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To the memory of 

Professor Lewis Littlepage Holladay, A. M., LL. D., 

a ripe scholar, a brilliant instructor, and 

a man of noble character, 

who labored faithfully for the interests of the students, 

and for the advancement of his 

Alma Mater, 

this book is affectionately dedicated 

by the students of 

Hampden=Sidney College. 





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RIENDS, old and young, where'er you be, 

From the midst of the dusky dells we bring 
The song of the bird with the opening flower, 

And the airs that breathe from the lips of spring — 
The whilom ways of the by-gone years 

When you trod the paths we tread to-day, 
Before you knew life's after tears 

Or the thick of the fight in the world's affray. 

We come with the scent of the clover sweet — 

With the florid thought of youth in tune 
To the pulsing blood of the riant heart 

Ere it turns toward Life's sad, sobering noon ; 
We come with the glint and the glow of the days 

That once you knew when you lingered here; 
And we hope that we 'II touch in subtle ways 

Some latent note to your memory dear. 

So your hearts with ours again in glee 

Will sing with a bit of the olden glow 
The ways that you knew and we know to-day, 

The life of the now and the long ago, 
The life of the world where all is hope, 

The life of the dawn in its sweet repose, 
The life that you knew and the life that we know, 

With a smile for its friends and a prayer for its foes. 



Associate Editors. 

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April 20, 










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1 1, 







Examination of candidates for admission into College. 
Session opened at 4.00 p. m. with a public address by Rev. Dr. 

Petrie, Charlottesville, Virginia. 
Thanksgiving Day. Holiday. 
Christmas holiday began. 

Second Term began. 

Washington's Birthday. Intermediate Celebration of Literary 


Baccalaureate Sermon. 
Examination of candidates for admission. 
Meeting of Board of Trustees at 8.00 p. m. 
Celebration of Union Society at 8.00 p. m. 
Address before the Literary Societies. 
Address before the Alumni at 12.00 m. 
Celebration of Philanthropic Society at 8.00 p. in. 
Commencement Exercises at 1 1 a. m. 
Senior Class Celebration at 8.00 p. m. 



Richard McIlwaine, D. D., LL. D., E 
R. C. Anderson, Esq. . 
Rev. A. W. Pitzer, D. D. . 
* Hon. W. W. Henry . 
Rev. P. B. Price 
Rev. T. W. Hooper, D. D. . 
Rev. W. G. Finley, D. D. 
Rev. M. L. Lacy, D. D. 
Paul C. Venable, Esq. . 
Judge W. H. Mann . . . 
Henry Easley, Esq. ■ 
Samuel L. Flournoy, Esq. 
Rev. F. T. McFaden . . 
Hon A. D. Watkins . . . 
Judge J. L. Tredway . 
Rev. W. C. Campbell, D. D 
J. T. McAllister, Esq. . 
Dr. Peter Winston . ■ . 
w. g. dunnington, esq. 
A. A. Campbell, Esq. . . 
Hon. E. C. Venable . . 
Captain J. M. Harris . 
Bishop R. H. Gibson . . 
H. A. Stokes, Esq. . . . 
J. H. H. Pancake, Esq. . 


Covington, Va. 

Washington, D. C. 

Richmond, Va. 

Buchanan, Va. 

Christiansburg, Va. 

Fishersville, Va. 

Sink's Grove, Va. 

. Danville, Va. 

. Nottoway, Va. 

South Boston, Va. 

Charleston, W. Va. 

. Lynchburg, Va. 

. Farmville, Va. 

Chatham, Va. 

. Roanoke, Va. 

Hot Springs, Va. 

. Farmville, Va. 

Farmville, Va. 

Wytheville, Va. 

. Petersburg, Va. 

Blackstone, Va. 

Richmond, Va. 

Sanco, Va. 

Romney, W. Va. 

* Deceased. 



President, and Professor of Moral Philosophy 
and Bible History. 


Professor Emeritus of the Latin and German 


Professor of Mathematics and Instructor in 


Professor of the Greek Language and In 
structor in French. 

J. H. C. BAGBY, M. A., M. E., Ph. D., 

Professor of Physical Science. 


Professor of English and Historical and Political 
Scie ce. 

M B. ALLMOND, M. A., LL. D., 

Professor of Latin and Instructor in German. 

J. H. C. WINSTON, B. S., PH. D., 

Professor of Chemistry. 

T. W. HOOPER, JR A. B., 

Fellow and Instructor in Mathematics and English. 


Fellow and Instructor in Latin and Greek. 

P. LACY Physician to College. 

R. THORNTON Curator. 

C BROCK Clerk of Faculty. 

R. MCILWAINE Librarian. 

E. OSBOURNE Assistant Librarian. 

W. HOOPER, JR. . . Instructor in Physical Culture. 

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Society of Hlumnt. 

©fftcers of tbe Society. 

Uev. A. W. Pitzkii, President Washington, District of Columbia 

Mr A. J. Morrison, Vice-President Baltimore, Maryland 

Dr. H. R. McIlwaine, Secretary and Treasurei Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

Executive Committee. 

Prof. James R. Thornton, Chairman llampden-Sidney, Virginia 

Rev. Dr. Thomas C. Johnson Richmond, Virginia 

C. C. Lewis, Jr., Esq Charleston, West Virginia 

J. M. Reynolds, Esq Norfolk, Virginia 

Rev. Elliott Boykin Abingdon, Virginia 

Association of the Shenandoah. 

Founded, 1891. 

Uev. C. W. Hollls, President Davis, West Virginia 

, Secretary and Treasurer ■ , 

The Tidewater Association. 


Theodore J. Wool, Esq., President Norfolk, Virginia 

.1. M. Rey-nolds, Esq., Secretary and Treasurer Norfolk, Virginia 

The Nottoway Association. 


Judge C. F. Goodwin, President Nottoway, Virginia 

Hon. Walter A. Watson, Secretary and Treasurer Nottoway, Virginia 

Hampden Association. 


Dr. H. R. McIlwaine, President Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

J. P. Hart, Esq., Secretary and Treasuiei Worsham, Virginia 

Lynchburg Association. 


Dr. S. P. Preston, President Lynchburg, Virginia 

Don P. Halsey, Esq., Secretary and Treasurer Lynchburg, Virginia 


Jefferson Association. 


Joseph McMurran, Esq , President Shepherdstown, West Virginia 

Kev. Dr. Charles Ghisblin, Secretary and Treasurer Shepherdstown, West Virginia 

Rockingham Association. 


Kev. A. S. Yerger, President Harrisonburg, Virginia 

Prof. Henry A. Converse, Secretary and Treasurer Harrisonburg, Virginia 

Johns Hopkins Association. 


C. W. Sommerville, President Baltimore, Maryland 

H. B. Arbuckle, Secretary and Treasurer Baltimore, Maryland 

University of Virginia Association. 


A J. Morrison, President Charlottesville, Virginia 

M. B. Dickinson, Secretary and Treasurer Charlottesville, Virginia 

Wythe County Association. 


E. Lee Trinkle, Esq., President Wytheville, Virginia 

Dr. E. P. MoGavock, Secretary and Treasurer Max Meadows, Virginia 

Richmond Association. 

Dr. Paulus A. Irving, President Richmond, Virginia 

Daniel Grinnan, Esq., Secretary Richmond, Virginia 

M. M. Gilliam, Esq , Treasurer Richmond, Virginia 

I armville Association. 


*Col. J. P. Fitzgerald, President Karmville, Virginia 

J. H. C. Winston, Secretary and Treasurer Farmville, Virginia 

Union Seminary Association. 


Thomas C. Johnson, President Richmond, Virginia 

J. Gray McAllister, Secretary Richmond, Virginia 

W. H. T. Squires, Treasurer Richmond, Virginia 




A Request. 

Che winter winds were cold and bleak, 
And Cupid's garb was light, at best, 

the rascal left my heart to seek 
Tf he might find a softer nest. 

And when T asked where be was bent, 
Ulith blushing face and look demure, 

Be answered back, as on be went,— 

" Co her whose heart is sweet and pure, 

Whose face is rich with gentle thought, 
And smiles are like to summer's light, 

Whose eyes with clearest rays are fraught, 
'Hnd turn to day the darkest night >. " 

What need to ask the one he meant ? 

" flsk her," T begged the boy dioine, 
fls towards thy heart his footsteps bent, 

" Tf T may be her Ualcntine ? " 



By Professor George II. Denny, Ph. D. 

TT is a matter of frequent observation that affection for the subject is apt to 
render one unfit to discharge the office of drawing- a character sketch. If 
this observation be correct, then Lewis Littlepage Holladay will, perhaps, 
never have a worthy biographer. For if it is true that no one is competent 
to portray the character of a man with whom he has not been associated in a 
more or less intimate manner, it is equally true that association, however brief it 
may have been, with the subject of this sketch never failed to inspire a feeling 
of sincere respect and affectionate regard for him as a man. Profoundly im- 
pressed with a sense of our incompetency to do justice to our theme, we are 
nevertheless constrained to undertake the task from a deep sense of the duty 
which we feel that Hampden-Sidney College and its alumni owe to a man whose 
entire life was devoted to the service of alma mater. The College has never 
had a better and more steadfast friend, or a more loyal alumnus, than Pro- 
fessor Holladay. May his service to Hampden-Sidney be held in everlasting 
remembrance ! 

Lewis Littlepage Holladay, Jr., was born February 23d, 1833, at Bellefonte, 
Spottsylvania County, Virginia, where he lived till his father's removal to Orange 
in 1844. He was descended from a princely lineage, and by his own great, though 
modest, life he added new luster to a name already held in great esteem. It will, 
perhaps, be helpful to review his life, character and services under the follow- 
ing divisions: 1. His early life and associations. 2. His scholarly attainments. 
3. His professional career. 4. His character and influence as a man. 

I. His Early Life and Associations. — Unfortunately there are but few 
trustworthy details at hand concerning the early schooling of Professor Hollada\ . 
He had, perhaps, received such educational advantages as his neighborhood 
afforded, when, in the month of August, 1849, ne made his way by private con- 
veyance to Hampden-Sidney College, where his entire life, with the exception of 
one year, was now to be spent. From the very beginning his College course 
gave evidence of the notable career that was to follow. Though he entered the 
Freshman Class with an inadequate, or an unequal, preparation, notably in Greek. 
his progress was so rapid that within a few months he stood among the leading 
men of his class. 


President Mcllwaine, a life-long friend and classmate, in his admirable sketch 
(Hampden-Sidney Magazine, April, 1892), declares that "he was recognized as 
easily the first man in his class in point of scholarship, and was never known to 
fail in a recitation or to be guilty of a breach of college decorum." The College 
records show that he graduated in 1853, with First Honor, delivered the vale- 
dictory, and received the appointment as tutor of the preparatory school for the 
following session ('53-'54). On entering Hampden-Sidney, he joined a class 
which contained a number of young men of marked intellectual force and execu- 
tive ability, among them the Rev. L. H. Blanton, D. D., LL. D., now Chancellor 
of Central University, Kentucky: Rev. M. L. Lacy, D. D., an able Presbyterian 
divine of West Virginia, and the Rev. Richard Mcllwaine, D. D., LP. I)., the 
present distinguished president of Hampden-Sidney College. Among his college- 
mates and intimate friends were the Hon. Philip W. McKinney, one of the purest 
men Virginia has produced — and, I may add, one of her best governors, — and the 
Rev. John P». Shearer, D. D., LL. D., now president of Davidson College. Con- 
tact with such men as these could hardly fail to have been a potent factor in his 
education ; and, added to this, was the impress which came from the princely 
educators who at that time adorned the various chairs in the College. The follow- 
ing was the composition of the faculty — all of them honored names : Rev. Lewis 
W. Green, D. D., president and professor of moral philosophy; Charles Martin, 
LL. D., professor of ancient languages ; Charles S. Venable, LL. D., professor 
of mathematics; Joseph R. Wilson, D. D., LL. D., professor of physical science. 
It is a question whether any Southern institution of that day could claim four 
men of greater, or equal, ability. There is abundant evidence of the fact that 
Professor Holladay was, to a very unusual degree, respected by his fellow 
students, and indeed not less so by the members of the faculty. No man with his 
native goodness and his unselfish and sunny disposition, with his gracious man- 
ners and demeanor, and his never-failing tact could fail to be respected and loved 
in a pure college atmosphere such as has always existed at Hampden-Sidney. The 
year following bis graduation he devoted himself to the grammar school, and it 
is said that he made an ideal tutor; indeed, that he proved to be a veritable 
Orbilius in this trying position. In September, 1854, he entered the University 
of Virginia for post-graduate study, as was the custom in those autc-bcllum days 
with the aspiring young men of the South. Here, at the end of one session, be 
received diplomas on Latin, Greek and mathematics, besides attending lectures 
in several other schools, notably that of physical science, in which subject, how- 
ever, he did not offer for graduation. The following session (1855-56) he was 
elected professor of physical science in Hampden-Sidney College, and this chair 
he occupied, with distinguished success, till his death, July 23d, 1891. It should, 
perhaps, be added that for a short period during the Civil War Professor Holladav 


was in North Carolina engaged in superintending the manufacture of nitrate of 
potash, used in preparing gunpowder, and thus in this time of need he rendered 
practical service to the cause of the Confederacy. 

II. His Scholarly Attainments. — That Professor Holladay was a man 
of liberal education and cultured tastes goes without saying. His brilliant career 
as student at Hampden-Sidney and at the University of Virginia demonstrated 
his high ability beyond question. Throughout the formative period of his 
intellectual life he had been an intense and successful worker ; and we are not sur- 
prised, therefore, to find him in his mature years an elegant and accomplished 

His intellect was strong, and yet characterized by unusual balance and sym- 
metry. His mind was logical in its processes ; and yet its philosophic proclivities 
never made him in any sense a mere theorizing machine. Professor Holladay was 
in every sense a practical man. It can not be said of him that he was a specialist 
in his line of work, certainly not in the sense in which this term is now employed 
in the educational world. His mind was, perhaps, too broad and his sympathies 
too many-sided to find nourishment and satisfaction in any work of a distinctly 
specialistic character and in this alone. Besides, there was lacking in his day in 
the South the necessary stimulus to such work, to say nothing of the lack of 
facilities for its successful accomplishment. It must be admitted, however, that 
his store of knowledge — of exact information — not only of scientific subjects, but 
also along a number of other lines, was strikingly great. It was felt by those 
amply competent to form a judgment that he could, on short notice, have fitted 
himself to fill any chair in the College. It is a fact that he did fill the chairs of 
Latin, Greek, mathematics and mental philosophy for longer or shorter periods 
with great satisfaction. In recognition of his accomplishments he was, in 1885, 
awarded the degree of LL. D., by the Central University, of Kentucky, an 
institution which had previously invited him to one of its professional chairs. 

III. His Professional Career. — The writer feels incompetent to pass a 
correct judgment upon Professor Holladay as a teacher, having himself felt so lit- 
tle intelligent or appreciative interest in the physical sciences during his own col- 
lege career. We shall, therefore, let other and more competent critics speak. 
President Mcllwaine says: "He was thoroughly qualified, faithful in the per- 
formance of his duties, and a good teacher." President Atkinson, who attended 
his classes for a session, regarded him as " a very fine lecturer, and one of the best 
instructors " he ever knew. The great mass of students, perhaps, did not regard 
him as a great drill-master, but certainly the greater number recognized in him an 
inspiring, stimulating and suggestive teacher — an educator in the widest and best 
meaning of that word. His great power as a teacher, undoubtedly consisted in 
his ability to reach students, to attract their attention, to rouse and retain their 


interest, and having once gained this vantage-ground, there was no difficulty in 
accomplishing good results. 

Professor Holladay's influence outside of the classroom was, perhaps, as 
great as that of any member of the faculty during the writer's student days at 
Hampden-Sidney. He was at all times sympathetic, and understood, as few men 
understand, the natural impulses of youth. His readiness to counsel and his 
eagerness to help young men were potent factors in his character and personality. 
He loved to hear the voices of students on the campus and enjoyed mingling 
with them in all their pleasures and sports. Yet no one believed more in college 
decorum, and no one condemned more quickly all that is rough and boisterous 
than this gentle and sweet-tempered man. 

Professor Holladay was a man of very decided executive ability. This he 
exhibited not only in the conduct of his department, but also in dealing with the 
more trying administrative duties that devolve upon the president of a college. 
He acted as president for several sessions, or parts of sessions, during the absence 
or sickness of Dr. Mcllwaine, and with pronounced success. He was also for a 
number of years clerk of the Faculty and curator of the College. He loved his 
work as few men ever learn to do. He was devoted to Hampden-Sidney and its 
pure, ennobling traditions. Indeed, he helped to make the College all that it is, 
to breathe into the very atmosphere of the place those sacred and hallowing 
influences that make it a veritable fountain of light and inspiration. 

IV. His Character and Influence as a Man. — So much for Professor 
Holladay's work. What shall we say of the man behind the work, who made the 
work so good? His great success and influence are, in our judgment, in large 
measure to be attributed to these four qualities: i. Intellectual ability. 2. Un- 
flinching integrity. 3. Devotion to duty. 4. Sincerity of character. To these 
qualities value and force were given by two other sterling gifts: (1.) A never- 
failing geniality, which was quick to win the good-will of all with whom he came 
in contact, and (2) his wonderful tact and good humor. His was a rare combina- 
tion of qualities which men are apt to consider antipodal. He was " gentle, yet 
dauntless ; modest, yet full of aggressive earnestness ; retiring, never pushing 
himself to the front, yet always in the forefront when duty called ; shrinking from 
giving pain, yet honest and straightforward even to the point of bluntness." He 
was one of the kindest and most courteous of men. He was respected himself, and 
in return respected others, if they deservd it. however humble their lot might be. 

Robert Stevenson's definition of a gentleman fitted Professor Holladay as, 
perhaps, few others: "He could converse with a prince without feeling self- 
conscious, with a coal-heaver without making him feel self-conscious." 

In his family life there were few. if any, happier men than Professor Holla- 
day. In the year 1856, he was united in marriage to Miss Nannie Morton, of 
Prince Edward County, who still survives him. For thirtv-five years, till the 


tie was dissolved by death, they happily walked together, and the fragrance and 
sunshine of their home united to make and keep it the attractive resort of young 
and old. Two children, one daughter and one son, blessed this union ; the former, 
.Miss Marv Littlepage, several years ago married the Rev. R. V. Lancaster, and 
now resides in Abingdon, Virginia; the latter, Morton, is a practicing physician, 
and, with his mother, still resides at Hampden-Sidney. 

It was Professor Holladav's happy lot to devote the service of the best years 
of his life to young men — aspiring young men. He was a master architect in 
fashioning the character of youth, for he had succeeded in his own life in building 
a noble structure. It is the glory of a college that it " shelters the impressionable 
mind of youth during the most receptive period of life, and that upon the fresh 
surface of an eager heart it may impress aspirations that are not of this world- 
aspirations that are never lost, though, perchance, they may be overlaid for a 
time with the dust gathered in pursuit of the golden calf." It is the glory of a 
college professor that he is permitted to share in this great work ; if, indeed, he 
accepts the obligations and shoulders the responsibility with the grace and power 
that characterized the service of Professor Holladay. 

If the life of Professor Holladay demonstrated any one thing more clearly 
than another, it was the fact that he had a great heart. It was great in its tender- 
ness, its sympathies, its sincerity, its gentleness, its courage. His spirit was as 
gentle and tender as that of a woman, yet as brave as that of an angel. Even the 
dogs in his home loved his sympathetic voice and sought the kindly touch of his 

Finally, he was a sincere Christian, modest and unassuming, without osten- 
tation and without cant. For many years a ruling elder in College Church, he 
trusted Christ as his Saviour and humbly walked in his hallowed steps. He con- 
stantly breathed the air of our holy religion: indeed, he acted Christianity. He 
was willing " to spend and be spent " in the service of the Master, and daily 
" went about doing good." Thus, he showed that he was quickened by the essence 
of his faith, and was not clinging merely to an empty form. He was verily " a 
living epistle known and read of all men." His life was a strong appeal to right- 
eousness. Indeed, it is by such lives as this that the civilization of humanity is 
created and promoted. It is true that such lives have few temporal crowns and 
fewer ovations, but these lives alone possess a vision of the glorv that makes the 
achievements of the next generation possible. Professor Holladay died, on the 
23d of July, 1 891, when at the very zenith of his powers. He died as one might 
well wish to die, without pain and without a struggle. Suddenly — and without 
warning — the summons came, and his heroic spirit passed to its reward. 

" Mark the perfect man and behold the upright ; 
For the end of that man is peace." 





By Mr. Don P. Halsey, Jr. 

<*W^E JUST and fear not." These words, placed by Shakspeare in the 
mouth of Wolsey, are inscribed upon the modest tombstone which 
marks the last resting-place of the subject of this sketch. They well 
express the keynote and inspiration of his life. He was just and he 
was fearless, and he possessed in marked degree the attributes that ever belong to 
the great lawyer and the upright judge. 

Born of distinguished English ancestry, and of parents who united with 
their gentle blood the highest of personal virtues, he added luster to his family 
name and won for himself an enduring place in the juristic annals of his native- 
State. His father, for whom he was named, was a great lawyer and distin- 
guished judge, and his mother, Miss Margaret Baldwin, of Winchester, was a 
member of the distinguished family of that name and a woman of great intel- 
lectuality and nobility. 

William Daniel, Jr., was born on the twenty-sixth of November, 1806, at the 
home of his grandparents, the Baldwins, in Winchester, and he lived until a lad of 
twelve or thirteen years of age in Cumberland County, Virginia, of which county 
his father was a native. In 1819 the family moved to Lynchburg, and from that 
city young Daniel went, in 1822, to pursue his studies at Hampden-Sidney Col- 
lege, where he graduated in 1826. Very little is known of his career at college 
outside of the facts that he was especially proficient in the mastery of Latin syn- 
tax and was a member of the Philanthropic Society. Among the distinguished 
men who were his collegemates at Hampden-Sidney, were Thomas Atkin- 
son, D. D., once Bishop of North Carolina; Hugh A. Garland, the biographer of 
John Randolph, who was also clerk of the National House of Representatives ; 
Thomas T. Giles, son of the Governor of Virginia, and a distinguished member 
of the Richmond bar ; William Ballard Preston, member of Congress from Vir- 
ginia in 1847-49, secretary of the navy under President Taylor, and a Confederate 
senator; William S. White, D. D., of Lexington, Va. ; Alexander Rives, a United 
States district judge ; George E. Dabney, professor at Washington College (now 
Washington and Lee University) ; Theoderick Pryor, D. D., a prominent Pres- 
byterian clergyman and father of Judge Roger A. rryor, of New York ; and Wil- 
liam M. Tredway, member of Congress and judge of the Danville Circuit. 


Upon leaving Hampden-Sidney, he studied law at the University of Virginia, 
and shortly after his graduation began the practice of law in Lynchburg, which 
city remained his home the rest of his life. 

From the very beginning of his career as a lawyer, he was a man of mark. 
His power as a speaker and advocate soon attracted notice and his position 
among the leaders of the bar in his section became assured. 

At the age of twenty-four, he was elected to the Virginia House of Delegates, 
being at that time under the required age for members of that body (twenty-five 
years), but he attained that age before the time arrived for him to begin his service. 
His course in the Legislature was evidently satisfactory to his constituents as he 
was thrice consecutively re-elected. He never held any other office of a political 
character, although he once made an unsuccessful campaign for Congress. Like 
his father he was a devoted believer in the " State Rights " principles of Jefferson 
and Madison, and so ably did he defend those principles upon the hustings 
that Thomas Ritchie, the famous editor of the Richmond Enquirer, bestowed 
upon him the sobriquet of " The Leonidas of the Western Pass." He was 
an elector on the Democratic ticket for Martin Van Buren in 1840, and had a 
memorable meeting with General Leslie Coombs, of Kentucky, who came to 
Campbell County, as the leader of the Whigs, dressed in the style of a Kentucky 
hunter. The Democrats were delighted with the speech of their champion, and it 
gave him a great reputation. When another great Whig leader met Mr. Daniel, 
on another occasion, he proposed that he and Mr. Daniel be sworn before they 
spoke, saying that the Democrats were often rambling and incorrect in their 
statements. " My mother taught me to tell the truth," said Mr. Daniel, " and 
my neighbors have never thought an oath necessary to my veracity. Besides 
that, I have another objection to your proposition, — all the advantage of it would 
be on your side! " 

It was not as a politician, however, that he was destined to achieve his prin- 
cipal distinction. The law was his first love, and he devoted himself to her service 
with the zeal and enthusiasm which that " jealous mistress " exacts from those 
upon whom she bestows her favors. 

The first partnership of which he was a member was that in which John 
Wills, Esq., a well known Lynchburg lawyer, was his coadjutor. 

He was also at one time in partnership with Hon. Robert J. Davis, whose 
" gcod grr.y head " is still a familiar sight upon the streets of Lynchburg. This 
partne.ship was broken early in 1847, m order to allow Judge Daniel to take his 
seat upon the bench of the Supreme Court of Appeals, he having been elected to 
that court on the fifteenth day of December, 1846, to fill the vacancy occasioned 
by the death of Judge Robert Stanard. It is an interesting coincidence that at 
one time Judge William H. Cabell, president of the Court, who afterwards 
became Judge Daniel's father-in-law. Judge Briscoe B. Baldwin, his uncle, and 


himself were all on the bench of the Court of Appeals at the same time, and that 
he was succeeded by Judge Wood Bouldin, who married his sister. Miss Martha 
Daniel. His service continued on that bench from his first election until he was 
removed, in 1865, when the Alexandria government displaced the regularly 
constituted authorities of the State. 

His ability as a Supreme Court judge may be seen in his opinions, which are 
to be found in the Virginia Reports, in the volumes from third Grattan to six- 
teenth Grattan inclusive. They show depth of research, clearness of thought and 
of expression, soundness and impartiality. 

As an advocate he was eminent and successful. It is doubtful if the State 
has ever produced a son more thoroughly equipped at all points for the arduous 
and responsible duties of the trial lawyer. No more indomitable fighter was ever 
known at the Virginia bar. He never gave up his grip on a case and would send 
anywhere to get a book that would throw greater light on the subject. To give 
an idea of the extent of his practice it may be stated that at one time he had more 
cases in the Court of Appeals of Virginia than any other lawyer. It is said that 
Judge Lucas P. Thompson once characterized his speech in a great case in 
Amherst, made just before he took his seat upon the bench, as one of " trans- 
cendent ability." 

After his retirement from the bench he returned with unabated vigor and 
ardor to his practice, being at one time in partnership with his son and son-in-law, 
under the firm name of Daniel, Halsey and Daniel. 

