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THE HOWLER

FIRST VOLUME

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Published Annually by the Philomathesian and Euzelian
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FOR years the only record of college life, outside of the Student, has been
the old HowLEK of the tree bulletin-board. About once a month
throughout the collegiate year, the students gather around the tree and
read The Howler. And though everything is represented in a jocular way, yet
a fairly good record of the happenings in and about College is pictured here! It
is true that sometimes the jokes became a little shady, but, as a rule, the paper
was clean, and if any one was offended, it was because the truth, represented in
verse or picture, went home to him. We admit that some things about the old
Howler were not commendable; but college life had to be pictured in some
way, and here it found an outlet. To supply the need which the old Howler
was supposed to fill, we have gotten out the new Howler. To the jocular say-
ings and verses we have tried to add more dignity and strength, and have made
it more worthy of support.

Yet the new Howler is really an oiTspring of its older namesake, the old
Howler. Bound and printed, it has its origin in the paper which used to be
placed on the tree, " published on the dark of the moon by the Sophomore Class,
and devoted to the interests of the Fresh, Faculty, and Fools."

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ITn /IRcmoriam

PROFESSOR G.C. CRITTENDEN

DIED

April 23d
19 0 3

GREETING.

WITH a howl of timidity, we first appear before the public. As we
make our first howl, we are blinded by the glare of public criticism,
as the new-born infant is blinded by the light of the sun. With fear
and trembling do we present to the public this volume. Even before we go to
press do we hear the ominous roars of popular opinion. But was there anything,
no matter how perfect, that was not criticised? So, although we do not claim
perfection, yet we ask our friends to skip lightly over our failings, and dwell on
whatever seems good in their eves.

Many things have been omitted. We should like to start back in August,
with the greetings and yells and society leggings ; to come on through the fall,
noting every detail ; then on to Thanksgiving, when Richmond wrested the
cup from us on the oratorical arena, and so on to Christmas and the merry
holidays, noting the trials and tribulations of examination time. In the spring,
gladly would we make like records. \Mth the quiet month of January lead up
to the merrymaking of anniversary; and then speak of baseball, which over-
tops everything else in the minds of the students during the spring months; with
a closing account of commencement and the sad leave-takings. But space does
not allow all these things. Many things we could tell, many things could be un-
folded to the world, for the year of 1902-03 has been full of eventful happenings,
and to record them would take volumes as massive as those required to hold the
formulas for compounds of carbon (for number, see either Dr. Brewer or Dr.
Lynch). Even a brief account of the elections of the session, with the hosts of
" leggers," would fill volumes, for every office has been hotly contested, and
there is hardly a man in College who has not been " legged " time and time
again. And no doubt a few stolen leaves from the record book of the faculty
would be interesting to many. All this we can not record ; but by taking a note
here and a view there, we have endeavored to represent this past session; and
though we have fallen far below our aim, yet we have heard that by aiming at
the heights, it is possible to fall far below the mark and yet hit high. We have
aimed at the heights, but how high we have hit we leave to the decision of our
friends.

COLLEGE CALENDAR.

J 903- 1 "04.

August 2t> Beginning of Session.

September iii Applications for Degrees Sul)niitted.

October 5 Subjects of Senior and Junior Tlieses Submitted.

Thanksgiving Day .... Holiday.

December 4 Senior Speaking,

December 14-11) .... Fall Term l'',xaniinations.

December 20-31 C liristnias Holidays.

January 1 lieginning of Spring Term.

February 12 Anniversary Celebration of Literary Societies.

March u Senior Speaking,

Easter Monday Holiday.

April 15 Field-day.

May 2 . Senior and Junior Tlieses Submitted.

May I v-o Spring Term K.xaminations,

May 22-25 Commencement,

Sunday, S:",o 1', -M. — Baccalaureate Sermon.

Monday, 10 ,\. M. — Annual Meeting of the Board of Trustees.
.S:^,o I'. M, — Address before the School of Law,

Tuesday, 11 A. M, — Address before the Literary Societies,
8:^,0 1'. .M, — Address before the Alumni,

Wednesday, 11 .\, .\l. — .Addresses of Graduating Class and Closing IC.xer-
cises of the ,Session,

BOARD OF TRUSTEES.

T. E. Skinnkk, Raleigh, N. C. President.

K. F. Aydi.ktt, Elizabetli City, X. C, Mec-Presidejit.

T. H. Bkiggs, Raleigh, N. C, treasurer.

Carey J. Hunter, Raleigh, N. C, Seerefarv.

N. B. Broughton, Raleigh, N. C, Audi/or.

W. N. Jones Raleigh, N. C, Attorney.

L. R. Mills, Wake Forest, N. C, Bursar.

F. Aydlett

\V. J. Ferrell

W. Bailey

A. R. FOUSHEE

Biggs

D. L. Gore

B. Boone

W. k. Gwaltney

B. Brewer

F. P. HOBGOOD

B. Broughton

J. N. Holding

A. Brown

J. D. HUFHAM

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C. Caddell

T. M. HUKHAM

M. Cooke

Carey J. Hunter

E. Daniel

L. Johnson

C. Dockery

W. J. McLendon

C. Do WD

R. H. Marsh
E. Y. Webb

C. W. Mitchell

J. Mitchell

G. A. Norwood, Jr.

E. K. Proctor, Jr.

J. B. Richardson

R. E. Royall

J. C. Scarborough

T. E. Skinner

J. F. Spainhour

E. W. TiMBERLAKE

J. H. Tucker
R. T Vann

EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE.

Carey J. Hunter, Raleigh, N. C, Chairman
J. C. Caddell , r. e. Royall

C. M. Cooke j. w. Bailey

H. C. Dockery r. t. Vann

INVESTING COMMITTEE.
Carey J. Hunter, Raleigh, N. C, Chairman
N. B. Broughton E. K. Proctor, Jr.

J. N. Holding L. Johnson

F. P. HoBGOOD

VISITING COMMITTEE.
W. C. Tyrke

J. W. Bailey

FACULTY,

CHARLES E. TAYLOR, B. Lit., D. D., President,

Professor of Moral Philosophy.

WILLIAM B. ROYALL, M. A., D. D.,

Professor of Greek Laiiiruage and Literature.

LUTHER R. MILLS, M. A.,

Professor of Pure Mathematics.

WILLIAM L. POTEAT, M. A.,

Professor of Biology.

BENJAMIN SLEDD, M. A.,

Professor of English Language and Literature.

CHARLES E. BREWER, M. A., Ph. D.,

Professor of Chemistry.

JOHN F. LANNEAU, M. A.,

Professor of Applied Mathematics and Astronomy.

JOHN B. CARLYLE, M. A..

Professor of Lati?i Language and Literature.

NEEDHAM Y. GULLEY, M. A., B. L.,

Professor of Law.

J. HENDREN GORRELL, M. A., Ph. D.,

Professor of Modern Languages.

WILLIS R. CULLOM, M. A., Th. M.,

Professor of the Bible.

WALTER SIKES, M. A., Ph. D..

Professor of History and Political Science.

JAMKS L. LAKE, M. A.,

Professor of Physics.

*C. C. CRITTKNDEN, A. M.,

Professor of Pedagogy.

GEORGE W. PASCHAL, B. A., Ph. D.,

Associalc Professor of Laiiii and Greek.

S. F. MORDEXAI,

Assista)il Professor of La'iV.

FREDERICK K. COOKE, M. D.,

Professor of Medicine.

EARL B. FOWLER,

Assistant in English.

SUMMER A. IVES,

I^aboratory Assistant in Biology.

SAMUEL H. YOKELV and TALCOTT W. BREWER,

Laboratory Assistants in Chemistry.

H E. CRAVEN and G. W. COGGIN,

Librarians.

PAUL CRUMPLER and ABNER C. GENTRY,

Superintendents of Reading- Room.

W. R. SHERRILL,
Loii' Librarian.
•Died April 23, IQ03.

SENIOR CLASS.

OFFICERS.

David Anderson Covington

PRESIDENT.

Earl Broadus Fowler

VICE-PRESIDENT.

William Heck Pace

SECRETARY.

Evander Maloy britt

TREASURER.

Henry eddins craven

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SENIOR CLASS ROLL,

NAME. SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

Thomas Addison Allen * Durham, North CaroHna

First Debater, Anniversary ; Commencement .Speaker.
John Edward Ayscue * Henderson, North Carolina

Senior Speaker; Commencement Speaker.

William Scott Boyce T Hobbsville, North Carolina

Talcott Waitt Brewer T Raleigh, North Carolina

EvANDER Maloy Britt * Luniberton, North Carolina

Senior Speaker ; Treasurer Senior Class.

Benjamin Howard Browning T Littleton, North Carolina

David Anderson Covington T Monroe, North Carolina

President Senior Class ; Senior Speaker ; Commencement Speaker.
Henry Eddins Craven * Concord, North Carolina

Editor Student J Senior Speaker ; Commencement Speaker,

William Burton Creasman . . . . . T Asheville, North Carolina

Theodore Bunyan Davis . . T Conrads, North Carolina

Bayard Thurman Falls T Bellwood, North Carolina

Senior Speaker.

Earl Broadus Fowler * Rolesville, North Carolina

Vice-President Senior Class ; Anniversary Orator ; Commencement Speaker.

Greene Monroe Garrison T Pleasant Valley, South Carolina

Senior Speaker.
Abner Clopton Gentry . . . T Bethel Hill, North Carolina

Associate Editor Student.

Ernest Leland Greene <t> . . . Raleigh, North Carolina

Eugene Spencer Greene, Jr * Louisburg, North Carolina

Business Manager Student.
Ernest Malone Harris T Norwood, North Carolina

First Debater, Anniversary ; Commencement Speaker.
Henry Russell Harris T Seaboard, North Carolina

Baseball Team.

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NAME. , SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

Stephen Gordon H.\stv T Faulk, North Carolina

John Milton Henley . * Summerfield, North Carolina

Isaac Archer Horne Y Pendleton, North Carolina

Joseph Bascomh Huff . . Y Mar.s Hill, North Carolina

Senior Speaker.

Summer Albert Ives * . . ' Pine Blutf, North Carolina

Henry Cox Lanneau T Wake Forest, North Carolina

Hugh Johnson T Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Spearman Atwood Newell Y Mapleville, North Carolina

John William Nowell T ...... . . . Amboy, North Carolina

Willia.m Heck Pai e T. Raleigh, North Carolina

President G. A. A.; Associate Fditor The Howler: Senior Speaker; Secretary
Senior Class ; Baseball Team.
Charles Clay Pierce * Finch, North Carolina

Senior Speaker.

Raymond Lee Pittman * Ashpole, North Carolina

William Scott Prixott Y . . Rocky Ho:k, North Carolina

Anniversary Orator ; Commencement Speaker
James Rovall T Wake Forest, North Carolina

Richmond Debater: Senior Speaker : Commencement Speaker.
Frederick Clay Sams Y F"lag Pond, Tennessee

Baseball Team.
H. Paul Scarborough Y Murfreesboro, North Carolina

Associate Editor The Howler.
Wavland Arthur SEA(iRAVES * Holly Springs, North Carolina

Secretary Anniversary.

Arthur Columbus Sherwood Y \'illas. North Carolina

Edwin Ja.mes Sherwood * Little Rock, Soiitli Carolina

Richmond Debater; Senior Speaker; Business Manager Tin-: Howi.iii: Associate
¥A\X.or Student : Secretary and Treasurer G. A. A.
John IvEY Sixgletary * Bladenboro, Nortli Carolina

Senior Speaker.
William Harry Stephenson * Pendleton, North Carolina

President, Anniversary.

SENIOR CLASS HISTORY.

HE history of the Senior Class is very difficult to write, for several
reasons. In the first place, neitlier men nor events admit of any sort
of orderly classification, because both are heterog^eneous. In the second
place, the record of the class being siii ,qr;;cr/.s-, the historian has no other history
by which to be guided in his writin r. The third difficulty is the fact that the
present history must be only a crof, ■ section. Xot so much as the dim twilight
of the history of the individual men bers of the class can be known, and there-
fore we are obliged to write in a lese ])articular way than we desire.

Four years ago, more or les . the present Senior Class came to this
renowned institution for the purpose, or rather in the hope, of filling our empty
heads with some of that intangible stufif called knowledge, which floats around
the College and which, in the course of four long years, occasionally lodges in
the upper story. We were uncouth, gawky, simple, and ignorant lads then ; now
behold ! we are a noble array of " most potent, grave, and reverend seigniors."
From the humble position of " polished " Freshmen, whose ignorance was self-
assertive, we have risen to a place of honor in this community the like of which
few beside ourselves can ever hope to attain. Our progress may be indicated by
mentioning the names that we have successively borne as we marched along. At
one time we were known as the "rankest Newish" : the second year we were called
the " bully Sophomores " ; the third year you gave us the name "' dandy Juniors,"
and now we hear on every side the dignified title, " lordly Seniors." We used to
be afraid of everything and everybody at Wake Forest, but at the present time
we do not even deign to look at lower classmen, all of whom show a remarkable
evidence of homage and fear whenever passing us. And we are on most intimate
terms cum facultate. My comrades, the eye of a historian can scarcely survey
the long distance over which we have traveled in reaching our present place of
vantage, and the pen of a Thucydides is necessary to record adequately the
"many battles, sieges, fortunes, we have passed."

We started out about eighty strong, but our ranks have dwindled down to
half that number. Many were the foes that decimated our noble company.
Some there were who died in a head-end collision with " Miss Any " ; quite a

number were mortally wounded in an encounter with a host of malignant little
Lilliputians called sines, cosines, and tangents; others, fatigued with much travel-
ing and worn out by the long and difficult marching, fell exhausted and died by
the wayside; one or two rebellious spirits were court-martialed by the faculty
for depredations made on the anatomy of a Freshman; some were lost in an
inextricable jungle inhabited by such fierce carnivorous animals as Homer, Livy,
Lycias, and Terence ; and still others came near losing their lives, along toward
thf " shank of the evening," by falling into a " lake " filled with amoebas,
umlauts, retorts, and concepts.

Doubtless, many more would have died of overwork and fatigue had it not
been for the little ponies which accompanied us on our journey and on which a
few members of our class rode over the roughest and steepest part of the road.
We are sorry to say, too, that some of our most stalwart men at one time, think-
ing that a pony was a luxury which every one who was able should enjoy,
instead of an animal for emergencies only, rode so continuously on their patient
little beasts that they came near wearing them all to a worthless, unintelligible
frazzle. It took many months of painstaking attention to restore our herd to
its pristine vigor and beauty. As a historian, therefore, and a philosopher, we
would like to leave this bit of advice with the coming classes : Do not in any
case allow too much riding by any one. Use your animals for emergencies only,
and never suffer them to be overburdened by heavy weights. A man who always
rides forgets how to walk when compelled to dismount and enter a country
where his beast is under the ban.

There is no one word that may be used to characterize our class as a whole.
We have to a large extent been run through the same mould, and yet are very
different in features and caliber still, and I doubt if the word " lordly," which all
of us now bear, will accompany us through the rest of our lives. The shock of
difference will gradually become so painful in going from one member of the
class to another that we may expect our titles to change ; and a different environ-
ment will probably also change our occupations more and more.

With the prophetic eye of a historian, it seems to me I can see one member
of our class clothed in the humble attire of a backwoodsman and walking down
the dusty furrow of life behind a faithful bull ; I catch a glimpse of several others
who began political careers while in College, completing those careers by occupy-
ing the high positions of notary public, constable, and coroner in the remote
burgs of their native State ; many more do I see serving the god Somnus as
faithfully in life as in their college days; and a few choice spirits I know will
attain the humble positions of Governor, Congressman, Senator, Professor, and
Editor, leaving behind no " monument more lasting than bronze," unless that be
the potent influence of a life well spent.

Perhaps the most interesting and exciting single event that has happened
in the history of the present Senior Class was the annual fight on the Euzelian
diamond over the adoption of caps and gowns to be worn at commencement. The
line-up was as follows :

no-gowners.

Creasman . . .

Davis

BOYCE

aOWNERS.

. Center Pace

Right Guard Keener

Left Guard Mull

Greene, L Right Tackle Sherwood, E.

Ives Left Tackle Seagraves

Harris, M Right End Huff

Sherwood, A Left End Privott

Craven Quarter-back Scarborough

SiNGLETARY Right Half-back Larkins

Allen Left Half-back Britt

Ayscue Full-back Fowler

Referee, CoAiNtiTON Timekeeper, Falls

Substitutes, Johnson, H., and Lanneau

The game was spirited throughout. Snappy ball was played on both sides.
There w-as some kicking by the two guards for the No-Gowners, Davis and
Boyce, on the decision of the referee. The kickers protested against the
playing of right and left guards and half-back for the Gowners, Keener, Mull,
and Larkins, claiming that these men had been known to play professional ball.
The point was decided against them, however. The rushes of Ayscue and Davis
were terrific ; but the superior head-work of Pace, backed up as he was by
such heavyweights as Mull, Sherwood, E., and Keener, won the game for the
Gowners by a score of 22 to 10.

JUNIOR CLASS,

OFFICERS.

GASTON SIMMONS FOOTE

PRESIDENT.

ROBERT Marsh Dowd

VICE-PRESIDENT.

CHARLES PRESTON WEAVER

SECRETARY AND TREASURER.

John Steger Hardaway, Jr.

