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Copyright. 1912, by Harper tk Brothers Courtesy of Harper's Magazine 
Drawn by W. J. Aylward 

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^ I ^ '•J' ORTY- FIVE years ago I reported at the Naval 

^i /O^ Academy, took the entrance examination, ai i failed 

} ; ^^-^ so completely that the Superintendent wrote my 

> :i| Congressman advising him to appoint a more promising 
:^ j candidate. 

1 However, I was reappointed and the next year I just 

j i scraped in. I failed at the first semi-annual exams, but later 

> j was allowed re-exams in certain subjects, one being algebra 
'i ;j I never could do sums. I inhabited the wooden sections for 
jij about two years, but gradually pulled up and was finally 
j j graduated in the middle of the class. There is a reason 

j :' Before going to the Academy, I had never been away from a 

'_i : brother who was a sort of a "math fiend." I allowed him to 

:J ill do all my sums for me, so left my head behind when I went 

i jj away from home. I have never quite recovered from the 

'i'j handicap of that fundamental mistake. The lesson is: avoid 

:] j thehabit of relying upon others. Work out your own salvation 

:i [! The above may serve to encourage any boy of average 

■^ij ability who is inclined to be discouraged. He can get through 

U the Academy if he has the necessary sand. It is also true that 

a such a boy may become a reasonably good Naval officer, 

[j|] provided he understands that his success will depend upon 

jj I what he learns after he enters the service. His usefulness 

:l will depend upon how successfully he learns to handle men, 

[i hov^ thoroughly and conscientiously he performs his assigned 

i duties, how loyally he supports those in authority, and how 

4 ' completely he devotes himself to acquiring a knowledge of 

< the art of warfare, and to training his mind in the application 

^i of its principles. 

:\ ? Read the standard works on this subject. Get a clear 

j I understanding of the true meaning of military character, and 

i the vital bearing of loyalty upon efficiency. A position in 

' J the Navy is not an occupation; it is a trust. Your obliga- 

jl! tion is to prepare yourself for responsible duties upon the 

^ I successful discharge of which may some day depend the 

J I welfare of our country. A lifetime is not too long for this 

, I preparation. It can be acquired only by systematic and 

;< |; continuous study. If deferred until you reach a position 

i^ i of responsible command it will be too late. You can best 

i I promote the efficiency of the Navy, at least during the 

j I earlier part of your career, by applying your energies to your 

•j I own self-development — by becoming an efficient, conscien- 
tious and loyal officer. 






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Qontents 




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1 Yard Views 


. . . 16 


Departments 


. . . 33 


Biographies; '21A 


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1 Indoor Sports 


. . . 203 


Our Distinguished Visitors 


, . . 219 


1 Athletics; 1919-20 


. . . 225 


1 Youngster Cruise 


. . . 257 


First Class Cruise; '21A 


. . . 261 


Class History 


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June Week 


• • • 273 


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Army-Navy Games 


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Olympic Games 


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Biographies; '21B 


. . . 337 


Indoor Sports . . 


... 468 


Second Class Cruise; '21B 


. . . 491 


First Class Cruise; '21B 


. . . 497 


Athletics; 1920-21 


. . . 513 


Classes 


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Forezvord 



IN the publication of this book we have encountered several 
obstacles. Our class was split, and due to the fact that 
the savvier half of us sailed away in June 1920, just as the 
work was begun, an entirely new staff had to be ushered in. The 
second staff, being of the wooden half, and having an unusually 
tough Academic schedule to cope with, has been hard pressed 
for time for both professional work and Lucky Bag work. 

Prices have soared above our heads several times, but thanks 
to our advertisers, and liberal subscriptions from the Regiment 
of Midshipmen, we hope to come clear. 

At the same time we have been blessed with good printers, 
good engravers, the best artists in the country, and the Naval 
Academy authorities fighting on our side. 

Through it all we have made an earnest endeavor to produce 
a book which will be in keeping with the Greater Naval Academy 
and the Naval Service. 