Judge Daniel was twice married. His first marriage was to Miss Sarah Ann 
Warwick the lovely daughter of John M. Warwick, Esq., of Lynchburg. Of this 
union were born two children, John Warwick Daniel, now a United States Sen- 
ator from Virginia, and Sarah Ann Warwick Daniel, who married Don P. 
Halsey, Esq., of the Lynchburg bar. His second marriage was to the beautifui 
and accomplished Miss Elizabeth Cabell, the daughter of Judge Cabell, and a 
renowned belle, of Richmond. 

Judge Daniel died on March 28th, 1873. His death occurred suddenly, from 
appoplexy, while he was in attendance upon the Circuit Court of Nelson County. 
The bar of his city was present at his funeral in a body, the Courts having 
adjourned in honor of his memory. It is worthy of note that Judge Alexander 
Rives, his collegemate at Hampden-Sidney, and in later years his political antag- 
onist, who presided over the United States District Court, then holding a session 
in Lynchburg, ordered that his court be adjourned in respect to his memory ami 
to enable the court and bar to attend the funeral. 

In his personal appearance. Judge Daniel was very tall, fully six feet in 
height, sparely and slenderly made, not to say gaunt, but erect as an Indian and 
of distinguished presence. His features were large and prominent, his brow broad 
and high, his chin and lower face, free from beard, denoting firmness, decision 


and determination. Taken altogether his appearance was handsome and strik- 
ing, — such a physiognomy as would have attracted attention anywhere. His eyes 
were extremely dark and bright, with that peculiar steady gleam in them which, 
although kindly and benevolent at most times, gave the impression that he could 
" see through you " and would upon occasion flash with the fire of indignation. 
He was extremely social in disposition, friendly with everybody and universally 
popular. His manners were extremely simple, yet courteous and refined, — those 
of the true type of the " old Virginia gentleman," and no one needed to be told 
who had ever had the pleasure of associating with him that he was " to the manor 
born." One of his accomplishments was the rare one of being a good raconteur. 
He could relate a good story or tell a joke with great effectiveness, illustrating the 
narrative with dramatic (but always appropriate) gestures, or enlivening it with 
laughter-provoking mimicry. He was fond of the society of young people and 
famous for delighting them with conundrums. Although his nature was par- 
ticularly a sunny one, and his whole being filled with kindness, he was sometimes 
a little quick in temper. He was just as quick to apologize, however, when he 
had been in the wrong, and it was almost worth while to be the victim of an out- 
burst of his wrath to be the recipient of the amende honorable as he could make it. 

Always a student, and of scholarly attainments in letters, he was a great 
reader and lover of good literature. His graduation speech at Hampden-Sidnev 
was upon the subject of " Machiavelli." When " The Parisians," Bulwer's great 
novel, first appeared, it came out in a periodical without the author being known. 
Judge Daniel declared on reading it that a new genius had appeared in literature 
who would lead a great career. Soon after the name of the master was known. It 
is said that it was the habit of Judge Daniel, when preparing for the argument of 
a case, to read one of Scott's novels, or some other work of standard literature, 
for the sake of command of choice language which he could thereby obtain. He 
did but little work of a purely literary character, however, and delivered but few 
orations, but one on the death of General Andrew Jackson was regarded as 
notably eloquent. 

While not a member of any church, Judge Daniel held in sincere veneration 
the religion of Christ, and the lives and examples of true Christians he cherished 
with respect and admiration, inclining in denominational preference towards the 

In all the relations of life his example was a model. He was a devoted hus- 
band and a fond and loving father, and his fireside example is treasured by his 
children as a precious remembrance. As a citizen he was patriotic and zealous 
for the welfare of his State and community, loving Virginia, her people and 
her institutions as a loyal and dutiful son loves a kind and faithful mother. For 
her sake he gladly sacrificed official station and private fortune, and held not life 
itself too dear to have been yielded up in her behalf had she demanded it. As ? 

man he was high toned and honorable, generous to a fault, true to his friends, 
forgiving to his enemies, mindful of all the obligations that rested upon him, and 
showed in every action that he could stoop to nothing low. 

Because he was upright, and honest, and manly, and brave, it may be said of 
him, as of Brutus, 

" His life was gentle and the elements 
So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up 
And sny to all the world, ' This was a man,' " 

and because he was elegant and courtly and knightly and chivalrous, it may well 
be added that he ever, 

ii * * * t, ore without abuse 
The grand old name of gentleman." 





By William M. Thornton, LL. D. 

Mente manuque pjtens, siiuul aptns nd anna togamqae, robur militine, 
eouslllumqiie domi. 

* l m BROAD, level lawn, shadowed by spreading trees, with grass growing 
LM long and green and thick up to their very trunks, and calves and colts 
W I grazing in the dappled shade ; a big garden stretching away in the rear 
*^ ' with democratic mingling of cabbages and roses and violets and onions, 
and beds all abloom with the sweet old flowers of our grandmothers, and bushes 
loaded with curious fruits ; and in the midst the old square house with its great 
wide hall and its high-pitched rooms, dim and cool and fragrant, and its floors 
polished like mirrors and slippery as ice itself ; and the stately old lady, with deli- 
cate white cap and black silk gown, serenely beautiful in her honored age, with 
loving daughters to execute her orders and minister to her wants — this was 
Longwood, as the writer of this sketch calls it back out of the shadows of 
forty years. We lads rode the calves and the colts, and fished the tiny streams. 
and chased the hares over the hills with dogs and little niggers, and led the 
wholesome, free, outdoor life of the Virginian boy in those primitive times. 

Charles Scott Venable was born here April 19th, 1827. That stately gentle- 
woman was his mother. Here he was reared and here he lived until his college 
days began. Nothing better for making men than that simple old-fashioned 
Virginian life has yet been seen. It was cursed with neither poverty nor riches. 
Its ambitions were neither sordid nor splendid. There were manly exercises and 
every healthy, wholesome boy delighted in them. There were good old English 
books, and all — young and old alike — read and loved them. There was a noble 
tradition of hospitality, and friends and strangers passed and repassed those open 
doors and gathered about that bounteous board, bringing the talk and thoughts 
of many states and many lands. There was a good old Calvinistic reverence for 
duty, and the axiom of life read that the manly thing was to do it — not to shirk it 
And then transfusing it all was a simple, sincere piety — a shade austere, it may 
be, but genuine and effectual, raising no questions of creed or canon, but bent 
" to do justice and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with God." Can we not 


recreate for ourselves the atmosphere in which young Yenable's boyhood was 
passed, the forces acting to shape him in those plastic years? For all of us they 
are the molding years. We go through life much as we issued from their forma- 
tive control. 

Charles Venable was above all things a manly man and came of manly stock. 
His father, Nathaniel E. Venable, was merchant, farmer, member of the Legisla- 
ture, junior officer in the War of 1812 — a man of various and, for those days, 
large affairs. His grandfather, Samuel Woodson Venable, was the ensign of the 
college company, which marched away from Hampden-Sidney in September. 
1 777 > f° r the defense of Williamsburg; and later was ensign of Captain Watkins's 
company of dragoons in Lee's Legion, and served as aide on General Green's 
staff in the battle of Guilford Court-house. Colonel Nathaniel Venable, of Slate 
Hill, was Samuel's father — a roistering blade in early youth, but always a man of 
force and later of pious, strenuous life ; he was merchant, planter, sat in the House 
of Burgesses of the Colony and again in the Legislature of Virginia, and was 
lieutenant of Prince Edward County. Nathaniel's father was Abram Venable. 
lieutenant of Louisa County, a large land-owner in Albemarle and Louisa, captain 
in the Colonial army, member of the House of Burgesses, friend and patron of 
Patrick Henry (whom he introduced into public life). Through Abram's wife, 
Martha Davis, daughter of Nathaniel Davis, a tiny drop of the royal Powhatan 
blood gets into the Venable veins. Abram's father, who called himself Abram 
Venables, was the first of the name on American soil; Abram II dropped the 
paternal "s" on the ground that, being the one man of his race in the Colony, he 
had no need of a plural name. Abram I appears in New Kent County in 1685. 
He also soon became a man of substance, owner of twenty-seven thousand acres 
of land, to which his son added largely. The Venables, the Carringtons, and the 
Thorntons — families more or less closely allied in Virginia — seem all to have come 
over from Cheshire about the same time and were probably all kinsfolk in Eng- 
land two hundred and fifty years ago. 

Nathaniel Venable, of Slate Hill, demands a somewhat fuller mention. 
Educated at William and Mary, he was a mathematician of some local renown. 
Witness the clergyman, who preached the sermon at his funeral and began the 
discourse by saying that his late friend had gone to the land where neither cal- 
umny nor praise could reach him ; but it was simply due to truth to state that he 
had been the best mathematician in Prince Edward County. But Nathaniel's 
genuine claim to our remembrance rests on far less shadowy foundation!. The 
records show that he was the real founder of Hampden-Sidney College. He was 
on its first board of trustees and kept it alive during the troubled years of the 
Revolutionary War. Always ami in all things a strenuous, forceful, eager man, 
an Episcopalian at first, vestryman of St. Patrick's Parish in Prince Edward 
County, and bearing on dissenters with a hard hand — forbidding the Presbyterian 


clergymen to preach in the churches and the like — he became later a Republican, 
and an even more zealous Presbyterian ; tore down the Episcopal church at 
Kingsville; raised the funds and built a Presbyterian church in Farmville; and 
as we have seen was the main stay and founder of the College at Hampden- 

Is it fanciful to discover in the traits of these ancestors a prophesy of the 
dominant tones in the character of their descendant? It was a stock full of vitality, 
with an abounding energy and a clear vision of practical affairs. Keen-eyed men 
of business many of them were. Longwood came to Charles Venable's father by 
inheritance from an uncle Abram, a public man of note in his day and first presi- 
dent of the Bank of Virginia. Soldiers at some time in their lives they had all 
been, and on the distaff side as well; John B. Scott, his maternal granduncle, was 
an officer in the United States Army, and later became United States marshal of 
the new Southwest Territory, and in that capacity arrested Aaron Burr and 
brought him back to Richmond. In old Nathaniel, of Slate Hill, crops out the 
taste for scientific studies, which developed into the life-long pursuit of his great- 
grandson. His son, Samuel, was an honor man of Princeton, and Nathaniel E. 
was a graduate of Hampden-Sidney. All were men of liberal culture as well as of 
public spirit and intellectual and moral power. If we review the story of his 
descent and look back to the home in which he was born and reared, the career 
of Charles Venable seems the natural outcome, the inevitable sequence to such 

We follow him to Hampden-Sidney, the college founded by his great- 
grandfather. Here he was matriculated in September, 1839, when but little more 
than twelve years old. He must have entered Sophomore, too ; for we find that 
in June, 1842 (when he had just completed his fifteenth year), he was graduated 
A. B. He remained at the College for a year longer, presumably carrying on his 
scientific studies under the guidance of the professors, and at the end of the 
session was appointed tutor in mathematics. His connection with the college in 
this capacity was continued until June, 1845, when he resigned his appointment 
for the purpose of prosecuting the course of study at the University of Virginia. 
The records of the college disclose nothing of especial interest connected with 
his work during these years. He was a member of the Philanthropic Literary 
Society and of the Beta Theta Pi Fraternity. It is said that at one time he 
pursued a course of reading preparatory to the study of divinity ; it is possible 
that this also may have fallen in this period. 

The University of A r irginia in October, 1845, began its twenty-first session. 
It had come of age — had lived through its disorderly youth, had established its 
high tradition, and was just entering upon that period of vigorous growth and 
abundant prosperity which continued up to the outbreak of the Civil War. When 
Charles Venable entered there were only one hundred and twenty-two students ; 


but the Faculty was made up of youthful savants, full of energy and enthusiasm, 
and the work they were doing built up that lofty standard of scholarship, which 
has come to be our " counsel of perfection." Such teachers as Edward H. Court- 
enay, in mathematics ; Gessner Harrison, in the classics ; William H. McGuffey, 
in moral philosophy; and John B. Minor, in law — men so stimulating, so sound, 
so broad, so exalted in character, are rarely found and are even more rarely 
assembled in one corps of instruction. 

Venable spent two sessions under these men, 184.5-46 and 1847-48. In the 
first session his work was in mathematics, in ancient languages, and in junior law. 
Doubtless he was still wavering in his choice of a vocation, and pursued this 
experimental course in law, just as he had before followed a preparatory course 
of reading in divinity. We must not forget that he was still only seventeen years 
old. His eager, impetuous nature was reaching forth in many directions, and his 
strong young intellect hungered for many foods. In the summer of 1846, came 
the event which practically decided the course of his life. The chair of mathe- 
matics in Hampden-Sidney College had been vacated. The board of trustees met 
in July, 1846, and elected him to the professorship. Thenceforward, he was first 
of all the teacher of mathematics. After one year's service at the College he was 
granted leave of absence and returned to the University of Virginia. During this 
session (1847-48) he continued his work under Courtenay in mixed mathematics, 
studied chemistry and natural philosophy under the Rogers brothers, and modern 
languages under Scheie DeVere. The record of work accomplished up to the 
end of this session seems well-nigh incredible. Venable was just entering his 
twentieth year. Yet he had been graduated from Hampden-Sidney, had served 
two years as tutor and one as professor, and had taken University diplomas 
in ancient languages, in modern languages, in pure and mixed mathematics, in 
natural philosophy and in chemistry, besides certificates of proficiency in min- 
eralogy and geology, and of distinction in junior law. 

The fall of 1848 saw him again at Hampden-Sidney as professor of mathe- 
matics. The seventeen years of connection with his alma mater, from his entrance 
as a Sophomore in 1839 to the final resignation of his professorship in 1856, left 
upon him an indelible impress. He was a true lover of the College ; her welfare 
and her honor were dear to him : her prosperity was his delight. She has had few 
more useful or eminent graduates and instructors. Professor Lewis L. Holladay, 
who had been his pupil and later became his colleague, said that of all the men 
with whom he had come in contact " Venable excelled both as an instructor and 
in his knowledge and control of students." President Mcllwaine, who was a 
student under him and an inmate of the same family, describes him as " affable, 
at all times full of fun, genial, and interested in everything about him; a young 
man, moreover, of dignity and energy ; esteemed an admirable instructor, and dis- 


ciplinarian, and held in thorough respect by the students." These brief character- 
izations, which I gratefully owe to Dr. Mcllwaine, present an eminently true 
picture of the man. His judgment of young men seemed intuitive, and was 
sound beyond any I have ever known. He commanded their reverential respect 
and drew forth their abiding love. 

If our ambitious young geometer was an honor to his College, the attitude 
of the College toward him on the other hand was marked by the most generous 
and appreciative sympathy. His enthusiasm for his science and his eager desire 
to rise to its loftiest elevations were recognized and encouraged. Twice in the 
ten years of his professoriate (1846-1856) he was granted a year's leave and his 
place kept open for him. The session of 1847-48 was spent as we have seen at 
the University of Virginia. In the fall of 1852, he was given a second leave which 
he utilized for the prosecution of further studies in Germany. He attended the 
lectures of the great astronomers Encke in Berlin, and Argelander in Bonn, as 
well as those of the brilliant young analyst Lejeune Dirichlet and of the physicist 
Dove. Returning to Virginia in December, 1853, he resumed his duties as 
professor (adding to the courses in mathematics lectures in astronomy) and con- 
tinued their active and effectual discharge until the end of 1855. At that time he 
received a call to the University of Georgia as professor of natural philosophy. 
His resignation was accepted by the trustees of Hampden-Sidney with a reluct- 
ance that was almost resentment. In January, 1856, he left Virginia for his new 
field of labor, carrying with him the admiration and affection of colleagues and 
pupils and leaving behind an honorable record of judicious and effective work. 

It is the fate of the smaller and poorer colleges to train men in their professor- 
ships for broader fields — a role which they are wont to accept with repugnance. 
Yet it may well be maintained that they are the largest gainers by this inverted 
species of compulsory education. The most precious gift of teacher to pupil is 
stimulus. This indeed is a genuine transmission of intellectual life. Positive 
instruction is of little value in comparison with it, and no man is a great teacher, 
who can not truly say in the words of the greatest of all teachers, " My life I give 
unto you." It is in the period of youthful energy, in the heat of early ardor, 
that this impulse upon mind and character is most powerful. The college which 
secures the first ten years of service of a learned, enthusiastic, impressive instruc- 
tor has received perhaps the best he has to give. Serener wisdom, ampler knowl- 
edge, fuller technical skill, come with the growing years, but the contagious heat, 
the scientific sympathy, the fresh enthusiasm of youth do not last forever. 

The connection of Professor Venable with the University of Georgia was 
terminated at the end of his first session. Questions of authority appear to have 
arisen between trustees and faculty, the details of which do not require discussion 
at this time. The final result was that Venable, discovering the impossibility of 
agreement with the governing board, sent in his resignation and severed his con- 

nection with the school. A few months later he was invited to accept the 
chair of mathematics and astronomy in the University of South Carolina. This 
he did and to his own great comfort. He spoke often in after years of his associ- 
ates and pupils in South Carolina — and always with the warmest admiration for 
the culture of the one and for the high tone and manly spirit of the other. Those 
generous Southern hoys clearly recognized in him a man of lofty purpose and 
chivalric ideals, and echoed them hack as generous boys will ever do. 

Three vears of active and congenial labor in his new chair brought Yenable 
to the stirring times of i860. Lincoln had been elected to the Presidency of the 
United States, the Congress had been assembled, and the Southern representa- 
tives — hopeless of an amicable settlement of the issues, which divided public 
sentiment — " had advised their constituents to prepare for a withdrawal from 
the Union." In December, i860, South Carolina passed the ordinance of seces- 
sion, and by February, 1861, the six other Cotton States had followed her exam- 
ple. Venable, like all thoughtful and patriotic Southerners of his time, felt in its 
full force the sentiment of allegiance to the State. This was to them the supreme 
public duty, and it was under the compulsion of this duty that they were ready 
to destroy that Union, which their fathers had created — for the preservation of 
which they were, in the words of Lee, " ready to sacrifice everything but honor." 

In this day of a restored Union and a reunited Xation, feeling, with Wash- 
ington that we are all " citizens of a common country," and that " this country, 
has a right to concentrate our affections." we can not let time or change dim the 
memory of what those men felt, of what they endured. 

'• Brave comrade, answer! When you joined the war 
What left you ? ' Wife and children, wealth and friends ; 
A storied home, whose ancient roof-tree bends 
Above such thoughts as love tells o'er and o'er.' 
Had you no pang or struggle? ' Yes ! I bore 
Such pain on parting as at hell's gate rends 
The entering soul, when from its grasp ascends 
The last faint virtue, which on earth it wore.' 
You loved your home, your kindred, children, wife ; 
You loathed, yet plunged into war's bloody whirl ! 
What urged you ? 'Duty! Something more than life. 
That which made Abram bare the priestly knife 
And Isaac kneel, or that young Hebrew girl, 
Who sought her father coming from the strife.' " 

Such was the spirit that dwelt in the patriot soldiery of the South. Such 
was the spirit in Charles Venable, when he enlisted as second lieutenant in the 
Congaree Rifles and with his company was present at the reduction of Fort 
Sumter; when he joined the Governor's Guards and fought as private in the 

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first battle of Manassas ; when he served as volunteer aide on Wade Hampton's 
staff on the banks of the Potomac ; when as lieutenant of artillery he assisted in the 
defense of New Orleans; and as captain and adjutant to General M. L. Smith 
did duty on the defenses of Vicksburg. 

" In the winter of 1862 the Confederate Congress created the office of 'military 
adviser to the President,' with the view of lightening the arduous duties, which 
devolved upon him as commander-in-chief of the Confederate forces. Robert 
Edward Lee was selected to fill this position and about March 13th, 1862, he 
entered upon his duties. The staff allowed him consisted of a military secretary, 
with the rank of colonel, and four aides with the rank of major. General Lee 
offered to Major A. L. Long the position of military secretary, and selected for 
his aides-de-camp Majors Randolph Talcott, Walter H. Taylor, Charles S. 
Venable, and Charles Marshall." 

Thus began the association with our great Confederate chieftain, which was 
to include three years of arduous and valiant service terminating only on the field 
of Appomattox, which was to mold the peaceful professor into a seasoned 
veteran, which was to establish forever a noble and ennobling friendship with tin 
loftiest soul and tenderest heart that ever pulsed beneath a soldier's uniform. 
" There was nothing of the pomp or panoply of war," says a recent Southern 
writer,* " about the headquarters, or the military government, or the bearing of 
General Lee. Oddly enough the three most prominent members of his staff — 
Colonel Venable, Colonel Marshall, and Colonel Walter Taylor — were not even 
West Pointers. He had no gilded retinue, but a devoted band of simple scouts 
and couriers, who in their quietness and simplicity modeled themselves after 
him. * * He assumed no airs of superior authority. He did not hold himself 
aloof in solitary grandeur. His bearing was that of a friend, having a common 
interest in a common venture with the person addressed, and as if he assumed 
that his subordinate was as deeply concerned as himself in his success. Whatever 
greatness was accorded to him was not of his own seeking. He was less of an 
actor than any man I ever saw. But the impression which that man made by his 
presence and by his leadership upon all who came in contact with him, can be 
described by no other term than that of grandeur. * * The man who could 
so stamp his impress upon his nation, rendering all others insignificant beside 
him, and yet die without an enemy ; the soldier who could make love for his 
person a substitute for pay and clothing and food, and could by the constraint 
of that love hold together a naked, starving band and transform it into a fighting 
army ; the heart which after the failure of its great endeavor could break in silence 
and die without the utterance of one word of bitterness — such a man, such a 

*John S. Wise, in the End of an Era. 


soldier, such a heart must have been great indeed— great beyond the power ot 


To have been the friend of a man so endearing and so exalted was a privilege 
beyond price, an honor and a happiness never forgotten. Colonel Venable loved 
his' great leader with a love " passing the love of women." A sweet and tender 
veneration mingled with his affection. He loved to talk of him— of his heroic 
courage, as when at the battle of the Wilderness Lee would have led the charge of 
Gregg's valiant Texans, until the men by one impulse shouted to him from the 
rushing line—" Go back. General Lee, go back ! We won't go on unless you 
go back ! " — and a sergeant seized his bridle rein and turned his horse's head to 
the rear. Of the matchless magnanimity with which he accepted the reproach of 
every reverse to his strategic plans, and caused the withdrawal of reports that 
would have created dissension by their just reflection on his sluggard and 
maladroit lieutenants. Of his generous placability, as when Venable himself 
chafing under a rebuke from his general, which he felt to be unmerited, turned 
angrilv away and threw himself down on the cold ground in utter weariness and 
depression, where falling into a deep sleep of fatigue he woke presently to find 
himself covered with Lee's own cloak. A thousand pities that the engrossing 
duties and hurrying infirmities of his later years did not permit a fuller record of 
the reminiscences of his military life ! His clear perception of events, his intimate 
knowledge of facts, his sound judgment of character and motive would have 
aided to clear up many obscure episodes in the history of our great Civil War. 

The writer of these pages does not venture to enter with more minuteness 
upon the details of this period in Colonel Yenable's life. He has endeavored 
simply to suggest by mere outlines the momentous effects upon character and 
capacity, which grew out of it. His nature was congenial with that of his great 
leader and answered back with a like courage, a like greatness of heart, a like 
inward tenderness of spirit. The friends of his army days were his friends to the 
end of all things, and much of his power in later years grew out of these old 
military intimacies. As comrades they had faced together the shot and shell, 
the storm of battle, the wounds, the deaths. So they stood shoulder to shoulder 
in all the years that came after, and bating no jot of heart or hope pressed right 
onward to high and good ends. 

The close of the Civil War restored Venable to the real work of his life. 
Professor Bledsoe, who was still the titular holder of the chair of mathematics in 
the University of Virginia, had been absent from his post since 1862 and when 
the Confederate government collapsed was in Europe on public service. Appre- 
hensive of harsh measures on the part of the Federal authorities he postponed 
his return, until the Visitors of the University deemed it their duty to declare the 
chair vacant and appoint his successor. It was thus that Venable was invited 
(August 18th, 1865) to occupy the chair of mathematics, which he filled for the 


remainder of his active life. Educated under Courtenay, the greatest of his pre- 
decessors*, stimulated and broadened by the lectures and writings of the most 
brilliant geometers of Europe, widely read in mathematical literature, he brought 
to the service of the University vigorous health, matured power, and wide experi- 
ence. He succeeded to the traditions created by an unbroken line of able men. 
Key came to Virginia fresh from Cambridge and laid the foundations of sound 
mathematical instruction. Bonnycastle was esteemed the most original mathe- 
matician of his time in America. Courtenay was a superb teacher as well as a 
skilful and learned geometer. Bledsoe while " less skilled in mathematical 
manipulation " has been ranked " ahead of them all in philosophical power 
and clearness of intuition and presentation." Yenable was called to continue their 
work. By the introduction of modern text-books, chiefly of the Cambridge 
school, by his lectures, devoted to the exposition of the newer ideas and methods 
of modern analysis; by the contagion of his own energy and enthusiasm, and his 
power of appeal to the ambition of his students, he lifted the standard of instruc- 
tion, widened its boundaries, and made the school of mathematics one of the 
largest and most highly respected in the University. 

But the University was now to claim a double share of his energies. From 
the beginning he had taken a prominent part in the general development of the 
courses of instruction. His interests were naturally more keenly excited on the 
side of scientific progress, and he was profoundly convinced of the importance to 
the South of a sound training in the applied sciences. It was largely due to his 
initiative that in 1867 the new schools of applied chemistry and applied mathe- 
matics were organized. In 1870, the office of chairman of the faculty was vacated. 
and Yenable was called upon to add this function to the duties of his chair. For 
three years he carried the double load, until domestic sorrows and bereavement 
forced him to relinquish the added burden. These years simply confirmed the 
public judgment of his fine administrative powers. Strenuous in all things, he 
governed earnestly and strictly ; yet with a sympathy for the characters and 
motives of young men so penetrating and genuine, that he rather augmented 
than decreased the general love and respect. In the broader field of the academic 
policy and the external relations of the University, his counsels were potential, his 
services unceasing, his achievements unequalled. In all plans for liberalizing her 
methods, expanding her work, augmenting her revenues, consolidating her influ- 
ence he was foremost and for progress. He did not lay aside these voluntary 
tasks with the honors and emoluments of the chairmanship. They became for him 
a vocation of love, rather than a summons of duty. His wide knowledge of 
men in public life and his high repute as cultured gentleman and patriot soldier 

*I do not forget the illustrious Sylvester; he was in the Faculty for too short a time to 
influence the development of mathematical teaching in the University. 


enabled him to accomplish much that would have been impossible for a man 
of purely scholastic habit and training'. But the great secret of his successes was 
his untiring energy, his unquenchable zeal. While others talked, he worked. 
While others hoped and prayed, he pulled the laboring oar. 