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JUNIOR CLASS ROLL,

NAME. SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

J. Abner Barker 'f' Lumberton, North Carolina

William Wright Barnes T Elm City, North Carolina

President Y. M. C. A.

Walter Lee Beach . T Lenoir, North Carolina

William Clyde Bivens T Goodman, North Carolina

Thomas Malcolm Bizzell * Goldsboro, North Carolina

David Henry Bland * Burgaw, North Carolina

Vice-President Y. M. C. A.

James Henry Booth * Cary, North Carolina

Robert George Camp T Franklin, Virginia

Editor-in-Chief "The Howler"; Vice-President G. A. A.
John Howard Campen * Hertford, North Carolina

Marshal, Anniversary.

George Wiley Coggin T Palmerville, North Carolina

Burrows Allen Critcher 4" Williamston, North Carolina

Paul Crumpler * Clinton, North Carolina

Joseph Robert Cullom , . . . T Weldon, North Carolina

Otto Frederic Dingelhoef * 34 Grammercy Park, New York

Robert Marsh Dowd * Lodo, North Carolina

Vice-President Junior Class; Baseball Team.

Robert R. Fleming * Pactolus, North Carolina

Gaston Simmons Foote T Warrenton, North Carolina

President Junior Class.
John Steger Hardawav, Jr * Oxford, North Carolina

Historian, Junior Class.

Martin Luther Harris *. . . Dial, North Carolina

James Edward Hobgood * Oxford, North Carolina

Baseball Team.

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Samuel Clemens Howard * Oxford, North Carolina

Charles Henry Jenkins Y ... Menola, North Carolina

James Monroe Justice * Hendersonville, North Carolina

George Emiler Korne(;ay, Jr * Kinston, North Carolina

Roger Gregory Lewis T Littleton, North Carolina

Isaac Newton Loftin * Jacksonville, Florida

Second Debater, Anniversary.

Robert Edward Little <t>

Claude D. Meadows r Dunn, North Carolina

Herbert Hawthorne Mitchell ... T . Aulander, North Carolina

Patterson Lorenzo Newton T Casar, North Carolina

Alfred Henderson Olive * Randleman, North Carolina

Benjamin Wingate Parham * Oxford, North Carolina

Chief Marshal, Anniversary.

Leland Jerome Powell * Clinton, North Carolina

Pryor Watson Purefov T Asheville, North Carolina

Chief Marshal, Commencement.
Burton Justice Ray r . . Raleigh, North Carolina

Art Editor "The Howler."

Charles Alexander Sigmon T Lenoir, North Carolina

John Oates Sprinkle * Charlotte, North Carolina

Hugh Latimer Story T Eure, North Carolina

Secretary Y. M. C. A.

Houston Wingate Vernon T Wake Forest, North Carolina

Edmund Farris Ward * Lumberton, North Carolina

Charles Preston Weaver * Greensboro, North Carolina

Associate Editor " The Howler " ; Secretary and Treasurer Junior Class.
John William Whisnant T Hickory, North Carolina

Chief Marshal, Anniversary.
William Henry Whitehead, Jr T Timmonsville, South Carolina

Second Debater, Anniversary.

Judson Willis * Lumberton, North Carolina

Joseph Byron Wyche * Red Bug, North Carolina

Samuel Hill Yokeley T pinnj^, North Carolina

THE PRESENT JUNIOR CLASS,

THAT was a homesick crowd of " Newish " who entered the little chapel
to attend prayers on the opening day of the session of igoo-oi. Every-
thing was so strange and new ; so many students, so many teachers,
so many different walks in the campus — so much that tended to confuse
and mystify. The Sophs were everywhere, and their presence struck terror
to our hearts. We had heard how they tortured the poor insignificant new man
until life was hardly worth living. After prayers came the most trying ordeal
of all, that of arranging our schedule for the year's work. Those of us who
happened to have an older brother or father with us were lucky indeed. Every
member of the Faculty approached on the subject had a different idea as to just
what one should take the first year. Junior Math, was the only study on which
they all agreed. Our word counted for little. What mattered it if we had been
reading \'irgil for the last five years? That was no sign that we were proficient
on it.

For the first few weeks we simply existed ; then when we began to become
more and more acquainted with one another, that characteristic of every
" Newish " — freshness — took possession of us. The Freshman year has always
been an imitative period, and our class was no exception. When the Senior,
Junior, and Sophomore classes met and elected officers, we at once felt it our
duty to do likewise. From time immemorial there has been an unwritten law at
\"\'ake Forest that the Freshmen shall not meet. Although we used the greatest
possible secrecy in notifying our men, in some way the old men got wind of it,
and when we assembled before the entrance to the Eu Hall, just after dinner on
the appointed day, a host of Juniors and Sophs, with a stray Senior or so here
and there, met our little band.

The struggle that took place has become a bit of College history. By a
sudden rush, seventeen terrified " Newish " managed to get within the hall.
Then came the tug of war. Again and again those on the outside attempted to
gain the stairs leading up to the meeting-place, encouraged by the cheers and
prayers of those who had been so lucky as to break through the barricade of
old men. Prominent among these unlucky ones were Bob Dowd and Jack
Sprinkle. They fought like demons, but to no avail.

Seeing that they were not likely to increase their numljcr by waiting, the
seventeen successful Freshmen chose a president pro tern, and called the meeting
to order. The object of the meeting was stated, and nominations for president
were declared in order. There was where the " rub " came. Each individual
present had a candidate for the place. All order was done away with. The
man with the loudest voice was the most effective. A perfect hubbub ensued;
thmgs began to look squally, fists were clenched and cutting remarks indulged
in. For the time being, confusion reigned supreme. Finally, the trouble blew

over, and a ballot was taken, Jack Sprinkle receiving the highest vote. This
ballot was then made unanimous. The election of the other officers was less
difficult. Sam Williams was chosen vice-president, and Bob Dowd secretary
and treasurer, after which the class adjourned, and the first Freshman meeting
ever held at Wake Forest was over.

" The mills of the gods grind slowly,
But they grind exceeding small."

How slow time does pass! Just two years have elapsed since that historic
meeting took place, and verily it has seemed an age. We have risen by patience
and perseverance from the depths of semi-civilized Newishdom, passing with
safety the contagious stage of Sophomoric wisdom, to that high and lofty sphere
occupied only by the dignified Junior. This enviable position has not been
gained by a single bound, but has been reached through never-ceasing toil, and
by burning night after night the " midnight oil " ; one foe dispatched, another
has ever been ready to take its place. For a while our labors seemed to have
gained us nothing. It has looked as if ours was an endless task, as futile as the
search for the fountain of youth. We have held on with the tenacity of a bull-
dog, hoping always for the best, and trusting to kind providence to provide that
which has not been accomplished by work. The goal, however, at last has
appeared to be nearer than in the beginning.

" United, we stand ; divided, we fall ! " has everywhere been our motto,
whether in the classroom, on examinations, or on the athletic field. We have
furnished leaders in every branch of college life. The matchless words of our
orators and debaters have echoed again and again within the recesses of the
society halls. It would be a waste of space to begin to enumerate the many
honors that have fallen to us. It was one of our class who won the fiction medal
last year. Three have been chosen to edit The Howler.

" Well, well ! the world must turn upon its axis,
And all men turn with it, heads or tails."

Only one more year remains before us — a year abounding in difficulties far
more complex than any we have encountered before. So far, we have met the
Faculty and they are ours; but judging from the record of the present Senior
Class, we have much to fear. The very mention of Logic strikes terror to our
hearts.

The gift of prophecy has not been bestowed upon me, and even if it were,
it would take volume after volume to plot the futures of our sixty men. Our
aims and aspirations in life are many and various. Some have decided to become
propounders of the law and thus win fame ; some have laid their all upon the altar
of literature ; others have felt called to preach the gospel, and some have made
up their minds to teach. Time can be the only sure test. Great men are born,
not made. If the present be a safe guide for the future, much mav be expected of
our sturdy band. Historian.

SOPHOMORE CLASS.

OFFICERS.

RICHARD DePew Covington,

PRESIDENT.

John Randolph Teague,

VICE-PRESIDENT.

Samuel Wait Bagley,

SECRETARY.

John Askew Shaw,

TREASURER.

ARTHUR Llo\d Fletcher,

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SOPHOMORE CLASS ROLL.

NAME. SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

Edgar Clifton Andrews * Durham, North Carolina

Matthew Darden Austin T Rockingham, North Carolina

Samuel Wait Baglev ■!> Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Secretary Sophomore Class.

Stanley Walter Bennett T Wake Forest, North Carolina

Benjamin Franklin Bray Y Woodville, North Carolina

Treasurer Y. M. C. A.

John William Cole . . . T Bringles, North Carolina

Edwin Ekwin Connor T Mars Hill, North Carolina

Edwin Walter Cooke T . ' Louisburg, North Carolina

James William Copi'EDGe T Cedar Rock, North Carolina

Ru hard DeFew Covington T Florence, South Carolina

President Sophomore Class.
EciiiERT Lawrence Davis T Conrads, North Carolina

Second Marshal, Commencement.

Benjamin Everett Dunn Y Littleton, North Carolina

Arthur Lloyd Fletcher Y Jefferson, North Carolina

Historian Sophomore Class.

Mortimer Elliott Forrest Y Raleigh, North Carolina

William Josiah Francis Y Waynesville, North Carolina

Earle Gore * Wilmington, North Carolina

David Brooks Harwell * Wake Forest, North Carolina

Andrew Cleveland Hambv * Stony Fork, North Carolina

Julius Adolphus Heilig Y Yost, North Carolina

Ray Henry Y Lilesville, North Carolina

Benjamin Thomas Holding * Youngsville, North Carolina

Claudius Cooper Howard <t Salemburg, North Carolina

James Dallas Howell Y Tillery, North Carolina

JuDsoN DuNiiAR Ives * Pine Bluff, North Carolina

WiNGATK Memory Johnson * Cary, North Carolina

TiHRM.w Delmar Kitchin Y Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Tliird Marshal, Commencement.

NAME. SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

Van Armstrong Lincle T Dwight, North Carolina

Edward Long T Love's Level, North Carolina

WiNGFiELD Hancock Lvon, Jr T Raleigh, North Carolina

Pearl Damon Mangum * Durham, North Carolina

Graham Dickson Moore T Peachland, North Carolina

Third Marshal, Anniversary.

Joe Norfleet T Franklin, Virginia

Reuben Dwight Marsh r Marshville, North Carolina

Herbert Ernest Peele * Una, South Carolina

Jesse Parker "f Levifiston, North Carolina

John Owen Pope T Weldon, North Carolina

Hubert McNeil Poteat Wake Forest, North Carolina

William Howard Price T Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Second Marshal, Anniversary.
James Dick Proctor * Lumberton, North Carolina

First Marshal, Commencement.

Charles Wilky Pavsecr T Harden, North Carohna

James Robinson Saunders Y Wingate, North Carolina

John Askew Shaw Tf Winton, North Carolina

Treasurer Sophomore Class.

William Paul Speas . . T Huntsville, North Carolina

William Walter Stafford T Elizabeth City, North Carolina

John Randolph Teague ■ * Siler City, North Carolina

Second Marshal, Commencement ; \'ice-President Sophomore Class.

Leonidas Lake Triplett T Markham, Virginia

Eugene A. Turner •l' Wake Forest, North Carolina

Jacob Allen Underwood * Clinton, North Carolina

John Henry Vernon, Jr * • Roxboro, North Carolina

Thomas Lewellyn Vernon • T Madison, North Carolina

William Marion Whitesides T Chimney Rock, North Carolina

George Griffton Wood T Byarsville, North Carolina

William Luther Wyatt T Raleigh, North Carolina

SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY,

" All flesh is grass and all our glory fades
Like the fair flower disheveled by the wind."

RIGHT bitterly was this fact brought home to us — the Class of 1905. In
August of 1901 we left our homes with sadness in our liearts and with
mother's and sister's kisses warm on our lips. How lonely tiiey would
be without us ! How our good old neighbors would miss us ! But with visions
of greatness in the near future, and with unbounded faith in our intellectual
abilities, we resolutely turned away. We reached Wake Forest. Then — a long
farewell to our greatness ! We found ourselves the most insignificant of all the
throng. Indignity after indignity was heaped upon us. After ages of toil, Com-
mencement came, and with it a rising of spirits. Once free from the dampening
domination of Sophomoredom, and with the " divine afflatus " that only an " old-
ish" can feel filling our bosoms, we began to expand to our former dimensions.
As the home-bound train sped on, visions of friends and neighbors waiting for us
flashed through our self-satisfied minds. In the lowest depths of Newishdom
we had dreamed of that day when we. as college men, should bestride our narrow
world like a Colossus.

" Oh, that a dream so sweet, so long enjoyed.
Should be so sadly, cruelly destroyed ! "

Only the hired man and the old bay mule and the old rickety wagon were
awaiting us at the station. (r)ur home-coming created no sensation. We had
not been missed.

August 28th, 1902, found us again at Wake Forest — chastened, but
strengthened. Our nine months of serfdom were over and our eyes were no
longer blinded by Freshman delusions. We found upon our hands the most
variegated assortment of Newish ever exhibited under one roof. They ranged
all the way from rural celebrities, wearing their " not-to-know-me-argues-your-
self-unknown " expression, down to the " Christmas-tree angel '' variety. As
Sophs, it was our duty to teach these verdant youths from the high grass, broom-
sedge fields, and backwoods of Carolina, their places. And didn't we do it ! The
campus rang at nightfall with the war-whoop of the " Sporting Club " exhibiting
their '' trotting-stock." " The Night-hawks " were busy with polish and brush
working on Newish complexions. We lavished upon them a thousand other
little attentions — all to teach them

" Humility, that low sweet root
From which all heavenly virtues shoot."

To all this the Faculty strenuously objected. We have been having a hard
time with the Faculty this year. It has been unusually unruly, and we '11 not be

sorry when the time comes to turn it over to the Class of '06. We '11 all feel
relieved when we get rid of it. Without doubt, the Faculty has been the hardest
proposition we have had to " buck up a,iL;ainst " in the legitimate discharge of our
Sophomorical duties. It declared all Xewish free and independent. The fiat
went forth that there shoulil l)e not even the mildest form of hazing; that the
Newish should not even be whistled: that the \i)ice (if the megaphone should be
stilled in the land.

Nevertheless, we have tried to do nuv duly towards the Newish, in spite of
the Faculty. For the So])h Class of next \ear we have already some good
material in sight. This, togetiier with tlmsi.' nf us who either have too much love
for the Sophomore Class to leave it, or who kntnv a goofl thing when they see it
well enough to stay with it, will make a tirst-class guardian for the Faculty and
will afford the Newish ample protection, ^^'e bequeath to them the task of hold-
ing the ruthless l-"aculty in check and the sacred duty of bringing u]) next year's
crop of Newish in the way they shciidd go.

Of our class celebrities oiu" " Christmas-gift " Newish, " Siggie," is the
most conspicuous. ]\Iangum, of Fxcelsior fame, stands a close second. " Eternal
smiles his emptiness betray." Dunn, " whose little body lodges a mighty mind,"
nnist not be overlooked. " Feck," the \'irginian whose eloquent lips spout Shakes-
peare by the hour on the slightest provocation, is our pride. When it comes to
speaking, our class yields to none. We point with just pride to X'ernon and Turner,

"When they speak, the air, a chartered libertine, is still,
And a mute wonder lurketh in men's ears
To steal their sweet and honeyed sentences."

As for preachers, we proudly point you to Brethren Haymorc and Brinson,
whose magnificent sermons, fraught with " words of learned length and thunder-
ous sound," amaze the gazing rustics of the " Harricane." These are oidy a few
of the stars in our oratorical firmament. But we pass on to our " Sports." Calm
and serene above us all stands " Big Joe," " the glass of fashion, the mold of
form." Little Edwin, a gentle, dainty little fellow and a tremendous favorite
with the ladies, stands second. It is like breaking home ties for him to say good-
bye to his mirror. " Proc," the auburn-haired, is " not to hunt." There are
others, all sports of the first water.

" We know what we are, but know not what we may be." Unlimited possi-
bilities open up before us. To vastly excel the present upper classes will be no
herculean task. We have passed with honors through the intricate mazes of
Junior Latin and Junior Greek. We have passed unscathed through the fiery
furnace of Trig, and Analytics. What we can't do remains to be seen. As Juniors
we propose to be more dignified and decorous than the present class. When, after
due process of evolution, we attain Seniorial dignity, we do not propose to be
" learned, without sense, venerably dull." On the other hand, we shall be what
the Senior Class ought to be, but seldom is — a model for the lower classes and a
crown of glory to the College. Historian.

A Freshman may try to disguise
His youth with a hat twice his suize ;
Wear his grandfather's clothes,
With his " specs" on his nothes —
Quite useless, as you will surmuise.

But with the old Senior, not so —
To the other extreme he will go.
He will pose as a wonder,
A genius ! " By thunder ! "
"Just fifteen last month, don't you know!'

THE FRESHMAN CLASS.

OFFICERS.
Heber Jones Vann,

PRESIDENT.

George Turner goodw\ n,

VICE-PRESIDENT.

GARY Ray Smith.

SECRETARY.

BRUCE LEONIDAS POWERS,

TREASURER.

GEORGE Jones Spence,

FRESHMAN CLASS ROLL,

NAME. SOCIETY. HOME ADDRESS.