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INDEX TO BIOGRAPHIES 
'21-A 



Name Page 

Abercrombie, L. A H6 

Alexander, W. v., Jr 85 

Allison, W. C 166 

Anderson, B 134 

Arkush, A. S 114 

Ayrault, A. Del.., Jr 92 

Bahm, G. H 169 

Baltazzi, H. W 158 

Banks. H. 160 

Barrett, M. C 80 

Bayless, V. K 150 

Beach, E. P 165 

Belcher, C. H 163 

Benoist, L. A 116 

Benoist.W. A 145 

Biggs, B.B 91 

Birmingham, H. T 146 

Black, M.I 112 

Bobbitt, W. C 154 

Bolger, J. F 157 

Boone, W. F 133 

Booth, C. E., Jr 128 

Bowman, R. L 124 

Brandenburger, H. A 159 

Broun, W. F 12S 

Brumbaugh, H. B 140 

Buch, W. G 53 

Bueche, H. S 191 

Bunting, S.S 110 

Burrow, J. G 80 

Bushnell, C. H 162 

Butterfield, R. E 162 

Caldwell, K. C 191 

Carter, J. H 143 

Chadwich, G 104 

Chapin, N. A 74 

Christensen, H. A 147 

Clark, Howard 110 

Clay, F. G 100 

Cloughley, S. T 90 

Colclough, O. S 182 

Coloney, P. R 114 

Colvin, O. D., Jr 102 

Condon, A. D 183 

Cone, W. W 137 

Conlan. C. V 179 

Cook, A. B 118 

Cook, A. G., Jr 115 

Corrigan, J. D 108 

Cross, R. F., Jr 104 

Cullins, T. O., Jr 134 

Curley, J. J., Jr 87 

Currv,D.,Jr 151 

Curt'iss, A. C 120 

Dalkowitz, S. G 76 

Darden, T. F., Jr 124 

David, W. D 64 

Davis, A. P 77 

Davis, R. K 108 

Davis, W. S. G 56 

DeBaum, G. H 185 

Dillon, W. E 172 

Dodds, S. B 122 

DuBois, S. W 143 

Dudley, J. R 171 

Eaton, H.W 62 

Eaton, W. G 153 

Eberle, D. W 75 



Name Page 

Edward, A. S 183 

Eggleston, ].M 144 

Eggers, F. R 180 

Enright, E. H 56 

Erck, C. F 70 

Esling, T. A., Jr 151 

Fewel, W. G 196 

Fitzgerald, W. F., Jr 155 

Fletcher, W. B., Jr". 154 

Flv, J. L., Jr 187 

Fullinwider, E. G 187 

Gallery, D. V., Jr 84 

Galpin, G. F 78 

Gardner, K. N 86 

Gates, O. E 186 

Gorry, W. A 117 

Granum, A. M 175 

Graves, E. D., Jr 86 

Gray, A. J., Jr 165 

Green, C. L 125 

Green, N.,Jr 83 

Grube, J. F 178 

Guernsey, E. B 182 

Guthrie,' H. A 130 

Haase, E. E HI 

Hailev, B. L 136 

Hainer, W. M 181 

Hall, G. B. H 65 

Hamilton, I. E 88 

Hampson, E. W 85 

Hanlon, B. H 136 

Hardy, H. H 122 

Harper, B. C 95 

Harris, J. C, Jr 66 

Harris, J. W 188 

Harrison, W.J 127 

Hill, L. E., Jr 58 

Hopper, T. B 157 

Howard, P. E 181 

Hubbard, T. C 73 

Hubbell, H. H 97 

Hudson, R. C 97 

Hughart, J. H. P., Jr 131 

Hunt, L. L 158 

Hunt, R. B 72 

Hutchinson, M. C, Jr 72 

Ingersoll, S. H 172 

Isbell, A. J 169 

Jackson, W. B., Jr 133 

Jacobi, L. J 153 

Jacomini, V. V 84 

Jamison, J. W 159 

Johns, L.J 174 

Jones, B. S 63 

Jones, D. L 196 

Jones, J. G 132 

Julin,A. E 98 

Juvenal, W.W 118 

Kahn, F. G 77 

Kane, B.B 113 

Kelley, M. R 87 

Kellogg, W.P 112 

Kellv, R. K 81 

Kelly, T.J 173 

Killian, R. R 170 

Killingsworth, W. M 92 

Kime, F. D 105 



Name Page 

Kirkpatrlck, 1., Tr 129 

Kline, E. T. ■ S2 

Kloman, C. R 68 

Knislev, A. VV 81 

Kohrs,' F. B 59 

Lafot, L 67 

Lake, B. G 194 

Lalor, W. G 59 

Lampert, P. D 74 

Lawton, A. P 157 

Leggett, W. D., Jr 156 

Leighton.G. A 138 

Lewis, M.V 150 

Linke, G. D 156 

Litchfield, L 141 

Lyons, L. L., Jr 106 

McCarthy, H.E 175 

McCarthy, P. G 61 

McClure.'F. C 105 

McDowell, W. A 78 

McDuffie, W. A 61 

McGinley, J. A 145 

McHugh', W. B 126 

Mclnerney, F. X 94 

Mclver, R. S 99 

McKenna, F. J 160 

McKinney, C. G 151 

McLaury, F. M lU. 