In such a memorial as this it would be unfair not to record some of the 
more important results of this vigorous and wise activity. If he mentions such 
details, it is not to be understood that the writer of this notice desires to overrate 
the efficiency of Professor Venable, or to minimize the merits of his associates. 
He feels confident that those, who were most active and useful in this honorable 
cooperation, would be the first to ascribe ungrudging credit to the man who so 
often marked the path and led the way. It was almost wholly the work of 
Colonel Venable then that the school of practical astronomy was added to the 
University ; its endowment collected from the Alumni, its working fund provided 
by the donation of William H. Vanderbilt, and its equipment secured from the 
generosity of Leander McCormick. It was largely through his influence and 
interest that the schools of biology and agriculture and of natural history ami 
geology were established and endowed, the one by the gift of Samuel Miller, the 
other by William W. Corcoran, while out of the same movement came the gift 
of the Brooks Museum and its contents. Mr. Corcoran's later gift of an endow- 
ment for the chairs of history and moral philosophy came directly through Colonel 
Venable's hands. No one was more active or more efficient than he in securing 
from the Legislature of Virginia the increase of the annuity from $15,000 to 
$30,000, and again from $30,000 to $40,000. Thus it was that the University 
stands to-day indebted in large measure to his foresight and zeal for an increase of 
$130,000 in her equipment, of $275,000 in her endowment, and of $25,000 in he 
annual income — a capitalized total of over $1,000,000. The moral and spiritual 
influence of such a life can not be thus evaluated. To have lived with and 
worked with a man so true in word and deed, so pure in act and so loftv in 
motive, so generous and so brave is one of Heaven's best gifts. May his 
influence be everlasting — his memory kept green forever. 

The list of Colonel Venable's labors for the University of Virginia does not 
exhaust the catalogue of his activities. Xo notice of his life would be complete, 
which did not chronicle at least one other — his work as trustee of the Miller 
School. This admirable institution, founded upon a liberal bequest of the late 
Samuel Miller, of Lynchburg. Virginia, has its site at Miller's birthplace in 
Albemarle County. Its work is the education and industrial training of the poor 
orphan children of Albemarle. Under the Miller will, the judge of the county 
court is vested with large authority in the administration of the School. In 
[<articular, the appointment of the board of visitors is placed in his hands, and 
his approval is required to validate their acts. The late John L. Cochran, Esq., 
was then judge of the county court of Albemarle. He selected Professors Vena- 


ble and Francis H. Smith, of the University faculty, as the first board of visitors 
and the efficient superintendent of the school, Charles E. Vawter, was appointed 
upon their nomination. These four men laid the foundations of what is still the 
greatest industrial school in the South, liberally conceived, broadly planned, 
wisely administered. The honor of a success so preeminent can not be partitioned 
among them. They must enjoy together what is largely the fruit of rare harmony 
in thought and concert in act. That Yenable's services in achieving this success 
were great and memorable may be well understood. His business sagacity, his 
energetic temper, his constructive genius, his sound views of scientific education 
and deep interest in the industrial development of the South made him an ideal 
member of such a board. " Next to Miller himself," writes one of his colleagues 
with generous appreciation, " he was the founder of the school." 

It would be impossible for any man, however amply endowed with intellectual 
power, thus to divert a vast store of energy into the channels of practical adminis- 
tration and at the same time maintain at its full the current of his scientific 
thought. Professor Yenable had projected a complete series of treatises in pure 
mathematics, covering the entire extent of his University course. The plan of 
composition had been minutely thought out, and the books if written would have 
been sound and full, wisely adjusted to the capacity and needs of the student, 
judicious in arrangement, and in merit a long bowshot beyond the best produc- 
tions of our American geometers. The several arithmetics and the text-book 
of elementary algebra, which were actually published, were designed chiefly to 
pave the way for this projected series. Only one volume was completed — the 
translation and adaptation of Legendre's Geometry. A concise syllabus of his 
lectures on the Analytical Geometry of Three Dimensions was also' printed for 
the use of his classes. We have thus a mere torso, instead of the completed work. 
The constant pressure of imperious duties, the distractions of tasks which left but 
scant leisure for quiet thought and scientific research, the constraint of narrow 
means forbade the achievement of his purpose. The little that was published is 
not even a fair sample of what was designed. Doubtless he would have dealt with 
the more advanced topics with a freer hand. 

The books actually published in addition to their excellence as classroom 
manuals have one especial claim upon our attention, in that they give to the 
thoughtful reader some idea of Professor Yenable's pedagogic method. This may 
perhaps be fairly characterized as a method which was indifferent to formal 
regularity, but exacting of practical results. Many teachers, more authors of 
mathematical treatises, are slaves to some self-created system. A certain scientific 
order of propositions is set up and the whole course of instruction conformed (or 
distorted rather) to its requirements. With Professor Yenable the only principle 
of order to be discovered was that of relative simplicity. The proof of a funda- 
mental theorem would be postponed to the very last lecture of the session, if its 


intricacy or obscurity seemed to demand it. But on the other hand every section 
in his syllabus, every problem assigned to his class, meant a step in advance, and 
the completed course was a well digested, closely knit body of doctrine. He was 
skilful in gauging the capacity of his students and judicious in the assignment 
of work. To these two conspicuous merits I incline to ascribe his undoubted 
success as a teacher of mathematics. His classes cheerfully did a large volume of 
work for him and a notable proportion of his graduates retained permanently a 
vivid interest in mathematical studies. These are the real tests of efficacious 
teaching, and his work satisfied them. As a lecturer he was neither luminous nor 
interesting. His explanations seemed often fragmentary, at times even obscure. 
But he ended by making his men do the work for themselves and do it well; 
and that is the chief end of the professor. 

His personal relations with the members of his school were simply delightful. 
The dignity of the professor, the affection of a father, the bonhomie of a com- 
rade in scientific studies were so mixed in him that we scarcely knew where 
respect ended and affectionate confidence began. He knew every man among 
us — often better than the man knew himself. After the first week or two he 
seldom, if ever, called his roll. We would see his eyes travel around the room 
as he counted us up and then he would turn to his class-book and quietly note down 
the stray sheep. Out of the lecture-room as in it you never failed of prompt 
recognition and genial greeting. He was the confidant and counsellor of his 
students in all their troubles, their adviser in difficulties, and their helper in every 
legitimate ambition. Severe enough he could be at times, when severity was 
needed. But at his sternest the culprit could still discern an abiding hope of 
better things, and to many a poor delinquent this hope was an appeal, which 
nerved him to take his punishment like a man and rise out of it strong and clean. 
As has been said before, his judgment of character and motive in young men was 
wonderful for its accuracy and justice ; based it would seem on a sort of intuitive 
sympathy, which enabled him to read the thoughts and intents of their hearts. 
Among his colleagues in the faculty the utmost confidence was therefore felt in 
his opinion upon all questions of academic government and discipline. " 1 always 
vote with Venable on these matters," said Dr. Cabell on one occasion ; " his 
arguments are usually wrong, but I find that his conclusions are always right." 

A man of antique mold he was, strong and earnest, direct and forceful, bold 
and sincere; a brave soldier, a true patriot, an humble Christian, a faithful friend, 
an honest gentleman. He was my master in science, the guide of my youth, the 
friend of my maturer years. To know him was a lesson in virtuous and noble 
living; to love him was to breathe in the fragrance of a generous and chivalric 
soul. His nature was rather active than meditative, and worked upon others by 
lofty purpose and dauntless courage. No difficulty seemed to him invincible, if 
the end sought was great and good. When others despaired, he hoped on and 


labored still. Others might retire in defeat ; he knew how to wait and work for 
victory. What is a noble nature, a noble life? Is it simply to be stainless and 
true, walking the path of duty with steadfast foot? Is it not rather so to live that 
men are made better by that living, and lives made broader, and the truth made 
clearer to other minds. Such a life ennobles others and is then itself truly noble. 
It was such a life that Yenable lived, simply and modestly and unconsciously — a 
life that lifted other lives to higher planes of thought and purpose, that inspired 
other men to action more generous and more true. 

Thirty years of arduous labor for the University of Virginia have brought 
him to the summer of 1 896. It is just fifty years since the young geometer was 
appointed to his first professorship in Hampden-Sidney. Within that compass 
what an eventful history has been comprised ! He has filled with honor and 
distinction chairs in three other universities. He has passed through four years 
of tragical warfare, a member of the military family of the greatest chieftain of 
our age and his familiar friend. He had taken a leading part in developing the 
equipment and enlarging the resources of the school to which so much of his life 
and his love have been given — creating a partial endowment, expanding her 
faculty by the addition of five new schools, and more than doubling her income. 
All this has been added to the labor of instruction of large classes and to active 
interests in church, in state, in general questions of education. We can scarcely 
wonder if the vigorous frame begins to flag, if the tireless energy seems at last to 
falter. That robust and strenuous character, inherited from ancestors of like 
fashion and like spirit, trained even in childhood to make labor and duty the 
watchwords of life, was slow to discern the fact that life's duties of labor were for 
him accomplished. But having once seen the truth, none so quick as this unselfish, 
chivalric gentleman to act upon it. His resignation was forthwith placed in the 
hands of the board of visitors and the chair filled so long, so honorably, so worth- 
ily, was vacant for the new incumbent. One thing only would he consent to retain 
of honor or emolument — the empty title of professor. For a few years more his 
name continued to appear on the rolls of the faculty. That manly form, bowed 
somewhat and dimmed by suffering, was still seen from time to time under the old 
arcades, greeted with universal love and loyalty ; followed by universal grief and 
blessings. The life which had been so crowned with honor and with victory 
was destined to be crowned with suffering, too. Who that saw him in those 
shadowed years can forget that pathetic resignation, that noble patience, thai 
uncomplaining courage! Never in the brave days, when he rode with Lee, had 
he fought such battles or gained such victories. And then at last came the 
eleventh of August, 1900, and Charles Venable had fought his last fight: had 
gained the victory of all victories. 



By Rev. Robert P. Kerr, D. D. 

CHE Hon. William Wirt Henry died in Richmond, Virginia, December 5th. 
1900, entailing a great loss upon the city, state, nation, and church ; but 
city, state, nation, and church had been enriched for many years by 
the labors of their illustrious servant now gone to his reward. During 
Mr. Henry's adult life there were few worthy enterprises for the general good 
of the people of his community, with which he was not actively connected, and 
to the success of which he did not contribute his valuable assistance. As a 
gentleman, a citizen, and a churchman, he was the peer of the best of his fellow 
countrymen, a Virginian of Virginians, of the highest type; and though born 
the bearer of a distinguished name, he more than lived up to it, and transmits it 
with increased luster to his posterity. Mr. Henry being a man of exceptional 
modesty, did not seek prominence, and yet because of his ability, his public spirit, 
his eminent services, and his unblemished character, few men of Virginia received 
so many distinguished honors. 

A partial list of the positions of honor and trust held by Air. Henry will 
evidence the high esteem in which he was universally held. He was a member 

of the Virginia House of Delegates, then of the State Senate ; vice-president of 
the Virginia Historical Society, and afterwards its president; president of the 
American Historical Association ; president of the City Bar Association ; presi- 
dent of the Virginia Bar Association ; vice-president of the American Bar Asso- 
ciation ; president of the Virginia Society of the Sons of the American Revolution ; 
president of the Scotch-Irish Society of Virginia ; vice-president of the American 
Sunday-School Union ; chairman of the advisory board of the Society for the 
Preservation of Virginia Antiquities ; commissioner from Virginia and member 
of the Peabody Educational Fund ; member of the board of trustees of Hampden- 
Sidney College; member of the Massachusetts Historical Society, the Long 
Island Historical Society, the American Antiquarian Society, the Southern His- 
torical Society, the Bible Society of Virginia, the Scotch-Irish Society of America, 
and of the Association for the Preservation of Virginia Antiquities. At the time 
of his death, Mr. Henry was a member of every historical society in the United 
States. He was a ruling elder first in the Presbyterian Church of Smithville, 
Charlotte County, and afterwards for many years, and to his death, of the Second 
Presbyterian Church of Richmond, and was often a commissioner to the higher 
courts of the church from the Presbytery to the General Assembly. He was an 
intimate friend for many years of his pastor, the Rev. Moses D. Hoge, D. U., 
and a valuable counsellor in all the great schemes of the church. 

Asa member of the General Assembly's executive committee of publication, 
during a very long period, he rendered inestimable service as an adviser in its 
financial affairs, and as a literary critic in examining, and passing upon the manu- 
scripts offered for publication. 

If Mr. Henry had chosen a political career, he could have had any office in 
the gift of the State ; but he was more fond of a quiet life, of the practice of his 
profession, and of literary work, especially in the department of history. His 
greatest literary work was the " Life and Letters of Patrick Henry." This monu- 
mental work received the highest praise on both sides of the Atlantic, and so 
completely set forth the life of his great Revolutionary ancestor, that it is prob- 
able no other history of Patrick Henry will ever be written. Mr. Henry's other 
contributions to secular and religious history were of great value, and were so 
numerous that but a few of them can be mentioned, as follows: 

Address in the city of Philadelphia on the centennial of the motion for Inde- 
pendence in the Continental Congress. 

Address in the city of Washington on the centennial of the laving of the 
corner-stone of the Capitol. 

Address before the Historical Society of Virginia on the early history of 
Virginia; and especially on the Smith and Pocahontas controversy. 

Address before the American Historical Association on the part taken by 
Patrick Henry in the establishment of religious liberty in the United States. 


Address before the American Historical Association on the causes produ- 
cing the Virginia of the Revolution. 

Address before the American Historical Association on the first representa- 
tive body in America. 

Address before the East Hanover Presbytery on the two hundred and 
fiftieth anniversary of the Westminster Assembly. 

Address before the Scotch-Irish Society of America on the Scotch-Irish 
population in Southern United States. 

Address before the Virginia State Bar Association on the trial of Aaron 
Burr for treason. 

Chapter on Sir Walter Raleigh in the " Narratives and Descriptive History 
of the United States." 

Chapter on the history of Virginia in the " Representative Men of the Dis- 
trict of Columbia and Virginia." 

" The Presbyterian Church and Religious Liberty in Virginia." 

Article on Jefferson Davis, in the Encyclopedia Britannica. 

Address before the Faculty and Students of Union Theological Seminary. 
Richmond, Virginia, " Part taken by Presbyterians in American History." 

He also wrote a great number of articles of value for magazines and news- 
papers, on the Presbyterian Church, and religious liberty in Virginia, and the 
United States. 

Air. Henry's services as a member of the board of trustees of Hampden- 
Sidney College extending over a period of many years were of the greatest value 
to this historic and honored institution. To its interest he gave his great ability 
as a lawyer and business man, and only those connected with the management 
of the college know what he did for its maintenance, and for the extension of its 
influence. During his time of membership in the board the college had no better 

Air Henry was born February 14th, 1 83 1 , at Red Hill, Charlotte County, 
Virginia, the seat and burial-place of his grandfather, Patrick Henry. He was 
named for William Wirt who wrote a biography of Patrick Henry. Mr Henry 
was the eldest son of John and Elvira Bruce McClelland Henrv. His father 
was the youngest son of Patrick Henry and Dorothea Spotswood Dandridge. 
The latter was a granddaughter of Governor Alexander Spotswood. Air. Henry's 
mother was the granddaughter of Colonel William Cabell, of Union Hill, a mem- 
ber of the Convention of 1776. 

Our friend was a master of arts of the University of Virginia, acquiring this 
distinction before he had attained the age of twenty. He studied law, and in 
1853 was admitted to the bar at Charlotte Court-house. For a number of years 
he was commonwealth's attorney for Charlotte County. When the war between 
the States came on, he enlisted as a private in an artillery company commanded 


by Captain Charles Bruce. In 1873, he removed to Richmond and from the 
beginning held a place in the front rank of the lawyers of the Capital City. 

Mr. Henry was married on November 8th. 1854 to Lucy Gray Marshall 
who survives him together with four children — Mrs. James Lyons, Mrs. Matthew 
Bland Harrison, William Wirt Henry, Jr., and Marshall Henry. In his family 
life, and in social relations, Mr. Henry was the embodiment of courtesy, gentle- 
ness, and truth, and, without intending it, he was the luminous center of every 
circle in which he was found. 

In religion, he was a devout Presbyterian, and a firm adherent to Calvinistic 
principles. No one was a more regular attendant upon the services of the 
sanctuary, and the members of his Bible Class will never forget their able and 
faithful teacher. When he felt that his end was approaching, he wound up 
all his temporal concerns with intelligent forethought, and without fear of the 
future. Shortly before his release, he said to the Rev. Russell Cecil. D. I)., his 
pastor; " I wish to say to you, as my pastor, that I am trusting alone in the 
mercies of God through the atonement of the Lord Jesus Christ. I have been 
a member of the church for some forty years, and have not been as faithful to 
my duties as 1 might have been, but 1 am dying now, trusting in Christ alone 
for salvation. 1 have settled all my affairs connected with this life, and my mind 
is at present, occupied only with matters of the other world." His last words 
were " Let me lie down and rest ; " and then his spirit turned away from earthly 
scenes to seek the society of the glorified, and eternal fellowship with Christ. 

The funeral, attended by the elite of Virginia, was from the church wdiere 
he had so long worshiped, and an innumerable company of friends throughout the 
country mourned the loss of one of the nation's noblest men. 

Air. Henry was the friend and co-presbyter of the writer of these lines, for 
nearly twenty years, one of whose regard he was always proud, and he begs to 
pay this tribute to his memory. 


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Friends, to the old place are we come again. 

Where once in thoughts and feelings, hopes and fears, 
We were together bound, and we would fain 

Be now as we were then. The passing years 
On each of us with sunshine and with rain 

Their marks have set. As pupils in the school 
That lies beyond these walls we make no more 

A class : the lessons that we learn by rule 
Are fixed, but this as yet we may not know. 

To-night we gather here to make live o'er 
Dead days and friends : here are we come to show 

Our love. The glass before the empty chair 
Speaks that we can not speak. Cood friends, although 

Diverse our ways, we much together share. 



By Mr. Eugene C. Caldwell. 


Oh talk not to me of a name great in story ; 
The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; 
And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty 
Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.' 

Lord Byron. 


WISH I were logical. I wish my mind could distinguish 
clearly and minutely the phases and features of college 
life at Hampden-Sidney ; the overtones and undertones 
of that life ; and that here you might feel a delicate 
shadowing forth of all the faint tints of student existence. I 
would love to set forth all this in the most logical form. After 
all, however, as we who have lived it know, college life is not 
a very logical life, and would make a poor showing in the hands 
of a biologist or even of a consistent thinker. To me, who 
am neither, it seems that no one thing nor any number of 
things, but " everything '* makes that life. It is a composite 
photograph. We see distinctly the one face, but we can not 
see the separate faces that have been combined to make that 
picture. So many little things, seemingly insignificant, have 
united to make and round out our college life that it is truly 
difficult to show its different features and peculiarities. We 
can feel it ourselves ; but it is hard to tell of it or to make 
others feel it. 

Yes, we have felt it, and it isn't so bad after all — tbis life 
we live at Hampden-Sidney. What we need to do in this world 
is to see things ; and when we begin to do this we discover 
that our notions have often been wrong, that we have looked 
at the picture of life from the wrong point of view. And when 
we come to think about it, our student days have been sweet 
and joyful, bright spots in our lives. I wish I were a Junior 
orator. I could then use a more stately phrase and sav the 
halcyon days of our college life will never lose their lustre. You 
will observe, doubtless, that I have used the present tense when speaking of 
our college life, and I have done so intentionallv ; for whoever has been a 


Hampden-Sidney man will always be one in heart and spirit. Dr. Hooper, of 
Christiansburg, is still a Hampden-Sidney boy. heart and soul, though time 
has with silver tinged his hair. And there are many others like him. Some 
men are blessed with perennial youth. Years may pass and we may live our 
lives far awav from the old College, yet our alma mater will ever hold a large 
place in our thoughts and affections ; and the memories of college associates 
and scenes will keep as green as the grass that now grows over the graves of 
some of them. It is characteristic of the human mind to forget the unpleasant 
things of life and to remember the joy and sweetness our days bring. So with 
the speeding years we forget the weary toil over books and the midnight oil 
and the hard knocks we got. The " not sustained " or " failed," the low marks, 
the uneasy fear of coming examinations are shoved into some obscure corner of 
the brain ; and there they rest in peace, seldom roused to consciousness by recol- 
lection. They become dim shadows that sometimes flit ghost-like across our 
memory, and disappear almost as soon as they come. But the things that 
abide in our minds and sweetly linger there are the great times at Intermediate 
and Commencement, the struggles and triumphs on the athletic field or in the 
literary societies, and the thousand other joys of student life. We remember the 
heaped-up wood in the old fire-place. We hear the crackling and roaring of the 
fire and see the old familiar room aglow with a soft, golden light. We see the 
happy, careless faces of our college chums as they sit in a circle round the fire 
We hear the laughter and confusion of voices, and see the smoke curling to the 
ceiling. Those were great times when we loafed, and laughed, and smoked, and 
talked, and sang, in genial companionship ! These are the things that stick in 
our memories. 

We at Hampden-Sidney have at least one distinguishing glory ; and that is. 
we are off to ourselves where we can go as we please, talk as we please, think 
as we please, and do as we please ; provided, of course, in all these pleases we 
run not contrary to the rules of our thoughtful trustees. Yes, at Hampden- 
Sidney we can walk on the grass ; we can go into the woods or across the fields ; 
we can breathe God's own pure air, and drink in God's own sunshine, and feel 
at the same time that we are leaving enough sunshine and air for other people. 
In the spring and early summer we can lie flat upon our backs on the green- 
sward near the belfry with our hands folded beneath our heads, and look through 
the tree-tops into the blue heavens above where the summer clouds are assem- 
bling as if to send rain. And in the fleecy folds of those clouds we can see outlined 
the face of Katrina. There are the blue eyes, now full of playful mischief, now 
filled with pretended wrath, now with tender love. And there is her left cheek 
mantling with roses and dimples. How many Hampden-Sidnev bovs have thus 
lain in groups upon the campus and dreamed of their youthful loves with nothing 
to molest them save an occasional bag of water, thrown by a strong arm from a 


dormitory window, breaking and emptying itself upon them! At tin's warning 
the whole group will move farther down the hill and straightway fall to dreaming 
again till an expert lands another bag squarely in the midst of them, lint we 
do not mind this rude interruption; for we admire the dexterity of the thrower, 
and then we have the joy of building another eastle in the clouds with Angelina 
for queen. 

Ah ! this is freedom — thus to live. In the days that follow college life, in the 
world of scheming, striving men, we have a thousand petty tyrannies to bow to. 
But during the years of college existence we have nothing to obey save our own 
impulses and the demands of our professors and the call of the college bell and 
the rulings of Fate and our own queenly tyrant Henrietta! A strange kind of 
freedom, one may think, but it is the greatest freedom we get in this world. It 
is a fact, confirmed by history and experience, that the college boy has more 
freedom and takes more liberty with himself and other people than any other 
species of the genus animal. Perhaps we thought otherwise when we were college 
boys. We hadn't begun to see things then. 

I do not know that a spirit can be analyzed. Science has achieved wonders, 
some one said the other day; but whether science can resolve a spirit into its 
component parts is very doubtful. If. however, this could be done, I am sure 
this freedom, so sweet, so delightful, would be found to lie a prominent par 1 
of " The Spirit of the Hill." I wish very much this were possible. I wish " The 
Spirit of the Hill " could be put into a chemical retort ; and as it was decomposed 
into its elements, they could be gathered and preserved. For the sake of clear- 
ness and logical exactness it would be well to number the elements thus: I (or 
First) : II (or Secondly) ; III (or Thirdly) ; and soon in logical order to the end. 
This would be a stupendous achievement ! Then the writing of this article would 
be much easier, and it would be. a production of great historical value, instead 
of being as it is the ramblings of an illogical mind dreaming of college days. It 
would then be read by at least ten persons, or a different fate might overtake 
it. It might be too logical to be very popular. 

" The Spirit of the 1 1 ill ! " I am not the happy author of that felicitous phrase. 
I wish I were. And to show that the honor is not mine, though I crave that 
honor, I have fenced it fore and aft with quotation marks. Who did make this 
phrase? That is an interesting question. After the author had been discovered, 
it would be still more interesting to ascertain the time and circumstances when 
he first used it. what he meant by it. and what other ideas, if any. were in his 
mind at the time. I have spent several hours on this investigation, and have 
found this expression used for the first time, so far as I am aware, in the Y. M. 
C. A. Hand-book. Volume I. It is also found in the other volumes. I would 
refer the reader to various numbers of Tin: KALEIDOSCOPE. He will find it 
employed in certain weighty articles of the I — II — III variety. I have not con- 
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suited the college catalogue, but shall leave that interesting research to my 
patient readers. 

1 fear very much that some kind but ignorant person may discover a little 
humor in the above remarks. I did not intend them to be witty. And I hasten 
to declare with emphasis that there is in very deed a spirit, an influence that 
pervades Hampden-Sidney and that is found nowhere else. Every Hampden- 
Sidney man has felt its presence though perhaps he knew not what it was. So 
you and I, and all of us, agree with the Hand-books and The Kaleidoscopes that 
this spirit is something indefinable, incomprehensible; yet contagious and unmis- 
takable. And it is this spirit, this " everything." that gives individuality to our 
life at Hampden-Sidney, that stamps it as its own and distinguishes it from 
student life at other schools. 

To be " historical " in this rambling dissertation on student life, mention 
must be made of the Union and Philanthropic Literary Societies. It has been 
said at least once or twice by Hand-books and Kaleidoscopes and Commence- 
ment speakers that these societies have much to do with our college existence; 
or, to quote the Junior orator, "they are important factors in the life of the 
Hampden-Sidney student." How vividly I remember the night the youthful 
Cicero let fall that stately sentence from his silver tongue ! It was the night we 
were received into the society. We were all sitting in a row, " the observed 
of all observers," tremblingly waiting to see what would come next. Presently 

the presiding officer announced that Mr. H . of the Junior Class, would now 

deliver the address of welcome to the new members. I shall never forget my 
friend, the Junior orator. Large of stature and strong of voice, he stepped 
before us and began a masterly effort. Xot expecting such ease of manner and 
grace of language, we were completely unprepared to receive with composure 
what followed. I confess that at the time I thought it was the finest thing I 
had ever heard. I have since heard similar addresses in the society — I welcomed 
the new fellows myself one year — but none of them have impressed me so 
fi ircibly. 