Theodore Merton Alexander T Charlotte, North Carolina

Walter Scott Anderson V Denton, North Carolina

Willis Walters Baker * Wakefield, North Carolina

Joe Pittman Bivens T Goodman, North Carolina

Hardy Fannell Brinson * Currie, North Carolina

James Thomas Broughton T Raleigh, North Carolina

David Thomas Bunn Justice, North Carolina

Adolphus McKinnie Burleson T Barnardsville, North Carolina

Mike Francis Caldwell Lumberton, North Carolina

Freeman Flovd Castellow T Windsor, North Carolina

Elijah Cox ■!' Catha Lake, North Carolina

Third Marshal Commencement.

William Walter Cox * Goldsboro, North Carolina

Bavard Scales Cummings T Monroeton, North Carolina

Kader Randolph Curtis * Ohoskey, North Carolina

Elliott Brantley Earnshaw T Raleigh, North Carolina

Gordon Raby Edwards . T Wake Forest, North Carolina

Slocomb Rupert Edwards * Staley, North Carolina

Baseball Team.

George Ransom Faircloth * Thomas, North Carolina

Howard Frank Freeman Y Taylor, North Carolina

BvRD Pleasant Gentry Y Bethel Hill, North Carolina

Charles Gentry Gilrkath "t ....■■ ■ Moravian Falls, North Carolina

Nathan N. Greene * Henderson, North Carolina

George Turner Goodwvn * Laurinburg, North Carolina

Vice-President Freshman Class; Baseball Team.

James Ira Griffin Y Woodland, North Carolina

Donald Gulley Wake Forest, North Carolina

Thomas Gulley Wake Forest, North Carolina

Grover Cleveland Hamrick Y Shelby, North Carolina

Spurgeon Ord Hajirick Y Shelby, North Carolina

Luthi;r Duke Harper 1" . . Kim City, North Carolina

Daniel Garfield Hart Fruitland, North Carolina

Dodson Frederick Harwkli Wake Forest, North Carolina

John Henry Harwood .. Robbinsville, North Carolina

Will Isham Holding Wake Forest, North Carolina

Lloyd Martin Holloway T Sparta, North Carolina

John William Hope <l> Pocomoke City, Maryland

Fred Lafayette Huffman T Morganton, North Carolina

Joseph Carey Jones T Adair, North Carolina

Edwin Bruce Josey r Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Vallie Joyner T Woodland, North Carolina

George Washington Justice ■i' Hendersonville, North Carolina

Michael Hoke Justici', Jr Y Rutherfordton, North Carolina

Richard Leon Kendrick * . Rock Hill, South Carolina

Oscar Wentworth King . * Wilmington, North Carolina

Baseball Team.

Charles Alexander Leonard T Statesville, North Carolina

Arthur Forrester Lide * Darlington, South Carolina

Carl Raby Livermon T Roxobel, North Carolina

Fletcher Harris Lyon Austin, North Carolina

John Ernest Marion Elkin, North Carolina

Will Slater Markham Durham, North Carolina

Van Buren Martin T Margarettsville, North Carolina

Martin Luther Matthews T Timmonsville, South Carolina

Jesse McCarter * Stinnett, Tennessee

Beattie DeKalb McDaniel T King's Mountain, North Carolina

Rov Herbert Mitchell Robesville, North Carolina

Steven Jones Morgan Morgan Hill, North Carolina

Elpena Council Parker Y Menola, North Carolina

Leslie Cleveland Parker * Salemsburg, North Carolina

Lloyd Archie Parker Y Menola, North Carolina

Joseph Collis Patton Y High Point, North Carolina

Ernest Monroe Perry Mapleville, North Carolina

Charles Wilson Pickering ■ Copen, South Carolina

Willie Dowd Poe * Pittsboro, North Carolina

Charles Taylor Poston Y Swansea, South Carolina

Bruce Leonidas Powers * Wake Forest, North Carolina

Treasurer Freshman Class.

John Jenkins Price * Thomasville, North Carolina

Vallie Conway Ray Y Bangor, North Carolina

Daniel Parker Robbins Y Funston, North Carolina

Frank Sumner Ross * Wilson's Store, North Carolina

Edwin Ferebee Shaw Y Henderson, North Carolina

Oscar Jennings Sikes Y Monroe, North Carolina

Claudius Arthur Smith Y Concord, North Carolina

Cary Ray Smith Y Timmonsville, South Carolina

Secretary Freshman Class.

James Abner Snow Dobson, North Carolina

Benjamin Sorgee Y New Brooklyn, South Carolina

James Henry Spalding Y Eure, North Carolina

George Jones Spence Y Elizabeth City, North Carolina

Historian Freshman Class.

XAME. SOCIETY, HOME ADDRESS.

Thomas Eaton Swaxn T Cool Springs, North Carolina

Urens Edgar Swann T • ■ • Cool Springs, North Carolina

John Boyce Talbirt T Concord, North Carolina

Wn.Lis Perkins Taylor T Aurelian Springs, North Carolina

Cornelius Tate Tew * Clinton, North Carolina

Shadrach Franklin Thompson * Ladonia, North Carolina

BiRUER TowNSEXD * Lumberton, North Carolina

James Lassiter Tunstall T Cokes, North Carolina

Robert Lendon Upchurch <i> Clinton, North Carolina

Heber Jones Vann Y Como, North Carolina

President Freshman Class; Baseball Team.

Joseph Newsome Vann r Union, North Carolina

James Macon V'aughan T Flint, North Carolina

Jesse Benton Weatherspoon * . Durham, North Carolina

new histre

bi spense wheeler

• DONT no whether eny boddy nose it or knot but we are hear and tlieir aint
J eny more hear like us nor their aint eny more home like us either we got

hear sum time in august i think i aint quite shure i no it becaws i dont no
nothin i thought i knowed somethin befour i left home but i found that was a
mistake we have got sum middlin good prefessers up hear and they have treated
us newishes tolably fare if they dont get eny worst we mite dcside later to keep
them enother year their are sum things done up hear which we dont think is rite
one thing certain we dont like this here way the faculty has got of holding their
meetings in secret they aught to hold there meetings in the big chapel and let
every boddy come up that wants to we have got the well fair of this college at
heart and we think we aught to be allowed to no how things are going on

sum of these senyors and junyors up hear are just horred and they certainly
aint got much respect for a newish one of them senyors actually cussed at

ickabob the other day and ickabob he cussed back at him and then well i feal

reel sorry for icky now the pore boy aint got but one i we have desided that

the man what invented latin aught to be hung for life but the man what dis-
covered ponys is a hero and aught to be elected president of england hinds and
noble are doing a great and glorious work for the uplifting of the human race if
they ever bust our class has agreed to grant them a pension all the ballance of
there lives our class is very multitudinous being composed of sum boddy or
other from every country in the state except africa there is a feller hear named
josey dont env of us no where he from but we think he hails from sibera dont
let it get out but this years harvest of newishes is absolutely the best crop ever
raised around hear i just want to tell you confidentially that we are the guardian
angels of this institution heber van persides over our meetings and forrest is
our sporting man little smith keeps a record of our doings in our meetings and
brutus powers is our treasurer and keeps our funds we have 44 cents in the
treasury now which we will invest in peanuts at commencement santa claws
brings us sum viry purty toys Christmas he brung us one little jack-in-the-box
and on the outside was painted in bright red letters— sigmon he brung us several
other little toys which we aint learned the name of yet hufman one of them
playthings what santa claws put in our sock is trying to get the faculty to dis-

miss that blacking committea what blacked him as they used indelible ink instead
of shoe polish patton is our poet hear is a finished product of his fertile brain —

"senyors have their time to fall
junyors to wither at examinations — bluish ;
the sophs to pony up — but all —
thou hast all seasons to be blacked — oh newish."

mike justiss has bought a 40c. sweater and is trying to make pigtail on the
scrub base ball team his chances for this position of trust and responsibility are
very favorable as he has the support of the whole class ransom farecloth and
willie cox have formed a monopoly on boreing but i suppose ransom is excu-
sable as he is a candidate for 3rd marshall dr torn is the most knowingest man in
the faculty he is our friend in a time of need and a shelter in the time of storm we
have been treated reel cruel by them sofmoores which blacked us with shoe
pollish sut and axle grcecc but there is a bright day a coming by and by and then
when we had our picture took they heaved mud at us and cussed at us and called
us newishes but we will forgive them because they dont no any better the most
popular feller in the senyor class is si cology one senyor though said that si
weren't much on examinations

p. s. big broughton has combed his hair and is running for 3rd marshall i
hope he will get it if eny boddy else in the newish class wants eny thing else they
can get it becavvs we are running things this year i should also wish to state
that this histre is not very authentical being writ by a feller who handles the
truth rather careless sum times yours truly

historian

CONTENTMENT.

De 'possums what was in de swampy marsh

Has all bin cotched an' eat,
An' de Christmas times dey 's er drawin' nigh,

Wid not er single scrap uv meat.

But what 's de use er rilin',

Ef yer lot ain't zackly fine,
While de earf keep on er smilin',

An' oe sun don't fail ter shine ?

Dar ain't no cracklings in de co'n cake,

Dar ain't no flour in de sack,
An' de milk cow 's down wid de holler horn.

An' de gray mule "s broke his back.

Dar ain't no 'simmons on de 'simmon tree.

An' de taters am scase in de patch.
An' de bulldog sleeps by de chicken roost.
An' de blue hen's aigs won't hatch.

Blackberry time am done an' gone,
An' de frost done kill all de fruit.

An' de pensions, dey 's all fer de white folks.
So de nigger gotter starve er root.

But what 's de use er rilin',

Ef yer lot ain't zackly fine.
While de earf keep on er smilin'.

An' de sun don't fail ter shine?

J. O. Patton.

THE LAW CLASS.

OFFICERS.

WILLIAM ALBION DUNN, JR..

PRESIDENT.

ODES McCoy Mull,

VICE-PRESIDENT.

JAMES LESLIE COLLIER.

SECRETARY.

RAYMOND Cromwell Dunn,

HISTORIAN.

t f f

LAW CLASS ROLL.

NAME. HUME AllDRESS.

Ri(MAKi) Clyde Ai.i.f.n Kelly, North Carolina

Thomas Ai.i.en Dillon, South Carolina

Lk.mii.li-: Hendren Allred Yoimgsville, North Carolina

HuiiH Lawson Beckerdite Winston-Salem, North Carolina

Claudius Willie Bell Dunn, North Carolina

Everett Johnson Britt Charm, North Carolina

J. G. Carter Forsyth County, North Carolina

D. J. Cashwell Hope Mills, North Carolina

James Leslie Collier Little River Academy, North Carolina

Secretary Law Class.

Pritchard Sylvester Carlton Warsaw, North Carolina

Otto Frederic Dinglehoef 34 Grammercy Park, New York City

William Albion Dunn, Jr Scotland Neck, North Carolina

President Law Class.
Raymond Cromwell Dunn Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Historian Law Class; Editor Student: Baseball Team,

Robert Hardy Dye Fayetteville, North Carolina

Chaklics Gentry Gilreath .• Moravian Falls, North Carolina

Charles Ui'Church Harris Raleigh, North Carolina

FiT/.iiuGH Burgardus Hamrkk Metal, North Carolina

Walter Jones Fairfield, North Carolina

Walti;r Nev Keener Lincolnton, North Carolina

ChaklI':s Duffy Koonce Jacksonville, North Carolina

E. LoFTiN Larkins Burgow, North Carolina

Josi;i'H AiiN'ER Leigh Columbia, North Carolina

Fl1'.t< HICK Harris Lyon Austin, North Carolina

WiNFiELD HANcfiCK LvoN, Jr Raleigh, North Carolina

David Leonard McDuffie Fayetteville, North Carolina

Erni'.st \'ance Moore Liledown, North Carolina

LicoNiDAs John Moore, Jr New Berne, North Carolina

Charles M. Morse Carthage, North Carolina

Tola David Maness Wingate, North Carolina

Van Buken Martin Margarettsville, North Carolina

Odes McCoy Mull Knob Creek, North Carolina

Vice-President Law Class ; Baseball Team.

Wayland Leroy Newton Arlington, New Jersey

Henry Reynolds Pilot Mountain, North Carolina

George Dana Boardman Reynolds Eagle Springs, North Carolina

Willie Wendol Rogers ' Winton, North Carolina

Grayson Columbus Robertson Barnardsville, North Carolina

John Cuthbertson Sikes, Jr Monroe, North Carolina

Manager Baseball Team.

William Robert Sherrill Webster, North Carolina

Ernest Frederic Upchurch Gary, North Carolina

Leon T. Vaughan Scotland Neck, North Carolina

Leonidas Blackman Williams Rockingham, North Carolina

John Martin Wagoner City, North Carolina

HISTORY OF THE LAW CLASS.

ON the morning of the 28th of August, twenty-five of the best-looking (?)
young men in Wake Forest College assembled in Williams Hall to begin
the study of law. P.egin? Ye gods, no! for some of them had been
learned in the law " from time whereof the meuKiry of man runneth not to tin-
contrary," which, lieing interpreted, means three years. However, on this morn-
ing the pa]ia Solons and the little Johnnie Solons began their work together,
each of us dcternu'ned in " learn the law, the whole law, and nothing but the law,
so help us Gulley."

It was not a particularly handsome class, but long ago " Reddy " Allen had
declared tliat '" you can't learn law and be pretty at the same tiiue." ami who
knew better than '" Reddy "? .So in the ijcginning, each one carefully laid away
his personal pulchritude for future use, realizing that law was a most jealous
mistress and would brook no rivals.

But what of the jiersonnel of the class? h'irst there was Allen, the onlv
black-haired member of his father's family, who knew more law than any man in
the class, and whose faith in his learning was well shown bv his " I '11 bet you ten
cents I 'm right " on every occasion. \\"hn could better be mentioned here than
" I'ritch " Carlton, Allen's ri\al an<l legal enemy? '■ I'ritch " had already spent a
summer here, pretending to take Junior Law ( )ne, but in reality taking " Junior
(jrirls too," and he, with Keener and W. Dimn, most vigorously opposed the
personal pulchritude projMsition mentioned aljove. We do not mean to say that
these three were conceited: nut at all. nor do we tr}- to prove it, for quod constat
dare noil debet vcrificari is a well-known legal maxim, "Sport" Duiui, the woman-
hater, comes next. He was a great lover of Equity, and had for himself a
revised maxim, " Equity considers her Dunn who ought to be Dunn," wdiieh he
never failed to quote whenever the opportunity offered.

Then Keener, the lover; .Sikes, the joker; Collier, the advocate; Mull, the
quizzer; Maness, the orator; Rogers, the standby — each comes in for his share
of glory in this legal dispensation ; not to mention Pierce, who never asked a
question, nor Martin, who never answered one. After Christmas our number
was increased to such an extent as to preclude further mention of our members.

Yet we would not have you think that there were no serious moments for us,
that all our time was spent in " the vain pleasures of the world." I call upon the
immortal Blackstone to sav thee nay ! I refute it in the name of Greenleaf, that

mighty " Evidence " of a mighty man ! I deny it in the name of Stephen, whose
" Pleadings " should not be in vain ! I call upon " The Administrators and Ex-
ecutors " of Croswell to refute this odious calumny ! I impeach the truth of such
an assertion in the name of Clark, Bispham, and Adams, and that long line of
illustrious legal lights whose acquaintance we have made ! It is the vilest
" slander " of innocent men, done with a " malicious intent " to injure us in our
reputation and profession. Yes, our class has been studious, carefully observant
of law and lawyers, and each member possessing in a remarkable degree

" Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign powers."

Yet we have not been wholly free from strife among ourselves. The Moot
Court had to be organized, and every father's son of us wanted a position on the
bench. "Legging" became the order of the day and peanuts and pop-corn candy
proved mighty factors in the campaign. At length, the all-important day came,
and William W. Rogers, Esq., walked ofT with the palm. The other officers
were elected without opposition, and " this honorable court " was now ready for
business. " Richard Roe " and " John Doe " proved the most frequent wrong-
doers, and accordingly found themselves arraigned at every term. However, at
one time " Romulus Richards " and his twin brother " Remus " were before His
Honor for burglary, and at another " Jane Doe " had to answer for the crime of
making a " three-bagger " on the head of " John Fen." These courts were a
great factor in developing the powers of the young attorneys in the art of cross-
examination, in the putting of their cases to the jury, and in " practise and
pleading." Already Daniel Webster has been eclipsed and Thomas B. Reed
forced to take a back seat in the profession. Marshall and Taney sink into
insignificance by the side of Rogers.

" A Daniel come to judgment I yea, a Daniel !
O wise yomig judge, how I do honor thee ! "

As to the popularity of these courts of justice, the fact that oftentimes the
sherifif was officer and juror at the same time, bespeaks a large attendance upon
them.

O fortunate Six ! We sing of you who stemmed the tide of questions in
February and with unbroken phalanx reached that shore to which so many of
your struggling brethren look with longing eyes. Would that we had been
with you ! We see our error now.

" But thejtender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me,"

is the fear of us all.
1 6*

However, August will prove all things.
49

We were pleasantly surprised one morning on entering the law room to see
in the bold handwriting of our class poet that

" Professor GuUey last night over the other lawyers rode,
And was elected Chairman of the Commission on the Code."