McLean, H. H ISb 

McShane, R. E 95 

Macdonald, B., Jr 98 

MacKinnon, 1. S 102 

Macondrav. A., Tr 155 

Magruder.'C. G., Ir 127 

Maguire, C. J 54 

Main, A. L 140 

Makosky, W. E 58 

Marie, L. E., Jr 188 

Maxson, W. L ISO 

Meadow, H. L 64 

Miller, I. W 150 

MiUis, W. R 88 

Mills, DeL 120 

Milner, E. J 155 

Minckler, C. H 68 

Moebus, L. A 55 

Molloy, T. 105 

Moore, W. E 135 

Morris, F., Jr 66 

Morrow, L. W 54 

Murrell, T. G 139 

Myers, G. B 55 

Myers, R. 106 

Noble, C 89 

Noble, K. H 60 

O'Brien, T.J 70 

Olson, C. E 101 

Pace, L. L 89 

Palev, A 121 

Parks, G. B 190 

Peet, G. H. 1 93 

Percival, R. C 161 

Pihl, P. E 167 

Pixton, J. E 148 

Pollock, J. C 91 

Powell, W. C 195 

Pratt, C. R S3 

Raichle, J. 1 141 

Ramsey, W. F 69 

Rees, W. L ^ 144 

Register, P. J 123 

Reisinger, J. C 71 

Reynolds, C. H., Jr 96 

Rhodes, C.W. ; 149 

Rice, H. E., Ir 190 

Richmire, G. L 161 

Riley. F.J 57 

Robertson, J. L 75 

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Name Page 

Roby, K. H 69 

Rodes, J. W 164 

Rogers, W. N 101 

Rossheim, B. B 174 

Roswall, P. E 178 

Roth, E. E 63 

Rucker, T. E 123 

Rule, I. C 93 

Ryan,T. J., Jr 113 

Sanson, R. C 171 

Saurette, EG 73 

Schell, E. W 119 

Schwien, N. 176 

Selby, N. E 121 

Seletski, J 57 

Serat, M. E., Jr 103 

Settle, B S3 

Sheldon, G. H 193 

Sherman, E. P 192 

Shugg, C 107 

Signer, R. M 149 

Simpson, R. E 96 

Simpson, R. W 109 

Sisson, B 192 

Smellie, E. F 194 

Smith, J.N 195 

Smith, S. B 166 

Smith, T 94 

Snackenberg, ]. A 65 

Snare, E. D 125 

Sprague, R. C 185 

Stogsdall, R. R., Ir 179 

Strite, R 139 

Strother, J. H S3 

Stiirtevant, E. . . 62 

Sullivan, W.E 170 

Sundberg, C. A. L 167 

Sweeney, R. D. F 138 

Switzer', W. G 100 

Tallman, D. R 52 

Tarbuck, R. D 126 

Taylor, W.F 115 

Thackrev, L. A 52 

Thayer, "R.G 148 

Thomas, C. J 164 

Thompson, E. M Ill 

Todd, C. R 129 

Tompkins, R. B 184 

Tower, L. L 99 

Trapnell, W . S. K 184 

True, A. E 152 

Van Cleve, J. C 79 

Van Deurs, G 173 

Walker, C. J 67 

Waters, J. A., Ir 177 

Watt, R. M., Jr 107 

Wattles, T. P 109 

Webster, W., Jr 152 

Welborn, M 142 

Wellborn, C, Jr 168 

Wellings, T. F 163 

Wells, F. H 119 

Wells, R. K 79 

Wheelock, CD 117 

Whiteford, C. A 189 

Wiedman, W. A 142 

Williams, H. G 177 

Willis, J. H 60 

Wilson, D. H 90 

Wishart, P. B 176 

Womble, J. P., Ir 71 

Woodson, C. P 189 

Yager, R. F 76 

Young, G. S 132 

Young, P. G 193 

Zellars, T. E 168 

Zimmerli, R. M 147 




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Drawn by Henry Reuterdahl 



The Burning of the Guerriere 




DonaldRex Tallman 
Washington, D. C. 



