS — Round, “V LACE LEATHER STRAPS Blanket Trunk Skate Mill. etc. ackings Shafting Rings Hand Leathers Pump Leathers Automobile Leathers trade: mark Halters Horseshoe Pads BELT CEMENT SHOE SUPPLIES Insoles Counters Box Toes Welting We Graton CBb Knight Mfg. Co. 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Birds of a Feather “What are you going, dear?” asked the little girl’s rootner, as she paused to look at some very strange marks the child was making on a piece of paper. “I’m writing a letter to Lillie Smith,” was the answer. “But, my dear,” laughed the mother, “you don’t know how to write.” “Oh, that doe. n’t matter, mother! Lillie doesn’t know how to read.” — Tit-Bits. 3 See A. Jackson The College Tailor For Your Next Suit or Overcoat Prices Moderate and Satisfaction Guaranteed Room 4 112 Front Street Worcester, Massachusetts Our Purpose T o so sell each article that it will reflect only credit upon the name KENNEY-KENNEDY. To be a little more generous in Value Giving than the other fellow. To satisfy each customer so thorough¬ ly that he will gladly recommend our merchandise to his friends. To refund purchase price or adjust claims as cheerfully as to make initial sales. To have the good will of all by deserving it. Kenney-Kennedy Co. 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Corner Broadway at 54th Street, near 50th Street Subway and 53d Street Elevated An Order = Young lady art student (entering a ten-cent store): “Do you keep camel’s- hair brushes?” Salesman (aside): “Ikie, bring up dose lion brushes dat we ordered for de circus people.” (To lady): “And, madam, vould you like a toothbrush?” Art student (indignantly): “What for?” “For de camel!” Ingenuous Marion came to the breakfast table late, and was scanned by the reproachful eyes of her mother. “Did that young man kiss you last night, Marion?” “Now, mother,” said the very pretty girl, with a reminiscent smile, “do you suppose that he came all the way from Blue Rock to hear me sing?” — Lipjrincott’s. JP 8 A Railway Wreck o He lies amid a railroad wreck, In calm and smiling rest, One stranded car against his neck, The engine on his breast. He sleeps the sleep that kens no care, No haunting dream of dread; He will not wake, like us, to share In the fierce fight for bread. Yet in his rare, celestial sleep, If, as mayhap, he dreams, The world of his enchantment deep With fairy fancies teems. Visions more strange than ever played Pranks in a poet’s brain Without a shade of doubt pervade His wondrous dream domain. I cast on him an envious glance, Amid that wreck serene. His beauty and his calm enhance The humor of the scene. Humor amid a wreck to see? The riddle’s easy read: He took, that elf that dwells with me, His “chu-chu” train to bed .—Tit Bits. Unanswerable Questions Why doth the little busy girl Pile on her pretty head A switch, a puff, a bird, a curl, Of ladies who are dead? Why doth she then with calm delight Perch up on top of that A most absurd bombastic fright, A horror of a hat? Why doth she then her pretty shape Hide in a luckless gown That hath no graceful curves to drape! It’s only up and down. Why doth she hie herself to lunch, Study the bill of fare, And then proceed to buy and munch One chocolate eclair? Why doth she softly murmur no, When what she means is yes? And when she knows it is n’t so, Why doth she acquiesce? Why doth she dance us round in glee, Like puppets tied to strings? And yet, in secret, why do we Love her for just these things? — Life. L. J. Zahonyi Company 1 49 Main Street Weddings and Parties supplied at short notice Ice Cream Wholesale and Retail 9 Presented with the Compliments Royal Worcester Corset Company Worcester, Massachusetts 1913 Pertinent An inebriated gentleman was going home one evening when he met a young man wh o was moving to a new home. The young man was very frugal and had decided to move his own things rather than pay a mover. On this trip he had a large hall clock on his back. It was heavy and he strug¬ gled until he heard the inebriated one call out: “Shay, there, you!” Thinking the man was going to help him, he set down the clock and said: “Well, sir?” He was astonished to hear the other stammer: “Shay, you, why don’t you buy a watch?” — Harper ' s. President SAMUEL H. PITCHER M. Am. Soc. C. E. Samuel H. Pitcher Company CIVIL ENGINEERS Hydraulic and Mill Engineers Reinforced Concrete Sewerage Sewage Disposal Water Worlds 41 8 Main Street Worcester, Massachusetts 10 1 -cf I His Prizes = Mickey and Pat had been at school together, but had drifted apart in after life. They met one day and the conver¬ sation turned on athletics. “Did you ever meet my brother, Dennis?” asked Pat. “He has just won