The poet was right. True worth had met its reward and our Professor, " the
best expounder of the law," had been chosen to fill a most honorable and
responsible position. The embryonic lawyers will not in future dread the Code,
for under his direction it will lie so arranged that " a wayfaring man, though a
fnnl, need not err therein." We congratulate the State on having such a man to
help revise its Code and, you. Professor, on being accorded so deserved an honor.

'■ It doth aiijiear you are a worthy judge.
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most sound."

Now mv task is almost done, f realize the truth of the common law
ma.xim, that " hiciii est iiiliil iliccrr cl iiisiitficiciitcr ill(-rri'." lUit what can 1 di)?' It
is impossible to tell all you '\-e said anil done, tci relate all the victories you have
achieved, tn rec<iinit all of ymir trials, to mention all of your troubles. This is
impossible, and " .-I riiiil^ossiblc inic ii'rst tciiii." f n .\ugtist you will obtain that
coveted license: \ou will then be in reality, what you have been so long in your
dreams — lawyers — "men that hire out their words anil anger; that are more or
less passionate according as they are paid for it, and allow their client a quantity
of wrath proportionate to the fee which they receive from him."

And now, in parting, a woril to each of you, my classinates:

" I charge you by the Law,
Whereof you are a well-deservin,g pillar.
Proceed "

to success.

" Acting the law we live by without fear:
And, because right is right, to follow ri,ght "

until you have proven yourself an honor to your profession, and largeh- through
your instrumentality

"The kindly earth shall slumber lapt in universal law,"

THE MOOT COURT.

N. Y. Gui,i.KY

Judge of the Appellate Court.

W. W. Rogers

Judge of Ifie Common Court.
W. A. Dunn, Jr.

Solicitor.

P. S. Carlton

Clerk.

W. N. Keener

Stieriff.

MEDICAL CLASS.

OFFICERS.

John Archibald McMillan,

PRESIDENT.

JOHN LAMBE PRITCHARD,

VICE-PRESIDENT.

ISAAC ARCHER HORNE,

SECRETARY AND TREASURER.

John Brewer Powers, Jr.,

HISTORIAN.

MEMBERS.

N.^ME. S(H 11 l^. IKiME -MHiKESS.

Paul Ci.ENTdX Brittle T Menola, North Carolina

Paul Cru.mim.kk * Clinton, North Carolina

Thomas Joseph Dean T Cedar Rock, North Carolina

George Norfleet Harrell T Potecasi, North Carolina

William Alden Hoggard Y Windsor, North Carolina

Isaac Archicr Horne T Pendleton, North Carolina

R. R. Lucas * Plymouth, North Carolina

George A. McLemore * Parkersburg, North Carolina

John Archibald McMillan <1> Riverton, North Carolina

Paul Havne Mitcheli T Ahoskie, North Carolina

Hodge Albert Newell T Mapleville, North Carolina

John Brewer Powers, Jr * Wake Forest, North Carolina

John Lambe Pritchard T Burden, North Carolina

Houston Wingate Vernon T Wake Forest, North Carolina

MEDICAL CLASS.

MEDICAL CLASS HISTORY.

THE class of cniliryoiiic .Esculapians of '03 is Ijy no means entireh- tlevoid
of histor}-, altlioUL;li the miserly manner in which thev conceal it wouhl
make it appear so. 'T is true, the historian remembers one night when
a portion of the class, gathered together for a quiz, succeeded it by an experience
meeting. Had the present writer known, therefore, that he would afterwards be
appointed historian, he would have taken mites and thus saved some very interest-
ing facts. However, he has not completely forgotten that night, and will set down
what he remembers. This is all good enough on one hand, but, on the other, the
very gentlemen whom the historian has reason to believe to have the most history,
or rather experience, connected with their names, were not present. Nevertheless,
some facts concerning them have leaked out.

Xow, t(i begin with llie experience meeting. The first gentleman to give
his e.xperience had just retiu'ned from a visit. He still had reminiscences of
driving to church and of the fatted sheep killed for him, on his brain, though the
" cerebral " committee declare that the most prominent feature of this gentle-
man's brain is the floor of his fourth ventricle, liecause of a recent feat of this
same gentleman, the liistori:in feels obliged to add that his spinal cord, or rather
vertebral column, is prett\- good also.

The next gentleman to testify reached down and pulled out his watch.
Opening it and showing a girl's ]iicture on tlu' inner side of the case, he
remarked: " I'.oys, if 1 e\-er .-iniounl to anything in this world it will be Ijecause
of this girl, for she has " etc. ! ! ! This proved to be a very fortunate remark, for
immediately afterwards we were treated to a stor}- worthy to be written up for
some magazine, by the poet of the class famous for his lines on " The Lily
White Hands." He began his story something like this: " Boys, down yonder

in S County, where I came fmm, there is a school-teacher. I fell in love

with her and asked her to marry me. .She laughed at me because I was only a
|)oor, uneducated farm boy. Instead of being discouraged, I staited to school,
and while at school concluded that perhaps she might like a doctor. Gentlemen,
you know now why I am here, and if working will get her, she is mine." The
writer can assert that this gentleman has done faithful work. Who knows but
that some da_\ he will be a famous surgeon?

The class has lately learned tliat there is another Claude Bernard in their
midst. The discovery came about in this way: Two members of the "cere-
bral " committee were discussing the possibility of procuring for one animal a
peculiar trait of another by extirpation of the center for this trait and grafting
it on tlie corresponding center in the brain of the other. One of the spinal cord
men overheard this conversation and determined to try the experiment of remov-
ing the olfactory lobe of a dog and grafting it on to the brain of a cat, so that a
cat could be made to hunt birds and chase rabbits as well as a dog. He tried the
experiment time and again, but every time failed. Finally, one day he asked a
third member of the " cerebral " committee why his experiment wouldn't work.
This member explained to him something about a waller-i-an degeneration. He
concluded he did, and in the mud at that.

Before closing, I should mention the great consternation created the other
day, when it became known that the whole class, including the instructor, was
summoned before the faculty. The whole class was first censured for monopo-
lizing the gymnasium. Then each one had a separate charge preferred against
him — Grumpier, Dean, and Harrell for taking two years' work in one; Newell for
using profane language; JMcLemore for getting drunk; Mitchell and Hoggard for
dragging; Lucas and Ikey for doing more than their share of dissecting; Hoose
for paying too much attention to his looks ; Mc^VIillan for studying too hard and
for not visiting enough ; Powers for neglecting his studies for baseball ; Pritchard
for neglecting everything, even unto his personal appearance, for Histology; and
lastly. Dr. Cooke for not traveling enough in the interest of his department.
On promising not to return again next year, they were all allowed to continue
till Commencement.

Then, what may we not expect from such a wonderful class — some Ijeing
inspired b}- " Lily White Hands," while others have the idea of experimenting so
deeply implanted in them? When they shall have gone forth to the battle-field of
life, marbles used in the place of eyes will be a thing of the pas;, as the lower
animals will have to supply them for the higher. Alaybe our experimenter will
succeed in his transfer of the olfactory lobe, even in man. .\t least the science
of JNIedicine will receive a great upheaval.

Degrees Conferred in 1902,

MASTER OF ARTS.

C. M. Beach

J. P. McSwAiN

BACHELOR OF ARTS.

P. R. Alderman
P'. Q. Barbee
A. J. Be;thea
B. H. Browning
W. A. Dunn, Jr.
F. G. Hamrick
J. K. Henderson
W. Keener
J. A. McMillan
O. M. Mull

L. T. ROYALL

. H. V. Scarborough

D. W. Sorrell
G. T. Stephenson
L. T. Vaughan
R. P. Walker

J. M. Arnette
C. M. Beach
T. E. Browne
J. T. Buff
A. P. Garrett
E. R. Harris
A W. Honeycutt
C. E. McBrayer
J. P. McSwAiN
H. H. Powell

M. B. S.AWYER

J. C. SiKES, Jr.
B. F. Stafford
W. H. Tyler
W. L. \'aughan
W. E. Woodruff

BACHELOR OF LAW.

E. J. BriTT
F. D. Hamrick

O. P. Dickinson

F. E. Thomas

THE LUCKY THIRTEEN.

" Mike" is a boy of great popularity,

Caused, no doubt, by his catching hilarity.

He stays with his friends and not with his books ;

To loatinsi he pays more attention than looks.

" Biggy " is a man of huge dimensions,

But these can not equal his enormous pretensions.

Of temper he has an unusual share.

But when it conies to fight, well — Biggy 's not there.

" Ichabod" causes a cackling noise

Whenever he appears among the boys.

A perpetual grin rests on his face.

And he carries himself with proverbial grace.

" Lord Creacy" has a knowing look;
He's never seen without a book.
His look is always quite demure —
This dignified, this knowing puer.

" Barnyard " is a poet of great renown.
He writes of the chicken, the pig, and the liound;
He even has chickens in love in the yard;
He'll outlive his fame, the "Barnyard Bard."

Goo-goo "Alec" writes news each day,
And then peruses what he has to say.
A silver-tongued Demosthenes,
But his listeners appear to be ill at ease.

And now "Excelsior" with his bag of collars.
His laundry receipts grow into dollars.
He comes thro' the snow, he comes thro' the rain;
Long live the Parson of Excelsior fame !

" Sir Roger " builds pyramids of grub,
And packs them away in his cavernous tub.
And knowledge he stores away in his brain.
But his supply of wit remains the same.

" Buggy's" face is a question mark:
" Paid your laundry bill or not ?"
Politics is Puggy's sphere.
He'll wear the toga some time last year.

" Preach " beats all for telling a lie ;

This no human dares to deny.

He overflows with original (?) wit.

And with a case of " bores " his hearers are smit.

" Curly " spouts with oratory,

Of heroes bold, of battles gory;

But then he comes from Calhoun's State,

Where everybody expects to be great.

" Knotty " possesses beautiful hair,

Which curls over his cranium here and there.

A baseball player — a little wild.

But he handles himself with professional style.

Pretty " Hobby " twirls the sphere,
And gives the batter a clutch of fear.
The maidens' hearts are easy prey,
Bui Trinity proceeded to bat him away.

Here 's to the thirteen men of fame !
Some day you will hear their other name.
For long ago 't was decreed by Fate
That these thirteen should all be great.

'KiwAare. )ia.mor.!,arL^"MlC

CAMPUS SCENE.

(irganizattouB

WAKE FOREST COLLEGE BAND,

Samuel W. Bagley Leader

Talcott W. Brewer Manager

Samuel W. Bagley Solo Cornet

Oscar W. King Solo Cornet

George W. Coggin First Cornet

Thomas M. Bizzell First Alto

David H. Bland Second Alto

George E. Kornegay First Tenor

JUDSON D. Ives Second Tenor

Hubert M. Poteat Baritone

Talcott W. Brewer Tuba

Bruce L. Powers Snare Drum

Carl R. Smith Base Drum

GLEE CLUB.

Samuel W. Baglky, Violin and Cornet
Talcott W. Brewer, Violin
Gaston S. Footp:, Guitar

James E. Hobgood, Gnitar

Oscar W. Kixg, Gnitar and Cornet
William H. Pace, Banjo

Hubert M. Poteat, Violin and Trombone
Burton J. Ray, Violin and Guitar

FIRST tenors.
Eugene S. Greene
Henry E. Craven

SECOND TENORS.

jAMiis E. Hobgood
Gaston S. Foote

FIRST BASSES.

Burton J. Ray
Bruce E. Powers

second basses.
William H. Pace
John B. Powers

KING
PACE

GLEE CLUB.

FOOTE POWERS, J. HOBGOOD GREENE POWERS, B.

RAY BREWER POTEAT BAGLEY

Y. M. C. A.

William W. Baknes President

David H. Bland Vice-President

Hugh L Story Recording Secretary

JosEPH B. W^vcHE Corresponding Secretary

Benjamin F. Bray, Jr Treasurer

CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES.

Religious. Nominating.

James M. Justice Charles A. Sigmon

Finance.

Benjamin F. Bray, Jr.

Bible Study. Mission Study.

Julius A. Heilig Robert R. Fleming, Jr.

Handbook.

Charles P. Weaver

WAKE FOREST SCIENTIFIC SOCIETY.

W. L. PoTEAT President

J. F. Lanneau Vice-President

C. E. Brewer Secretary

Papers Read in 1902-03.

Dr. F. K. Cooke — " The Surface Anatomy of the Brain."

Prof. J. L. Lake^" The Predecessors of Roentgen and Becquerel."

Dr. F. K. Cooke — " Bacillary Dysentery."

Mr. S. a. Ives — " Attempts to Solve the Problem of Heredity."

Prof. W. L. Poteat — " Fresh L,ight on the Problem of Heredity."

President C. E. Taylor— " The CuU of the Occult."

Mr. T. W. Brewer — "Nitrification."

Dr. C. E. Brewer — " Processes for Rendering Wood Incombustible."

Prof. W. L,. Poteat — " Additional North Carolina Desmids."

Mr. W. W. Ashe — " The Economic Value of Trees."

i6'

VIRGINIA CLUB.

Joe Norfleet President

R. G. Camp Vice-President

L. L. Tkiplett Secretary and Treasurer

FAVORITE DRINK : FAVORITE DISH :

Historic James River Water. Lynnliaven Oysters.

FAVORITE OCCUPATION: MOTTO:

Bragging of the Old Dominion. Once a Virginian, Always a Virginian.

MEMBERS.

R. G. Camp T. L. Dunn Joe Norflebt

G. A. Peek L. L. Triplett

FRATRES IN FACULTATE.

Dr. C. E. Taylor Dr. J. H. Gokrell

Prof. L. R. Miles

Prof. B. F. Sledd Prof. J. L. Lake

Prof. C. C. Crittenden

RALEIGH CLUB.

MOTTO:

(Pi-ye, flu Kac Euffiahou.

FLOWER: COLORS:

Jimson-Weed. Peacock Blue and Turtle Green.

OFFICERS.

Talcott W. Brewer President

William H. Pace Vice-President

Burton J. Ray Secretary and Treasurer

Mortimer E. Forrest Keeper of the Cupboard

William L. Wyatt .... Inspector of the Capitol Square Loafing Grounds
Elliott B. Earnshaw Custodian of the Senatorial Cuspidors

MEMBERS.

J. T. Broughton T. W. Brewer E. B. Earnshaw

M. E. Forrest W. H. Lyon

W. H. Pace B. J. Ray W. L. Wyatt

WAKE COUNTY CLUB.

MOTTO:

When )-ou can't do otherwise — Don't.

LATIN MOTTO;

Nota bene omnia.

FLOWER: COLORS:

Castor Oil Bean. Tobacco Juice Yellow and vSkinimed Milk Blue.

VELL:
Wake 'em up ! Wake 'em up !

Wake! Wake I Wake!
Shake 'em up! Shake 'em up I

Shake! Shake! Shake!
Wide Awake ! Wide Awake !

Wake ! Wake ! Wake !

OFHCERS.

James Royall President

John Powers Secretary

SeagravES Vice-President

Henry Lanneau Grand Snark of the Universe

Spencer Wheeler Wool Gatherer and Rao:-bagninn Extraordinary

John Fort Prime Minister of the Harricane

Donald Gulley . . Special Weather Bureau Commissioner to Report Upper
Atmospheric Conditions.

Britce Powers The Medicine Man

William Royall My Lady's Page and Gentleman Usher

Eugene Turner . . General Assent from Chicago, Representing the " Big Feet

Combine."
Big Hot s. X'ernon . . Sole Laboratory Fossil Specimen Extant, Proving Irre-
sistibly the Evolution Theory.

Hubert Poteat Famous Discoverer of the Lost Chord

E.ARL Fowler .... Special Wild Animal Trainer of the Literary Department

E. L. Green Champion Bull-Fighter Imported from Spain

Booth Lord High Chaplain of the Peanut Grabbers

Thom.\s Gulley General Telephone Inspector of Wake

Brooks Harwell The Man with His Papa's Pipe

Fred Harwell Ex-President of Kindergartens

WiNGATE Johnson vSnpervisor of Reformatory for Hoboes

The following Stanch Democrats were elected Honorary Life Members :
Mr. Dooley, the Greatest Man .Alive.
Right Honorable Oliver Bracy, LL,. D., Dangerous Rival of the Old Blue

Back Speller.
Carrie Nation, Matron.

HERTFORD COUNTY CLUB.

OBJECT OF ORGANIZATION:

Fame and Office.

MOTTO ;

' F.xaffzoiy nan okif)"o<^ ix 'l\i'jcfi[irj Kan-irj luuioaxszai — "Takeoff your
dougli-face."

FAVORITE DRINK: COLORS:

Juniper Water. Meherrin River Yellow.

FAVORITE OCCUPATION :

Goober-grabbling and walking bow-legged.

HALLELUJAH CHORUS:

Eastern Carolina and the Institute Girls.

COAT OF ARMS :

A shad rampant on acorn-pone pas.sant surmounted by a mule brayant.

YELL:

Yackety yack, co-ra, co-ri !

Three times three for C B. F. I.

Fill her up in Como, in Union,

Drink her down,

Harrellsville ! Winton ! Murfrees-lown !

OFFICERS.

Charles Henry Jenkins President

Heber Jones Vann Vice-President

Paul ClEnton Brittle Secretary

(^No agreement could be reached as to Treasurer. )

MEMBERS.