I wish I were logical. I would plant a III or IV at the beginning of this 
paragraph, and proceed to say that the influence of the societies is not confined 
to their respective halls. I fear the simple will not understand; I mean the 
halls are too small for the vigorous life of the societies, which, refusing to be 
held in by four walls, reaches out far and wide over the surrounding country. It 
extends through the woods and fields, over the hills and glens, and throughout the 
rooms and passages of the old dormitory. In our afternoon walks we have often 
met the budding Cicero perched upon an old stump or standing on a hillside 
speaking to an audience of trees, leaves, and attentive bushes. Sometimes we 
found him in the bare fields or by shaded streams; wherever we met him there 
we heard the rhythmical cadence of his voice declaiming on those subjects so dear 


to the heart of the Junior orator. ( )r sometimes it was in the quiet night hour 
when most of the lights were out, though his was still burning; while from hi- 
room volumes of college-boy oratory fell with regular accent upon the still) 
darkness that enveloped the old building. 

If these woods, and corn-fields, and streams, and old walls could speak, they 
could tell the world why it is that Hampden-Sidney boys have become prominent 
and useful men, distinguished judges, eminent lawyers, and eloquent speakers 
And why it is that so many of these "boys" now stand in Southern pulpits, 
men of eloquence and sound learning, adorning the doctrine of God in all things. 

Then there is the mud. " The public highway," as once said the funior 
orator, or the Magazine editor, I believe, " that runs from Farmville to Hampden- 
Sidney and from Hampden-Sidney to Farmville." To speak with exacter logic 
and more simplicity, 1 should have said, "there is the mud in the road." Foi 
that mud sticks in our memories as persistently as it did long ago on the wheels 
of those old hacks and buggies. It was. 1 am sure, in reference to this same 
road that somebody once said: "There is no royal road to learning." But 
I fear very much the mud in the road has had its day. for some one told me the 
other month the boys would hereafter roll over rocks and not through mud. The 
simplest mind can readily see that the mud will quietly pass out of student life 
at Hampden-Sidney. But it shall not soon fade out of our memories. We 
cherish no malice in our hearts against it, and why should we? It can not harm 
us now. Sitting to-night before a warm fire, with the heat falling upon our 
slippers, we smile as we think of the nights we drove from Farmville. It was 
cold and dark, and the rain was beating against the sides of our buggy top. 
In the road, the red mud lay deep and heavy and tough. The wheels, sinking 
nearly hub-deep, gave forth to quiet darkness round us that peculiar slougln 
sound made by wheels passing through deep mud. We were glad that nighl 
we were in the buggy and not in the road. To-night, we are £"lad we are in this 
room and not in that buggy. 

I fear the ignorant will laugh at me for writing thus about the mud. M\ 
ignorant friend, I am writing of student life as it really is. Therefore, above al! 
things, I must be " historical." You do not know how wonderful was that mud. 
and the part it has played in college life ever since the first hackman drove his 
horses to the College. You do not know the thoughts this mud has started in 
the brain of the Magazine editor. You do not know the pages it has filled in tin- 
letters written home on Sunday afternoons. Think of the times it has been 
mentioned in Tut: Kaleidoscopes ami Magazines! It has had an honored place 
in all the college publications — except the catalogues and hand-books. 

And there is the hack that went through the mud that was in the road. 
And there is the man that drove the hack that went through the mud that was 
in the road. .Mr. Walker Crawley and his historic hack are stamped upon the 


memory of every Hampden-Sidney man. and time can not rub the impression 
out. That old vehicle has carried more ministers of the Southern Presbyterian 
Church than any other conveyance in this country ; and its owner ought to attend 
the next General Assembly where he would meet scores of his old friends. 

The post-office was our forum at Hampden-Sidney. I do not mean that 
our public affairs were conducted there, for " waiting for the mail " was the 
only thing we did. There we discussed the news of the day or told what happened 
that morning in our classrooms. We told jokes, or amusing stories concerning 
our fellow students. It was a sweet period of rest coming at the close of the hard 
work of the morning, and we were reluctant to break up and go to books for 
the afternoon. It was delightful to laugh and smoke there, and talk, and then 
listen to others. 

Via Sacra! What memories crowd upon us when we hear those words. 
The afternoon walks we took in the fall and spring of the year with our college 
chum, the smiles and rosy cheeks we met, the rustle of skirts ; these are some of 
the thoughts that flood our minds. It all comes back to us, and we live those 
days over again. We remember the night we strolled down the Via with 
Katherine. It was dark, yet beautiful : raining, vet cheerful ; cold, yet comfortable ; 
all because she was there. We could go now and put our hands on the spot where 
she told that little lie, the lie a woman has a right to tell. We believed it and she 
forgot it. But we forgave her, for it was Intermediate, and things may be said then 
and at Commencement that would not be tolerated at any other time. We remem- 
ber another time when we were strolling down Via Sacra. It was Commencement 
week. A perfect June sky above us, and in our heart joy and peace that come 
when the session is over and books are closed. Margaret looked glorious that 
afternoon, with the sunlight filtering through the leaves and playing in her dimples 
and hair. We passed other couples who were at the same business as ourselves. 
We met several professors, and as they passed, we guessed their thoughts. What 
son of Hampden-Sidney can ever forget that matchless sunset scene a short dis- 
tance beyond where Dr. Latimer lived? Whoever has once stood upon the brow 
of that little hill and watched the sun sink behind that wall of forests, will never 
forget the view that met his eye. You stand, so to speak, at the center of a circle 
whose semi-circumference is marked out by the horizon in the distance. The view 
is unobstructed, and the horizon is outlined against the evening sky by the forests 
and hills as sharply as if it had been cut out with one sweep of a huge sickle. It 
appears as a great wall in the form of a semi-circle, behind which the sun is slowly 
falling, flinging a gulden light upon all earth and sky. Often have I stood with 
my dearest college friends and beheld this sunset. I see it vividly now as I write, 
and with it are associated some of the sweetest and most inspiring memories of my 


The glory has departed from Beech Falls. It has had its day. In other 
years it was the favorite retreat of the college boy and played a great part in the 
student life of long ago. Beech Falls was an enchanted valley. Cupids dwelt in 
every leaf and grass spire, and captured every one who entered the sacred 
precincts of that glen. A charming woman, while speaking the other year of 
the times she had had at Hampden-Sidney, said six proposals were made to her 
while strolling near the falls. She accepted one. It was, she said, in its palmy 
days a beautiful place, shaded by beech and other trees, and every foot of the 
ground was covered with a carpet of the greenest grass. A brook of clearest 
water sang its way over the smooth rocks. To the west was a large hill, which 
kept off the sun, making it cool and pleasant on a summer afternoon. 

This charming woman was not pleased to hear of the sad decline of Beech 
Falls. The cupids, I told her, were still alive, and were now residing at Sigma 
Chi Glen and Slippery Rock. They still keep up their warfare against the college 
boy and the village girl who visit their haunts. Sigma Chi Glen, shaded by the 
hills from the sun or other observers, is a quiet retreat where lovers are accus- 
tomed to wander. I am sure you remember those happy moments you sat with 
Angelina or Katrina on the great black rocks, listening to the sweet murmur of 
her voice, and watching the sun sink behind the hills. Then we all remember the 
times we visited Slippery Rock, where the water flowed, and where I suppose it 
still flows, over a large flat rock, covered with the dark deposit of the stream, 
as slippery and treacherous as the smoothest ice. We sat on the rocks that 
border the stream, dangling our feet over till they almost touched the water, and 
made love to all our sweethearts. To use the language of our valedictorian : 
" We have listened to the laughter of the water, and then looked to behold the 
laughter in her eyes; we have heard the ripple of the stream, and watched the 
ripples in her hair." 


One Southern Girl. 


One Southern girl, 

With her soft, winning ways. 
Her wavy locks 

And lips on which eternal pleasure plays, 
And eyes of gentle look. 

In whose fair depths there lies 
A vision of those joys 

That presage Paradise, 
One Southern girl 

Such as I 've seen and known 
Were worth the endless hosts 

Of every other zone. 

The mu-ic of her voice, 

The velvety fall of her well-filled shoe, 
As coming o'er the way 

She moves as poets say the Graces do, 
Her gentle utterance — 

Of most entrancing speech — 
Her cheeks aglow 

Like some perfected peach, 
And all ihe air around her balmy sweet. 

As with a royal mien she comes to gree . 
One Southern girl 

In pleasure-giving power 
Outvies the beauty 

Of every garden flower. 

One Southern girl 

Wins homage such as they 
In olden times 

On Vesta's shrine did lay. 
Pure as the virgins standing at that shrine, 
Enwreathed with flowers and scent of clinging vine. 

Her hand's soft touch — 

Her way of doing things 

Leaps lightly heavenward 

Like yonder lark that sings. 
And wooing lifts the enmeshed soul in flight 
To all the sweets that throng on Aidenn's holy height. 


Senior Class. 

Motto: Ric itur ad astra. Colors: Navy Blue and White. 


Hobble, Gobble, Ra/.zle, Dazzle ! 

Hokey Pokey Pi ! 
Hampden-Sidney, Naughty One ! 

Rah, Rah, Ri ! 

First Term. Second Term. 

Alex Martin President H. H. Munroe 

Henry Bowden Vice-President H. 

W. E. Jones Secretary and Treasurer ... . G. C. Robeson 

R. II. Webb Historian R. H. Webb 



Post-Graduate Students. 

Louis Spencer Epes, X <P, -, Philanthropic, Blackstone, Virginia. 

Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Vice-President ..1' Class. Second Term, 1900; Second Honor 
and Philosophical Orator, 1900; Manager of College Football Team, 1900; Manager of 
Magazine, 1900-01 ; Delegate to Virginia Intercollegiate Athletic Association Conven- 
tion, 1901. 

PiNLEY Monwbll Eversole, Union, Rural Retreat, Virginia. 

Freshman Prize Scholarship; Sophomore Prize Scholarship; Ministerial Scholarships, 1896-97- 
98-99-1900; Class Football Team, 1896-97-98-99-1900; College Football Team, 1900-01; 
Kaleidoscope Staff, 1899-1900; A. 15. with Second Honor, 1900. 

Thomas Williamson Hooper, Jr., // K A, R. II. O. G. T., Union, Christians- 
burg, Virginia. 
Gymnasium Team, 1897-98-99-1900-01; College Football Team, 1899-1900-01; Class Football 
Team, 1899-1900-01; College Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Class Baseball Team, 1897-98- 
99-1900; Orchestra. 1898-99-1900; Magazine Staff, 1899-1900; Business Manager pro tern. 
if The Kaleidoscope, 1900; Manager of Baseball Team, 1900; Instructor in Gymna- 
sium, 1900-01 ; A. B., 1900. 

Geobge Francis Bell, Union, Putneys, Virginia. 

College Football Team, 1900-01; Class Football Team, 1900-01; Senior Intermediate Orator, 
1900-01 ; Manager Class Baseball Team, 1900-01. 

Francis Augustus Brown, Union, Norfolk, Virginia. 

President of Young Mens Christian Association, 1897-98-99-1900-01 ; Magazine Staff, 1899- 
1900; Kaleidoscope Staff, 1899-1900. 

Henry Bowden, A' 7, Union, Norfolk, Virginia. 

Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Class Football Team, 1900-01; Mandolin Club, 1900-01; 
Vice-President of Class. First Term, 1900-01 ; Captain Track Team, 1900-01. 

Arthur Harris Clarke, Philanthropic, Danville, Virginia. 
Recording Secretary Young Men's Christian Association, 1900-01. 

Peyton Cochran, li & II, 1', V, Philanthropic, Staunton, Virginia. 

Secretary of Class. First Term. 1898-99; Chairman Intermediate Music Committer. 1898-99; 
Marshal, Finals, 1898; Secretary Athletic Association, 1898-99; Secretary of Class, Last 
Term, 1899-1900; Kaleidoscope Staff, 1900; Manager Class Football Team, 1900-01; 
Magazine Staff, 1900-01 ; Editor-in-Chief, Kaleidoscope, 1900-01. 

Landon Leslie Davis, X <I>, Philanthropic, Westboro, Virginia. 

College Football Team, 1K99-1900-01 ; Cla>s Football Team. 1X99-1900-01 ; Invitation Committee, 
1899-1900; Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900; Marshal, Finals, 1900; Vice-President of 
Athletic Association, 1900-01 ; Member of Track Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Chairman of Music 
Committee, Finals. 1900; Final President of Philanthropic Society, 1901. 



Thomas Eeese English, Jr., 2' .¥, I, V, R. II. ( >. ('. T., Union, Richmond, 
President of Class, First Term, 1898-99; College Football Team, 1900-01; President of Ath- 
letic Association, First Term, 1900-01 ; Class Football Team, 1900-01 ; Class Baseball 
Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Manager College Baseball Team, 1900-01. 

Robert Emerson Fultz, Philanthropic, Kiracofe, Virginia. 

Hastings Hawks, Philanthropic, Wellville, Virginia. 

College Football Team, 1900-01 ; Class Football Team. 1900-01 : Kaleidoscope start'. 1900-01 ; 
Gymnasium Team, 1900-01 ; Track Team, 1900-01. 

Porter Young Johnson, Union, Norfolk, Virginia. 

Class Baseball Team. 1896-97; Junior Intermediate Orator, 1898-99-1900; Track Team, 
1897-98; Senior Orator's Medal, 1900-01. 

William Elliott Jones, // A /, 2'. V, Philanthropic, San Marino, Virginia. 

Delivered Sop] re Debater's Medal, 1899; Vice-President of Class, First Term, 1899-1900; 

Final Junior Orator, 1900; Inten liate Senior Orator, 1900-01; Class Baseball Tram. 

1900-01; College Football Team, 1900-01 j Class Football Tram. 1900-01; Track Tram. 
1900-01; Delivered Senior Orator's Medal, 1901; Kaleidoscope Staff, 1900-01. 

William Madzy Kemper, K I, R. II. 0. C. T., 6 V /,', 1\ V., Z T A, War- 
ren ton, Virginia. 
College Football Tram. 1898-99-1900-01 ; Captain of Class Football Tram. 1898-99-1900-01 ; 
Secretary of Class, Second Term, 1898-99; President .it' Class, First Term, 1899-1900; 
Vice-President of Class, Last Term, 1899-1900; Manager of Mandolin and Guitar Club, 

1899-1900; Manager of Track Team, 1899-1! : Captain of College Football Tram. 

1900-01; Editor-in-Chief of Magazine, 1900-01. 

Alexander Martin, // A ./, 6 N /,', Union, Richmond, Virginia. 

Presidentof Athletic Association, Second Term, 1899-K ; Intermediate Junior Orator, 1899- 

1900; Final Junior Orator, 1900; Historian of Class, 1899-1900; Final Invitation Com- 
mittee, 1898-99; Delivered Sophomore Essayist's Medal, 1899; College Football Tram, 
1 '.inii-iil ; Class Fontl.all Tram. 1900-01; Class Baseball Team, 1900-01; Corresponding 
Seer tary of Young Men's Christian Association, 1900-01; Review Editor of Magazine, 
1900-01; Manager of Art Department of Kaleidoscope, 1900-01; President of Class, 
First Term, 1900-01 ; Final President of Union Society, 1901. 

William Addams McAllister, Union, Covington, Virginia. 

Final Junior Orator, 1900; Class Baseball Tram. 1899-1900-01 ; Class Football Tram. 1900-01 ; 
Final Senior Orator, 1901. 

Harry Havener Munroe, Philanthropic, Baltimore, Maryland. 

Secretary of Class, First Term, 1897-98; Corresponding Secretary of Young Men's Christian 
Association, 1898-99; Treasurer of Class. Second Term, 1898-^9 ; Gymnasium Tram. 
1898-99-1900-01; Track Team, 1899-1900; Class Baseball Tram. 1898-99-1900-01; Mana- 

agerof Reading Room, L900-01 ; Class Football Team, 1899-1900; President Class, Si nd 

Term, 1900-01; Delegate to Southern Interstate Convention of Young Men's Christian 
Association, Asheville, North Carolina, 1900; Assistant Physical Director of Gymnasium, 



Samuel Edmond Osbourne, K I, K J, 1', V, Philanthropic, Duffields, West 
College Football Team, 1897-98-99-1900-01 ; Class Football Team, 1897-98-99-1900-01; Gym- 
nasium Team, 1897-98-99-1900-01 ; Track Team, 1897-98-99-1900-01 ; Vice-President of 
Athletic Association, Second Term, 1899-1900; President of Class, Second Term, 1899- 
1900; Treasurer of Young Men's Christian Association, 1900-01; Intermediate Junior 
Orator, 1899-1900; Dramatic Club, 1899-1900; Final Invitation Committee, 1898-99; 
Treasurer of Athletic Association, First Term, 1900-01 ; Business Manager of Kaleido- 
scope, 1900-01; Senior Orator's Medal, 1900-01; Assistant Librarian, 1900-01. 

George Chapin Robeson, Philanthropic, Farraville, Virginia. 

Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Gymnasium Team, 1899-1900; Invitation Committee, 
Finals, 1900. 

Herman Melvin Roberts, Philanthropic, Henderson, Kentucky. 

Junior Intermediate Orator, 1900; Dramatic Club, 1900; Director of Dramatic Club, 1901 ; 
College Football Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Class Football Team, 1900-01 ; Class Baseball Team, 
1899-1900-01; Final Senior Orator, 1901. 

Robert Henning Webb, fJ K 7, Philanthropic, Suffolk, Virginia. 

Freshman Prize Scholarship, 1897-98; Sophomore Prize Scholarship, 1898-99; Class Historian, 
1897-98-99-1900-01 ; Final Invitation Committee, 1898-99; Junior Essayist's Medal, 1899- 
1900; Magazine Staff, 1900-01; Kaleidoscope Staff, 1900-01. 


Quondam Members* 

E. A. Allen 

J. A. Armistead, Jk. 

13. C AvERILL 

J. W. Barrow 


E. E. Booker . 


Jeddy Lee Davis 
Joseph E. Dupuy 
S. K. Green . 
C. J. Hudson 
H. G. B. Irvine 
P. D. Johnston 


W. L. Lee . 

F. C. McClure 

J. B. McFerrin . 
R. P. McGehee 
R. L. Miller 

G. D. Moore . 
*W. B. Parsons . 
E. E. Payne . 
H. B. Stone 

T. B. Stoneham 

C. I. Wade. Jr. . 

D. C. Watkins 
H. M. Winfree . 

Rocky Mount, Virginia 

Stoddert, Virginia 

. Beaumont, Texas 

Smithfield, Virginia 

Farmville, Virginia 

Snyder, Virginia 

Swoope, Virginia 

Charleston, West Virginia 

Roanoke, Virginia 

Baltimore, Maryland 

Rural Retreat, Virginia 

Evington, Virginia 

.South Boston, Virginia 

Lynchburg, Virginia 

Crawford, Virginia 

Roanoke, Virginia 

Bristol, Tennessee 

Abilene, Virginia 

Wytheville, Virginia 

Charlestovvn, West Virginia 

Gunnison, Colorado 

Warm Springs, Virginia 

Alvah, Virginia 

Stoneham, Texas 

Christiansburg, Virginia 

. Smithville, Virginia 

Churchville, Virginia 

* Deceased. 


History of 190 J. 

CHE years revolve, the months fly on their course, and once again the 
Historian sits down to his task of acquainting the " gentle reader " with 
the successes and failures, the peculiarities and eccentricities, of the 
" naughty ones," who, if the fates and the professors be not averse, will, 
as graduates, soon make their bow to the world, and so we are Seniors. Well, 
we must confidentially confess, were it not for long hours of poring over Calder- 
wood, Greek, and Physics II, and for the ease with which we bear ourselves in 
society *s realm, we might in a moment of drowsiness, fancy ourselves once more 
passing the days of Freshmanhood. 

The way has been long, the struggle hard, and we are justly proud of the 
many successes that have brightened our course. In the first place, how we have 
grown ! Who would now recognize us as the components of the variegated 
band who arrived on the " Hill " a few years ago, with hayseed in our hair, wear- 
ing " biled " shirts, and new cravats. All this mighty change in wisdom, favor, 
and stature, must be attributed, first, to the mental pabulum daily fed to us by 
learned doctors of philosophy ; and, secondly, to the ambrosia and nectar human- 
ized into the form of boarding-house hash and " boss." 

Our Class is more than above mediocrity in many respects. Our professors 
will bear us witness that our attainments in the classroom have been of no mean 
order. In this connection only one point can we mention, and that is " the fine- 
spirit with which the senior Latin class has cleared up and embedded in memory 
the bedrock facts contained in the Outline of Latin Syntax." 

Concerning athletics, to what greater glory could we aspire than to hold the 
college championship in football and to have supplied no less than seven invin- 
cibles to the all-victorious college team? 

And now for some of our fastigia rerum. Well, the highest point in our 
class is " Long." Alas, alas, what can he do to check the mad career of his 
legs toward infinity? But he is not our only giant, — there are " Bildad " and 
" Sambo," our huge mountaineers, and Kemper, the broad-shouldered. C )ur 
far-famed philosopher and metaphysician Augustus is still with us, and is as 
inexplicable as ever when we think of the Plato that he daily reads as a pastime. 
( )ur Alexander, whose locks though golden are not so curly as those of his 
great predecessor, will soon be weeping we predict, for new worlds to conquer, — 
after he passes Senior Math and Fisher. 

And now we shall soon bid farewell to the days spent amid the all-powerful 
but quiet influence of the charm that pervades that little spot of earth called 
Hampden-Sidney. May our own lives reflect the high principles which our 
associations here have instilled into our minds, and may the great busy world 
have cause to congratulate itself that here we were prepared for life's struggle. 

The Historian. 

"s 65 

Junior Class* 

Motto : 
Take things as they come. 


Colors : 
Royal Purple and White. 

First Term. 

J. D. Pasco 
R. S. Graham 
R. 0. Stokes . 
H. M. McAllister 
P. B. Hill 

Wahoo ! Wahoo ! What do we do ? 
We yell ! We yell ! 1902 ! 
Rah, rah, rah ! Rip, rah, re ! 
Hip rah ! Rip rah ! H. S. C. 



. Secretary . 


Second Term. 

G. B. Allen 

James H. Rudy 

R. S. Graham 

R. H. Burroughs 

P. B. Hill 



Georoe Blanton Allen, X <I>, R. II. 0. C. T., Philanthropic, Morganfield, 

Dramatic Club, 1899-1900; Mandolin and Guitar Club, 1899-1900-01 ; President of Class, Second 
Term, 1900-01; College Baseball Team, 1899-1900; Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; 
Class Football Team, 1899-1900-01; Assistant Manager College Football Team, 1900-01; 
Track Team, 1900-01 

Francis Sidney Anderson, Philanthropic, Farmville, Virginia. 

Richard Pegram Boykin, <l> /'J, Philanthropic, Smithfield, Virginia. 

Richard Hansford Burroughs, li 8 //, Union, Norfolk, Virginia. 

Secretary of Class, Second Term. 1900-01; Delivered Sophomore Essayist's Medal, 1900; 
Junior Intermediate Orator, 1901; Class Football Tram, 1899-1900-01; College Football 

Team, 1900-01; Treasurer of Class, Second Term, 1900-01; Annual Staff, 1900-01. 

Crbighton Child Campbell, K .7, Union, Roanoke, Virginia. 

Gymnasium Team, 1899-1900-01; College Football Team, 1899-1900-01; Manager Class Foot- 
ball Team, 1900-01; Class Football Team, 1899-1900-01; Class Baseball Tram, 1899- 
1900-01 ; College Baseball Team, 1900-01 ; 

Edward IIerrman Cohn, B 8 IT, Union, Norfolk, Virginia. 

Captain Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01 ; College Football 
Team, 1900-01; Gymnasium Team, 1900-01; Track Team, 1900-01. 

Joseph Allan Christian, Philanthropic, Willcox Wharf, Virginia. 

Hardy Cross, A" ./, Union, Hampden-Sidney, Virginia. 
Sopho re Essayist's Medal, 1899-1900. 

John Lawrence Daniel, Philanthropic, Farmville, Virginia. 

Paul Gray Edmunds, Union, Farmville, Virginia. 

Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Gymnasium Team, 1899-1900-01; Class Baseball Team, 

James Fletcher Epes, A <P, Philanthropic, Blackstone, Virginia. 

Class Football Tram, 11100-01. 

Cabell Flocrnoy Fitzgerald, X </>, A J, Philanthropic, Richmond, Virginia. 
Class Baseball Team, 1900-01; Dramatic Club, 1900-01. 

Robert Spotts Graham, B 8 II, Philanthropic, Tazewell, Virginia. 

Captain College Baseball Team, 1900-01; Vice-President Class, First Term, 1900-01; Class 
Football Team, 1900-01; College Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Secretary Class, Second 
Term, 1900-01; (Mas,- Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Marshal Intermediate Celebration, 
1900-01; Invitation Committee, Intermediate, 1900-01; Captain Class Baseball Team, 
1900-01 ; Track Team, 1900-01. 


Pierre Bernard Hill, X <P, Philanthropic, Richmond, Virginia. 

Vice-President Young .Men's Christian Association. 1898-99; Class Treasurer, First Term, 
L898-99; Class Historian, 1898-99; Class Football Team, 1898-99-1900; Annual Staff, 
1898-99; Gymnasium, 1898-99; Invitation Committee, 1898-99; Orchestra and Glee Club, 
1898-99; President Class. First Term, 1899-1900; Historian Class, 1899-1900-01 ; Mag- 
azine, 1900-01 ; Invitation Committee, 1900-01 ; Leader of Orchestra, 1900-01; President 
of Young Men's Christian Association, 1901-02. 

Robert Evelyn Henry, // H II, S, R. H. 0. C. T., Tazewell, Virginia. 

Magazine Staff, 1900-01 ; Manager Dramatic Club, 1900-01 ; .Mandolin and Glee Club, 1900-01 ; 
Vice-President of German Club, 1900-01; Assistant Manager Baseball Team, 1900-01; 
Manager Class Baseball Team, 1900-01; Elected Manager of College Football Team, 

Lyttleton Edmunds Hubard, X <I>, Philanthropic, Boiling, Virginia. 

Junior Intermediate Orator, 1900-01; Dramatic Club, 1900-01. 

Robert Henry Johnson, Philanthropic, Petersburg, Virginia. 

Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Track Team, 1900-01. 

Archer Phlegar Johnson, Q> K W, (-) N E, 1', R. H. 0. C. T., Christianshurg, 

Treasurer Class, First Term, 1899-1900; Vice-President German Club, 1899-1900; Manager 
Class Baseball Team 1899-1900; Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Orchestra, 1899-1900-1)1 ; 
College Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Chairman Committee on Arrangements Inter- 
mediate Germans 1899-1900 ; Track Team, 1900-01 ; Captain Class Football Team, 1900-01 ; 
Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Leader of Germans, 1900-01. 

William Read Martin, IT A' .7, 6 M E, K J, Union, Sinithville, Virginia. 