a gold medal in a marathon race.” “That’s fine,” said Mike. “But did I ever tell you about my uncle at Baly- thomas?” Pat agreed that he could not call him to mind. “Well,” continued Mike, “he’s got a gold medal for five miles and one for ten miles, a silver medal for swimming, two cups for wrestling, and a lot of badges for boxing and cycling.” “He must be a great athlete, indade,” said Pat. “You’re wrong,” cried Mike. “He keeps a pawnshop.” STEINERT’S Everything in iT tCuaic Classical and Popular Pianos, Pianola Pianos, Victor Records (Pianos to Rent) M. Steinert Sons Co. 308 Main Street, Worcester, Massachusetts Rockwood Automatic Sprinklers Over 1,000,000 installed and in service to-day without a single failure Rockwood Dry Pipe Valves [Straightway] Simplest and most reliable Many hundred installed A ll giving perfect service to-day Approved by all Insurance Interests Manufacturers, Engineers and Contractors for Complete Sprinkler Equipments Rockwood Sprinkler Company of Massachusetts 38 Harlow Street, Worcester, Mass. New York Chicago Boston Seattle Buffalo Montreal 11 •4 CROMPTON KNOWLES LOOM WORKS BUILDERS OF THE GREATEST VARIETY OF WEAVING MACHINERY IN THE WORLD A loom for every known Woven fabric WORCESTER, MASSACHUSETTS PROVIDENCE, R. I. PHILADELPHIA, PA ectioners emZl rers ICE CREAM CONFECTIONERY PASTRY CATERING FOR LARGE AND SMALL RECEPTIONS TELEPHONE PARK 444 444 MAIN STREET Wash Day When Eve held forth in Paradise She found much pleasure in it, For when she did her Monday wash It only took a minute. —Milwaukee Sentinel. One on Him “I never judge a woman by her clothes,” observed a “smart” young man to a lady friend. “No,” put in the young lady, “a man who gets to as many burlesque shows as vou do wouldn’t.” “I forgot something,” said the husband as he came back. “Yes,” pouted the wife, “you forgot to kiss me.” “That may be, but what I came back for was my overshoes.” —Louisville Co wrier- Journal. Buy your flowers from the largest growers in Worcester County Flowers for all occasions Midgley Company 209 Main Street Telephone Park 1065-W 13 . E. Delaney Co. A Pretty Girl BAR AND CAFE A pretty girl, THE BEST OF LIQUORS A summer night, AND OLD ALES A moon— Impassioned fellow. A gentle word, A solemn vow, A kiss— 25 Pleasant Street W orcester, Massachusetts And all is well, oh! Again the girl. Another night, Same moon— Thus far’t is well, oh! But if we took Another look We’d see- - Another fellow! Compliments of F. E. Powers Company “LIVE COAL DEALERS” Worcester, Massachusetts 14 Compliments of Rand Press One evening as they sat beneath The moon’s soft rays so pale. Moved by an impulse born of love, He kissed her through her veil. Next evening, as before, they sat Beneath the star-flecked dome, Yet not exactly as before— She’d left her veil at home. -Life. F. A. Sanderson Sharrott’s Casino Bowling , Billiards , Pool and Cafe n n □ J. H. Sharrott Corner Foster and Norwich Streets Worcester, Massachusetts The Easiest Way O Young wife: “Arthur, dearest, how do they arrange these pickles in the bottle so nicely?” Young husband: “They pile the pick¬ les up, Petsey, and then blow the bottle around them.” —Philadelphia Evening Bulletin. Buy Your Shoes and Hosiery at Worcester’s Popular Shoe Store Bemis Company 536 Main Street His Dilemma By Minna Irving Three photographs upon the shelf Are standing in a row, All framed in silver filigree, Of girls I used to know, With dancing eyes and smiling lips, And locks of blond or jet; I recollect their names were Maude, And Madge, and Violet. Now Vi, this morning, wrote to me A little note that said She much desired her picture back, Since she is soon to wed. I’d send it gladly, but, alas! I can’t, for I forget Which one is Maude, and which is Madge And which is Violet! — Judge. 16 BRADFORD A. GIBSON, President WM. SHUMWAY, Vice-President F. B. DURFEE, Treasurer Central Building Company General Contractors 58 FRONT STREET WORCESTER, MASSACHUSETTS 17 Correct Styles in YOUNG MEN’S CLOTHES n n I ’HE young man who wants a grad- uation or business suit that is dif¬ ferent, that has “style and go,” with plenty of dignity and properly bal¬ anced, will find just the suit he wants here. 15.00 to 40.00 The smartest line of Furnishings , Hats, and Shoes in Town WARE-PRATT COMPANY SLATER BUILDING 18 The Man Who Wins O The man who wins is an average man, Not built, on any peculiar plan. Not blest with any peculiar luck; Just steady and earnest and full of pluck. When asked a question he does not “‘guess”— He knows and answers “No” or “Yes”; When set a task that the rest can’t do, He buckles down till he’s put it through. Three things he’s learned: That the man who tries Finds favor in his