P. C. Brittle V. Joyner E. C. Parker

K. R. Curtis P- H. Mitchell L. A. Parker

C. H. Jenkins Herbert Jenkins W. W. Rogers

J. A. Shaw H. J. Vann J. N. Vann

Hartwell V. Scarborough Patron Saint

Mr. Dooley, alias "Bill Bailey" Mascot

HALIFAX COUNTY CLUB.

COLORS :

Calico-red and Rabbit-box Black.

VOCATION : MOTTO :

Sporting the Women. White Supremacy Forever.

FAVORITE NOVEL:

Faculty Record Book.

FAVORITE SONG: FAVORIT i DISH:

" Ramble." Peanuts — Raw or Roasted.

OFFICERS.

Benjamin H. Browning President

W. Albion Dunn \'ice-President

Raymond C. Dunn Secretary and Treasurer

Hugh Johnson Beauty Spot

MEMBERS.

S. W. Bagley W. a. Dunn .

B. H. Browning Hugh Johnson

J. R. Cullom E. B. Josey

B. E. Dunn T. D. Kitchin

R. C. Dunn R. G. Lewis

J. O. Pope W. P. Taylor

NORTHAMPTON COUNTY CLUB.

MOTTO. SONG:

Nunc est tenipus bibendi. "Just a Little Bit Off the Top."

PASSWORD: LOAFING PLACE :

" Gnal-gnoop." The Devil's Pocosou.

PATRON SAINT: COLOR:

Ichabod. Turkey-red Yellow.

VELL:

Gumberry, Rah !
Pinnadab, Yah !
Pinnadab-Gumberry,
Northampton, Bah!

MASCOT:

Oliver Bracey.

OFFICERS.

Henry Russell Harris President

Isaac Archer Horne Vice-President

William Harry Strphenson Secretary

Van Buren Martin . . Lamp-post Holder

George Norfleet Harrell . . Bone Getter

James Ira Griffin Goober Grabbler

MEMBERS.

J. I. Griffin I. A. Horne

G. N. Harrell V. B. Martin

H. R. Harris W. H. Stephenson

ROBESON COUNTY CLUB,

COLORS: YELL:

Croatan Red and Yellow. Ho ! Mon, Ho!

FAVORITE DRINK: Wake Forest,

Ditch Water. Robeson Co ,

Lowrie !

SONG:

" Any old place lean hang my hat is home, sweet home, to me."

MOTTO :

Nil mortalibus ardui est.

TRANSLATION ;

" Hold Robeson, and save the vState."

OFFICERS.

Edmund Farris Ward President

J. Abner Barker Vice-President

James Dick Proctor Secretary and Treasurer

Berber Townsend Distilling Manager and Brewing Superintendent

Raymond Lee Pittman Missionary to Scuffletown

EvANDER Maloy' Britt Attorney and Spiritual Adviser

Mike Francis Caldwell Stable Boy for Ponies and Jacks

CONSTABULARY.

Henry Berry Lowrie Patron Saint

Doc. Humphreys and Bro. Cobb Ancestors of whom we are proud

FRATER IN FACULTATE.

John Bethune Carlyle

ACTIVE MEMBERS.

J. Abner Barker James Dick Proctor

Evander Maloy Britt Berber Townsend

Mike Francis Caldwell Ebmund Farris Ward

Raymond Lee Pittman Judson Willis

CLEVELAND COUNTY CLUB.

OBJECT OF ORGANIZATION:

To please the profane and to grieve the godly.

MOTTO: MORNING TONIC:

yu(o6t ffswjTou. fir)6sv dysiu — nothing doing.

COLORS: FLOWER:

Mountain Blue and Pale. Rosemary.

YELL:

Night-hawks !
On the walks !
From C. C.
Are We '

SONG :

Every Race Has a Flag 'cept de Coon.

OFFICERS.

Bayard Thurman Falls President

Patterson Lorenzo Newton Vice-Pre.sident

George Grifton Wood Secretary

Spurgeon Ord Hamrick Chaplain

Grover Cleveland Hamrick Ma.ster of Hinds and Noble's Ponies

Beattie DeKalb McDaniel Chief Bucker

Odes McCoy Mull High Attorney and Plenipotentiary

FRANKLIN COUNTY CLUB,

SONG ;
"44-'

DRINK:

Persimmon Beer.

MASCOT:

Calvin Pritchard.

YELL:

Boom-a-lacka ! Boom-a-lacka !

Cotton-gin !
Hoopla, jolly boys

From F-R-A-N-K-L-I-N.

OFFICERS.

Spearman Atwood Newell President

Eugene Spencer Greene, Jr Vice-President

John Edward Ayscue Secretary

James William Coppedge Milk-shake Mixer

Edwin Walter Cooke .... Great Mogul of the Mirror

Hodge Albert Neweli Qnack Doctor

Thomas Joseph Dean Delegate to the Faculty

Benjamin Thomas Holding Genteel Sport

FRATER IN UNIVERSITATE.

Dr. F. K. Cooke.

UNION COUNTY CLUB,

THE "HY-BALL" SAINTS.

MOTTO:

In union there is strength.

FAVORITE SONG :

'Medium-Metered Doxology."

FAVORITE SPELLER:

Blue-Back Speller.

FAVORITE DRINK:

Lightning Hot Drops.

FAVORITE SMOKE: FAVORITE DISH:

Red Raven Splits. Mulligan Flaps.

FAVORITE GAME: FAVORITE OCCUPATION:

Cock-fight. Ploughing.

OFFICERS.

D. A. Covington President

S. G. Hasty Vice-President

J. R. Sanders Secretary and Treasurer

O. J. Sikhs Ladies' Man

T. D. Maness First Grand Manipulator

S. W. Bennett Keeper of Flocks

Smith Medlin

MEMBERS.

Ed. Long
R. D. Marsh

J. C. SiKES, Jr.

SAMPSON COUNTY CLUB.

FA\T)RITE SONG:

"Bill Bailey."

MOTTO:

Sub hoc signo \inces.

COLOR:

Huckleberry Blue.

FAVORITE DRINK:

Hot box h-e and tar.

VEl.I. :

Rah! Rah! Rah I Kill 'em dead,
Sampson Countj' 'way ahead.
Razzle dazzle, hozzle gobble, rowdy fun,
What's the matter with old Samp-son?

OFFICERS.

Paul Crumpler President

C. C. Howard Vice-Pre.sident

Leland J. Powell Secretary and Treasurer

Leslie C. P.\rke;r Missionary to Hamburg and Smokesville

G. R. F.VIRCLOTH . Representative and Grand Mi)gul of ihe Moonshine District
J. A. Underwood . . . Sportsman, Millionaire, and Handsome Woman-Killer
J. A. McLemorE Physician, Poet, and Patient Huckleberry-Picker

P.-vuL Crumpler

Claude Bell
J. A. McLemore

MEMBERS.

C. T. Tew
Ranso-ai Faircloth
Leland J. Powers

Leslie C. Parker
C. C. Howard

J. A. Underwood

BERTIE COUNTY CLUB,

OBJECT OF ORGANIZATION:

To untie the bags of ^olus

PATRON SAINT;

St. Simeon Stvlites,

FAVORITE DRINK:

Sea Water.

LOAFING PLACE:

Harricane Hall.

YELL :

Hel-Ii-ti-hi

Hel-li-ti-he

B-E-R-T-I-E-Te

Bertie ! Bertie !

Hi ! Ho-Hi-He ! Bertie !

OFFICERS.

Herbert Hawthorne Mitchell President

William Alden Hoggard Vice-President

Carl Raby Livermon Secretary

John Lambe Pritchard Doorkeeper

Thomas Gideon Wood Toastmasier

Freeman Floyd Castellaw Corkscrew

Jesse Parker Frog Catcher

ALBEMARLE CLUB.

OBJECT OF ORGANIZATION: MOTTO:

To get our names in print. Do others, or they'll do you.

HOUR OF MEETING:

Any old time.

PLACE:

Knott's Island among the mosquitoes.

FAVORITE FLOWER: FAVORITE COLOR:

Cotton boll. Watermelon Red and Bull-frog Green.

FOOD:

Sand-fiddlers and bullfrogs.

PATRON SAINT:

Forepaugh.

OFFICERS.

John William Nowell President

William Scott Privott Vice-President

Warren Scott Boyce Secretary

John Howard Campen Spiritual Adviser

Benjamin Franklin Bray Paralyzer of the Feminine Heart

William Walter Stafford Supreme Loafer

George Jones Spencer Bait Digger

CHARACTERISTIC EXPRESSIONS.

The Spiritual Adviser : " Step aside, and let 's have prayer."
The Paralyzer: " Come to my arms, you long-lost pot of glue."
The Supreme Loafer : " I'll go see if I can't borrow some."
The Bait Digger : " Oh ! let me do it; you don't know how."

GRANVILLE COUNTY CLUB.

MOTTO: GOLDEN RULE:

Primum in omnibus. Do others before they do you

COLORS :

Tobacco Yellow and Dirt-Dauber Red.

FLOWER: F.WORITE .SON'(; :

May Pop. " Show Me the Way to Go Home, Babe ! "

YELL:

Pour her out ! Drink her down ! Here we are,
Granville, Granville. Rah ! Rah ! Rah !
We're hot stuff ! W^e hit 'em hard !
We've been living on good meat and lard.

OFFICERS.

James Edward Hobgood President

Thomas Addison Allen Vice-President

John Henry Vernon, Jr Secretary and Treasurer

Samuel Clemens Howard Chief Cook and Bottle-washer

Benjamin Wingate Parham Attorney

John Steger Hardaway Jr. . . . Ambassador to Shakerag and Black-jack

HONORARY MEMBER.

C. Glover

FRATER IN FACULTATE.

Dr. Tom Jeffreys

MEMBERS.

Thomas Addison Allen Samuel Clemens Howard

John Steger Hardaway, Jr.

Benjamin Wingate Pelham James Edward Hobgood

John Henry Vernon, Jr.

SOUTH CAROLINA CLUB,

MOTTO:

Carpe Die.

COLORS:

Bald-head White and Pea Green.

FAVORITE BEVERAGE:

" Fuss X."

FLOWER :

Cactus.

SONG:

' ' There 's a hot time in the old town to-night. ' '

Edwin J. Sherwood President

Richard D. Covington Vice-President

William H. Whitehead Secretary and Treasurer

Greene M. Garrison Lyncher

Herbert E. Peele Giant

Arthur F. Lidr Dispenser

Charles T. Poston Tillmanite

William H. Whitehead Corpse Inspector

MEMBERS.

Richard D. Covington Greene M. Garrison

Richard 1,. Kendrick Arthur F. Lide

Van a. Lingle .Martin L, Matthews

Hoyt H. McMillan Herbert E. Peele

Charles W. Pickering Charles T. Poston

Edwin J. Sherwood Benjamin Sorgee

Carl R. Smith William H. Whitehead

FRATRES IN FACULTATE.

Dr. William B. Royall Prof. John F. Lanneau

GOOSE-QUILL CLUB.

" Let him be kept from paper, pen, and ink,
So may he cease to write, and learn to think."

MEMBERS.

Robert G. Camp

Henry E. Craven

Raymond C. Dunn

Abner C. Gentry

John' A. McMillan

William H Pace
Burton J. Kay

H. Paul Scarborough

Edwin J. Sherwood

Charles P. Weaver

'02 CLUB,

THE ONLIEST WHAT IS.

COLORS: MOTTO:

Picnic. vSumma cum laiide.

SONfi :

Look for nie till your eNes ruu water ;
I '11 be home some day or other.

FAVORITE NOVEL: FAVORITE DKINK:

Moral Philosophy. Nervine.

FA\f)RITE DISH:

Rabbit Box Rare-bits.

YELL:

Raleigh to drink,
Durham to sport,
Wake to study,
Women to court !

I-AVOKITE RESIlRT: I-A \dK IT !■: I.AME:

Faculty Meetings. Tag.

lAN'ORrri". I' ASTIME:

Lying.

OFFICERS.

J. A. McMiLi..\N High-cockalorum

B. H. Browning Mogul

J. C. SiKES, Jr Circuit Rider

W. A. Dunn Dr. Vann's Jonah

W. N. Keener Delegate to " Harricane "

O. M. Mull Night Watchman

CALICO CLUB.

MOTTO :

" Hearts Bruised at all Hours."

SiiN'C: COLORS;

■' Sweetest Story Ever Told." Black and White.

F-WdKIlK OCCUPATION: FA\'ORITE DISH:

Making Love. Diamond-back Terrapin.

OFFICERS.

"Sport" Dunn President

Walter Keener Vice-President

Ben Parham Secretary and Treasurer

" Bk;gv " NoRFi.KET Heart-breaker

Hugh Johnson Ladies' Pet

FRATER IN FACULTATE.

Dr. Cooke

FRATRES IN URBE.

"Bill" Dunn John Brewer

ORDINARY CALICOISTS.

"Rip" Dunn "Bob" Dowd

" Dr." Dinglehoee " Bok " Camp

"Bill" Pace "Curly" Sherwood

John Sikes " Tups " Browning

"Doc" Purei'Ov Ed Hobgood

Gaston Foote

NIGHT-HAWK CLUB.

SONG:

" Who sprung the lock ?
Well, I don't know ;
Who sprung the lock
On the Freshman's door? "

COLOR:

Whittemore's " Elite Black ? "

MOTTO:

Now, Newish, You Stay in Your Own Back-yard.

FRATER IN FACULTATE.

Dk. Young

OFFICERS.

P L Newton President

B T Falls Vice-President

A. L. Fletcher Secretary and Treasurer

P W. PuKEEOY .... Keeper of Key-Ring, Screw-Driver, and Powder-Horn
W. H. Pace, J. A. Shaw, B. J. Rav Advisory Committee

WAKE FOREST ORATORICAL SOCIETY.

OBJECT:

To bore as often and as long as possible.

W. Scott Privott President

Ernest M. Harris Vice-President

W. H. Whitehead Orator

MEMBERS.

T. N. LoFTiN R. C. Dunn

T. M. Alexander B. W. Parham

G. M. Garrison W. H. Pace

W. B. Creasman J. Patton

V. B. Martin O. J. Sikes

D. A. Covington C. T. Poston

J. B. Huff J. E. Ayscue
T. A. Allen

HONORARY MEMBERS.

Prof. John B. Carlyle Rev. J. W. IvYnch, D. D.

THE LAZY CLUB.

Fattv " MrrcHi-.i.i.

" Rhinp: " Mari<ha:\i

" Bob " Camp

FRATER IN FACULTATE.

Ur. Sikes

THE BOWED CLUB,

MOITCI;

As the Knee is Inclined, so the Leg is Bent.

James W. Coppedge ... President

Hebek J. Vanx Vice-President

Gideon T. Wood Pig Catcher

W. H. Pack B. L. Powers

R. M. Down J. B. Powers

E. B. JOSEV K. E. C(JiNN(JK

J. B. Huff W. S. Anderson

FRATRES IN FACULTATE.
Prof. N. Y. Gui.i.ev Prof. B. F. Sledd

Prof. L. R. Mills
Prof. W. L. Poteat Prof. J. L. Lake

BRAGGERS^ CLUB.

MOTTO:

"Blow 3'our own horn."

John S. Hardaway. Jk President

James D. Proctor Vice-President

H. Frank Freeman Newish Bragger

F. L. Huffman S. W. Bagley

G. E. KoRNEGAY, Jr. J. B. Powers

W. B. Creasman T. M. Alexander

John C. Sikes, Jr.

FAIRMOUNT CLUB.

MOTTO: COLORS:

" Go East, Young Man." Yaller Corn and White Lightning.

SONG:

" Big Ball in Town " — with variations.

TIME OF MEETING: PL.VCE OF MEETING:

Saturday Night. On the Campus.

OFFICERS.

O. F. DiNGi.EHOEF President

J. E. HOBGOOD Vice-President

E. J. vSherwood Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS.

NORFLEET TkIPLETT

Hardaway Dean

SiKES, J. C. Faircloth

McMillan Lucas, R.

Browning Proctor

Freeman Sams

Johnson, H. Shaw

Harrell Keener

PuREFOY Harris, H. R.

THE NEWISH FRAT.

Somethinj^ 's crooked at Wake Forest,

Not a bit of doubt of that ;
Miracles are not quite over,

For the Newish 's got a F'rat.

Once old Greeley went exploring But ten Newish, bold and dauntless.

For to find the hidden pole. Pawed the earth and flung it high.

But his search it got quite boring, And swore tliey 'd liave a barbecue,

And the ice 'most froze his soul. And they 'd have it on the sly.

Ml. .S|)L-n<-c he went bareheaded

Fur to make tlie lioys a light.
And when l^duards got to "curving,"

Why the " King" he set 'urn right.

Though the jiath was dark and murky, The \"anns they swore they \\ raise a riot.
And crooked as Josey's back, And eat tliat turke\ then or die:

\el the vision of tliat turkey Hut this most kille<l sweet Willie Wyatt,
just ]jut brimstone in the jiack. .And lie just began to cry.

but they took him to tlie " Forrest,"

Then the\ sjiread tile dainties out ;
.And the fragments were twelve baskets full,

.And tlie penalty the gout.

It 's peculiar how the Newish And you never hear the Sophomores speak

Put to rout their lordly jjeers ; .About their rout that night.

The last are first and the first are last For the way the Newish fooled 'em,

.Now in these latter years. It was a blooming sight.