Treasurer of Class, 1898-99 ; Treasurer of Athletic Association, Second Term, 1900-01. 

Stewart Leigh Magee, li 6 II, Philanthropic, Clarksville, Virginia, 

Vice-President Class, Second Term, 1899-1900; Class Baseball Team, 1899-1900-01; Delivered 
Sophomore Debater's Medal, 1899-1900; Invitation Committee Finals, 1899-1900. 

Hugh Moffitt McAllister, // A" .7, Union, Covington, Virginia. 

Secretary of Class; First Term, 1898-99; Kaleidoscope Board, 1899-1900; Secretary of Class, 
First Term, 1900-01. 

Houston Burger Moore, Philanthropic, Mossy Creek, Virginia. 

James Denham Pasco, X (/>, 1', A J, R. H. 0. C. T., Union, Monticello, 

Annual Staff, 1899-1900; Marshal Interi liate and Final Celebrations, 1899-1900; Dramatic 

Club, 1899-1900-01 ; Secretary and Treasurer of Athletic Association, Second Term, 1899- 
1900; Secretary and Treasurer of Cotillion Club, 1899-1900; President of Class, First 
Term, 1900-01; Intermediate Junior Orator, 1900-01; Manager of Orchestra, 1900-01, 

James Ira Pritchett, A' 1', A J, Union, Danville, Virginia. 

Chairman Decoration Committee, Intermediate, 1900-01 ; Class Baseball Team. 1900-01 ; Class 
Football Team, 1900-01. 


James Henry Rudy, - X, 1', Union, Paducah, Kentucky. 

Marshal Intermediate and Final Celebrations, 1899-1900; Band Committee, 1900; Class Foot- 
ball Team, 1899-1900-01 ; Class Baseball, 1899-1900-01; Manager Class Football Team, 
1900-01; College Football Team, 1900-01; Elected Captain College Football Team, 
1901-02; Gymnasium Team, 1899-1900-01; Track Team, 1900-01; Glee Club, 1899- 
1900-01 ; Vice-President Class, Second Term, 1900-01. 

Richard Cralle Stokes, K 1\ 8 X E, Z T ./, Philanthropic, Covington, 

Manager Class Football Team, 1899-1900; Marshal Intermediate Celebration, 1899-1900; 
Invitation Committee, Intermediate, 1899-1900; Dramatic Club, 1899-1900-01; Final 
Junior Orator, 1900 ; Treasurer of Class, First Term, 1900-01 ; Assistant Business Man- 
ager, Kaleidoscope, 1900-01 ; Intermediate Junior Orator, 1900-01 ; President of Athletic 
Association, Second Term, 1900-01. 

Dennis Hamilton Willcox, X 0, Philanthropic, Petersburg, Virginia. 

Treasurer of Class, Second Term, 1899-1900; Sophomore Prize Scholarship, 1899-1900; 
Annual Staff, 1900-01; Class Football Team, 1899-1900-01. 

Samuel Miller Zea, X </>, Philanthropic, Strasburg, Virginia. 

Marshal Intermediate Celebration, 1899-1900. 


Junior Class History, 

" Souls that have toil'd and wrought, and thought with me," of you this treatise tells. 

•y rm m E ARE Hearing the end of our journey. Many of us have been march- 
■ m , nl & steadily onward for three long years, some of us even four. To- 
m_^L I gether we have followed Xenophon in his exploits and marched with 
^P^P^ Csesar through his Gallic war. Together we have heard the smooth 
meters of Homer and of Horace, and have stood in the forum, while Cicero, with 
bursts of eloquence, denounced Catiline ; or in the dyopd and heard the great 
Demosthenes. We have battled manfully, and for most of us the wonders of 
physics and chemistry have no longer the aspect of grim and gloomy monsters 
to be overcome. But of that goodly company that set out with us, not all are 
here to-day. Weariness and other causes have thinned our ranks somewhat. 
We miss the bright and genial smile of " Spider," the boisterous humor of " Pan- 
cake," and the kind assistance of " Brer " Bowen, in math. But although they 
are not visibly present, we carry fond memories of them in our hearts. 

We stand to-day as did the Grecian host, when the last ridge climbed they 
sighted the Euxine, the end of their journey only a short distance away, and 
shouted, " The sea ! The sea ! " We, too, can see the end of our journev through 
college ways and do catch some of the enthusiasm of the old Greeks. " Cras 
ingens iterabimus Eequor." 

Many honors have come upon us, and in our ranks are men, who, we dare 
to assert, will occupy high seats in the temple of fame. 

In athletics we maintained our usual high stand; being well represented both 
on the gridiron and diamond. Our class football team was of the first order, 
while our baseball team won for us the class championship of the College. We 
were also represented in other college enterprises. 

The race for sergeant-at-arms, between " Chris " and " Reddy," was charac- 
terized by the usual interest ; but alas ! much to the chagrin of the Christian men, 
" Reddy " once more won the laurels. 

" Spooner's brother," slow of speech, " Brogues," a Greek equestrian, and 
" Fitz," a worthy successor to George, are, perhaps our most conspicuous 
" freaks." But my task is done. Time alone will show how great and glorious are 
the men of dear old '02. 

The Historian. 


Sophomore Class. 

" Virtute non Verbis." 

Pink and Blue. 


Chippe go-ree, go-ri, go-roo, 
Ziprah, ziprah, pink and blue ; 
Hippeio, hiro, hiscum hee ! 
Rah, rah, rah, rah ! 
Nineteen three. 


First Term. 

R. S. Preston President 

W. F. Patton Vice-President 

E. W. LEE Treasurer 

J. K. Irving Secretary 

R. A. Gilliam Historian 

H. P. Jones Sergeant-at-anns 

Second Term. 

F. H. Mann President 

L. D. Johnston Vice-President 

John Martin Treasurer 

W. S. LEE Secretary 

R. A. Gilliam Historian 

H. P. Jones Sergeant-at-arms 



Simon Casabianca Akers 
Richard Addison Gilliam 
Pktkr Wilkerson Hamlett 
Joseph Edward Bridger Holladay 
Joseph Kincaid Irving 
George S. Harnesberger 
Lewis Dupuy Johnston 
Horace Palmer Jones 
Lemuel Roy Jonks . 
William Sharpe Lee . 
Eugene Wallace Lee 
Frank Hurt Mann- 
John Martin .... 
Moir Saunders Martin . 
Charles Daniel McCoy 
Edward McGehee 
Maurice Blair Langhorne . 
James Curtis Parsons . 
William Fearn Patton, !r. . 
Robert Sheffey Preston . 
Langhorne Reid .... 
Benjamin Bradford Reynolds 
Willard James Riddick 
Luther Sheldox, Jr. . 
Edward Garland Stokes . 
William Edward West . 
William Twyman Williams 
James Houston Wolverton. . 
John Calvin Wolverton . 
Albert Ward Wood 

Concord Depot 



. . Suffolk 



South Boston 




Danville, Kentucky 







Massey's Mills 





Gatesville, North 


Oral Oaks 







Moorefield, West Virginia 

History of 1903 

/■M < )R the second time in its career, the Class of 1903 comes before the public : 

£L not as verdant Freshmen, but clothed in the garb of dignified Sopho- 

m mores. We have left our childish ways behind us ; the days of our infanc.3 

J have passed. We are now beyond the pale of Freshmanhood, and stand 

upon the verge of upper-classmen, though what stamps itself so indelibly upon 

our minds is that we have climbed successfully the rugged heights, which confront 

a Sophomore at Hampden-Sidney. 

Victory has courted us, and sits pleased upon our banners. In our Fresh- 
man vear we distinguished ourselves on the gridiron, when we defeated the 
proud and haughty Sophs, by a score of 18 — o. Then, we won the declaimer's 
medal in the under-classman contest, which was an unusual thing; for Fresh- 
men are supposed to " lie seen, and not heard." 

From our entrance into College there has been naught but glory to our credit. 
Strong in numbers and courage ; we have seldom failed in any of our many 
attempts, and we have acted in unison since first we assembled in a startled covey 
at the chapel on that first morning of our college career. 

Historv, at times, comes to a low ebb. The subject becomes threadbare and 
monotonous, but modern history shall never be wanting so long as it has such 
an aggregation as the present Soph Class for its theme ; for noble deeds and great 
scholars make the pages of history shine. Where we all came from, and how 
many of us ever got here is a mystery. Such a varied collection of human nature ! 
Yet, we are all here, and every one of us important in our history. " Brer Akers," 
the man of area, is the most ancient among us and necessarily directs and leads 
those who will kindly follow. 

Then " Cutey," learned in Anatomy. He can designate his pains with such 
accuracy. " Ebe," who hails from afar, and brings with him a bounty of happi- 
ness and beauty; it would be hard to tell, which college he attends — the one in 
Farmville, or the one on the " Hill."' And " H. 1'.," the Eastern Shore twirler. 
has a smile for every one. Then, too, we have the only student, in college, who 
is always a " Mann." These five specimens ably represent the general classes 
to be found among us. 

The present session has been an uneventful and arduous one, the newly insti- 
tuted tests, have made our lives a burden and poor marks have brought forth 
breezy letters from home, but kind memory will throw a glimmer o'er the past. 
and when the world of knowledge shall lie unfolded to us, the time spent here 
will appear as a pleasure of youth. 

We will soon turn to the duties of the Junior year, which we hear are verv 
difficult, but our past contests have taught us valuable lessons in aim. purpose, 
and development, therefore, we will keep striving for success. And now hoping 
that we shall as ably perform our duties when Juniors, as we have those of the 
Sophs, let us take an rf.'ccti nate farewell, fellow classmen, until we shall meet 
again- Historian". 


Freshman Class. 

Motto : 
Virtute et labore. 

Colors : 
Orange and Black. 



Hello-go-lunk, go-link, go-lee ! 
Razzle, dazzle, H.-S. C. ! 
Hucklo, hucklo, ho, ho, ho ! 
Rah, rah, rah, rah ! 1904 ! 


First Term. 

William M. Thornton, Jr President 

T. O. Easlky Vice-President 

A. F. Patton Secretary 

H. C. Thornton Treasurer 

T. J. Harwell Historian 

Second Term. 

S. A. McCoy President 

S. W. Budd Vice-President 

A. F. Patton Secretary 

Edward Cabaniss Treasurer 

Walker Cutts Historian 



Boyce James Allmond 
Marcus Blakey Allmond, Jr. 
Frank Cleveland Bedinger 
Robert Dabney Bedinger 
Malcolm Waldon Brown . 
Samuel Walthall Budd 
Edward Cabaniss, Jr. 
William McClure Carter 
Pleasant Linwood Clarke 
Samuel Daley Craig 
Harry Tillman Crews 
Walker Cutts 

Henry Read Edmunds . • . 
Thomas Owen Easley 
William McAllister England 
Robert Emmett Hamlett 
Thomas Jefferson Harwell 
Benjamin Mason Hill . 
Carroll Lyman Jones 
John Craddock Lawson 
William Goshorn MacCorkle . 
Samuel Alexander McCoy . 
Albert Fuller Patton 
Abney Payne .... 
John Calvin Siler 
Colin Dunlop Spottswood 
Henry Crocheron Thornton . 
William Mynn Thornton, Jr. 
William Sempi.e Weaver . 

Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

. Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

. Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

Churchwood, Virginia 

. Petersburg, Virginia 

. Danville, Virginia 

Amelia Courthouse, Virginia 

Crosby, Virginia 

. Craigsville, Virginia 

Meadville, Virginia 

Savannah, Georgia 

Farmville, Virginia 

South Boston, Virginia 

Covington, Virginia 

. Hampden-Sidney, Virginia 

Petersburg, Virginia 

. Petersburg, Virginia 

. Cherriton, Virginia 

South Boston, Virginia 

Charleston, West Virginia 

Moorefield, West Virginia 

Danville, Virginia 

. Charleston, West Virginia 

Tomahawk West Virginia 

Petersburg, Virginia 

New York City 

University of Virginia 

. Rice Depot, Virginia 


Freshman History 

ONCE upon a time, as the peaceful tribes of Seniors, Juniors, and Soph- 
omores were serenely dwelling on this sacred hill there swept down 
upon them a wild and motley throng, gathered together from the four 
quarters of the earth, and who brought with them much disturbance. 
This aggregation was the Freshman Class of Hampden-Sidney College, — the 
Class of 1904. And we, its members, following in the footsteps of our prede- 
cessors, met one day to organize as a class, and to prepare for the great battle 
we were destined to wage. 

At that time we were not full-fledged Freshmen, but it was not long after- 
wards that it was our misfortune to meet the *' bloody Sophs," and we were 
theirs. When the ringing of the College bell made us wish for home and days 
gone by, and when we were invited to appear on the campus, where the boys 
were waiting to receive us, we were nearly overcome by bashfulness. (Freshmen 
are always bashful.) But after manv an urgent invitation, we reluctantly joined 
our comrades, who gave us a reception so warm that we feel safe in saying 
that no Freshman Class has ever had a warmer time at Hampden-Sidney. But 
at last the Faculty came to our rescue, and henceforth Freshmen will dwell 
in peace. After this we looked forward to the part our class should play in 
the football contests, and for many an afternoon there might have been seen 
gallant and determined youths training hard, that they might be proclaimed 
victors and have their brows encircled with laurels. At last the long-looked-for 
day arrived when we should meet the Sophs in football. We played hard, yet 
never ceasing to remember that the " Lord loveth a cheerful giver." So with 
our hearts in our throats and tears in our eyes we gave the victory to our 

As all histories contain the exploits of heroes, we, too, must mention our 
distinguished list. Nineteen four gives to football, Payne and MacCorkle ; to 
baseball, Patton and Jones ; and to the " grinds " Clarke and Weaver. What 
class with so young a life can boast of so great honors? Well may this Freshman 
Class feel proud of her loyal sons ! 

May the Class of '04 ever push onward and upward to higher things, so 
that when four long years shall have passed she will not be weighed in the 
balance and found wanting; but as a class, may she strive for the highest and 
best in life, and feel at the end of her time, that all can say to her : " Well done ! 

Well done!" 




E MEET 'neath the night's broad shadow, 
And the trees stand dim and bare, 
And the darkness seems to hallow 
The grim old barracks there. 

The campus lies all hidden, 

And the ghosts of by-gone days 

Seem to rise and walk unbidden 
O'er its dim and misty ways. 

Our hearts are young and burning, 
And our days are thoughtless days, 

But hearts to the dust returning 

Have learned to know these ways. 

And now, as an old man yearning 
For the joys that his youth has lost, 

The ghosts of the dead returning 
March past in a silent host. 

Their hearts, once young, were burning, 
And they trod these dusky ways, 

For those grim halls of learning 
Have seen their happy days. 


Beta Theta Pi. 

Founded at Miami University in 1839. 

Pink and Blue. 

Zeta Chapter. 

Established, 1849, 

Fratres in Facultate. 

Richard McIlwaine, D. D., LL. D President 

Walter Blair, A. M., D. L Emeritus 

H. R. McIlwaine, Ph. D. 

Frater in Urbe. 
W. M. Holladay, M. D. 

Fratres in Collegio. 

Peyton Cochran, 'oi, Robert Spotts Graham, '02, 

Robert Evelyn Henry, '02, Stewart Leigh Magee, '02, 

Richard Hansford Burroughs, '02, Lemuel Roy Jones, '03, 

Edward Herrman Cohn, '02, Samuel Walthall Budd, '04. 

Sixty-first Annual Convention held at I'vit in Bay, Ohio, August 27th, 28th, 29th, 1900. 
Active Chapters, i>~> : Alumni Chapters, 35. 


Chi Phi. 

Founded at Princeton in 1824. 

Scarlet and Blue. 

Epsilon Chapter. 

Fratres in Collegio. 

Louis Spencer Epes, 'oo, 
James Denham Pasco '02, 
Samuel, Miller Zea, '02. 
Pierre Bernard Hill, '02, 
Richard Addison Gilliam, '03, 
Littleton Edmunds Hubbard, '02, 
William Goshorn McCorkle, '04, 
William Twyman Williams, '03, 
Cabell Flournoy Fitzgerald, '02, 

Landon Leslie Davis, '01, 
George Blanton Allen, '02, 
Dennis Hamilton Willcox '02, 
Joseph Kincaid Irving, '03, 
James Fletcher Epes. Jr., '02, 
Samuel Alexander McCoy, '04, 
Abnev Ashley Payne, '04, 
Henry Crocheron Thornton, '04, 
William Mynn Thornton, Jr., '04. 

Fratres in Urbe 

Edgar Wirt Venable 
George Fitzgerald 

Thomas Dupuy Gilliam 
Frank M. Cunningham 

Annual Congress held in Atlanta, Georgia, December 1-3, 1900. 


Phi Gamma Delta. 

Founded at Washington and Jefferson, in 1848. 


Royal Purple. 

Delta Deuteron Chapter. 

Established, 1870. 

Fratres in Collegfio. 

Thomas Owen Easley Colin Dunlap Spottswood 

J. E. B. Holladay Willard James Riddick 

Lewis Dupuy Johnston Walker Cutts 

John Craddock Lawson Richard Pegram Boykin 

Fratres in Urbe. 
Monroe D. Morton Edward S. Dupuy 

T. Sanford Hart Rey. B. F. Bedinger 

Active Chapters, Forty-eight. Alumni Chapters, Sixteen. 

Convention held at Niagara Palls, New 5Tork, July 28th, 20th, 30th, 31st, 190(t. 
Dfli-jjati's, D. Spottswood and J. Scales, 


Sigma Chi. 

Founded at Miami University in 1855. 

Sigma Sigma Chapter. 

Established, 1872, 

Official Organ : "Quarterly." Secret Organ : "Bulletin." 

Blue and Gold. 

Fratres in Collegio. 
Thomas Reese English, Jr. James Henry Rudy. 

Active Chapters, Fifty. Alumni Chapters, Ten. 

Grand Convention held in Philadelphia, Septemher 18!i9. 


Upsilon of Kappa Sigma. 

Founded at University of Virginia in 1865. Established, 1883. 

Old Gold, Maroon, and Peacock Blue. 

Official Organ : "Caduceus." Secret Organ : " Star and Crescent." 

Fratres in Collegio. 

Samuel Edmond Osbourne, 

William Mauzy Kemper, 

James Ira Pritchett, Jr., 

langhorne reid, 

Richard Cralle Stokes, 
Albert Fuller Patton, 

William Fearn Patton, 

Moir Saunders Martin, 

Edward Cabaniss, Jr., 

Charles Daniel McCoy. 

Frater in Urbe. 
A. M. Duvall. 

Active Chapters, Fifty-four. Alumni Chapters, Thirteen. 

Lust Convention held at Philadelphia, Octoher, 1900. 

Delegates: E. II. Richardson and R. H. Pritchett. 


Pi Kappa Alpha. 

Founded at University of Virginia, 1868, 

Garnet and Old Gold. 

Iota Chapter. 

Established, 1885. 

Fratres in Collegio. 

William Elliott Jones, Alexander Martin, 

Robert Henning Webb, 

William Read Martin, Hugh Moffitt McAllister, 

Frank Hurt Mann, 

Maurice Blair Langhorne, John Martin. 

Frater in Facilitate. 
Thomas Williamson Hooper, Jr. 

Grand Convention held at Charlotte, North Carolina, April 3-5, 1901. 
Delegates : William Read Martin, Robert Henning "Weub, Hugh Moffitt McAllister. 




Kappa Alpha. 

( Southern Order. ) 

Founded at Washington College in December, 1865. 

Crimson and Gold. 

Official Organ : " Kappa Alpha Journal." 

Alpha Tau Chapter. 

Fratres in Collegio. 
Henry Bowden, 

Hardy Cross, 

Creighton C. Campbell, 

Luther Sheldon, Jr., 

Horace Palmer Jones, 

Carroll Lyman Jones. 

Active Chapters, Forty- Alumni Chapters, Sixteen. 

Next Convention to he held at Richmond, Virginia, June 25th, 1901. 

Delegate : H. P. Jones. 



A Valentine. 

Were I the king of fairy-land, 

And you a fairy, too, 
My sweet ! I d crave your gentle hand, 

And have no queen but you. 

But, ah, — I am no fairy king, 

And what have I to give ? 
For wishes will no longer bring 

The wherewithal to live. 

There is a humble kingdom where 
Your subjects would be true, — 

Nor would a thought be harbored there, 
But prove their love for you. 

Mv heart could wish no stronger bliss, - 
(Nor is a greater known), — 

And crave no purer jov than this : 
That you accept the throne. 


I 1 \ , 

, v '».,' 



W. M. Kemper, 

T. R. English, Jr. 
L. S. Epes, 
W. E. Jones, 
S. E. Osbourne, 

Peyton Cochran, 

R. E. Henry, 
J. D. Pasco, 
A. P. Johnson, 

J. H. Rudy. 


Theta Nu Epsilon* 

Beta Rho Chapter. 

Founded at Ohio Wesleyan University, 1870. 

Archer Phlegar Johnson, 
William Mauzy Kemper, 
Alexander Martin, 
William Read Martin, 
Richard Cralle Stokes. 


m k 5 u G x I 8 = E M 
= L a JE & b = ff u G 


R. H. O. C T. 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. 
J. D. Pasco 

A. P. Johnson 
J. C. Parsons 

W. M. Kemper 
E. W. Lee, Jr. 

A. F. Patton 

R. S. Preston 
M. S. Martin 
G. B. Allen 

Abney Payne 

T. R. English, Jr. 
R. E. Henry 




J. H. C. Winston, 
D. H. Wiixcox, . 



R. H. Burroughs, 
E. H. Cohn, 
L,. E. Hubbard, 
W. G. MacCorkle, 
D. H. Willcox, 

In venatione anima gaudet 

Sum dominus omnium quse specto 

Dat operam negotio suo 

. Lurco edax 

Fabricator crepantium sonorum 


Venable's Inn* 

Motto : 

" The proof of the pudding is the eating." 

Knights of the Round Table. 

Peyton Cochran Musica delectat suura animum 

T. O. Easuby Ei in cuuis dormieudurn est 

G. B. Allen Eius caput est simile occidenti soli 

J. H. Rudy .... Habet aquilae oculum 

R. A. Gilliam Celerrimus cursor in collegio 

W. R. Martin . . . Negat se ipsum esse virum 

J. I. Pritchett . . Omnes reventur ne tnoriatur studendo 

John Martin Fabricator sententioruni 

A. A. Payne ... . . Sine pari in regnis musical 

M. S. Martin ... Amantessimus assuum 

W. T. Williams Cantatar magna facilitate 


Reynold's Ranch. 


" Dam vivimus, edamus." 


Rah, Rah, Rah ! 
Rip, Rah, Ree ! 
Reynold's Ranch, Reynold's Ranch ! 
H. S. C. 

-A^tt ^^,,#— T7" 


T. R. English, Jr He must needs go that the devil drives 

A. P. Johnson His name will speak for itself 

J. C. Parsons Destined to fame by the inhabitants of heaven 

C. C. Campbell An oracle within an empty cask 

L,. R. Jones And still the wonder grows that you can tote your nose 

T. W. Hooper, Jr c owtu/m; iunn 

S. W. Budd Thou shalt touch the stars with thy lofty stature 

Edward Cabaniss, Jr They always talk who never think 

W. F. Patton Good L,ord, deliver us from an inquisitive youth 

B. M. Hill One may smile and smile and be a villian 

C. D. Spottswood But still his tongue ran on 

A. F. Patton All seems infected that the infected spy 

B. B. Reynolds What is your study 


Carrington Club, 

\V. McA. England, "John Bull,' 
W. A. McAllister. "Bildad," 
J. D. Pasco, •Jimmy.'' .... 
(i. S. Harnesbercier. "Hull.'' 
II. M. McAllister. "Mac," 
Alexander Martin. "Alex, 
R. c. Stokes, " Tommy," .... 

" Oportet vivere ut edas, non esse ut vivas." 


Dr. J. H. C. Bagbv, President 

R. C. Stokes, Vice-President 

H. P. Jones, Head Waiter 


C. L.Jones, "Budd," Not a salt-water fish 

P. H.Mann, "Franky," The Mann of God 

S. A. McCoy, " Kid, " Bark,FidolD if I do 

R.S.Graham, "Bob," In a lane — could he stop a pig? 

R. S. Preston, " Bob," . " 'Top laffin' an' be .1 1 I" 

R. E. Henry, "Bob,". . . The ladies.lose their hearts ! 

S. L. Magee, " Hec," Piger, Pigrior, Pigerrimus 

M I! Langhoknb, "Maurice," "Let's play dominoes!" 

So polished ! I'm' him as a mirror 

The Shuhite 

Smiling, Grinning, Laughing Jimmy 

"I saw that in Washington" 

Sedate, Phlegmatic, Impassive as a Statue 

His watchword i- — "Magnolia" 

Punster and Poet — what a failure ! 


Lacy House, 


F. M. Etbrsoi.k 


S. I). Craig . . 
R. H. Johnson 
L. I). Johnston 

Chacun a son gout. 


'. M. Kempbr . . Pro Wright dulce est mori. 

E. B. IIolladay . . . Prineeps mendacium. 
S. Ei'Ks . . . . Amat rideri et audisi etiam. 

vnghornk Reid Et inisi igynist i't liil>]ii .iinaniae. 

F. Epks Puer loquaci natura. 

. H. Clarke Vide superius lab rum. 

M. Zka Tain facile rubescit. 

*. S. Lke .... Hostia Him mentiate amoris. 
II. Hawkes . . Sine pari in rcunis elo- 
L. L. Davis . . Sublimi feriam sidera 

J. C. Lawson . . . Hellus librorum. 
W. J. Riddic'k . . Adoro te, Phyllis. 
Walker Cutts . . Formica? passibus 
The Christian may succeed in converting him. 

Rex taciturnitatis. 

A Liliputian by birth. 

Perpetuus risor. 

Sui generis. 

Homo curvis cruribus 


C. C. Campbell 
H. Bowden 

R. H. Burroughs 
J. C. Parsons 
CD. McCoy 
S. M. Zea 
L. Reid 
J. F. Epes 

Amor omnia vincit et nos amori cedamus. 

Pale Moonlight, Red and Blue. 


C-a-1-i-c-o ! Calico ! Calico ! 
C-a-1-i-c-o ! Calico ! Calico ! [ad infinitum] 


S. E. Osbourne President 

J. H. Rudy Vice-President 

Alexander Martin Misogynist 

/7\. W. S. LEE Indiscriminate Lover 

U | L. S. Epes Exemplar 

^^ Members. 