employer’s eyes; That it pays to know more than one thing well; That it doesn’t pay all he knows to tell. So he works and waits; till one fine day There’s a better job with bigger pay. And then men who shirked whenever they could Are bossed by the man whose work made good. For the man who wins is the man who works, Who neither labor nor trouble shirks, Who uses his hands, his head, his eyes: The man who wins is the man who tries. —Ford Times. Bella: “He said he would kiss me or die in the attempt.” Della: “Well?” Bella: “He has no life insurance, and I pitied his poor old mother.” —Philadelphia Telegraph. He stood before a cold gravestone, I thought his mind was on the dead. But soon he raised his eyes to mine— “That’s felspar there,” he said. A Warning Freshman, wear that cap, Without it be not seen; For if you don’t, some vagrant cow Might bite you, you’re so green. Opposite Post Office Eyes Examined Everett W. Durgin Jeweler and Optician Diamonds Watches Jewelry Silverware Tech Seals, Jewelry and Banners Clocks and Optical Goods Expert repairing in each department 568 Main Street Worcester, Massachusetts Duncan Goodell Company Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Hardware, Cutlery and Mill Supplies 404 Main Street Worcester, Massachusetts 19 ' N- JT- THE WASHBURN NUMBER TWO HIGH SPEED BALL BEARING DRILLER Made in one, two, three, four and six spindles. Belt or Motor Driven. Hand or Power Feed. Automatically locked Belt Tighteners c he Washburn Shops of the WORCESTER POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE, WORCESTER, MASSACHUSETTS 20 V “I Should Worry” O Like an integral needs solving, Like steam needs B. t. u.’s, Like a level needs correction, Like a motor needs the juice, Like an acid needs reaction, Like a hot well needs be deep, Like a Prof will need his salary, That’s how I need sleep! — A. T. K. “Laundry, spare this shirt! Make not a single tear! Just remove the dirt, But leave the buttons there. This covered me last week; I have one more to wear. For this shirt’s life I speak— Please handle it with care.’’ His Limit “I love you!” he cried, throwing all restraint to the winds. “Do you really and truly love me?” she answered, still unyielding. “I swear I do!” “How much?” “How do I know how much? With all my heart and soul and strength and mind and—” “Wait. Couldn’t you love me any more?” “Dearest, If I loved you any more I don’t think I could stand it.” “Why not?” “I might want to marry you.” —Cleveland Plain Dealer. Said the bald-headed man to the Waitress bold, “Look here, woman, my cocoa’s cold.” Said the waitress to him, “I can’t help that, If the blamed thing’s chilly, put on your hat.” —Rose Technic. F. A. Easton Established J 875 E. M. Whalen Incorporated 903 F. A.Easton Company Newsdealers , Confectioners Corner Main and Pleasant Streets Worcester, Massachusetts James Mitchell Grace M. Whalen Andrew P. 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Jefferson Street “Utility Regulation” the Order of the Day o A bill now before the Kansas Legis¬ lature would “regulate” the movements of trains at railroad crossings. “When two trains approach a crossing,” orders the proposed statute, “both shall stop, and neither shall go ahead until the other has passed by.” —Electrical World. At a Disadvantage O “I suppose you will miss your boy while he is at college?” “Yep,” replied Farmer Corntossel. “I dunno what I’ll do without him. He got the live stock so they wouldn’t move unless he give’em the college yell, an’ I can’t remember it.” —Washington Star. THE STATE MUTUAL RESTAURANT IS IN THE TOP STORY OF THE STATE MUTUAL LIFE ASSURANCE COMPANY BUILDING LOCATED AT THREE FORTY MAIN STREET WORCESTER, MASSACHUSETTS 23 Perfect Understanding When the iceman came out of No. 37 he found a small boy sitting on one of his blocks of ice. “ ' Ere!” he roared, “wot are yer a-sitting on that for? Git ! off of it!” 1 he small boy raised a tear-stained face. “Was you ever a boy?” he queried faintly. “Of course I was!” fumed the iceman. “And did you never play truant?” cut in the youngster. “Of course I did!” snarled the iceman. “Now then you—” “An’ when you got home did yer father take a stick an’!