Why, the Sophs had donned their habits-
Wore their "evening" suits in full;

But the Newish all undamited.
boldlyj-olled the old black bull.

'I'here 's no use to keep discussing There 's to be another dinner,

This young Frat, so strangely[strange, In the Harricane, we suppose,

Though these heroes bold and spotless And the Faculty are invited.

Have introduced a startling change, But the menu no one knows.

If there's any lonesome brother

Wandering'friendless in the cold,
Let him see Smith, .Shaw, or Kitchen,

Then come join this feasting fold.

ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION,

OFFICERS.

William H. Pace President

Robert G. Camp Vice-President

Edwin J. Sherwood . Secretary and Treasurer

John A. McMillan Reporter

ADVISORY COMMITTEE.

Raymond C. Ditnn Odes M. Mull

Dr. E. Walter Sikes

John C. Sikes William H. Pace

G. A. A. OFFICERS.

DUNN SIKES

DR. SIKES

SHERWOOD

GENERAL ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION.

FOR the past five or six years we have been strugghng against imspeak-
able odds, antl indeed it seemed at times as if intercollegiate contests in
any form would have to be abolished. This falling so far below our
usually good record is due no doubt to many causes, but foremost among them
may be placed the lack of college spirit and the absolute absence of enthusiasm
which, we regret to say, is so conspicuous among a large majority of the stu-
dents. It is needless to say that no college can expect to put forth winning teams
under such conditions, for the greatest incentive to players comes from the
cheers and support of their fellow-students. Realizing that every institution is
subject to similar attacks, after which they possess greater spirit and renewed
energy in athletics, we still have hopes of reaching and even passing our old
record in the near future.

To this lack of spirit alone, however, can not be laid all the blame, as the
loose organization and abolition of football are causes which can not be over-
looked. But both of these are causes of the first, and both can not be correctly
placed upon the shoulders of the student. Under the old organization the dif-
ferent managers were held responsible as well as backed by no one. Accordingly
as they won or lost, it was to their good or injury. Thrown almost entirely upon
their own resources, they were slow to advance money for trainers and the
incidentals which are necessary for success. On the other hand, the students
were slow to render pecuniary aid, as an account or report was never rendered
showing the expenses, etc., and they were in partial ignorance as to what became
of the athletic funds. L'nder the association established this year, these diffi-
culties are, we hope, forever abolished and business is carried on in a different
manner. The managers are required to render annual accounts and are guarded
against loss by the funds of the association. On the other hand, the association
derives the benefit of all .noney gained, which is placed in the treasury to aid in
defraying the expenses for the following year.

There is another feature under this new association which is a great addi-
tion to the interest in contests and one which, though in the majority of the

colleges, has never before found its way among the customs of our institution.
A sweater is presented to the players of the baseball team and the first substitute,
making a total of ten. Being of a design the like of which no one is allowed to
wear except those winning them on the team, the baseball manager, and the
president of the athletic association, they are indeed handsome rewards for one's
efforts. A heavy black sweater with a large old gold " W " has been chosen, and
we look to its presentation as a further inducement to candidates for the team.

Of the third cause, namely, football, we are not in a position to speak ; but
in passing let us say that we sincerely hope that intercollegiate football will be
again allowed in the near future at Wake Forest College.

BASEBALL TEAM,

John C. Sikks Manager

James D. Pkoctok Assistant Manager

Raymond C. Dunn Captain

HOBGOOD Pitch

King Catch

Paci- First-base

r>o\VD Second-base

."^AMS Short-stop

Dr.NX (Captain) Third-base

Goodwin Left-field

MuLi Center-field

Harris Right-field

SUBSTITUTES.

Edwards

Vaxn

SCORES OF GAMES.

Wake Forest 15,

Wake Forest ,5

Wake Forest 3

Wake Forest 13

Wake Forest 9

Wake Forest . 10

Wake Forest i

Wake Forest 5

Wake F"orest i

Wake Forest ■ ■ ., 3

Wake F"orest . o

Wake Forest t)

Wake Forest 0

Wake Forest 2

Wake Forest 1

Wake Forest i

Hinghani 1

Oxford Professionals . o

O.xford Professionals 4

Sharp Institute 6

Oak RidKe :;

Oak Kidse 1

("luilford 6

A. and M. College 5

A. and M. College 7

Wofford 2

Clemson iS

University of Cieoigia q

Georgia School of Technologv 5

Mercer University 6

Mercer University S

A. and M. College 9

A. and M. College 23

BASEBALL TEAM.

VANN

PROCTOR SIKES

GOODWYN

MULL HARRIS

SAMS

FREEMAN DOWD

EDWARDS

HOBGOOD

COLLEGE GYMNASIUM.

GA'i^

il ^) (Q) 3n

GYMNASIUM TEAM.

Prof. C. C. Crittendex
W. H. Price

Instructor

Assistant Instiuctor

■n

S. W. Bagi.ev
W. S. Bovcic
R. D. Covington
Paul Cru:\ipiji:r
E. B Eaknshaw
E. B. Fowi.EK
A. C. Hambv
S. C. Howard

E. B. JOSEY

H. M. POTEAT

J. B. Powers

P. W. PUREFOV

B. J. Ray
W. A. Seagkaves
J. B. Talbirt
E. A. Turner
J. M. Vaughan
E. F. Ward

PRIZE-WINNERS IN DRILL.

prize-winners in fancy gymnastics.

H. M. Poteat, First
J. C. Jones, Second

S. W. Bagley, First

R. D. Covington, Second

GYMNASIUM TEAM.

TENNIS CLUB.

James E. Hobgood President

Benjamin \V. Parham Vice-President

William H. Pace Secretary and Treasurer

Talcott W. Brewer
Robert G. Camp

Richard D. Covincton

Elliott B. Eaknshaw

John S. Hardawav, Jr.
Brooks Harwell

James E. Hobgood

Michael H. JrsTicic Jr.
WiLLiAiM H. Pace

Benjamin W. Par ham
Hubert M. Poteat

Bruck L. Powers

John B. Powers

Prvor W. Purefoy

Burton J. Ray

Edwin F. Shaw

Edwin J. Sherwood
Carl R. Smith

Hebkr J. Vann

TENNIS CLUB.

TRACK TEAM.

T. W. Brewer . . ,,

Manager

W. A. vSeagraves . ^

Laptam

Pkof. C. C. Critte.den j„3,^„^^^^

S. W. Bagley j b_ po^ygj^g

W. S. BoYCE w. H. Price

Paul Crumpler p. ^ Purefoy

E. B. Fowler r. j r,,^

^- C- H'^^'"^' W. A. Skagraves

J. E. HoBGooD J. j^ Talbirt

S. C. Howard ^ a. Turner

M. H. Justice, Jr. e. F. Ward

TRACK TEAM

BR'ER RABBIT MEDITaTIN'

Hr'er Kahbit lit- sat er holdin' he head,
Woiid'rin' how long 'fo' he gwinter be dead,
W'en he hear Miss Meadows go singin' by
'lioLit de pearly gates way up in de skv.

Now, Br'er Kal)bit wuz er powerful sinner,
Fer he done gone en stole lir'er Fox's dinner ;
An' he mumble sorter low all ter hese'f —
I'se l)Oun' ter git married oi" be let' on de she'f."

St) de very nex' day he maker er call,

Kn takes Miss Meadows ter de cowslip ball ;

Fer he argue, an' argue, tell she say " all right I "' —

I'^f yer want er make love, take er jjitch-dark night.

(;i;i>KGi-; E. KiiKxr;(,AV, Ji<

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YOUR FUTURE LIFE REVEALED

ZELINDA

THE RENOWNED HINDOO PALMIST

CROSS HER PALM WITH SILVER AND KNOW YOUR FATE

IN THE halnn nioiitli of May, when all Seniiirs are vainly endeavoring to
deserv fame swooping down upon them from out the mystic future ; when
the Junior wants to know the temperature of his inamorata's passion; when
the Sophomore is wondering if he hasn't learned it all, and might as well shoulder
his escutcheon — Minerva's owl rampant upon a State sanitarium: and when the
Newish is vainly grasping in his limited horizon for some portent, be it ever- so
slight, of a happier future life, Zelinda came among us, and many dark and wild
prophecies she spun, concerning the " glorious " careers of some of our most
prominent students. Their st(ir\ runneth thus:

WILLIAM BURTON CREASMAN.

While most of the lines of your hand are well-formed, the fact that you arc
from Asheville, together with an excessive indulgence of self-love from your
earliest youth, has transfnrmed your line of self-esteem into an interoceanic ditch.
Your career in college has heen rather unfortunate, the hard knocks of a stu-
dent's life being unusually severe on you, perhaps because you were accustomed
to spending your hours of repose under a crazy-quilt before you reached the age
of responsibility. Although the general outline of your jaw bears a singular
resemblance to the weapon of the strong man of Israel, some of your classmates
had hopes from the physiological make-up of your " mug," that you might
become a pugilist, but your little encounter with Dr. Dean, of faculty fame, has
sorely disappointed them. Others, more spiritually inclined, for a time believed
that you would content yourself by issuing cut-rate tickets to the celestial sphere,
but your recent modest decision to righteously eschew the public eye by
decorously substituting the cap and bells for your graduating costume, in place

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of the cap and gown, has crushed their fondest hopes. Zehnda acknowledges
30U a puzzle of the six-ring sort and turns you over to the tender mercies of the
world.

WILLIAM SCOTT PRIVOTT.

The most prominent line in your hand reveals an amount of amativeness
that in quantity even outrivals the vacuum beneath your. raven locks. I venture
the assertion that the damsels that have succumbed to your charms are legion,
but just here the line is crossed by a veritable canal of trouble, and on micro-
scopic examination I find that " many a time and oft " has the " mitten " been
given in broken doses straight from " the cold shoulder." Your line of life,
while showing unmistakably that you are already many years beyond the spring
chicken stage, gives promise of great length.

In the legal profession you will be a second edition of the Welsbach light,
and your grey hairs will be honored by the mayorship of Terrapin Hill.

You are somewhat of a skeptic, and are wont to hoot at all theories of
Darwin and Huxley, but by the time facial paralysis — the inevitable result of
your youthful excesses — comes on. accompanied by the growth of a second set
of false teeth, a glance in your mirror will convince you of the absurdity of your
doubts concerning " natural selection " and establish an unbroken pedigree from
direct simian ancestry.

FATTY MITCHELL.

Your hand l)ears the unicjue distinction of being free from lines of any sort,
with the exception of a well-defined mark extending across the entire palm,
which I will call aversion to the strenuous life or, in the language of the profane,
inborn laziness. As you are sprung from industrious ancestors, I am at a total
loss as to a solution of the puzzle — but hold ! I will place you under the
Roentgen ray. Ah ! the mystery is rapidly unfolding to my astonished gaze ! In
prehistoric ages you were a Hottentot squaw in the wilds of darkest Africa, and
you evidently spent your time in barbarous case " under the bamboo-tree."

You aspire to the Chesterfield in your dress, and it is a laudable ambition in
your mind (?), as the rays show that in your former pristine glory as the beloved
consort of a Congo chief, your sole wardrobe consisted of a few palm branches, a
hectic flush, and a harness ring in your nose. To this last adornment I attribute
the distortion of your olfactory member.

RAYMOND C. DUNN.

I can see from the general form of your hand that you have been a great
politician. And though you have retired from the active political arena, you will

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again come forth into prominence as a candidate for tax collector of Scotland
Neck, or some other cquall)- high and eminent office. Your line of gab shows
extraordinary development and }our nickname of " Lip " is well deserved. But
what do I see here? Alas! poor women! You are destined to break the hearts
of many women, and to spend }inn- life as a confirmed bachelor. But you will
live to see one of your grand-nephews wear his " W" " and be captain of the ball
team of 19 — .

JOHNNIE STEGER HARDAWAY.

Young gentleman, I am sorry to say that your line of prevarication is
abnormally developed. However, I see many marks of good looks. You will
always be a favorite among the ladies. Thank you ! A whole five cents ! Your
future life is to be crowned with success as editor of the Oxford Times. Let me
dip deep into the future. Yes, I see you sitting in your cottage, surrounded by
your third wife and a host of children. Thank vou ; thank )Ou. Next.

BENJAMIN W. PARHAM.

JMy, my! a ladies' man! A heart-ljreaker : a man whose eves are things
that ilraw the girls. Young man, I think it my duty to tell you that the ladies
can not resist you and you should refrain from the wholesale cabbaging of
innocent hearts. But your sporting lines are so prominent that the mark .of
common sense is hardly seen. I see you as you will be in after years — the dutiful
husband of a rich widow.

EDWIN COOKE

j\ly little gentleman, you look so much like a girl! Yes, and if I did not
^ee that rudimentary beartl, I would say you were a girl. ( )h, but vour line of
conceit is very plain. Yes, you have a good opinion of yourself, and when \-ou get
the public to thinking as y(iu do. you will rise in politics. I even predict Con-
gress for you. You shmilil know linw it pains me to make these statements, but
I can only read what is plainly written in your palm. So you wish to ]<now
about your future wafe? That is dipping into the future farther than human
eye can reach. Good-bye. Next !

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THE FOOTBALL PLAYER.

Fifty pounds of muscle, fifty pounds of stien.i;th ;

P'ifty pounds of sinews, and six long feet of length :

Fifty pounds of fearlessness of anything on earth ;

A rubber nose, a naughty eye, and three-feet-six of girth;

Of spiked shoes a couple, of shin-guards, too, a pair;

A big, broad head that 's never combed, and a mow of tangled hair

Two hundred pounds of manhood in sweater and padded pants —

A Goth in the twentieth century, a knight without a lance.

C. P. W.

BUSTED.

What can make your heart grow sicker.
And your fist go double quicker.
Than to have some awful sticker

Send his dun ?
It 's five times what you bought,
And ten times what you thought;
But the fellow 's got you caught

Out of " mun."

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WHITEHEAD

ANNIVERbARY sPtAKtKb

ALLEN FOWLER PRIVOTT HARRIS

SEAGRAVES, Secretary STEPHENSON, President

E. J. SHERWOOD,

JAMES ROYALL,

STUDENT EDITORS.
EUZELIAN
RAYMOND C. DUNN, Chief

ASSOCIATES.

ABNER C. GENTRY EDWIN J. SHERWOOD

BUSINESS MANAGERS.
EUGENE S. GREENE WILLIAM C. BIVENS

PHILOMATHESIAN
HENRY E. CRAVEN, Chief

EDWIN J. SHERWOOD. Bus

JOHN A. McMillan

HOWLER EDITORS

ss Manager ROBERT G. CAMP, Edltor-ln-Chiof

ASSOCIATES
PACE CHARLES P. WEAVER H. PAUL SCARBOROUGH

BURTON J, RAY, Art Editor

IN LIGHTER VEIN.

We sat at the foot of an ancient tree,

In a rustic seat — my love and me ;

Not a word we spoke, not a motion made.

But her soft hand light on my own hand she laid,

And I felt her breath warm on my face.

As she leaned against me her agile grace ;

Then I seized her hand in ecstasy.

And the face of my bird-dog looked at me.

He stood 'neath her room at midnight.

As the clock was striking the hour ;
And his voice trilled the scale, preparing '

A serenade up to her bower,
And the maid looked out at the window,

While his heart went pit-a-pat.
But lo ! an old shoe on his plug hat tlew.

As she gently murmured, " Scat ! "

He drew his heavy armor on.

And on his trusty steed he sprang,

And loud against the deadly foe
His goodly steel he rang ;

And when the long, hard fight was o'er,

Dead the monster lay in his gore ;

But the gallant knight, ah ! woe betide.

Lay lifeless his fallen foe beside ;

And the knight was a Newish in all his pride.

And his foe was — a club-house steak.

Ch.^s. p. Weaver.
Il6

EDITORIAL.

THE board of editors place this, the first issue of The Howler, before
the students and before the friends of Wake Forest College in general,
with no apology whatever. It is true that we have been hampered by
inexperience and lack of material. Nevertheless, we have done our best, and
surely more than this can be expected of no man. We have endeavored to put
before our subscribers the best we are capable of.

For years the need of a College Annual has been felt at Wake Forest. So
far the Student has been the only means by which to reach the students, and nobly
has it done its work. Rut it can not, and is not supposed, to take the place of
an Annual. Briefly stated, our ol^ject ha.s been to collect everything of interest
in and around College and to place it in a convenient form, both for present use
and for future reference. What man is there who twenty years from to-day will
not be glad of a record of his collegiate life? Who will not be glad to glance
over the pictures of his old schoolmates? If there is any such, he is not worthy
of a place among the students or alumni of Wake Forest.

But it is needless to reiterate the needs of an Annual. They are apparent to
every one. When the subject was brought up for discussion no one denied the
need, but many questioned the feasibility of an Annual. It was determined at
last to attempt it for this year as an experiment, and if this experiment was satis-
factory, to rnake The Howler one of the regular College functions, as are the
literary societies and the magazine. We hope that in our first attempt we have
accomplished this much, and we trust to the loyal students and alumni to make
it a financial success, by their cooperation with us in buying the books. We
thank each and every one in advance for this sujiport, and hope that you will not
consider it money thrown away.