J. D. Pasco Peyton Cochran 

J. E. B. Holladay D. H. Willcox 

W. E. Jones G. B. Allen 

T. W. Hooper R. C. Stokes 

R. A. Gilliam W. M. Kemper 

H. M. McAllister T. O. Easley 

J. I. Pritchett, Jr. W. R. Martin 

M. S. Martin L. L. Davis 

E. W. Lee, Jr. W. G. MacCorkle 

R. S. Preston W. M. Thornton 

T. R. English, Jr. S. A. McCoy 

L. R. Jones S. L. Magee 

W. T. Williams, ' 

Walker Cutts S. W. Budd 

W. J. Riddick M. B. Langhorne 

Cabell Fitzgerald A. F. Patton 

L. D. Johnston R. E. Henry 
P. B. Hill G. B. Allen 

Abney Payne F. A. Brown 

C. D. Spottswood A. P. Johnson 

B. M. Hill Edward Cabaniss, Jr. 


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Sure to catch 3*011 sooner or later ; 
who 's the next ? " 

Ultra Violet and Crimson. 


W. M. England . . . .President 
L,. R. Jones . . . .Vice-President 
W. G. MacCorkle, 

Secretary and Treasurer 


A. P. Johnson S. W. Budd C. D. Spottswood 

B. M. Hill W. J. Riddick R. H. Johnson 

S. A. McCoy W. S. Weaver Walker Cutts 

W. T. Williams W. M. Carter R. S. Preston 

A. F. Patton W. M. Thornton 

R. C. Stokes J. A. Christian 

P. Y. Johnson S. D. Craig 

F. H. Mann M. B. Langhorne 

H. C. Thornton W. R. Martin 


Hockey Club* 


R. E. Henry President 

W. M. Thornton Vice-President 

C. F. Fitzgerald Keeper of the Clubs 


J. C. Parsons 

C. D. McCoy, 

H. M. McAllister, 
L. Sheldon, 

C. L. Jones, 

W. E. Jones, 
T. R. English, E. Cabaniss 

W. G. MacCorkle, E. W. Lee, 
T. W. Hooper, G. B. Allen, 

J. I. Pritchett, J. C. Eawson 

T. O. Easley, C. C. Campbell, 

R. S. Preston, S. M. Zea, 

E. G. Stokes, Walker Cutts, 

W. J. Riddick, J. D. Pasco, J. E. B. Holladay. 

C. D. Spottswood, R. A. Gilliam, B. M. Hill, 

S. W. Budd, R. S. Graham, J. K. Irving, 

John Martin, M. B. Langhorne, W. F. Patton, 

D. H. Willcox, \V. T. Williams. 



R. A. Gilliam President 

R. E. Henry Vice-President 

J. H. Rudy, Secretary and Treasurer 

J. I. Pritchett, 

Chairman Arrangement Committee 
A. P. Johnson Leader 


S. L. Magee, 
E. W. Lee, Jr., 
L,. Sheldon, 
G. C. Robeson, 
Walker Cutts, 
E. Cabaniss, 
W. T. Williams, 

W. M. Kemper, 
L. Reid, 
R. H. Johnson, 
S. A. McCoy, 
W. J. Riddick, 
W. F. Patton, 
S. W. Budd, 

L. L. Davis, 

L. R. Jones, 
G. B. Allen, 

J. I. Pritchett, 
J. E. B. Holladay, 

R. H. Burroughs, 
S. E. Osbourne, 
C. D. McCoy, 
R. S. Preston, 
M. S. Martin, 
C. F. Fitzgerald, 
A. A. Payne, 
H. P. Jones. 

1 06 

R. A. Gilliam, 
H. M. Roberts, 

R. E. Henry, 
H. Bowden, 
H. M. McAllister, 
T. O. Easley, 
J. D. Pasco, 
W. G. MacCorkle, 
R. P. Boykin, 
W. M. England, 
C. D. Spottswood, 
A. F. Patton, 

The Smokers. 

Motto : 

While hell and heaven fight for sway 
We smoke and watch the world go by. 


S. A. McCoy The Great Pipist 

E. W. LEE Seeker After Meerschams 

Walker Cutts The Cigarette Roller 

IvAnghorne Reid . . . The Occasional Smoker 


J. K. Irving 
R. C. Stokes 
R. H. Johnson 
R. A. Gilliam 
H. Bowden 
W. J. Riddick 
W. G. MacCorkle 
L. Sheldon 

R. H. Burroughs 
S. L. Magee 

A. McCoy 
J. L.. Daniel 

R. P. Boykiu 

W. A. McAllister 

C. D. McCoy 

J. F. Epes 

W. M. Carter 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. 
G. B. Allen 

W. M. England 





P. B. Hill President 

A. F. Patton Vice-President 

R. H. Burroughs Chief Gunner 


T. O. Easley R. C. Stokes L. S. Epes 

H. M. Roberts J. K. B. Holladay 

A. Martin R. H. Burroughs R. H. Johnson 

R. E. Henry E. G. Slokes 

A. F. Patton C. D. Spottsuood S. D. Craig 

W. S. Weaver J. F. Epes 

W. E. Jones W. G. MacCorkle P. L. Clarke 

H. Hawkes W. M. Carter 

B. M. Hill S. W. Budd M. B. Langhorne 

H. C. Thornton G. F. Bell 

P. G. Edmunds P. Y. Johnson R. E. Fultz 

J. K. Irving J. C. Parsons 

H. R. Edmunds W. M. Thornton C. F. Fitzgerald 

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Golf Club. 


H. Bowden President 

J. C. Parsons . .Vice-President 
A. A. Payne, 

Secretary and Treasurer 
J. C. Lawson Caddie 


J. C. Lawson 
R. A. Gilliam 
R. H. Webb 
A. P. Johnson 
C. L. Jones 
L. Sheldon 

L. D. Johnston 

J. D. Pasco 

A. Martin 

G. B. Allen 

C. C. Campbell 

R. S. Preston 

S. A. McCoy W. A. McAllister 
H. B. Moore H. M. McAllister 
Walker Cutts W. G. MacCorkle 
R. E. Henry S. W. Budd 

E. Cabaniss T. O. Easley 

R. S. Graham C. F. Fitzgerald 
E. W. Lee J. E- B. Holladay 
C. D. Spottswood 

\V. T. Williams 
W. M. Thornton W. R. Martin 
H. C. Thornton L. R. Jones 

Hardy Cross D. H. Willcox 


Riding Club, 

Hinds and Noble, Livery Men 

F. M. Eversole, Breeder ; P. B. Hill, Hostler 

H. P. Jones Head Riding Master 

R. H. Webb, Most Ardent Equestrian 

C. C. Campbell, Expert Manipulator of the Ribbons 


G. F. Bell, E. G. Stokes, G. C. Robeson, R. H. Webb, 

F. S. Anderson, A. A. Payne, R. A. Gilliam, L. R. Jones, 

Eanghorne Reid, C. D. McCoy, R. P. Boykin, P. L. Clarke, 

Harry T. Crews, Walker Cutts, C. L. Jones, D. H. Willeox, 

W. T. Williams, S. M. Zea, W. R Martin, C. F. Fitzgerald, 

J. F. Epes, L. Sheldon, T. W. Hooper, Jr. 


Tidewater Club* 


F. A. Brown President 

J. E. B. Holladay . Vice-President 
E. H. Cohn Treasurer 


R. H. Burroughs 
E. H Cohn 

Luther Sheldon 

H. Bowden 
H. P. Jones 

Hardy Cross 

M. B. Langhorne 

J. E. B. Holladay 
R. H. Webb 

P. Y. Johnson 

F. A. Brown 

J. A. Christian 
R. P. Boykiu 

D. H. Willcox 

C. L. Jones 


Rah, Rah, Rah !— Hoge ! 


E. L. Davis President 

R. C. Stokes Vice-President 

W. S. EEE Secretary 


L. S. Epes J. F. Epes 

H. Hawkes S. M. Zea J. C. Wolverton 

G. S. Harnesberger Walker Cutts E. E. Davis 

F. S. Anderson R. P. Boykin W. S. Eee 

S. L. Magee F. H. Mann R. C. Stokes 


First Passage Club. 


Rah, Rah, First ! 
Rah, Rah, Passage ! 
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, First Passage ! 

Bring forth the royal bumper and let him bump. " 

R. S. Graham 
W. J. Riddick 
L,. D. Johnston 
C. C. Campbell 
L. R. Jones 
R. H. Johnson 

R. S. Preston 


R. E. Henry 
J. C. Lawson 
G. F. Bell 
Peyton Cochran 
S. L,. Magee 
J. A. Christian 

Black and Blue. 

Langhorne Reid 
T. O. Easley 
H. M. Roberts 

E. H. Cohn 
P. Y. Johnson 

F. S. Anderson 

R. H. Burroughs 


Fourth Passage Club. 


Eat 'em up ! 
Do 'em up ! 
Chew 'em up fine ! 
Fourth Passage, Fourth Passage ! 
Nit, resign ! 


' ' Lilium Vallis. ' ' 


W. E. Jones H. M. McAllister W. M. England 

E. G. Stokes L. L. Davis W. S. Lee 

P. B. Hill D. H. Willeox R. A. Gilliam 

G. B. Allen T. R. English, Jr. J. H. Rudy 

L. S. Epes J. F. Epes F. H. Mann 

L. E. Hubard J. L. Daniel 1?. MeGehee 

A. P. Johnson T. W. Hooper, Jr. 


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Garnet and Gray. 

Hail to the colors we 've cherished for long ! 

Hail to the banner we wave for our own ! 
In the bright rainbow how many tints throng ! 
These are the twain that delight us alone ! 
Garnet and Gray, 
The grave and the gay. 
All hail to the colors we choose for our song ! 

Then first to the color the happy heart knows 

"When fortune smiles bright and the world 's full of cheer 
'T is the hue in the heart of the Jacqueminot rose, 
The blush on the cheek of the girl you hold dear, 
The flashlight of Mars, 
Bravest born of the stars, 
And the translucent ruby that sparkles and glows. 

Then something to soften the sparkle and light 

When the quiet heart seeks a subdued, tender tone : 
'Tis the gleam of the dove's wing, the falling of night, 
The tear-misty fountain with musical moan. 
Garnet and Gray. 
The grave and the gay — 
Whate'er be your humor these colors delight. 



H. M. Roberts Stage Director 

R. E. Henry Manager 

Abney Payne Musical Director 


Richard Cralle Stokes Harry Havener Munroe 

Richard Hansford Burroughs Samuel Alexander McCoy 

James Denham Pasco Robert Evelyn Henry 

Lyttleton Edward Hubard Herrmau M. Roberts 

William M. Thornton, Jr. Abney Payne 

Eugene W. Lee, Jr. Cabell Fitzgerald 


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Mandolin, Guitar and Glee Club* 


P. Bernard Hill, First Mandolin (Leader) Harry Bowden, First Mandolin 

J. H. Rudy, Second Mandolin 


Archer P. Johnson Robert E. Henry George Blanton Allen 

J. D. Pasco, Manager 
Abney Payne, Pianist 

Glee Club. 

Cabell Fitzgerald, First Tenor 

R. A. Gilliam Second Tenor 

R. C. Stokes First Bass 

H. M. Roberts Second Bass 



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Blest thrice are they who in her graces live, 
Endeared by every tie that love can give. 

Thrice blest, for in her gentle heart they see 
The sweetest Faith and Hope and Charity. 

Youth plays, perennial, in her winsome face, — 
Joy-fraught that he hath found so dear a place. 

On every side one hears her praises sung, — 

Her winning words and deeds and ways. Nor tongue 

Nor pen can ever hope her charms to tell, 
So many, they, that in this maiden dwell. 

Oh, she doth all description far transcend ! 
Now, can you tell the name of this dear friend? 

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College Football Team. 


William M. Kemper (Left Half-back) Captain 

Louis Spencer Epes Manager 

Harry L. Shaner Coach 


Martin, A Left End 

Campbell Left End 

Rudy Left End 

Gilliam Left Tackle 

Cohn Left Guard 

Hooper Quarter-back 

HacCorkle Full-back 

Hawkes Right End 

Osbourne Kight Tackle 

Davis Right Guard 

Jones, W. E Right Half-back 

Roberts Center 






Games of '00 Season 
October 12th, St. Albans, 0; Hampden-Sidney, 21. 

November 3d, William and Mary, ; Hampden-Sidney, 17. 

November 5th, Randolph-Macon, 0; Hampden-Sidney, 11. 

November 1.1th, Richmond. 0; Hampden-Sidney, 34. 



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College Baseball Team, 


T. R. English, Jr Manager 

R. S. Graham Captain 

R. E. Henry Assistant Manager 


R. S. Graham Second Base English Third Base 

Hooper Shortstop Campbell Left Field 

Bowden First Base Robeson Center Field 

MacCorkle Right Field 

R. E. Henry 

A. P. Johnson 



H. P. Jones 


G. B. Allen 

J. C. Parsons 

E. H. Cohn 

L,. D. Johnston 



Gymnasium Team. 


T. W. Hooper, Jr. 
H. H. Monroe . . 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. 
H. P. Jones, 
C. C. Campbell, 
H. Hawkes, 


P. G. Edmunds, 
C. L. Jones, 
E. H. Cohn, 
R. A. Gilliam. 

. Director 

J. H. Rudy, 

W. F. Patton, 

S. E. Osbourne, 


College Track Team, 


R. A. Gilliam Manager 

J. D. Pasco Assistant Manager 

Harry Bowden Captain 

W. M. Kemper Field Officer 



W. E. Jones R. A. Gilliam G. B. Allen 

H. Bowden C. L. Jones R. S. Graham 

A. A. Payne J. H. Rudy h. P. Jones 


R. S. Graham R. S. Preston L. d. Johnston 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. W. F. Patton A. P. Johnson 

C. L. Jones A. A. Payne W. E. Jones 

Running Broad Jump. 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. H. P. Jones E. W. Lee 

G. B. Allen R. S. Preston C. L. Jones 

J. H. Rudy W. F. Patton L. D. Johnston 

High Jump. 

L.L.Davis E.W.Lee T. W. Hooper, Jr. 

A. P. Johnson G. B. Allen H. P. Jones 

W. E. Jones R. S. Graham J. H. Rudy 

Putting the Shot. 

R. A. Gilliam H. Bowden R. S. Graham 

S. E. Osbourne L. L. Davis L. D. Johnston 

E. H. Cohn A. A. Payne A. P. Johnson 

Throwing the Hammer. 

S. E. Osbourne R. A. Gilliam A. A. Payne E. H. Cohn 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. W. M. Kemper L. L. Davis H. Bowden 




Class Football Team of 190L 

College Champions. 

Peyton Cochran Manager 

, 'ijj y J William M. Kemper, Captain 

Roberts Center 

McAllister, Right Guard 

Bell Left Guard 

Davis Left Tackle 

Osbourne Right Tackle 

Hawkes Right End 

Martin, Left End 

Hooper Quarter-back 

Jones Right Half-back 

Kemper, Left Half-back 

English, Full-back 



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1902 Class Baseball Team. 

College Champions. 

R. S. Graham Captain 

R. E. Henry Manager 

C. C. Campbell Catcher 

G. B. Allen Catcher 

A. P. Johnson Pitcher 

E. H. Cohn First Base 

C. Fitzgerald Second Base 

J. H. Rudy Third Base 

R. S. Graham Shortstop 


Magee Pritchett 

Hill Burroughs 






W. E. Jones President 

J. D. Pasco Vice-President 

R. S. Graham . . Secretary and Treasurer 


Peyton Cochran R. A. Gilliam 

R. P. Boykin 
L. D. Johnston 
W. G. MacCorkle 
P. G. Edmunds 
H. M. McAllister 
A. F. Patton 
E. H. Cohn 
L. Sheldon 

W. M. Kemper 
R. S. Preston 
R. H. Burroughs 
G. C. Robeson 

A. Martin 
J. Martin 
M. S. Martin 
W. J. Riddick 
W. R. Martin 
C. F. Fitzgerald 

B. M. Hill 
E. Cabaniss 
J. I. Pritchett 

J. E. Daniel 
E. W. Lee, Jr. 
H. M. Roberts 
G. F. Bell 
M. Zea 
R. C. Stokes 

S. A. McCoy 
H. B. Moore 

H. Bowden 

J. H. Rudy 

T. W. Hooper, Jr. 

L. R. Jones 

M. B. Langhorne 

D. H. Willcox 

E. G. Stokes 
T. O. Easier 
R. E. Henry 
J. E. B. Holladay 
S. W. Budd 
W. M. Thornton, Jr. 
R. H. Webb 

P. B. Hill 

S. L. Magee 
L,. S. Epes 

J. C. Lawsou 
T. J. Harwell 
A. A. Payne 

F. H. Mann 
J. C. Parsons 


Bicycle Club* 

R. C. Stokes 
H. Bowden 
R. H. Johnson 
P. Y. Johnson 
H. P. Jones 
L,. Sheldon 
S. A. McCoy 

R. E. Fultz 
John Martin 
S. D. Craig 
Walker Cutts 
J. D. Pasco 
Langhorne Reid 
C. L. Jones 

G. C. Robeson 
C. D. McCoy 

W. M. England 
W. J. Riddick 
J. C. Lawson 
W. M. Carter 
J. E. B. Holladay 

H. M. McAllister, 


M. S. Martin, 


George James 

Secretary and Treasurer 


J. C. Parsons 

B. M. Hill 

R. S. Preston 
C. D. Spottswood 

Peyton Cochran 

J. H. Rudy 
S. M. Zea 

S. W. Budd 
E. Cabaniss 
H. C. Thornton 
R. H.Webb 
P. B. Hill 
W. R. Martin 
J. C. Wolverton 


A Skating Song. 

" How is tlic ice? " She sweetly asked, 
As down tlie hill we strolled : 

" I think it 's safe," was my reply, 
" But the water's rather cold." 

I really thought the ice was sound, 

So ii,. one ought to scold ; 
I forgot she weighed two hundred pound, 

Though I knew the water was cold. 

Upon her dainty, well-clad feet 
Her shining skates took hold, 

Ami as I helped her from her seat 
She asked, was 't really cold ? 

Ami now like some wild woodland elf 

Across the ice so hold 
She sped — alas, she stumped her toe, 

And found that the water was cold. 

This sight, it simply rent my heart 

And after her I rolled, 
I drew her out that dreadful place, 

Gosh ! But the water was cold ! 

A damsel to save from a watery grave 
Is a noble deed we 're told, 

But should it be in winter's time 
You '11 find that the water 's cold. 




TX presenting to the public this, the ninth volume of The Kaleidoscope, 
we are, naturally, anxious as to how it will be received. There are many 
who feel it a duty to criticise publications, and especially is this true with 
regard to those of colleges, but why this is the case in regard to college 
annuals, it is hard to explain ; for it should be realized that the editors, being 
students, have other duties of greater importance. We offer no apologies ; for 
although aware of many imperfections, there have been many obstacles to over- 
come in the making of this volume and we have tried to meet thern to the best 
of our abilities. 

College annuals have a necessary sameness about them. There are depart- 
ments which go to make up a well-rounded year-book that appear regularly, 
and should do so; for a college annual is the publication which has as its object 
the unfolding of the many-sided life of the American student, while within the 
classic walls of his institution. This is what we have tried to make The Kalei- 
doscope of 1901 — a book to give an insight into student life at Hampden- 
Sidney College. 

We have made an effort to relieve the monotony of this book, by introduc- 
ing a few new features in the artistic arrangement of the work ; this we hope 
will meet with your approval. 

It was so decreed by fate that this volume should introduce the new centurv ; 
and as all things are being constructed to keep pace with the new era, so we, too, 
have endeavored to make this KALEIDOSCOPE a twentieth-century edition. 

When first we took up this work and planned its future, it was thought that 
our alumni would be pleased at having The Kaleidoscope, dedicated to them, 
but after consulting about the matter, we felt that they would prefer to have 
but one name honored thus ; and we selected that name which stands so dear 
to the older alumni, that name which is linked with those pleasant recollections 
of the sunny days of youth, when those who have since passed out to fight 
life's battles, sat beneath that great instructor whose very presence inspired them 
to strive for things higher. So we make a feeble tribute to the memory of this 
loyal son of the College — Dr. Lewis Littlepage Holladav. 

We have many thanks to offer our alumni for the readiness with which they 
have responded to our requests for contributions, thereby enabling us to pre- 
sent some articles of the highest literary merit. We wish, also, to express our 


thanks to those young ladies who so graciously consented to act as sponsors 
for this volume of The Kaleidoscope. It is only hoped that the book may 
in some wise prove itself worthy of the honor. 

Among those whom we wish to thank personally for contributions to the 
literarv department are Professors William M. Thornton, of the University of 
Virginia, George H. Denny, of Washington and Lee University, and Marcus B. 
Allmond. of Hampden-Sidney College, and the Rev. Robert P. Kerr, D. D. 
Among our younger alumni are Messrs. Don P. Halsey, J. D. Eggleston, Jr., 
Alfred J. Morrison, Eugene C. Caldwell, and W. Bruce Buford. 

For valuable work in the department of art, we wish to thank Misses 
Jennie Tabb, Sallie Page, Rose C. Goode, Janie K. Watkins, E. E. De Turck. 
Irma Stahl, and Grace Sargeant. and Messrs. Littleton Fitzgerald, George W 
Painter, George Fitzgerald, and W. B. Buford. 

The time has now come for us to lay aside this work — to say farewell, and 
then take up the more serious duties of life. Yet, it is hard for us to realize 
that our work in connection with this volume is over and that it is to go before 
the public. We have an attachment for the book which has so firm a hold 
on the hearts of the students. It has won this position because it gives the life 
we lead — the college life as we see it ; and if this number does not realize your 
expectations, refrain from harsh criticisms, for we have tried to please. 

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Magazine Staff* 

William Mauzy Kemper, 'or, Editor-in-chief 

Louis Spencer Epes, 'oo Business Manager 

Robert Evelyn Henry, '02, Assistant Business Manager 

Alexander Martin, '01, Reviews 
Peyton Cochran, '01, Locals 

Samuel Edmond Osbourne, '01, Exchanges 
Robert Hening Webb, '01 Alumni 

P. Bernard Hill, '02, Y. M. C. A. 


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Cochran Henry 

Webb Kemper (Ed -in-Chief) 

Union Literary Society. 

Pasco English Rudy A. Martin 

Eversole T. O. Easley W. A McAllister Pritchett 

Hooper Gilliam Burroughs Colin 

Reynolds P. Y. Johnson Akers England 

L. R. Jones Campbell H. M. McAllister W. R. Martin 

Edmunds Preston Cross Bell 

Bowden J. Martin Spottswood Eanghorne 

Budd W. F. Pattou A. F. Patton Cabaniss 

C. D. McCoy P. L. Clarke W. M. Thornton B. M. Hill F. A. Brown 






Philanthropic Literary Society* 


Magee Harnesberger 

H. P. Jones Robeson F. C. Bedinger 

Reid Wood Weaver 

Cochran Webb MeGehee 

W. E. Jones Hawkes Riddick 

Davis Graham Mann 

Zea L. S. Epes Craig 

Allen Daniel R. D. Bedinger 

P. B. Hill Roberts M. W. Brown 

Harwell Osbourne J. F. Epes 

R. H. Johnson Moore Fitzgerald 

W. S. Lee Holladay Boykin 

Munroe Cutts Lawson 

Fultz Hubard E. W. Lee, Jr. 

Christian Williams Anderson 

R. C. Stokes West Willeox 



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Francis A. Brown, President 

S. C. Akers, Vice-President 

S. E. Osbourne, Treasurer 

Alex Martin Corresponding Secretary 

A. H. Clark, Recording Secretary 

H. H. Munroe, Manager of Reading-Room 

Chairmen of Standing Committees. 

A. W. Wood, Religious Meetings 

G. F. BELL Missionary 

S. C. Akers, Bible Study 

S. E. Osbourne, Finance 


Ow* &-v--fclsta 

Alexander Martin Manager of Art Department 

Richard Hansford Burroughs Assistant 


Miss Jennie Tabb 

Miss Janie Watkins 

Miss Rose C. Goode 
Miss E. E. De Turck 

Mr. Littleton Fitzgerald 

Miss Sallie Page 

Miss Irma Stahl 

Miss Grace Sargeant 
Mr. George Chapin Robeson 
Mr. George W. Painter 

Mr. George Fitzgerald 

Mr. W. Bruce Buford 


Doris : A Song. 

By Dr. Marcus B. Allmond. 

Doris has a new frock 

Pink as it ran be, 
And the roses on her cheek 

With her frock agree ; 
Anil her lips are rosy red 

And her eyes are blue. 
Doris, you arc very sweet. 

An- you true ' 

Doris has a dimpled hand 

And the softest hair, 
And her skin is marble-white- 

As a lily fair. 
Doris lias the cutest ways 

And a smile to won. 
Doris, you are very sweet, 

Are you true ? 

Doris, doubt begetteth doubt, 

I'm afraid 
You are only laughing at 

What I ve said. 
Doris, 1 would own I love 

None but you. 
If I only could believe 

You were true. 


Ducking at College. 

DR. McILWAINE tells me that when he entered Hampden-Sidnev in 
1850. " ducking" was in vogue and seemed to be an ancient custom. 
Mr. R. C. Anderson, the oldest living graduate of the College, writes 
me. " I was at Hampden-Sidnev in '34, '35, and '36. During that 
time there was only one case of ducking that 1 can remember — old Professor 
McViccar, an unpopular man and teacher."' 

When I left College in 1886, ducking was a feature of college life that 
brought rapturous joy to a boy's heart in exact ratio to the amount of water 
that fell upon the victim. Whether the ancient custom still exists I do not know. 

There were certain rules about ducking that had to be observed unless an 
ugly fight was desired. One of these rules was that a boy " on a dike." or 
dressed in his " Sunday best," was exempt. Another was that only clean water 
could be used in ducking. There was no rule as to the quantity of water ; any 
amount from a spoonful to a barrel would answer. The spoonful was rarely 

Human nature may have changed since I left college. About that 1 have 
my serious doubts. But when I was there, very, very few boys could resist the 
temptation to duck if the victim and the water were so situated as to make 
a close connection; and even yet, when thinking of college days and some of 
the humorous incidents of college life, there comes to me a bit of that old feeling 
of joyful anticipation that formerly filled my heart when I saw a boy under 
the window of a room or passage. Imagine, if you will, the unsuspecting youth 
under the window ; the quick and noiseless tread of the ducker as he runs for the 
gourd or bucket, or tub if there is sufficient water in the nearby rooms: the 
sly looking out of the window to measure the angle of throwing; the sudden 
splash and that feeling of the victim, usually expressed by the word " oosh ; " 
and the immediate disappearance of the culprit's head in order that the com- 
pliment may not be returned at some future date. Sometimes a boy sitting 
in his room at his window was ducked by the boy in the room just above or 
below him. This was done by tying a gourd to a long stick and accurately 
measuring with the eye the exact distance to the victim's window. The ducker 
would sometimes lean out of his window to throw the water, but many of the 
boys were so expert that they could remain in their rooms, shove the gourd of 
water out by means of the long handle, and throw the entire contents on the 
boy above. 