"Rex 



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'Gadget" 

PERCHED on a tree, a vampish grin, and a line of 
"stuff" — there you have Rex. Like a wild animal 
there is no finding where he is unless you know his 
tracks and rendezvous. Here's how, — bust into 
Smoke Hall and yell "0.K Roast." Look where the 
bull and smoke are the thickest and you'll see him 
singing "We're Poor Little Oxen" with the other 
three. When Gadget bones I can't tell you, for he 
is usually picking on a mandolin or listening to some 
weary Victrola's blues. He gets the embroidered 
anchor for that's where he stands — anchor man in all 
his glory. When it comes to women, well, nobody 
else has a chance. Rex is a Red Mike with dragon 
eyes, and snake scales. Any hop night you'll see 
him gliding on an essence of "foo-foo", featheringhis 
heels across the deck. 

He was elected "The Boy Navigator" in the shaft- 
alley of ye goode ship Missouri. Most of his old 
tribe were lost at sea or sunk by the Academic De- 
partment but he carried the old shaft-alley club 
spirit to the North Dakota. Oh boy, them wuz the 
happy days and there'll be many, many more for the 
boys who are lucky enough to become his shipmates. 

Buzzard. 



Lyman Augustus Thackrey 

Santa Fe, New Mexico 

"Red" 

ARRIVING late in September, covered with 
. alkali, the salt of New Mexican deserts, Red 
was consigned to the old basement rooms, Plebe 
heaven and the D. O.'s delight. The worries of 
several years of varsity football at the University 
of New Mexico had been too much for him and never 
was his red thatch toned down by a Navy head- 
guard. In the spring time this powder flag could 
be seen at the hurdles and broad jump, even as the 
Royal Bengal in his native haunts leaping from cliff 
to cliff, rather hurdle to hurdle. 

For several years he was a constant member 
wearing the gold or shoe polish off the radiators. 
He roosted among those Rojo Miguels known as the 
gymnasium cavalry, riding through many a hop on 
the horses in the gym. In due time our Augustus 
attained a colonelcy, graduated from the unwilling 
ones, and at the end of his First Class year he had 
done the deed and dragged copiously. 

While his career had been no meteoric flight, on 
the decisive day we found him numbered among 
those in the savvy half. 

Come what may he takes it well and the longer 
you know him the better you like him. 

One Stripe; 

Track Squad {4, 3, 1). 



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James Herschel Strother 

Dadeville, Alabama 

"Johnny" "Mr. Dooley" "Herschel" 

DUE to no fault of his own Johnny came to us 
from '20. After spending three months of 
his Youngster year in the hospital, he went on sick 
leave, and joined us at the beginning of our Young- 
ster cruise. The Chaplain, while visiting the 
hospital, nicknamed him Sunny because of the 
cheerful way in which he bore his hard luck. 

His cheerful manner and Southern accent, together 
with his ready willingness to help less "savvy" 
classmates, have made hmi a true friend and an 
agreeable companion. 

During the time that we have known him, Johnny 
has shown a lack of interest in hops and femmes in 
general, but anyone who has but one picture on his 
locker door and w^ho talks and dreams of Sep 
leave as Johnny does is sure to create a certain 
suspicion in the minds of those who know him most 
intimately. 

The utter indifference toward the opinion of others 
whom he believes to be wrong, and the wholeheart- 
edness with which he tackles the hardest Juice or 
Steam probs is sure to stand him in good stead 
when later he is called upon to face much more 
difficult questions in the fleet. 

Buzzard. 



William Graham Buch 
Powell, Wyoming 

"Napoleon" "Butch" 





BUTCH has the typical build of a union meat 
cleaver. Dizzy as the day is long and forever 
letting loose his pent up energy in any form of a 
rough house. Napoleon and Annie Arthur used to 
tear the fourth deck up with the ardour of the Irish 
breaking up an Orangeman's parade on St. Patrick's 
day. 

Butch started out with '20 but his line didn't jibe 
with the ideas of Horse Shoe Brown and the other 
masters of the Queen's own. But when it comes to 
Math and its kin Butch is right up in the Big League. 

In regard to sports he was on the First Class foot- 
ball team but he has always favored indoor sports — 
especially the national indoor game. 

Always good natured, never rhino, ole Napoleon 
will take it easy, have a good time, and make friends 
wherever he goes. 

Buzzard. 




Charles Joseph Maguire 
Boston, Massachusetts 

"Molly" 

CHARLES comes from that quaint little old New 
England village of Boston. With the thought 
of Mass. our eyes go to his collar, looking for some- 
thing which is not there. However he has detracted 
nothing from the reputation of his native state, for 
he is an authority in Calc and Dago. 