And in addition to the friends who have in this way supported us, we wish
to extend our thanks to the firms who have advertised with us in our maiden
attempt. And v^'e call upon the students to patronize these firms. They have
responded to our call of distress and it is only right in return that they should
have the proper support of the students. The lack of this support by the stu-
dents has been apparent for many years, and we now call upon all students and
friends of our College to stand by the firms that have helped us. We are not

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making' a lousiness matter of this editorial, but we do think that we have the
privilege, and furthermore, that it is our ihity, to bring before the student-body
the necessity of the ,sup])(jrt of the advertisers in our College magazines, and
while it is far from cTur ]nir])Ose to blackball any one, yet we insist that the
preference should always be given to the firm who advertises with us.

But, to speak of our book again : Perhaps the most glaring of its many
faults is its failure to represent the whole student-body. We do not wish to
shirk the responsibility of this fault, yet we can truthfully say that the blame
does not lie wholly with us. Outside of the board of editors, we have received
contributidus from only three members of the student-body, and it could hardly
be expected that a mere handful of men could represent the whole student-body.
To make it a book, devoted to the tt'/zo/i' student-body, we must have contribu-
tions from the students.

With line other remark, we close. It is needless to say that the jokes con-
tained in this bo<jk are not personal thrusts. No one should become angry over
any joke gotten off on him, but should calm his riled spirits by laughing at
others, when the laugh is on him. We have endeavored to leave out all rough-
ness, and we sincerely hope that no student or any of his family will be ofifended
in any way. We can only say that no ofifense whatever was intended and hope
none will be taken.

We would like to return thanks to the members of the student-body who
have aided us by contributions, the historians of the classes, and Mr. Patton, Mr.
Fletcher, and Air. Kornegay. Also we wish to return thanks to Mr. F. Graham
Cootes, to whom we are indebted for most of our art work, and last of all, to the
faculty committee, who have piloted us safely through our journey.

ii8

AB/^

AIIXER la\- on the bank, his little tanned face resting in his palms and his
bare feet waving gently in the air. The water, rushing over the pebbles,
made a i^leasant tinkling sound and he loved to watch the bubbles to
see how far they would go without bursting. A brown-coated wood-thrush flew
down to bathe his dusky plumage. A pheasant stole out of the bushes farther
up and began to feed among the green weeds by the brook. Up in the maple
tree a dove perched and looked down at him. Everything was quiet in the great
woods.

Sudden!}-, a harsh voice broke the stillness. The thrush and the dove flitted
away noiselessly. The pheasant paused a moment in terror, then flew ofif with a
loud whirr into the heart of the forest. Abner looked up.

I tell _\e," the rough voice was saying, " he ain't no more uv a school
teacher than 1 be. He ain't been a-traipsin' 'rouu' these here mountains all
summer fer nolliin', nutlier. He 's jes a spy fer the Revenoos — jes as I 'se allers
said. Me an' Jake Rainer — we 'uz skittish uv him frum the fust."

Abner recognized the voice as his father's. It came from a dugout in the
side of the mountain near-by, carefully hidden by a clump of laurel. In this dug-
out was his father's blockade still.

" Now, thar ain't but one chanst to git him. He 's a goin' back to C

to-morrow, an' in less'n a week we-uns '11 be in jail. He 's a-fishin' up thar in the
Paddy on the Laurel an' a campin' out. We got ter kill that spyin' rascal this
night, or — "

Little Abner had bounded in at the door. He seized his father's rough
hands in his own. He looked up into his eyes, his face pale and frightened.

" Pap, ye don't mean ter kill Mister Thomas, does ye? Pap, what ye wanter
kill Mister Thomas fer? What our teacher done ter you-uns? "

He hurled these questions at his father breathlessly. Every fiber in the
boy's being was stirred. Mr. Thomas had been the teacher in the little log
schoolhouse during the long, hot summer months. He had come to the moun-
tains from the dust-laden, murky atmosphere of a large manufacturing town fnr
health and strength. He had found what he sought. His school was out, and he

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was now taking his last outing befort- returning to the city. His sununer had
been a pleasant one. He had made friends of most of the simple mountain-
folk around him. There were some, however, among whom was Abner's father,
who regarded the young man with distrust and suspicion. Any stranger might
turn out a revenue officer — the most hated and hateful of all beings. The young
schoolmaster had tried to win this class and failed ; yet he went on about his
work, winning the love of their children and the good-will of the women. His
kindness to little Abner had been especially marked.

" W'y, Ab, who said anything 'bout hurtin' uv yer teacher? " growled the
father, after he had recovered from his surprise at the boy's sudden appearance.
■' We-uns wuzn't a-talkin' 'bout him. W'c-uns 'uz talkin' 'bout that thar teacher
over to the crossroads — 't wuzn't yore teacher. Now light out uv here an' git
home ter ye' mammy ! "

Little Abner was only partly relieved. He walked (jut into the sunlight.
The air was hot and sultry. A black cloud had sprung up in the West. Some-
how much of the joy had gone out of the babble of the brook and there was
something lacking in the sunshine. He knew that his father and Jake Rainer
and those other men back there by the still did not like the teacher. He did not
know what they might do. But would his father kill a man? He could not bear
the thought. He ran home, saying over and over again to himself :

" Pap, he 's bad, but he won't do that ! He ain't that bad ! "

The first big drops of the threatened thunder-storm were beginning to fall
just as he reached the barn. He crept up into the haymow and lay down. The
rain pattered sleepily on the roof. The smell of the new hay was sweet and,
boylike, he fell asleep. He was awakened In- voices hejuw iiini. It was quite
dark.

"Jake, be shore an' get here .-ifore midnight." one was saving. " It 's six
mighty long miles up thar an' a rough road. I hates this has gotter be done, but
we-uns air boun' ter pertect ourselves. These here revenoo orficers like voung
Thomas — a-traipsin' rmm' an' spyin' — air gotter !)t' hunt a lesson."

Aimer sat bolt upright, lie hear<l the barn-yard gate slam, lie slid iltiwn
and ran to the house, llis brain was in a whirl, h-ver u])perniost in his nnnd
was the thought, " I 'ni a-goin' ter save 'im ! "

When supper was over he climbed the rickety ladder to his cot in the garret.
When everything was quiet below, he softly raiseil the window and stepped out
on the slippery roof of the shed. In a moment he was on the ground. How dark
everything was ! The rain was still falling and the sky was hidden by black
clouds. Abner began to realize what he had undertaken. Froiu a far-away
mountainside came the wailing cry of the wildcat. The lonely hoot of the owl
echoed through the dark woods. " Granny " Mullis, the " yarb-doctor," had

told him gruesome tales of the ghosts and " hants " that infested these moun-
tains. He believed them all, yet he resolutely clenched his fists and started on
the long, lonesome way. Fortunately, he was a perfect little woodsman and
knew every foot of the road — a narrow bridle-path along Laurel Creek. Some-
where on this road was the tent of his teacher and he would find it. Tiie dense
woods loomed dark and terrible on every side. He could hardlv see the path
before him. He kept on, and on. Briers tore his naked legs. His feet were cut
and bruised.

The rain ceased and the mounlight came straggling out, revealing new
terrors on every side, — spectral shadows behind the tree-trunks. Rverv horrible,
ghastly story that he had ever heard flashed through his e.\cited l)rain. Would
he never get there? The way seemed without end and the path was getting
rougher and rougher every moment! How his limbs ached! But with the
unyielding mountain grit that had made his father the most formidable foe of the
revenue service in all the mountains of Western Carolina, he pushed on through
the night — mile after mile. .Suddenly turning a sharp bend in the road, he almost
ran into the little tent. .\ fire was smoldering before it.

"Mister Thomas — .Mister Thomas!" he gasped. " W aki- up quick!
Now !"

Thomas started up in amazement.

" Why, Ab — little Ab — what on earth — " he began.

.•\.bner told his story as best he could. Thomas caught the bov in his arms.
Abner ])ushed him away almost roughly.

" \\-\\ better be goin'. sir," he said. " If pap catches ye here ve 're tliess
the same ez dead ! "

Thomas knew that the b<i\ sjioke the truth. Soon he was tramping awav
for life through the tangled forest. IJttlc tired .Vljuer breathed a sigh of relief
and sank down by the dying coals of the camp-tire. He knew that his friend was
safe for the night and with a few hours' start could not be caught.

Two hours later three stealthy figures crei)t out of the sliadciws. Abner
ste])])ed boldly mil to meet them. His voice hail a ring of triuniiili in it.

" Tap, I thess si)rter 'speck \e air too late," he said.

Arthur L. Fletcher.

' What ill wind hath blown tlicni hilhcr? " — " X.mas Gi1'"ts

' Where guttest thou that goose look? " — Hulluwav.

' The emptiest vessel makes the greatest sound." — i'KocT<ji

' Greater men than 1 may have lived, but 1 do not believe it

' A snapper-up of unconsidered tntles." — Allen, T.

' Aiind hmi who can ; the ladies call him sw eet." — Cooi-;ii, E.

' I pray ye, lilllc ones, where are thy nurses? "

' He hath eaten me out ui house and home." — licjUGuuu.

' Too fresh to keep, too green to eat — throw it away." — Uroughtun

' A countenance more in sorrow than in anger." — Ayscue.

■ A shallow brain behind a serious mask." — Dean.

' Accuse not Nature; she hath done her part." — \'ekxci\, 11.
' A lazy, lolling sort not seen at church." — AIakku.v^l
' 1 will leave big footprints on the sands of time." — I'ow j-;ks. J.
' A child is among you taking notes." — Alexander.

■ Your skill is to make sound men sick." — l'RiTCiL\Ki).
' The rival of Tom Thumb." — Mitchell, K.

' A fat, sleek-headed man." — ruuFESSOK Culi.o.m.

■ There 's another star l;( me out." — C'oijk, L'. C

' Nature made him and then broke the mould." — Cri:.\smax,

' A moon-struck, silly lad, who lost his way." — Dr. Lucas.

' Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven." — " Tinuv."

' His brain was like the deep when tempest-tossed." — tHritt.

' The laureate of the long-eared kind." — Kornegav.

' Thou hast the sweetest face 1 ever looked on." — Greene, E

'Ye distant spires, ve anti(|ne towers." — Norflekt, Avscl'e,

' Oh, most lame and impotent conclusion." — Sigm(.)N, R.

'There is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ."—

' Faith ! 1 must leave thee, love." — Cr.wi'.x.

' What should a man do but be merry? " — Sikes.

' It is a damned ghost that we have seen." — Huffm.vn,

' And lo ! the sun is coming, red as rust." — O. " Mv " Mi'll.

' Sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought."' — Wii iji:iii:at).

' The stone that is rolling can gather no moss." — Dr. I'hoki;.

' Why so pale and wan, fond lover?" — Drxx, \\'. A.

Moral: The Devil can cite scripture to his inirpose.

DuxN, R. C.

L.
Gore.

Tew.

Why Rabbits Lay Easter Eggs,

UNCLE Al'.RAHAAf. <ir ITncle " Aljc," as he was nioro commonly called,,
was a "(larky" of the old school. At the close of the war. when the
slaves were emancipated, Uncle Abe remained on the plantation. W'lu-n
asked why he wished to remain when he was free and could make more money
elsewhere, he soliloquized thus:

" What ole man Abe wanter be free fer? Got one foot in de grabe now, an"
you come talkin' 'bout freedom ter me! G' 'way, man. I 'd ruther be er slave in
he'ven dan ter be one ub dese yer pore, lazy, no-count, meazh- free niggers what
'ud steal de bery money off'n yer eyes when ye wuz dead. Xo, Lord, old Abe
don't want nc] more freedom dan he gut right here wid Alarse Randolph."

.\be's first master and mistress were both dead, and now his master's son,
Air. Randolph, and his wife, lived in the big white house which overlooked the
large North Carolina plantation.

One of the pleasures of old .\be's life was to play with Charles and Paul, the
twin sons of Air. Randolph. Their resemblance was very marked and it grew as
they grew imtil when they were ten \-ears old it was, as the old man said : " Ye
can't tell which frum t' other. I jest call one ' sonny ' and de other ' sonny,' and
dat 's de oidy way 1 kin tell em erpart."

Easter Monday was drawing to a close as Charles and Paul, hand-indiand,
entered the old man's cabin. In their disengaged hands they carried the colored
Easter eggs which they had found hidden about in the yard.

" Heigho ! Uncle Abe," they shouted in concert.

" Howdy, howdy 1 You-uns must think ole man Abe done got deef. What 's
dem? " he said, pointing to the Easter eggs.

" They are rabbit eggs," replied the twins.

" Shore, dem ain't no rabbit aigs," said Uncle Abe. laughing until the water
stood in his eyes.

■' Oh, yes they are," insisted the boys : " mamma told us so."

" 'Course, ole br'er rabbit brung em here, but dey ain't no rabbit aigs," said
the old man, shaking his head.

" Tell us about it. Uncle Abe," said the children, thinking at once that there
was a story behind it.

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" Oh. chillun, yer all de time er beg^in' ole man Abe fer stories. G' 'long an'
hunt some more rabbit aigs, an' let ole br'er rabbit erlone."

" Please tell it. please tell it." pleaded the twins, bringing their chairs up
nearer.

Seeing that the\- would not be satisfied without it. the old man began :
" Waal, once upon a time der wuz er wider 'oman, an' dis wider 'oman
raise all kind uv guarden truck, sech as cabbige. peas, an' de lack uv dat. An'
dis wider 'oman had er leetle gal what hope her wid her guarden truck.

" Now. lir'er rabbit wuz monstous fond uv peas, an' every night mos' he
gallop (iver ter de wider 'oman's and des .gorge he'self on der wider 'oman's
jieas.

" Atter while de wider 'oman 'spicionate br'er rabbit uv eatin' her peas, an'
so she sot traps fer him. I'.ut 't wan't do no good. ( )ld In-'er rabbit eat de wider
'oman's peas jes' de same.

■' Bineby, it 'pear lack ole br'er rabbit git keerless. an' one night when he wuz
a croping erbout 'mongst de pea-vines in de wider 'oman's garden, all at once he
felt sumthin' grab he paw, an' it hurt 'ini so bad he des squal out same as ole br'er
fox done got 'im. lint 't ain't do no good ter holler, fer he wuz colch in er steel
trap.

But 't wan't long 'fore niornin'. .Soon ez it got light here come tie leetle
gal and take ole br'er rabbit outen de trap an' carry 'im ter de house. Ole br'er
rabbit keep monstous still, an' atter de leetle gal bin' he foot up he feel all right.

■■ Den de wider 'oman 'low she gwine ter kill ole br'er rabbit. Dis make
cold chills run up br'er rabbit's back. De wider 'oman tell de leetle gal ter take
ole br'er rabbit ter de wood])ile and chop off he head. De leetle gal min' her maw
an' take br'er rabbit ter de wood]iile. When de git dar ole br'er rabbit beg
pitiful ter de leetle gal ter let 'im go. but de leetle gal 'main firm. Den ole lir'er
rabbit 'low :

" ■ Leetle gal, I '11 .give ye sunUliin' |iurt\-. ef ye 'II let nie go.'

" Leetle gal 'ply back: ' What yer gi\-e me. Ijr'er rabbit?'

" ( )le br'er rabbit 'low : ' I '11 gi\'i' \ er some piU'tN culered aigs fer Ivister.'
"r was most luister den.

" De leetle gal say she let ole br'er rabbit go. ef he be sluire to bring de aigs,
( )le br'er rabbit say he hope de Ijre'f leave" 'im. ef he don't bring dem aigs.

" And did he bring them? " asked the boys, eagerly.

" Yes, ole br'er rabbit wuz ez good ez his word. He go to ole sis hen's
house and buy er dozen aigs and ole sis rabbit dye 'em fer him an' ole br'er
rabbit take em ter de leetle gal. .\n' every year ole br'er rabbit carry Easter aigs
to de good leetle childun in reconnnembrance uv his 'liverance frnm death."

C. 1'. Wli.W'EU.

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CONCERNIN' BR'ER ROOSEVELT.

Listen, you niggers, has you hearn de news?
White fo'ks dyin' wid de Washington blues;
Br'er Roosevelt say he 's er nigger, too,
An' he sho look like it through and through.
Ain't it so?

Boston niggers am er knockin' at de do' ;
Why deys er knockin' ? Doan you know ?
Br'er Roosevelt 'vite 'em fer ter stay er week —
Er eatin' er turkey 'twell dey hardly kin speak.
Dat 's me, sho.

Norf Ca'lina's fo'ks am er mighty mad ;
Wat we keer fer dat, Jes so we all 's glad ?
Niggers good ez white fo'ks eny day,
Least, dat 's wat I hear Br'er Teddy say.
'Case dey is.

GEORGE E KORNEGAY, Jr

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The College Calendar.

AUGUST is the montli (^f handsliakiii.i;-, intr( Kluctitnis and. incML-ntallv, of
/-% society "' lcj,^,f;int;-." It brinos ;i harvest nf new faces, fresh from the
farm and the Cit\, witli hopes and aspirations Ijeaniint;' from spjarkHnc;'
eyes. Every train brin.Ljs an avalanche of trnnks and " i;rips " of every descrip-
tion. The new man. if lie is not ah-e:idy in tow of some obHgin.o- Oldish, is at once
seized upon by the ravenmis avidity of a famished legger, and stowed away for
safe-keeping. He is left tu believe that evervbody has been expecting him and
wondering why he did not come sooner. If he shows a vacillating temperament
as to society, he is S])e-dil\ taken to tlu' si ida-fnuntain by some obliging Oldish,
where cold drinks are pmnped into him to help him make up his mind. It is
indeed the Xewish's parailise, but, like all earthl\- sweets, it is of short duration.