If ducking was wrong, some of us were very low in the moral scale. In 
this connection. 1 well remember how Dr. Mcllwaine once cornered me at his 
hospitable table, greatly to the amusement of the many boys present. In some 
way the subject of boys' pranks became the topic of conversation, and after 
full discussion and many reminiscences, the Doctor, with a look of unusual 
innocence on his countenance, said, " There is one prank the students have that, 
for the life of me, I have never been able to see any humor in. To me it is 
a verv silly custom. It is this throwing of water on each other, which they call 
'ducking!'" Then turning to the young gentleman just at his left — who 
happened to be myself! — he said, " Don't you think so?" I have often wished 
to ask the Doctor whether he knew my propensity and wanted to give the 
other bovs some fun. If he didn't, it was a remarkable coincidence. To me the 
position was for the moment excruciating, and a kick under the table from some 
unfeeling idiot did not make it less trying. I managed to summon enough pres- 
ence of mind to reply that the answer to the question would depend on whether 
I was the " ducker " or the victim. Tucker Graham and Gib Link hurled that 
question at me the moment we left the house, and it was a long time before I 
heard the last of it. 

In my Sophomore year, one of my classmates — I think it was McKelway — 
had given me two or three good duckings, which I had taken in very com- 
mendable spirit because I felt sure I would find the opportunity to return 
with interest the attention that had been paid me. One day during the spring 
I had my plans carefully laid to " drown " him. The professor of Greek, 
Dr. Harding, now of Davidson College, Xorth Carolina had his recitation room 
on the fourth passage, first floor, southwest corner. I had gotten a good supply 
of water from Cabell Flournoy's room on the second floor and had it waiting 
at the passage window. The intended victim had a new brown felt hat, so I 
determined to rush up-stairs after the recitation and, when that hat appeared, 
to wash it and its owner off the steps. Flournoy and I reached the recitation 
room a moment late. I noticed incidentally when I entered the room that 
Dr. Harding had a flower on the lapel of his coat and was dressed for something 
more than a recitation. It was evident to my mind that he had an engagement 
with some young lady immediately after the class, and the promptness with 
which the boys were dismissed confirmed the suspicion. Flournov and I, who 
had taken our seats near the door, bolted up the stairway, taking two or three 
of the steps at every jump, and I had just gotten the water in hand and my 
head partially out of the passage window when I noticed a new brown felt hat 
appear below, emerging from the door. I washed the brown hat and its owner 
off the steps as I had intended, but it was the wrong hat and consequently the 
wrong victim ! Through one of those coincidences which seem to show that we 


are at times the playthings of some joking spirit of the air, our young Greek 
professor had that day purchased a new brown felt hat ; and to the utter con- 
sternation of Flournoy and myself I had made Dr. Harding think Niagara had 
hit him! Flournoy at once yelled to me to bolt for his room and hide, but I 
refused, thinking it best to " face the music " and explain the mistake if the 
outraged professor did not attempt to throw me out of the window. Flournoy 
" looked not on the order of his going." He slammed his door, locked it, and, 
from the noise he made thumping on the floor as he scrambled under his bed, 
I wonder now that Dr. Harding did not hear him and suspect that he was the 
criminal. After the deluge allowed the Doctor to get his breath and collect 
his thoughts and his hat, he lost no time in reaching the second floor. Despite 
his damp condition he was warm as he approached me with the question, " Did 
you throw that water on me?" "It was all a mistake, Doctor," I answered; 
" I mistook you for a college boy." With admirable self-control he said, " Well, 
I hope you will never take me for one again ! " We both laughed and I knocked 
at Flournoy's door and asked him to bring a clothes-brush. Flournoy thumped 
from under the bed, much to the Doctor's amusement, unlocked the door and 
opened it as if he were facing a battery. I explained to Dr. Harding how the 
mistake occurred and we were soon chatting very pleasantly. I have rarely 
seen a more excellent manifestation of true manliness under very provoking con- 

One brisk morning in early spring the students were standing in scattered 
groups about the campus, awaiting the ringing of the chapel bell. John Rice, 
who lived about three miles from the College, appeared on the stile at the 
southeast corner of the campus. Some one spied him and in a moment there 
was a volley of yells. On Rice's head was a very tall beaver of the vintage of 
about i860, which he had found in the garret of his old home and had concluded 
to wear over to College " in order to lessen the monotony of the daily routine 
of recitations." He succeeded in lessening it beyond his most sanguine expecta- 
tions and hopes. As he neared the College the students gave him a royal salute 
of choice phrases, epithets, and questions. Xo Roman senator could have pre- 
served a more impassive countenance. He gravely lifted the ancient headmark 
as he walked past the boys, moved slowly towards the chapel (where the gym- 
nasium now is), and with rare absence of mind took his seat on the steps leading 
into the second passage. Then facing the guying crowd he calmly opened a 
book and began to study. It seemed to us hours, though it was really not over 
two minutes, before a denizen of the second passage slipped through the third 
passage to the rear of the College, crept into the second passage and up-stairs, 
while the crowd continued to guy Rice, to prevent his hearing any noise at his 
rear. Our impatience made us think the boy was taking an interminable time 


and some of us wondered if he hadn't dropped dead. But he was preparing to 
" lessen the monotony of the daily routine of recitations " in a manner that 
lacked nothing in completeness, and when with hasty and stealthy glances we 
saw a large tub slowly lifted to the window of the fourth floor a prayer of 
praise and thanksgiving went up that for absolute unity of spirit has no superior 
in human experience. With a deliberation that Sergeant Jasper could not have 
surpassed, the ducker took a measure with his eye, adjusted the tub at the proper 
angle, then turned the tub up and hit Rice on the back of his neck with the 
entire contents ! Tableau vivant ! 

Although each boy had the right to duck any one he pleased under the 
restrictions named, the residents on any one passage always combined against 
attacks from outsiders. No questions were asked when a yell from a resident 
sounded, for example, the alarm, " First Passage, to the rescue ! " The student 
might have provoked the attack, but an assault on any member within that 
domain was a thing to be repelled, with no time lost looking into the merits of 
the case. One day in the early '70's, Graham Mcllwaine had inveigled Billy 
Madison into a game of mumble-peg in front of the College, and Mcllwaine's 
astuteness in counting was more than a match for Madison's simplicity and 
earnest playing. Soon a large circle surrounded the players and when 
Mcllwaine dug the hole, drove the pin and had Billy on his knees making 
vain attempts to pull the peg with his teeth, the enjoyment of the on-lookers 
was intense, the laughter hilarious, and the interest absorbing. It was not 
surprising, therefore, that no one noticed Bob Wailes as he emerged from the 
fourth passage, a bucket of water in hand, and made his way towards the crowd. 
Taking good aim and giving the bucket a semi-circular swing, he caught an 
astonishingly large number, then turned and fled for his room, with a wild, 
howling mob behind him, bent on revenge. Darting into the passage and 
up the stairs, he yelled like mad, " Fourth Passage, to the rescue ! " The boys on 
every floor, buckets in hand, poured out of their rooms and met the onslaughter. 
The attacking party was at a disadvantage, but despite the drenching they 
grabbed Wailes and took him to the College well, the fourth passage boys fol- 
lowing to see the fun and to assist their comrade. For at least an hour those 
idiots drew water, grabbed the buckets as they came up full, and drenched each 
other until not a dry rag could be found on any of them. With superfluous 
energy worked off they put on dry clothing, and quiet again settled over the 

Probably the most famous ducking scene ever enacted on the " Hill " was 
a battle between the College boys and the Seminary students. It was in the 
fall of 1872, I think, the night of the election of medalists by the two literary 
societies. It was customary for the boys to have a bonfire or a calathump, or 


both, to celebrate the election and the adjournment of the societies for exami- 
nations. The calathump included not only the excruciating music of cow-bells, 
pans, horns, and squedunks, but the lifting of front gates, and the Seminary 
students were never slighted by any lack of attention on the part of the College 

From time immemorial there had been a keen rivalry between the students 
of the two institutions for preferment in the graces of the young ladies. Not 
only so, but the College boys resented what they termed the dignified airs of 
the " Seminites." There had been for some years a feeling among the Semin- 
arians that the calathump was an unjustifiable attack on their dignity. " Ike " 
Scott — now a distinguished minister in Texas, I believe — was boarding at Pro- 
fessor Holladav's and heard the boys talking about their plans. That year there 
was the largest number of students in the Seminary that had ever been within 
its walls, and a corresponding growth in dignity. When " Ike " Scotfs infor- 
mation touched this feeling it was like putting a match to tinder. As Rev. J. B. 
Morton, of Tarboro, North Carolina, writes me, " The Seminary had always 
been honored, or dishonored, with one of the barbarous cerenades [the flavor 
of this spelling is quite too delicious to change] and the Seminites had all along 
considered it an unnecessary disturbance of their slumbers and an offense to 
their growing dignity. This ducking was their plan to break it up. Instead 
of the usual walk about sunset we devoted ourselves to carrying water; not onlv 
the rollicking among us, but the most sedate. I can see now Phil Henslev, 
our fine Greek scholar from Texas, and John A. Scott, now Professor I. A. 
Scott, D. D., not a smile on their faces, but a bucket of water in each hand. 
as though performing some grim duty which conscience demanded." 

I am equally indebted to Rev. J. R. Bridges, now of Charlotte, North Carolina, 
then a college boy, for valuable details as to this battle. He writes me that the 
Seminary students " pressed into service every tub, pitcher and bucket in the 
building; and while we [College boys] were spending hours in the election, 
they were carrying water to the upper floor." The tubs lined the passage-ways 
and the buckets were placed in double rows around all the landings. Dr. George 
Ramsey, then one of the small boys in College, says he distinctly remembers 
a tremendous barrel that had been called into service and was used as a base 
of water supply. Mr. Bridges says the Seminarians " had spies out who cut 
across through the woods and reported the starting of the boys from the 
College." Mr. Morton writes, " We [Seminarians] were at our windows and 
lights were extinguished. It seemed later than ever when the societies broke 
up. The leader struck a discordant note upon an already battered pan. On they 
came, like waters over rugged rocks." 


It is not to be supposed that the College boys had not heard of the interest- 
ing reception they were to have at the hands of their enemies. They knew all 
about it, and had determined to make an assault on this affront to their time- 
honored custom. Reaching the Seminary they got upon the long uncovered 
porch then in front of the building and prepared to charge through both passage- 
wavs. Some one threw some water on the group. With a yell the boys darted 
into the building and started up the steps to the second floor. They found the 
stairs barricaded, but battered this down. While doing this " the floods 
descended." Says Mr. Bridges, " Harry Thornton, Buck Eggleston, and Rieke 
were half up the stairway when a stream of water swept them to the bottom." 
From that moment it was a battle royal. With an invincible charge and despite 
obstructions placed in their way, the boys reached the various floors, grabbed 
whatever buckets or tubs they could and drenched every one in sight. The 
darkness was thick enough to cut, every man took the form nearest him for an 
enemy, and the mix-up was amusing and disastrous. Everybody ducked every- 
body else and the affair came very near ending in a free-for-all fight. When a 
College boy emptied a bucket or tub he smashed it. Clothes were ruined, wood- 
boxes, buckets tubs, door panels, and lamps were smashed, tempers were 
lacerated, colds were contracted, the chapel walls were damaged and the hall- 
ways received such a washing as they had never before experienced. Mr. 
Morton says, " My room was near the head of the stairs and my old carpet was 
afloat. The now Rev. J. E. Triplett, then ' John Edwin,' had not taken part in 
the undignified performance and came to his door, with lamp in hand, to protest 
in a quiet but firm way against the destruction of his private property. He had 
hardly begun his speech when one of the attacking party struck the lamp a 
violent blow, leaving Triplett holding on to the base and commenting vigorously 
upon the danger of explosions. I am sure he obeyed a part of the apostolic 
injunction, for he was certainly ' angry,' and I hope he ' sinned not! ' " 

Some of the prominent actors on the College side were Harry Thornton, 
Pat Rieke, W. S. Green, John Jones, Watkins of Georgetown, D. C, J. Addison 
Smith and Bridges ; and George Ramsey and Buck Eggleston were as promi- 
nent as their diminutive size allowed. I think the last named had a spell of 
pneumonia as a result of the drenching. If Asa Dupuy wasn't there, it was a 
miracle. Some of the Seminarians engaged in the battle were I. V. Scott, J. B. 
Morton, and F. McCutchan. I do not know whether to include Dr. J. W. 
Rosebro or not. I was told that he was in it, but when I wrote him for informa- 
tion, he replied that " Rev. Frank McCutchan was the leader and can tell you 
about it." I followed the trail, but Mr. McCutchan writes, " Brother Rosebro 
does me too much honor in designating me as the leader of the famous ducking. 
Like the Doctor I was one of the ' good boys ' at the Seminary." He then 


gives mc some interesting and valuable details and adds, " I can not say who 
was the leader and promoter of the ducking, but am inclined to think it was 
Rev. J. B. Morton. I recall the Rev. J. R. Bridges as one of the College boys." 
This trail proved a good one, as the reader can judge from the quotations given. 
I must include this good one from Mr. Bridges, " McCutchan was so indignant 
that he wished to whip the crowd, but found the contract too large." 

The Seminary students were assessed to pay for injury done to the plaster- 
ing by the water, and the College boys offered to pay their part for any damage 
done the Seminary building. 

With one other incident I close. It gave me more than ordinary pleasure 
to annoy my classmate, H. C. V. Campbell, now preaching at Harper's Ferry, 
West Virginia. I was probably afraid he would injury himself by too much 
study and then, too, I resented his oft-repeated question to me, " Joe, what 
does make you such a Freshman?" One day, after I had goaded him beyond 
the point of endurance, he grabbed a bucket of water and chased me down three 
flights of steps. He wished to get up close to me so as not to waste any of 
the water on the floor. He wanted me to get the benefit of ever drop. " Brother 
Campbell," as we called him, was about six feet four inches tall and as thin 
as a rail. Just as he turned the steps on the first floor he made a desperate 
grab for me, slipped, tried to regain his balance, whirled around and sat down 
on the bucket of water! I could not refrain from stopping in my flight long 
enough to ask him with serious countenance and quiet tone why in the world it 
was necessary to come all the way from the fourth to the first floor to perform 
such a silly act ! 

J. D. Egglestox, Jr. 




To N. B. J. 

Bewitching, she, as summer days, 
Entrancing all by her sweet ways. 

Love, playing with his dainty grace, 
Lights up with flame her dimpled face 

Enraptured by her winsome voice, 
Jo_v comes, and all who hear rejoice. 

Oh, what a witching smile she gives, — 
Her eyes glance up and beauty lives. 

No flaw doth mar this maiden's mind. 
So rarely are her gifts combined. 

Of all the things that may be said, 
None can o'er-praise this gentle maid. 

A Lost Love. 

If violets grew so tall, 

That angels faring through the vast, on messages for God, 

Might kiss them as they passed ; 

If roses trailing o'er the gate of heaven, 

Their fragrance floating through the purple even 

Through spaces dim, 

Might come to him 

That toiling waits aghast, 

For that dear hour, the last, 
When life's dull, gloomy pent-house shall be riven ; 
And entrance to the halls of death be given ; 
Then might I clasp in woven dreams 
The light that all of heaven gleams ; 
The love that lives her love beside the living stream. 

A Confession. 

Sweetheart, many faults I know, 

But this I know, that, — 'spite the halts, 

And doubts and cares that long 

Have clogged my ways in days agone, — 

Since on my path the sunshine 

Of thy life has fallen, and thou 

Hast to me seemed an angel come, 

To lead me on to nobler thoughts 

And words and deeds, — to this 

One thought I 've striven to be true : 

That I should live as thou 

Wouldst have me live, and never 

Aught should do or think, the which 

I would not lay before thy feet, 

That these same deeds and thoughts 

Thy blessing might receive. 

And have I been thus true? God knows. 

For when the record open lies, 

'Tis He shall judge that 'tis 

The honest effort — not results — 

That must be weighed by His 

Unerring hand. 


Beefsteak Weather. 

When the cold winds blow, 
And the clouds hang low, 
When the prophets tell 
Of the coming snow, 
When adown one's back 
The shivers go — 
Tis then we say the (lav is raw. 
When the wind ruts in 
Like a cross-cut saw. 
Oh, then we say the day is raw. 

When tlie skies are blue 

With a dainty hue, 

And the grass is bright 

With the morning dew, 

When the perfumed rose 

The zephyrs woo — 

'Tis then we say the day is rare 

When the air is per- 

Feet everywhere, 

'Tis then we say the day is rare. 

When the mercury crawls 

To the upper halls. 

And the molten sun 

On the housetop falls ; 

When the broiling heat 

Our soul appalls — 

May we not say the day is done ? 

Though the sun has not 

His course yet run — 

May we not say the day is done ? 

A Home. 

I know a home that s fair, 

Beyond compare. 

Its sacred walls enclose, in calm repose, 

Sweet peace and joy and love. 

The heavens above 

(Jive forth no purer light — nor can the night, 

With her star-studded dome, 

Surpass this home, 

When' d Is of thoughtfulneSB, its inmates bless 

Witli radiance bright. Ah, where 

Can home so rare 

lie found — surpassing art — but in a mother's heart ? 

The Sailor's Constancy. 

The tremulous needle may swerve from its path, 

Deflected by currents that roll; 
But deep in its being a something it hath 

That turns it again to the pole. 

So, darling may waver this wild heart of mine, 

And quiver while others allure; 
But backward again where thy constant eyes shine 

It turns to its fair cynosure. 


Schweizer Sonata. 

^^ ■ ILLIE SMOOTH and I are both myopic. Not long ago we were 
111 sitting in the sample-room of Monsieur Jannoni's dry goods shop 
^M^P polishing our glasses, when who should come in at the back door 
™ ^ but Teddy Doelittle. 

" Hello, Teddy," said Willie, " you look like thirty cents. Come over here 
and have a look at some of this new stock of dimity, it might suit your refined 
taste, ain't it? Anyhow, you need some new pajamas." 

" Just a moment," answered Teddy. " What, Monsieur Jannoni, is dimity 
in French? " 

" Dimity in French, sir, is donnez-moi, sometimes contracted to gimme — 
how many, gentlemen?" 

" Three," said Teddy, " and if you have a little Schweizer, put it on the 
side." When the goods were on the table before us, Teddy went on to say, 
" Well, my friends, here 's looking at the dimity ; me socium summis adjungere 

" Audeo sapere," said I, being more philanthropic. 

" Hoch der Bock," put in Willie Smooth, quite irrelevantly, and with a verv 
bad accent. After that there was a little pause, broken by a sigh from Teddy 
which I took to mean. " What 's the French for just one more? " 

No sooner sighed than done, and behold us with a fresh batch of samples. 

" Speaking of ginrickeys," said I, " last summer there was a fat man at the 
beach who took one every day before dinner. I noticed that he always had a 
big appetite, and I told Flammers about it. You know Flammers has a weak- 
stomach, but Flammers said he thought he would try one, too. So he went to the 


man who has these things for sale and asked for a ginrickey. The man put 
some ice in a glass, squeezed a lime into it, and shoved out a big bottle of 
watery looking stuff. Well, Flammers poured the glass about full at which 
the man said, ' Golly, you must be copper-lined.' Flammers didn't want to 
look soft, and saying that his was only galvanized, he turned on the siphon and 
gulped the whole thing down. Then he went in to dinner, feeling pretty spry. 
They took some time to serve him and when the soup came on, Flammers 
divided it into two portions — one he smeared over all the table-cloth in his 
reach, and the other he drippled over his shirt front. That wasn't nice and 
some girls near by began to turn red. During the fish, Flammers somehow 
couldn't manage the bones. First, he told the waiter he couldn't eat fish with 
bones ; never could eat fish with bones ; said he wanted some boneless fish, some 
potted fish, any old fish without any double-breasted, high-geared rib attachment. 
The waiter said they couldn't make fish to order, and that made Flammers mad. 
He began to pull the bones out with his fingers, and as fast he pulled out 
the bones he would stick them in the olives, until he got a whole lay-out of 
little four-legged olive beasts around his plate. These amused him very much. 
He chucked them around and was awfully tickled when they couldn't stand 
on their legs. If one fell to the floor, Flammers would pick him up, and he found 
that hard to do, stick on his legs again and tell him he was boozy and ought 
to be ashamed of himself. Getting tired of this pretty soon, my friend said he 
didn't feel like any more dinner, made a sweeping bow to the table and began 
to steer for the door. The floor was slick and Flammers made a mess of it. He 
slipped about, knocked over a chair or two, and just as he was about to get 
clear of the room lurched against a table, balanced himself a minute, peered 
into a man's plate, and then tacked off again. The man might have made 
trouble, but he wasn't that sort, and when I came in a little after, he told me 
I had better look after my friend. 

" I found it easy work tracing Flammers by the commotion he left behind 
him. He had gone along the piazza with the crazy notion that he must touch 
every chair in sight. If anybody was in the chair Flammers would apologize 
as stiffly as he could, reach for the chair and stumble on. He went down to the 
bathhouse, and was very much put out that the man wouldn't give him a bathing 
suit. He said he was going to take a bath if he had to drown for it ; that a 
doctor had advised him to bathe by moonlight. When I came up with him, 
however, he was lying on his back gazing at the moon, his hands under his 
head, and his feet kicking away in the water as if he wanted to splash the ocean 
dry. There was no surf and that was lucky. I led him away to his room and 
put him to bed. The last thing I heard him say was, ' Hang my shoes on a 
hickory limb and don't go near the water.' " 


" Flammers was a fool," said Willie Smooth, " but that doesn't prove any- 
thing about ginrickeys, and I don't think it would be a bad idea " 

" Not at all," said I. 

" As I was saying when you began that story about Flammers." drawled 
Teddy in his ponderous way. " I have a friend who was in the Spanish war at 
Jacksonville. My friend tells me that the younger officers of his regiment built 
themselves a sort of bungalow which they made their headquarters. Xot caring 
much for the water in those parts, they got a barrel of XXX and put it in one 
corner of the billiard-room. Ice was plentiful, and when every man could make 
his own high-balls, the embalmed beef didn't cut much figure. One day the 
colonel came around, and seeing the barrel, wanted to know what it was for. 
They told him it was an improved filter. The colonel said that was a good idea 
and thought he would take a drink. They couldn't get out of it and told him to 
help himself. He didn't have to. As soon as he got near the barrel he caught 
on. Hut he sampled the filter all the same. After which he turned to the 
crowd and said, ' Boys, no wonder they call you immunes. This is too miracu- 
lous — Jacksonville water passing to this kind of thing simply by filtration. A 
sideboard doesn't matter, but a hogshead — it '11 have to go.' The campaign was 
about over, so it wasn't so very serious, but my friend told me his last state 
in Jacksonville was worse than the first." 

" Wish I had been there towards the first," babbled Willie Smooth — " Hoch 
der President ! " 

Ks lebe die Facultat," said I 

" Same thing, you bloke, give us something else." 

" Well, conspuez chapel, then." 

" Good, touch here." 
Don't think much of this cheese, do you?" 

" < )h. it '11 do. It 's made of peanuts, anyhow, so they tell me," remarked 
Willie, source of all wisdom. " By the way. wouldn't old Plugger like some of 
this cheese. You know what that man does? Why, in the winter time, to save 
fuel he buys him a big hunk of cheese, and when he feels chilly instead of 
making a fire he eats a little cheese. I don't blame a man for wanting to save 
money, but they tell me a man named Professor Atwater has got a much better 
idea than that. Why don't old Plugger do something like that? Gee, I should 
like to see him try! It would be great, wouldn't it? Think you '11 make chapel 
to-morrow? " 

" Hear Alice on that score," observed Teddy. 

'• We don't have to go to chiipel ; 

We have prayer-books all to home. 
Do you notice on your lapel 
There 's a little fleck of foam? " 


" Es gingen drei Burschen wohl iiber den Rhein — was machen Sie da, Herr 
\\ irth ? — noch eins, Herr Wirth, noch eins ! " 

" This cheese is no lobster." said I. " von remember the song — 8. 8. 8. 7. 8. 
L. M. 

Sing we our litany, 
Praise we the cheese, 
Cboicy O cheesy 
Casiferous cheese. 

Now, all together — 

" There s a hlist'ring southern breeze, 

Makes you sweat ; 
There 's a howling northern breeze, 

You may bet. 
That will make you quite to freeze, 

Don't forget, 
Lest you chew a little cheese, 
Lest you chew a little cheese. 

Dry or wet, 
'Tis much better than to sneeze 

To have eat 
Just a little chaw of cheese, 
Just a little chaw of cheese. 

Don't you fret, 
It will put you at your ease, 
Just a little chaw of cheese, 

Little chaw of cheese, 
Of cheese." 



Hampden-Sidney, Va., 

March 15th, 1901. 

Dear Father: Your last letter received some time since, and I would 

My Dear Brother: Your letter received to-day, and as I am not study- 
have answered sooner had not my studies interfered, for it seems I have lately 
in«- much these days, I will make an early reply, I think I have hardly opened 
been working especially hard, 
a book for a month, and, consequently, father complains of my last report. Bur 

I am certainly very much obliged for the check, and will try to make this 
I wrote him that you can't always depend on reports — and you can't, really, 
last me for a while — two or three weeks, at least. 
Father always sends more money than what I ask for, and, consequently, I have 

Of course, you must know I am as economical as possible: I often go so 
five or six dollars extra every time, 
far as to "bum" cigarettes from other fellows — I meant to say borrow them — or. 

It matters not what else I may not have, 1 always keep plenty of cigarettes, 
rather, I didn't mean cigarettes at all, for you know I don't smoke, don't you? 
and I make it a rule never to " bum " any from any other boy. 

The next time you send any money, please include enough to have two 

The Easter exams, are near and although everybody else seems to be work- 
pairs of shoes half-soled. You see I am trying to be economical. My last report, 
ing for them, I have felt just as if work would not agree with me now, and so 
I know, wasn't so good as some, but yet, you know, you can't always tell much 
I haven't opened a book, 
by a report ; and I certainly hope you won't be misled by any report as to my 

Father has intimated that I might write home oftener. but I think to write 
home twice a month to remind him of the check is sufficient, don't you? 

I am studying very hard now for the Easter examinations, and of course 

I know, of course, that I ought to do my best, but then there are so many 
can't write home as often as usual. But you must know I often think of all 
other things a fellow can do than study that I — well, I simply do not do my best, 
of you and would like so much to see you. 

I haven't looked into a math, book for so long that I doubt that I could find it 
if 1 looked for it. 