—” Compliments A lump rose in the iceman’s throat. “Sit where you are, my little man,” he gulped,“I understand.” —London Telegraph. The Third Game The Senior General Scientists in a closely contested game defeated the Senior Sanitaries, with Vance starring for the winners, and Burwell, at times, showing up well for the other team. Due to lack of space the gruesome details are j omitted. The Reason The boatman, says Punch , came to¬ ward his patron and announced that he and Peter would not be able to take her out fishing that evening, but that Peter’s nephew would take her if she wished to go. “Well,” the lady answered, “I hope Peter’s nephew is cleaner than Peter is.” “He is, ma’am; he’s younger.” — Youth’s Companion. ROD FRAME NO. 302 A Capacity, one-half inch steel wire. Friction start through coil clutch enclosed within each block protects gears, shafts and bearings from destructive shocks. This bench marks the first substantial advance in wire drawing methods since the Pyramids were built We Design and {F}uild Continuous Mills for Billets, Merchant Bars, Light Structural Shapes, Hoops, Cotton Ties and Rods Continuous Heating Furnaces Continuous Gas Producers with George Automatic Feeds Auxiliary Equipment such as Roll Tables, Conveyors, Shears, Reels, Cooling Beds Dyblie Reversing Valves for Gas and Air Complete Wire Mill Equipment ,1 I.:]|irnu.-. 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Too Late! “What did you do when you met the train robber face to face?” “I explained that 1 had been inter¬ viewed by the ticket seller, the luggage carriers, the dining-car waiters, and the sleeping-car porters, and borrowed a dol¬ lar from him.” —Washington Star. Suspicion The hotel clerk (suspiciously to pros¬ pective guest, whose bag has come apart, thereby disclosing a strange con¬ trivance): “May I ask what that queer thing is?” The prospective guest: “This is a new patent fire-escape. If your hotel caught fire I could let myself down from the window so easily, see?” The hotel clerk: “Exactly; our terms for guests with fire-escapes are invariably cash in advance.” —The Sketch. W. H. Leland A. ]. Gifford, ’96 S. Nikoloff, ’97 W. H. Leland Company Worcester , Massachusetts Automobile and Marine Crankshafts Grinding Machinery Drilling Machinery 27 Flexible Shafting Everything in the flexible shaft line. It is made with a thorough understanding of requirements. 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I’m tanked up,” answered the Boiler. “Glad to hear it,” was the reply; I was just about to blow you off”; and the rest of the conversation was lost in the hissing that followed. Bill was riding on a crowded street car. At a certain corner a man and girl piled on. “Come on, Pauline, we can manage to squeeze in here, can’t we?” At which Pauline blushed fran¬ tically, sweetly saying, “I suppose we can, dearie, but hadn’t we better w r ait till we get home?” We stood at the gate at sunset, Breathing the twilight air, And I looked in her deep brown eyes, As I smothed her golden hair; I can see her standing and looking now, Peacefully chewing—that Jersey cow, As It Is To-day O Bill: How’s your wife, old man? Reggy: The society columns repoit that she is starting for Lenox. From a curve plotted showing the in¬ crease in prices in the “Stock room” during tne last four years on the Hill, the prices for the year 1920 are found to be as follows: Sheet of paper, $.09 Thumbtacks, each, 1.00 Pencils, per inch, .10 Drawing instruments, 3,300.00 Ink, per drop, .13 Weary in Well-Doing O “You can’t sit up with my daughter after eleven o’clock.” “Would you mind telling her that, sir? I have been trying to get home earlv for six months.” W. T. BROWN 5 PLEASANT STREET Successor to 30 Compliments of the Standard Plunger Elevator Company m SKCain Office and Worlds Worcester, Massachusetts Vhe IMPROVED HYDRAULIC GOVERNOR for Waterwheels The latest indention of Nathaniel Lombard. Simple and strong in construction, and guaranteed to govern to entire satisfaction of purchaser. iiiitiniiiiiiii Write for catalogue iniiiiiiiiiiiii HOLYOKE MACHINE CO., - Worcester, Mass. 31 Wirces ter Polytechnic Institute Worcester, Massachusetts Levi L. Conant, Pb. 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Judge: “Pat, I wouldn’t think you would hit a little man like that.” Pat: “Suppose he called you an Irish slob?” “But I’m not an Irishman.” “Suppose he called you a Dutch slob?” “But I’m not a Dutchman.” “Well, suppose he called you the kind of a slob that you are?” She (sweetly, as they sip their tea together): “Isn’t this delicious?” He (absent-mindedly): “Yes, I love to take tea with a little lemon.” Fred: “Does she paint well?” Jack: “I guess so, it never came off on me.” “The right to have more than one wife is called polygamy; what is it when only one wife is allowed a man?” “Monotony.” Getting Started O “Which shall it be? Which shall it be?” I looked at John, John looked at me; And then John heaved a little sigh And ordered corn, but I took rye. Appreciation x4merican tourist (gazing into the ♦crater of Mt. Vesuvius): “It looks just like the infernal regions.” English tourist: “O, I say. 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