Athletics, he took them all in. The sub and weak 
squads clamimg no little portion of his spare time. 
Outside of these major sports, inter-class basketball 
comes next, though in the last mentioned sport he 
suffered the loss of two front teeth which caused no 
end of mortification, and produced a strange lisp 
until Doc could import two ivory pegs to replace the 
missing members. 

There is no place where Charlie is more at home 
than when over at the boathouse with a shell on the 
river, twice making his debut Plebe year as coxswain 
of the Junior Varsity he has never been absent. 
Youngster year our little one had given too much to 
be coxing one of our winning shells at Philadelphia, 
and hard to be satisfied by teaching the game to the 
third Varsity. 

Buzzard (/),• 
Masqueraders {1); 
Crew Squad {4, 3, 1). 



Leland Wayne Morrow 
Chillicothe, Ohio 

"Snookians" "Duke" 

THE first day that L. W. attended formations 
as a War Baby he found himself on the 
"rebound" charged with unmilitary conduct for 
turning his head in ranks. After this debut into 
Naval Academy life he retired from Extra Duty for 
the next three years and by the time of graduation 
his methods of avoiding the appearance of his name 
in the "Morning Orders" had reached a science. 

Those from Ohio will probably agree that Morrow 
comes from a good state, but we all express harmony 
of opinion that he was a small-sized man with big 
ideas when he chose the U. S. S. Tennessee for his 
home on the seas. 

During the time that we have known Snookums 
his chief delight, next to that of fussing in Annapolis, 
has been in making future plans. He always knew 
six months in advance what he would put into his 
suitcase for Sep leave. Perhaps Duke has already 
made his matrimonial plans and decided upon the 
location of a bungalow. 

This energetic and ambitious chap possessed, in 
addition to a big heart, a stomach of questionable 
capacity. Be that as it may, those who have had 
opportunities to taste frequent "birthday" cakes are 
in no position to criticise between what limits the 
capacity of a stomach should be integrated. 

Buzzard; 
Choir (4,3, 1); 
Sub Squad {4, 3, 1). 



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LuciAN Ancel Moebus 
Kenton, Ohio 

"Fish" 

FISH gained his first knowledge of "Old Navy 
Customs" from the eager-to-be-hunting-Ger- 
mans class of Eighteen. He has the happy faculty 
of making friends easily and no one has moreofthem, 
simply because once made, they stay put. But the 
members of that worthy class appeared to be im- 
mune. 

His ability to explain difficulties beyond our "ken" 
was soon recognized and we remember him best sur- 
rounded by a ring of exponents of "I don't see this," 
etc. 

Many are the wild tales he can tel' you of Rock- 
port on the "North D.", not to mention Coney 
Island and its mysteries. But don't believe him. 
It's all a pose. 

The time and efforts of our hero have, however, 
not been all confined to the Senoritas and the Ac 
Dept. He broke into the limelight Plebe summer by 
showing champion form on the mat and ever since 
he has given his best to wrestling. 

A roughhouse is his best diversion and Youngster 
year his organized crew of home wreckers was the 
pride of the Batt. 

Ask him how he got the name of Fish. 

"Fruit for the Profs." 

"Was that Reveille, J. G.?" 

Buzzard; 

irrestling Squad (4, 3, 1). 



Gilbert Barlow Myers 
Aurora, Illinois 

"Gabriel" "Goof 

GABRIEL is altitudinous. For this reason, 
over which he claims to have had no control, 
his athletic endeavors have been largely confined 
to keeping off the weak squad. He did finally 
grace the natatorium First Class year until hearing 
the call of spring, whereupon he changed his 
metacentric height and pulled off. 

C. B. came to us with premeditated intent and 
purpose of carrying away all scholastic honors, but 
some years' association with our method has con- 
vinced him that true merit is rarely appreciated. 
He is a savior in Steam and Radio. You will find 
him more often in the Juice building making 
gadgets or in his room skirmishing with a slipstick 
or a mess of radio junk than doing anything else. 

Bolting from the rank and file de Rojo Miguel when 
the North Dakota lay in at Rockport, he acquired 
the name of angel and now rushes the fragile china 
with more or less ease and system. 