September is the month of trial, l-'or the ( )ldish it means buckling down to
hard work in a sweltering room, in shirt sleeves, with palm-leaf in one hand'and
text-book in- the other, while his mind meanders back over the incidents of a
certain parting, lie will never forget that |iarting: nay. he will even raise his hat
to the gate-post, in the future, at which it took place. It was moonlight — the
harvest moon, they called it — and he agreed with them, for he had reaped an
abundant harvest that night, only his harvest was far sweeter than the .golden-
headed .grain, for it consisteil of kisses. lie looks out of the window and beholds
the same stars twinkling in the heavens, the same nioim beaming down upon a
tired earth : and, taking care that no one is watching him, he throws a kiss at the
moon ln'cause it saw and did not tell. Then, recalling himself, he studies
assidu(jusl\ until he su(|ilenl\ decides he is sleepw and turns in.

The new man's ex])erii.nce is far otherwise. The paradise into which he has
been dropned has faded like an oriental iheam. a.iid he begins to awaken to the
sterner realities of colk-^e life. Jle has by this tinu- jnined society, and the circle
of his friends, for si'iiic reason, has dwindled to a remarkably small nund)er; he
fears to \-entnre forth at night lest he will be " sinned "; the lessons are longer
and harder than he had expected tlie\- would be: a new and |)eculiar feeling
begins to steal o\er him, espii-ial'.N when the letters from home become less and
less freijueut. lie is lialfw;i\ persuaded he is sick, .and writes his mother to that
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letter, telling him to see a physician at oner, and lie " real " careful so he will not
be confined to his bed, and get behind with his work. He then decides it is the
excessive warm weather after all. ami ])ays frequent visits to the cold-drink
stands. His symjitonis, however, become more and iiKire alarming, and calling
his best friend to his side he confides to him that he fears he has tyiphoid fever,
or even smallpox, and knows he is going to die. His friend is a good Oldish
and tells the lad it is nothing but homesickness, seasoned with the blues, and
that it will all C(_)me out in the wash, and cheers him up with a few nice yarns
about his Newish days when he was only prevented from .g<iing lu lue bv a tele-
gram from his father. The new man admits that he is right, cries a bit, and
immediately feels better. Then he gets down to work and is trouliled no mor,'
by that inexplicable longing.

Golden October succeeds the long, hot days of September. ( )1<1 Nature has
used her paint-brush on every leaf in the forest, and given them added beauty.
The roses alone bloom in the campus — the last vestige of summer. Class patriot-
ism is worked up to the Ixiiling point for the championship football game. Big
burly fellows who never saw the oval pigskin before are rushed out on the grid-
iron and told thev can p-lay. The Junior and Senior classes combine against the
Sophomore and h'reshmHn. and practise goes on steadily until the fateful day
arrives when the I'Veshmen are compelled to admit that " they never played
before." and the Snphomores excuse themselves l)y saying they never played
" much." ( )ctober is the gridiron and tennis month, and of late basket-ball has
been inaugurated fur those wh(j dislike the bumps and l)ruises which the foot-
ball player is invariably heir to. .\side fri mi these hardy sports, which give a
riKldy color to the cheeks, studying is the order of the day.

I'lvcrybody is glad to see November. l''\en the sound of its name causes a
savory odor to pervade the air, and visions of a brown turkey to dance before the
eye. It means also a Thanks.giving debate in Raleigh, at which a thousand
dancing eves, representing half as maii\' fair damsels, are the observed of all
observers. It is said there is only one deh.ate. Init in realit\- there are a great
many, and the intercollegiate ati'air onlv serves as the huh around which the other
debates revolve. The other deliates are masculo-feniinine. strictly private, with
impromptu speaking, and no judges. It is surprising sometimes how eloquent
some bashful, blushing lad will become under the stimulus of a beaming pair
of eyes. Sometimes it is victory, and somethnes it is defeat, but whichever it
may be, it is always a joy.

December is marred \)\- a dee[i shadow which we coimnonly call " exams."
It is then one discovers th;;t he has a conscience, and it is continuall}' reminding
him that he has imt been studying and ])oints a finger of warning to a black pit
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word. " Failure." The schedule is posted, and to .some it reads like a death-
warrant. The storekeepers immediately have a rush on oil, and sedate lamps
never known to burn later than 10:30, give forth their uncanny lights in the wee
small hours. At last the day ni judgment arrives — the Philippi of the I*'mpire of
Knowledge. The midnight oil has had its efifect, Tlie nightmare is over, and
one awakes to the joyful realities of Christmas holidays at h(_inie.

January comes all too soon, and with it a reluctant end to holiday sports.
Each trunk contains, in addition to the usual paraphernalia, a box of Christmas
sweets which make midnight feasts until the month is well advanced. Everv-
body has made some New Year resoluti(JHs. ( )ne has determined to studv hard
and make a few " cxs " on his midterm, but after weighing and finding he has
lost half a pound of avoirdu])ois, he becomes apprehensive, and determines he
will fail before he will " kill himself "' studying. The cold weather, seasoned with
an occasional snow, keeps him chjse in his room until the ground-hog's proph-
ecy tells him that the backbone of winter is broken.

February is anniversary month, at which lime an ( )ldish measures his
popularit\- by the munber of times he refuses engagements because he is " full
up." The new man looks on longingly and hides his disappointment with the
words, " \anity. vanity! all is vanity." The day comes at last and with it a
deluge of visitors, the majority of whom belong to the fair sex. Every one
attends, but nobody knows the query for debate, nor the excellencies of the
speeches, save a few sedate listeners in front. .\t night come the orations, and
then the reception in the societ\- halls, where every swain becomes an eloquent
orator to the small audience of one. Everybody is happy, save the taciturn man
who is stuck tight as an oyster-shell in tjie corner, and who has remarked a half-
dozen times within the last ten minutes that it is remarkably warm, despite the
fact that the wind howls around the window at his back. At last the lights go
out, the banqueters troop across the campus to their homes, and Miss Anna
\'ersary takes her departure.

March is the least eventful month of the whole year. Old ^-Eolus kindly
cages his howling winds and allows some fine days for baseball. The men show
up stifif at first, but gradually they begin to " ginger up," and play well. The
good-natured, but warm rivalry which goes on for any vacant place on the team
has shown some one man superior to his fellow competitors and he is awarded
the place. " Old Ironsides " takes the field and proceeds to make the first team
look well to their laurels. Towards the last of the month comes the " Marshal s
set-up," consisting of the annual laugh, a bag of peanuts and candy, and other
dainties. Everybody laughs, everybody smokes, and everybody has a gocSd
time.

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April sees the baseball season in full swing, and the ti-am readv to bosjin its
season's games. The manager has had his work completed since early Tn the
fall, and all that needs to be don-,- is to get the team in the pink of trim.' Every
evening until the team leaves, large crowds of "rooters" gather along the
bleachers to encourage the team. Then after the team has departed the hotel is
the Mecca of news, to find out tlie result of the games, and college feeling is
raised or depressed according as we win or lose, while the respective merits or
defects of the various players become the table-talk of all the boarding-houses.
The spring ennui, commonly called " that tired feeling," is coming to make itself
felt, and with it the spring poet, finding books boring, and common conven-
tionalities annoying, betakes himself to Nature's solitudes, " far from the mad-
ding crowd," and there makes verses to turn loose on the unsuspecting public.

The campus is a flower garden in May. Every flower is bursting into bloom
and the air is redolent with perfume ; the trees are verdant with tender, under-
grown leaves, and every branch has its symphony of summer songsters. Stu-
dents bend over their books in gaudy negligees, gayly kicking their feet in the
air. Final examinations are passed with credit and then comes commencement.
The distinguished-looking trustees hold their meetings and visitors flock in on
every train — sisters, brothers, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, and sweethearts —
all come to see " Willie " graduate. It is tlie gaiety season of the year. There is,
however, a tinge of sorrow along with the jo)-. for the Senior, because it means
the severing of fond ties and a long farewell t(3 Alma Mater, and an entering
upon the life for which he has so long been preparing. The last day arrives ; the
diplomas with loiidc or no laiidc presented ; the guests depart ; and with their
departure the college year becomes a bit of pleasant history in the annals of the
institution. ' Gerhardt.

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A NEWISH'S SOLILOQUY. ^

To run or not to run : that is the question ;

Whether 't is nobler in the mind to suffer

The thoughts of a disgraceful blacking,

Or to take flight from that mob of Sophs,

And by running evade them ? To escape : to brag ;

No more ; and by a swear to say I end

The heartaches and thousand anxious pangs

Newish are heir to ; 't is a feeling

I fain would know. To escape, to brag ;

To brag : perchance too much ; aye, there 's the rub ;

For by that brag of luck, what Sophs may come

When I have spread abroad this tale of joy,

And black me yet ; there 's the dilemma

That makes suspense of such a length ;

Fur who could stand the drags and pulls of friends.

The Sophomore's wrongs, the roommate's laugh,

The stings of a wounded pride, the faculty's delay.

The insolence of years and indignities

That Newish from his oppressors takes

When he him.self might his honor save

By some good sprinting ? Who would a blacking bear,

To groan and sweat under a blacker's grasp,

But that fear of blacking after brags.

That Newi.sh state from whose realm

No son unblacked returns, rattles my brain,

And makes me rather bear a long suspense

Than take a blacking without defense?

Thus blacking does make cowards of us all,

And thus the bravest resolution

Is scattered to the four winds of the earth.

And intentions backed by all that 's in me

With this regard then always come to naught

And never become action. Soft you, now !

The hoary Senior ! Greybeard, in thy orisons.

Be all my woes remember'd.

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A Victim of Cupid*

MORTIMER REII) was a hero with the boys, if not with the faculty.
I'rcTm the time he hail entered college as a Freshman from the moun-
tains he had |)laye(l pranks even more assiduously than the Freshman
studies durint;' the first three weeks of collcije : and the result was that in his
Senior year he was prettv well aci|uainte(l with the order of Ijusiness and mode
of transaction of the facult\- trihimal.

But with all his jiranks he had won distinction in athletics, and in his Senior
year he was captain nf the \arsit\- eleven, and ca|)tain of the baseliall team as well,
with the corresponding popularity which such distinctions carry.

This was the state of affairs until the Christmas liolidays. Then there was a
change. The holidays had been unusually pleasant and he was returning to
college a week late. He lived in a little out-of-way place in the mountains-, where
trains jog along at a take-\-our-time pace, and where snows are deep and blizzards
frequent.

For an hour he had lieen the onlv iiccu])ant of the dingy little car, and he
was looking discontentedl\' out of the window, wishing for something to happen.
And his wish was unex])ectedlv gratified.

The train slowed up at an insignificant station and the car door opened and
a young lacly boarded the train. She carried a mysterous-looking bundle, the
contents of which lie was not left long in dou1>t about, for the train had hardly
gotten luider way when a series of shrieks issued from the depths of the wraps,
and a volley of baby oaths gave vent to the indignant spirit it enclosed.

The snow which had been falling since early morning continued to increase
as night closeil in, banking itself in deep drifts along the track. The train
dragged along at a snail's pace, and finallv stopped.

" Snow-bound," annotuiced the I'.orter, coming through the car, swinging liis
lantern. " Got ter wait fer another engine ter ]m\\ us out."

He shut the dour with a bang.

The young lady heaved a sigh, and the \oungster as if comprehending all at
once the situation and the dela\- it entailed, l)egan to register his protest in a
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Mortimer Reid uttered a low oath. Here he was, ditched in the snow in a
railroad cut, miles from anywhere, with a strange young lady and a boisterous
brat for companions, with the prospect of spending the night in that unpleasant
and embarrassing situation.

The kid began anew. For the first time Reid noticed the young lady's face.
She was remarkably pretty, tall, with black hair, and a pair of dreamy eyes.

" If I just had some milk to give him," she murmured half to herself. " Do
you think we will have to wait here long? " she asked, addressing her companion.

•• Indeed, it seems so now," replied Reid. Then growing sympathetic, he
said : " Let me see if I can't get some milk for the baby. I saw a farm-house
just a little way back."

He buttoned his storm-coat securely, rolled up his trousers, and left the car.
The baby was crying louder than ever.

For a quarter of an hour he floundered about in the drifts, when a light
loomed up before him. He approached and found it to be an unpretentious
but comfortable-looking farm-house.

A woman came in answer to his knock and invited him in. He stated his
plight.

" To be sure, ye can get some milk fer the kid, and some supper too. Come
in and warm yerself."

After warming himself he set out on his return, laden with a pail of milk and
a basket of lunch.

When he entered the car the baby had cried himself to sleep.

" And so you succeeded in finding the house, did you? Come to the fire
and warm yourself. I know you must be almost frozen to death."

He set down the milk and slowly drew himself from his great overcoat.

" Yes, the gods were kind, and I not only got some milk, but a lunch also."

" .\h ! Mr. " ■■ Reid," supplied Mortimer.

" I forgot we have never met, and that it is very unconventional and im-
proper for me to talk with you without Ijeing introduced. Allow me to thank
you for the baby's mother for the milk, and for myself, Miss Gladys Twitty, for
the lunch. Now, that we know each other, let us serve supper."

A cushion became an impromptu table, and save for the scarcity of table
linen the supper was a success.

After the repast was over, they began to become reconciled to their fate,
and the baby, satisfied that he had not been neglected, slept soundly.

The snow gradually ceased falling.

Towards one o'clock a relief engine arrived and pulled them out of the drift
and within the next hour they had reached the junction where their ways
separated.

133

II.

Mortimer Reid was engaged in giving his shoes an unusual luster. He
pulled off his sweater and replaced it by an immaculate white shirt. Then he
slipped on a white vest and black coat.

His roommate watched the procedure from his seat in the window-place.

"Anybody dead?" he inquired, astonished at this unusual performance.

" No," replied Reid, without looking up.

He finished his toilet and went out, walking leisurely down the long shady
boulevard toward the President's house.

His roommate continued to watch his tall athletic figure until it was lost in
the distance. Then he turned to several companions who had just come in.

" Poor boy," he said, " I knew it all along. He has flunked on Logic and
has gone to see Pres. about it. Pity if he can't graduate after he 's done so much
for varsity athletics."

But Mortimer Reid was far from despondent as he strolled up the walk to the
President's house. Such a thought as failing on Logic had not entered his mind
since the examination ; and if it had, he was not the kind of man to cry over
spilled milk.

At the end of two hours he returned, whistling, his face wreathed in smiles.

" Well, how goes it? Did Pres. tell you that you hit the ceiling on Log., or
did he tell you he had made use of the hydraulic press and put you through? "
asked Payne, looking up from his work.

Reid winced. Logic had been a veritable tlidin in the flesh with him.

" Didn't see him."

" And pray, why so hapjiy? That rich aunt died and made you her heir?
Perhaps found a diamond mine somewhere? "

" Oh, confound it, if you must know, the President's wife's sister is visiting
her, and I have been up to call. Met her in a snowstorm last Christmas."

" Just knew there was a woman in it somewhere, when you shucked that
sweater. Cioing to be civilized and go courting, eh? Pres. thinking about adopt-
ing you in the family? Well, good luck to you, my dear frau," and he shut the
door and was gone.

HI.

As spring advanced Mortimer Reid increased the frequency of his visits to
the President's house.

" Specializing on Logic," explained Payne to a group of observers. " I don't
blame him, though ; if I had such a fair pedagog, I could recite syllogisms on my
death-bed."

Reid no longer wore the customary varsity sweater. He felt it a disgrace to
be seen in it, except on the diamond.

134

The baseball season opened and Reid threw himself into training his team
with new-born ardor. He determined to redeem the poor record made by the
varsity last year.

A portion of his zeal was instilled into his fellows, and when the team came
to start on its season's tour there was no one but felt confident of victory.

At the end of the season the team returned crowned with laurels. There
had not been a single defeat, and the varsity rang loud with praise for Reid.

But the fame he had won meant little to him. Between him and his degree
yawned the abysm of another examination on Logic. A feeling of final defeat
took hold of him.

The examination was to be held at the President's house. He felt if he had
been anywhere else he could have flunked with dignity.

He went over the questions in sort of a vague dream, and after he handed in
the paper he sat in dejected silence while the President corrected it. The still-
ness seemed unbearable.

At last the President broke the silence.

" Mr. Reid, you have done well. Allow me to congratulate you. You have
done the university an inestimable service this year, and I thank you."

Reid emerged flushed from the study. In the hall he met Gladys. She read
victory in his face.

" Accept my hearty congratulations, for I see you have won this time."

" And now," he said, taking both her hands, " since I have won one prize, I
want another. I could not ask you before, but now I want you, dearest, for my
own."

She gazed for one short moment into his sparkling eyes, and he felt her hand
grow lax in his grasp. Then she turned from him and gazed into the distance,
and two large tears escaped and fled down her flushed cheek as she said : " I
guess you have won again, Mortimer." Charles Preston Weaver.

135

POEM.

Said a pretty maid to a basfiful lad,

"Que pensez vous, ami?"
With a crimson flush the lad replied,

"Je pense que vous aime, ami."

"Je pense," said the maid, and paused,
"Que pensez vous, ami?"
And the maiden's face was flushed when she said,
"Je pense que vous aime, aussi."

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