By the way, please don't forget to send me another check soon. Of course 

There are some professors that I like very well, but there are some who 
you know and appreciate I am doing my best while here at College. I am trying 
haven't a very good opinion of me, and so for that reason I haven't a special 
not to miss chapel so much this month, but you know it comes so early — nine 
liking for them, 
o'clock — and I think I ought to be congratulated for being there as often as I 

The president lectured me the other morning about " cutting " chapel so 
am. I think I had better study my math, a little more, so must close for this 
often, and of course I promised, as usual, to do better. Iiut considering the 
time. You can't imagine how fond I am of the professors, and I think they are 
question now, I think I must have been greatly excited when I told him that, for 
all fond of me. By the way, how is everybody at home? 
chapel " cutting " is one of the greatest pleasures I enjoy. Hoping for an early 

Your affectionate son, 

Your brother. 



2d Chronicles 1. 

~A I N D the clamorous tribe of Nineteen Hundred did evil in the sight of the 
Aim I ing, and they provoked him to wrath by their sins that they com- 
m I mitted above all that the tribes before them had done. 

Now it came to pass, when the clamorous tribe of Nineteen Hundred 
had gone out, with great noise and much rejoicing, from the borders of the good 
king, and had been scattered throughout the length and breadth of the land, that 
the tribe of Nineteen Hundred and One took the chief lead among all the tribes, 
and it was thenceforward called tribe of Seniorites. But there be some among 
them still which be fashioned after the manner of a Freshite. 

As was the custom of the tribes of Seniorites before them, so spake they 
many and mighty words of wisdom which the other tribes needs must heed, 
else would their days in the land be numbered. 

Now when the time had come for the tribe of Freshites to descend into the 
land, behold all the old tribes gat themselves together for to consider how that 
they should persecute the Freshites. And so when the haughty tribe of Freshites 
was within the borders, the older tribes began with one accord to persecute 
them with great persecutions, insomuch that the Freshites waxed sore afraid — 
a thing that was good to behold. 


Now it so happened that there was among this tribe a youth of a froward 
mouth and a haughty spirit, whose manner was sorely displeasing unto the 
older tribes. And it were better for him that a mill-stone had been hung about 
his neck and that he had been cast into the sea, than that he should have come 
into this land with a speech that was as a tinkling cymbal and sounding brass. 
The Freshites were rewarded, each man, according to his deserts; and behold, 
this man received forty stripes save one. 

Xow it came to pass on the third day after the entering in of the Freshites, 
that the good king summoned all the tribes together to a place called the 
Memorial Hall, where he was wont to speak unto the people of their evil ways. 
And when they had assembled themselves together, the king commanded that 
there be silence ; and there was silence. Then opened the king his mouth and 
spake unto them in words of thunder so that the Freshites did cpiake with fear, 
and the Seniorites, even the Seniorites, did gather their skirts about them and 
did wonder what evil spirit possessed the king. And these be the words of the 
king : 

" O ye Greeks and Barbarians, ye smooth-tongued and hypocrites, give ear 
to my words. In the night, even last night, 1 dreamed a dream, and behold! 
while I dreamed I heard hideous shouts of the Sophites, and of the Juniorites, and 
of the Seniorites, and I dreamed that above all these I could hear the wail of woe 
from the most excellent youths, the Freshites. And immediately my heart went 
out for those sorely persecuted youths, forasmuch as I knew they are in a strange 
land, and among a people whose ways are not all ways of righteousness. And 
I gat me up early and prevented the morning with my lamentation for the 
Freshites. And when the day was come, I summoned unto me my chief coun- 
sellor and treasurer, James by name, an upright man and a stooped one. But 
behold ! James, even James, could not discern the meaning of my dream, and 
so I am come unto you. ( ) ye of little worth, to ask you the meaning of this my 
most mysterious dream." 

Then rose up in the assembly one of the chief men of the tribe of Seniorites, 
and spake unto the king, saying, " ( ) most worthy king, thy dream was no 
dream, for verily, verily I say unto you that at night, even last night, the wicked 
men among the Sophites and Juniorites and Seniorites, did persecute the tribe 
of Freshites with great persecutions ; and this it is that thou didst hear, and verily 
it was no dream." 

And when he was finished speaking, the king was very wroth, and he strode 
out of the house with great strides, insomuch that all the tribes were sore afraid 
for that they knew the king, what manner of man he was. 

And there went a proclamation throughout the land in the name of the king. 
about the going down of the sun, saying, " Every one to his room at night and 
every man to his own work. Let every man cease from persecuting our new 


friends, the Freshites, for they bring much rich silver into this our land." But the 
people made their hearts as stone, and would not so much as hear the proclama- 
tion ; neither did they cease from persecuting the haughty Freshites. insomuch 
that the good king was exceedingly vexed. 

Now, it came to pass that when the king ceased to vex about the persecu- 
tions of the Freshites, so also did the wicked people depart from their evil ways. 

Xow the king built unto himself and unto all his people a house of worship, 
which he called the Memorial Hall, and which be a mighty house and strong. 

And the learned doctors of the land were wont to assemble themselves 
together there for to teach the people all things both seen and unseen — mostly 

And this house, is it not the one that standeth to this day? Xow these be 
the dimensions of the same : Thirty-three cubits the length thereof, and twenty- 
two cubits the breadth thereof, and twenty-five cubits the height thereof. And 
he built the house of bricks of gold, even of ten thousand, and threescore and 
six bricks of gold built he the house. And the house he ceiled with fir tree, which 
he overlaid with fine gold. And he garnished the house with precious stones for 
beauty : and the gold was gold of Parvaim. The entry of the house was of gold, 
and also of gold were the doors. 

Xow it came to pass that in the ninth year and in the second month of the 
ninth year, that some of the wicked peoples among the Freshites and the Sophites 
and the Juniorites, did set up a golden calf in the house, even in the Memorial 
Hall ; so that when the king would enter in on the following morning, he was 
astonished with great astonishment when that he saw the calf, forasmuch as 
he knew it was his, even the king's yellow calf. And when all the people did 
assemble unto the chapel, they all laughed with great laughter for that the 
king's calf had been stolen by night and set up in the chapel. 

And it came to pass not many years afterwards, that the wicked peoples of 
the land wrote many strange inscriptions upon the entry and upon the outer 
walls of the house, for there were many wicked people then sojourning in the 

Xow there dwelt close by. at a place called Farmville, which had the appear- 
ance of having been created even before the mountains, a tribe of Farmvillites 
whose hearts were turned against these mighty tribes of the king. And the 
king did hate this wicked city of Farmville with his whole heart, insomuch thai 
he did make a proclamation unto the tribes, saying that whosoever should journey 
to this wicked city of Farmville. without first making supplication to the king, 
should be straightway summoned before the king and his counsellors and be 
summarily dealt with. 

And the king spake unto the people, saying. " Woe unto thee, thou wicked 
city of Farmville, for had the good works which have been done in thee, been 

1 66 

done in Hampden-Sidney it would have repented long ago. It will be better 
for Worsham and Pamplin in the day of judgment than for thee." 

Xow there dwelt in Farmville many queens of the tribe of Normalites ; and 
to these queens did many of the king's people pay visits, for they were fair to 
behold and. moreover, very cunning and enticing withal. And so it happened 
that every Solomon among the four tribes had his Queen of Sheba among the 

All the other deeds of the tribes of the land and of the good king, are they 
not recorded in the book of the Chronicles of the King's? 


Junior Latin Lecture. 

In the beautiful city of L — , 

There many mansions be 
And streets of gold, wrought wondrous well, 

And scenes of jollity. 

In that dazzling city then' 
Are men of great repute. 

Whose genius, learning, wisdom rare, 
None may dare dispute. 

And schools of science there you '11 find. 

And teachers old and stale, 
Whose only pleasure is to grind 

Young students out for Yale. 

And maidens beauteous, rich and fair. 
With papas very swell, 

And manias cross, you 11 find out there 
In the golden city of L — . 

And fields of grass of heavenly blue, 
And waters clear and deep. 

Majestic forests, there are too, 

Where sportsmen love to seek 

The frightened doe, the maddened stag. 

No prouder state, know well, 
Contains, with ever floating flag, 

A prouder town than L — ! 

Rich fields of wave-like grain, 
Alas ! a crime, I think, 

Are raised to turn the brains of men 
By the reeling, cursed drink. 

Oh, Bacchus, what a curse thou art ! 

What evil thou dost SOW 
Abroad this earth, to play thy pari 

In the tragedy of woe ! 

Alack ! alack ! for yon fair L- 
The truth is sadly told, 

On every corner is a hell, 

Alike for young and old. 

I left that place to seek a home 
'Mid nature's beauties rare; 
N'eath perfumed bowers, now I roam, 
And breathe the fresh, sweet air. 

Oh, youth, youth of the Junior Class, 
Of Latin think no more. 

Let German forms escape your grasp- 
To me they are a bore ! 

Let each and every one of you 

O'er Nature's text-hook pore ; 

lie manly men, upright and pure. 
And o'er Latin work no more. 
( The befl rings. ) 

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Commencement Season 
of X90X. 

Sunday Morning, June 9th. 
Baccalaureate Sermon — Rev. H. L. Telford, 
Lewisburg, W. Va. 

Sunday Evening. 

Address before the Young Men's Christian 
Association — Rev. It. L. Tklford, Lewisburg, 
\V. Ya. 

Monday Evening. 

Union Society Celebration — Mr. Alexander 
Martin, Presiding Officer. 

Medals presented to Messrs P. Y. Johnson, 
01 ; R. H. Burroughs, 02; C. 1>. McCoy. '03 ; 
\V. M. Thornton. '04. 

Orations delivered by Messrs. \V. A. McAllis- 
ter, 01; Hardy Cross, 02; H M McAllis- 
ter. '02. 

Marshals — Messrs. K. S. Preston and L I>. 

Tuesday Morning, June 1 1th. 

Address before the Literary Societies 1. Gray McAllister, Covington, Va. 

Address Before the Society of Alumni Col. B. T. Hi-bard, Buckingham County, Va. 

Tuesday Evenii g 
Philanthropic Society Celebration — Mr. L. L. Davis. Presiding Officer. 

Medals Presented to Messrs. S. E. Osbourne, '01 ; 1". B. Hill, 02; J E. 15. Holladay, '03 ; 
W. P Cutis, 04. 

OrationB delivered by Messrs. II. M. Roberts, 01; R. S. Graham, 02; P. B. Hill, '02. 
Marshals — Messrs. ('. F. Fitzgerald ami W. T. Williams. 

Wednesday Morning June 12th. 

Addresses by Members of Graduating Class. 

Honors and Distinctions read by the President. 

Degrees delivered t<> Graduating Class. 

Wednesday Evening. 
Senior Class Night. 



TWAS walking down Via Sacra the other day. — a three-for-five cigar in my 
mouth, and a borrowed cane in my hand — and had just arrived in front 
of the mansion occupied by our most distinguished poet and prophesier 
of the utterly impossible and vain — when I was roughly seized by the 
coat collar and dragged into the neighboring Park. Upon recovering my cigar, 
cane and consciousness, I glanced timidly at my captor and found him to be no 
other than our beloved curator — that man " totus, teres, atque rotundas! " I 
attempted to get up, when he struck me such a blow that I went whizzing 
through the air, describing what is known in Sub-Fresh. Math, as a parabola 
at a speed equal to, well s = ^ gt " (you may work it out, kind reader). The 
ground struck me very forcibly on my — back, and I really imagined that 1 was 
cut out for an astronomer. 

" Mon Dieu ! " I cried, remembering the language of dear Monsieur de la 
Petti Broke, " what is going to become of me? " 

" Nothing at all," came the well known, clear cut, and concise voice of our 
curator, " nothing at all," he repeated, his tone gradually progressing, arith- 
metically, to a higher key, " if you will answer me a few questions. Now, my 
dear sir, I want you to be exact, say no more and no less, than is absolutely 
necessary. Will you do it?" 

" Y — y — yes, sir," I replied, quailing under the triangular gleam of his 
penetrating eye. 

" Well, my clear sir," he said, " my first question is this — who is the most 
popular professor in the Faculty?" 

Fathers above ! what an embarrassing question ! Tell him the truth? I dared 
not, for then my name would have been Dennis, Esq., upon final exams. Tell 
him a falsehood? I hated to do it, but it suddenly flashed across my mind how 
many, many times I had " hollerd sick," and I immediately answered, " You. 
sir! " 


His next question was, " What is the favorite study?' " My first thought was 
to equivocate, my second was that I would really and honestly be hanged if 1 
would ; so bracing myself against a tree, I boldly replied, " Bible, sir." Instead of 
a storm, he smiled complacently and patted the ground gently with his right 
foot. These contortions completed, he asked: 

"What is the greatest need at Hampden-Sidney? " 

Scarcely had the words escaped his lips before I cried out, '"Money! 
Money ! ! Money ! ! ! " and the woods and fields, mournfully echoed back — Money, 
Money. From the expression of his face, I knew that he heartily agreed with 
me. He paused a moment, and then said: 

" Well, my dear sir, who is the favorite author? " 

I winked my right eye. as I answered, promptly, " Charlotte M. Braeme." 

He looked away, as if troubled, and I held my breath in awful suspense, 
then came, like a shot out of a cannon : 

" Who is the hardest student? " 

Here was a chance for me ! and I was within an ace of answering in the 
first person, when I thought of one, who I knew far excelled me in the art 
of studying, so I meekly replied, " Campbell, sir." 

Next came, " Who is the laziest man in the College?" 

This was a stumper, because, dear reader, I have never, in all my life, been 
associated with a more energetic set of men, than these at Hampden-Sidney. 
It wouldn't do for me to " bust," in fact it was absolutely necessary for me to 
" bat," so, after racking my brain for a moment, I answered, scarce above a 
whisper. " Magee ! " A look of compassion came into the curator's eyes, and he 
sighed softly. 

'" Xow my dear sir," he said, " I must ask you — who is the dude of the 
College? " 

Instantly two men came before my eyes — Sti>kes and Henry. It was a hard 
question to decide, but I remembered that Stokes wore his hat a little nearer 
to his left ear than did Henry, and so giving him the honor, replied, " Stokes, 

Then said he, " Who is the most popular student? " 

Determined to get in the push some way or other, I answered at once 
" I am." (Kind reader would you like to know who the " I " is?) 

The curator looked pleased, and smiled one of those spherical smiles, and 
when that had subsided, questioned, "Who, sir. is the best looking student.'" 
and without delay I answered, " Henry." 

Then came a host of questions and answers in quick succession. They were 
as follows : 

" Who is the best all-round athlete? " " Hooper, sir." 

" Who is the best actor? " " Roberts, sir." 


" Who is the greatest calico man? " " Epes, L. S.. sir." 

" Who is the best dancer? " " Kemper, sir." 

" Who is the most awkward man? " " Carter, sir." 

" Who is the biggest eater? " " Payne, sir." 

"Who is the most boisterous man?" " MacCorkle, sir." 

" Who is the leanest man? " " Robeson, sir." 

" Who is the greatest class-cutter? " P. Y. Johnson, sir." 

(Dear reader, the curator's expression was awful !) 

" Who is the freshest man? " " C. L. Jones, sir." 

" Who is the funniest man? " " Cutts, sir." 

(The joker and the joke.) 

"Who is Farmville's most constant visitor?" " Osbourne, sir." 

" Who is the best reciter? " " Haven't any. sir." 

" Who is the Faculty's pet? " " Webb, sir." 

"Who is the best theologian?" " Brown, F. A., sir." 

(" God bless him," fervently said the curator.) 

" Who is the greatest poet? " " Have none, sir." 

Then to my horror, he asked "What is the favorite drink?" Before I 
knew what I was doing, I answered " I. W. Harper." Immediately I felt the toe 
of his boot, and knew that I was again describing a parabola. When I at last 
came back to dear mother earth, the dear curator had vanished ! Stunned 
and wonderstruck I tottered back to College, sat down to my table and wrote 
the following facts which I publish for your benefit, dear reader. When you 
have finished reading all this stuff, put me down as a consummate fool. 

Of the students of Hampden-Sidney College — 

Seventy per cent, smoke. 

Ninety per cent, are members of the church. 

Thirty per cent, attend church. 

Forty per cent, attend chapel regularly. 

Fighty-five per cent, attend chapel during exams. 

Seventy per cent, play cards. 

Ten per cent, play dominoes. 

Twenty per cent, play checkers. 

And now, kind reader, my task is done. 


To Lesbia. 

Yes 't is all beautiful, as thou sayest, dear, 

The heavenly canopy so blue and clear, 

The changing sea, treacherous, though now serene, 
And Nature's bright aspect from sable Night 
Set free by Pho'bus in his glittering flight. 

Smiling a glad good-morning. Thou, my queen, 

Dost love these scenes, but I in loving thee 

Love them and much more, too. For, love, thine ej'es 
Are not less blue and clear than Grecian skies, 

And ah ! I 've found them treacherous as the sea. 

And smiling, thou art like a summer's morn ; 

Thou gladdenest all that see thee. Hearts forlorn 

Believing all things false, again grow bright, 

And when thou 'rt near, I wish no other light. 



It was almost the death-hour of the year, 

When 'lone a young man sat absorbed in thought, 
In thoughts of the expiring year so fraught 
With follies, aye, with crimes — a record drear. 
A knock upon the door, — " Come in," he cried. 
There entered the Old Year, a feeble man 
Who seemed weighted down by many years. Began 
The youth : " Cast not on me accusing eyes. I 've tried 
But to be happy. If I 've sinned, there 's more 
Time still in which to turn from Folly's path, 
Ward off my sins' results, escape God's wrath. 
Look there ! E'en now the New Year opes my door — " 
He stopped, as suddenly he felt an icy breath, 
Cried in despairing tones, " My God ! 'T is Death ! " 

The Day Dream. 

There 's u beautiful bird with glistening wing.-. 

And its song is a song eternal ; 
And softly and sweetly this song it sings, 
In a golden eage it sits and singe 

In an ecstaey supernal. 

And the melody of this song divine, 

Through the cage's bars floats airily ; 
And the bars respond a strain sublime, 
Like JEolian harp or cathedral chime, 
And the bird sings on merrily. 

The cage is the heart, and love is the bird 

That sings so sweet and soothingly 
The sweetest story ever heard, 
The love-song of the sweet-voiced bird. 
In ripples low and wooingly. 

The vision has gone, and I am alone, 

Spectres dim and gaunt rove recklessly. 

The song has ceased, the bird has flown, 

The cage is empty, joy has gone, 

And a broken heart sobs hopelessly. 

A girlish laugh that rang through " lang syne 

In cadences sweet and enchanting, 
And a song she sang, that many a time 
Thrilled every chord in this heart of 7iiine, 
Now bitterness there is implanting. 

E'en yet, while I dreamed, that beautiful smile, 
And that song made my heart beat quicker ; 

But they now, down memory's gloomy aisle, 

Strike cobwebbed chords that moan the while, 

Sob out a wizard wail and wild, 

And sorrow's night gathers thicker. 


" All our knowledge is, ourselves to know." 


' All Gaul seems at last to be united ! " — Allen. 
' How pleased is every paltry elf 

To prate about that thing, himself." — Boykin. 
' The child is father of the man." — Easley. 
' The rest to some faint meaning make pretense, 

But H. P. never deviates into sense." 
' Take thy grinning countenance hence, 't is too much like a skull." — Christian. 
' A lazy, lolling sort, unseen at church." — Parsons. 
' But Payne is perfect misery, the worst of evils, and excessive overtures — all 

' My only books, were woman's looks. 

And folly, all they taught me." — Spooner. 
' He bears his blushing honors thick upon him." — Kemper. 
' Here 's a fellow frights English out of his wits." — Holladav. 
' God made him, therefore let him pass for a man." — West. 
' Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defense, 

And fills up all the mighty void of sense." — M. S. Martin. 
' Alas for the rarity of Christian charity 

Under the Sun ! " — Y. M. C. A. 
' Time himself is bald, and therefore to the world's end, will have bald followers." 

— A member of the Faculty. 
' What is happening on yonder little earth?" — H. M. McAllister to Allen. 
' Lest men suspect your tale untrue, 

Keep probability in view." — Reid. 
' May never lady press his lips, his proffered love returning, 

Who makes a furnace of his mouth, and keeps his chimney burning." 

— R. C. Stokes. 
' Is it a corpse — or Harwell? " 
' Not marble, in the gilded monuments of princes, 

Shall outlive this powerful rhyme." — Williams. 

' And a prophet came forth from the land of broomsage." — M.ynn. 

' From the bowels of the earth, there came a voice." — A. H. Clark. 

'What? Where? When? How? Your proof ? "— C. D. McCoy. 

' Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, 

Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw." — Pritchett. 


' I am ' lord ' of all I survey." — Cohn. 

' Would to God, he 'd never created a Kaleidoscope! " — Cochran. 

' He slept little, but that short sleep was deep." — Magee. 

' A wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly ignorant." — G. F. Bell. 

' A month of its year resembled an hour of its day." — The Hill. 

' Long live Zero, who leaves me (not) at peace." — Junior Math Class. 

' We are at the summit, so let us have the supreme philosophy." 

— Senior Moral Philosophy Class. 
' He fears nothing, not even night." — Parsons (" Cutey "). 
' The}' tremble, but let him alone." — Baggs. 
' Far in a wild, unknown to public view." — Hampden-Sidney. 
' Then shalt thou see that Marcus is not slow to follow glory, and confess his 

father." — Marcus Blakey, Jr. 
' Then why such haste? " — English. 
' He was the mildest mannered man." — Pasco. 

' O Youth, Youth, Youth ! Forgive me, you 're so young." — Lawson. 
' 'Ave you 'eard o' the widow at Windsor 

With a hairy gold crown on 'er 'ead? " — Kid McCoy. 
' And Laughter holding both his sides." — W. M. Thornton. 
' Content thyself to be obscurely good." — Akers. 
' Some to conceit alone their taste confine." — H. M. McAllister. 
' A little curly-headed, good for-nothing, 

And mischief-making monkey from his birth." — Fitzgerald. 
' Painting is welcome." — Burroughs and S. A. McCoy. 
' And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew 

That one small head could carry all he knew." — John Martin. 
' Who pants for glory, finds but short repose, 

A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows." — Gilliam. 
' What imposition is this upon His likeness? " — Bowden. 
' His diet must be pickles." — Robeson. 
' Whence come those rusty moss-backs 

Who need strong brooms to brush 'em? 

Oh, they 're no gaudy tacks — 

They 're polished men from Worsham ! " — Ode to Worshamites 


Our Task is Done. 

The task is done ! 

The genial sun 
From his golden chariot in the west 
Looks down, and smiles, Bays — take your rest 

() weary one ! 

oh, do not think, 

That pen and ink 
Can altogether tell the life 
So full of joy, so free from strife, 

Of college men. 

Yet, 'tis our prayer, 

That maidens fair, 
And all to whom these presents fall, 
May read with care and patience, all 

These pages thro'. 

Nor poet's quill, 

Nor painter's skill, 
Can yet the picture Full portray, 
Which beauteous lands, where zephyrs play, 

Can not excel. 

We 've doi ur best : 

We leave the rest 
For readers 'tween the lines to tind- 
( ) gentle ones with hearts so kind, 

O'erlook our faults ! 

With fears and sighs 

We turn our eyes, 
And thro' the foolish page- look. 
Then say, we must, a hook 's a hook 

'Tho nothing 's in it ! 

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Greeting 6 

Editorial Staff 7 f'faj *'W€ \\ \f* t= 

Calendar 9 V >f/ \ >%.W 

T ™ tees I" |SA £«* 

Faculty 11 \&4 

Society of Alumni 1- b'VLi 

A Request (poem) 14 t j£\J. 

Lewis Littiepage Holladay, A. M., LL. D 16 00>. ^5 

Judge William Daniel, Jr 22 ^C>> ^*Se 

Charles Scott V enable 28 

William Wirt Henry 41 6?€^a3=i£*- , 

Reunion (poem) 40 rOM^^ 

Student Life at Hampden-Sidney yj^fifsQ Jfci 

One Southern Girl (poem) ip (-^/jSiSp^^ ^S355^ 

Senior Class ">7 ^J*i&& ! ^~^i^^iS0$\t. v 

Quondam Members 04 W-^fT ^^^- o\¥^^^<iC- 

Senior Class History m&^J^W ^11%^ 

Junior Class . . ' 06 ^^Pfm. WW^C 

Junior Class History TO '^W o£^|Lot|^^' 

Sophomore Class 71 K^V^^S^^TT^^^A W^W^^ W 

Sophomore Class History 73 ^ - ' Y^M^^<3 f fm-<MW^ 

Freshman Class 74 ^f^ti^f^^uf^J^^^^ 

Freshman Class History 76 ^%^JW^ i ^ 

Fratkrnities : 

Beta Theta Pi 78 

Chi Phi 80 

Phi Gamma Delta 82 

Sigma Chi 84 

Upsilon of Kappa Sigma 86 

Pi Kappa Alpha 88 

Kappa Alpha 90 

A Valentine (poem) 92 

Clubs : 

Sigma 94 

V 95 

Theta Nu Epsilon 96 

R. H. O. C. T 97 

Tabh'S Tavern 98 

Venalile's Inn 99 

Reynold's Ranch 100 

Carrington Club 101 

Lacy House 102 

Calico Club 108 

Camera Club 104 

HockyClub 105 

Clubs : 

Cotillion Clul 106 

The Smokers 107 

Gunners' Chili 108 

Golf Club 109 

Hiding Club 110 

Tidewater Club Ill 

Huge Academy 1 1 Li 

First Passage Club 113 

Fourth Passage Club 114 

Garnet and Gray 11". 

Dramatic Club 116 

Glee, Mandolin, and Guitar Club 118 

Who (poem) 120 

Athletics 221 

College Football Team 122 

College Baseball Team 124 

Gymnasium Team \2i) 

College Track Team 128 

Class Football Team 130 

Class Baseball Team 132 

Tennis Clul. 134 

Bicycle Clul. 135 

A Skating Song (poem) 136 

Editorial 138 

Magazine Staff 140 

Union Literary Society ]4'2 

Philanthropic Literary .Society 144 

Young Men's Christian Association 14(1 

Our Artists 147 

Doris: A Song (poem) 14S 

Ducking at College 14!) 

A Confession (poem) 156 

To B. M. J. (Poem .... ■ ■ 156 

A Lost Love (poem) 156 

Beefsteak Weather (poem) 1".7 

The Sailor's Constancy (poem) 157 

A Home (poem) 157 

Schweizer Sonata 158 

Letters to Father and Brother 162 

2d Chronicles 1 164 

Junior Latin Lecture (poem) 168 

Commencement Season li.9 

Statistics 170 

To-morrow (Poem) 173 

To Lesl.ia (Poem) 17:1 

The Day Dream (] in ) 174 

Grinds 17". 

Our Task is Done (poem) 176 





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