Yale University - Sheffield Scientific School Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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12 HISTORY OF 1916 S. ever, I will limit myself to a reference to the manner in which Olayt DeMott got into the Freshman dances. The story will be gladly furnished by any of his contemporaries. One cannot pass this point Without also calling to mind how Larry Fox, equipped to do and dare-yes, dare, I say-went down to the Casino, and bade them newly dig a grave. The management, after inter- viewing Tony, the Walloping Wop, Bill, the Fighting Plumber, FRESHMAN HOCKEY TEAM and others within, were forced to announce that they took only union men or something, and that he was over seven feet tall anyway. Then came the Princeton game, in which we tied-but beat 'em at soccer, gosh ding 'em. Hod Wilcox made the Glee, and deZaldo, called the count, played basketball. VanSantvoord had an hitherto undiscovered instrument constructed at a local ship yard, and together with Bill Decker, made the clubs. The Har- vard game, a thing of horrors, and upon which I shall not touch-term bills-warnings-and then the Hrst Xmas vacation! ! ! !

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' FRESHMAN YEAR ll by a slight lead. Karl Betts and Bill Easton on the gridiron were giving Jones a chronic expression of prosperity, while on the track, Coachman, Brown and Bill Preston were storing new medals in their medal bins. I must not fail to record the greatest of all Freshman activi- ties, that is, the rough stuff at the Hart. The Hart dwellers were as ine a bunch of rounders as ever rode in a patrol wagon. Sometimes Doc Lathrop would throw Keeley's bureau out the FRESHMAN FOOTBALL TEAM window, and sometimes MacMillin would throw Doc Lathrop off the roof. More often, Larry Arnold, collaborating with Bull Painter, would explode gun cotton under Ward Lent's door sill. Who can forget the night when the latter shot six forty-fours through Ward's door? Or when, later in the evening, he com- pletely demolished, with one well-thrown water bottle, the entire window? That's what they did with water bottles at the Hart. The mad, mad wags! At about this place in the Class history, it is usually the custom to ring in a dry story. I might mention the time that Lysle and King Parker went to the Taft, and King had no money. How-

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FRESHMAN YEAR 13 The First Xmas Vacation! Who will forget the sensation of telling her about that party with Captain Ketcham? Who will forget his entry into the world of Seniors and debutantes? Who, I say, will forget the first time he tried a Kollege Kurse upon the family-after, in all probability, the first time they mentioned the High Cost Of Living? We try to, but we can't, And who can erase from his occipital frontalis the memory of 1917 TRACK TEAM the return trip on the milk train, and the sudden realization that mid-years were almost here? Let 's talk about mid-years. No? Oh yes, just for a minute. It seems that, in spite of the anti-vivisection movement, we had been selected for a few experiments by the faculty. Imme- diately upon our return, the announcement was made that, owing to new scientific discoveries, anyone who flunked Fresh- man hohrs might expect to stay another year in the delightful New Haven climate. It was a great day for Rosey's and the Roxbury. Had the Class been individually earning four dollars a week for their labors, they could have lifted the national debt, moved Sloane Lab to New Haven, and endowed Leet Oliver with