Under a sort of quiet dignity and his apparent re- 
serve Gabriel is good natured, hard working, and 
lacks no consideration. He is as a rule a better 
listener than talker, but he can heave the old Navy 
line as anyone will concede who has heard what 
follows this fertile prelude: 

"Now, when we were up at Rockport — " 
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Edward Hickey Enright 

Chicago, Illinois 
"Hickey" "Chicken" "Imvrong" 

HICKEY received his early Plebe training at the 
hands of '18. He came into prominence at 
the beginning of Plebe Ac year by meandering upon 
a gravel walk forbidden to members of the entering 
class. Suffice it to say, he received his postgrad- 
uate course at the hands of the Youngsters in that 
back corridor of the first deck. 

By hard and consistent effort Hickey kept the Aca- 
demic wolves at a safe distance for nearly two years 
but it was the Nav Department that finally caught 
him basking in the light of his achievement and 
knocked him for a ghoul, treeing him cold. How- 
ever, his hard work landed him in the savvier half 
of the savvy half of '21. 

Hickey's great weakness finally proved to be the 
women. First Class year for the first time he was 
transformed. Hard-working, ambitious, woman- 
fearing Hickey, an unrestrained snake with his hair 
parted in the middle filling out his hop cards for 
months in advance. Certain things, have come up 
which indicate that the state of mind is only tem- 
porary and even the most conservative entertain 
hopes for a speedy recovery. 

Buzzard. 



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William Sewall Gardner Davis 
Brookline, Massachusetts 
"Dimples" "Alphahel" "Dave" 

FOR three years, Dave with his mandolin, his 
Log and his ready wit has kept the rhino spirit 
at bay. Just ask Piggy to help you and watch him 
go to it — and do it right — even if he does have to 
sleep in 'till the first period next morning. If you 
want something done in the literary way, let Piggy 
do It — It's his fruit. He is in his prime when he is 
developing some new idea for an entertainment or 
writing a parody. (He wrote the one on the 
"Vamp." Nuf sed). 

He will always be in Smoke Hall when the gang 
gets together for some songs and stories. He can 
always go you one better in that line. In any argu- 
ment of the Horse-Shoe-Brown type, Dimples stands 
supreme with his Scotch-Irish wit, his Massachusetts 
logic, and his determination. 

You know the kind of man who seems to be at 
home anywhere — well, that's Alphabet all over. 
He'll dash off a couple of verses for the Log, and 
will then go out and in a scrimmage break up all 
the plays around his end. 

Yes, of course he's savvy, but he bushes often and 
in some way known only to himself, he derives a 
great deal of satisfaction out of those bushes. 

The Service is just the place you make it, and so 
Dave, we know you'll have a happy time out there, 
and that you'll makeit abetterplacefortherestofus. 

Log Staff (3); Log Board (I); 
Baseball {4, 3, 1); Masqueraders (/); 
Mandolin Club {3,1); Class Football (/); 
Buzzard. 






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Francis Joseph Riley 
Boston, Massachusetts 

"Mike" "Irish" "Frank" 

RILEY breezed in through the main gate early 
- in Plebe summer and has remained with us 
ever since. The shoals of Academic life have never 
bothered this irresponsible, irrepressible young Bol- 
shevik. He has always been savvy enough to chalk 
up considerable velvet. 

Fussing is not in his line. He is an honest to good- 
ness misogynist. In his early career at the Acad- 
emy, Prof Bell inveigled him to attempt the grace- 
ful art, but Mike soon realized he was never intended 
to adorn the ballroom floor and can plead not guilty 
since those few and memorable occasions. 

However, our friend has always had one pleasant 
and consistent diversion and that is the national in- 
door sport. For three years Mike has held down a 
reserved "box" up in Doc's roof garden. 

His chief amusement inside the walls is getting up 
at .6:42 and running a ten second handicap against 
late blast. 

We think the Navy is the best place for Mike, for 
he can do things well when they are to be done so, 
and he isn't worried when there is nothing to do. 

Buzzard; 
E.Xpert Rifleman. 



Joseph Seletski 
Glen Lyon, Pennsylvania 

"Skee" "Joe" 

NO! That's wrong. Now that's worked this 
way." There you have Joe, a man whose 
second nature is Math, who can integrate as could 
Sir Isaac himself, and who can easily convince a 
Juice Prof that Bullard is wrong. Favored with 
natural savvmess, and possessed of grim determin- 
ation in everything he undertakes, Joe has stood 
well above the century mark in Academic work. 

Crew claimed his diligent attention Plebe year, but 
though wearing himself down to a shadow he failed 
to reduce his weight sufficient for a steady job as 
coxswain. Skee is clever with his gloves, and has 
entered the ring several times with creditable suc- 
cess. 

Generally quiet and unassuming, Joe has kept con- 
sistently away from the fair sex, but "still water 
runs deep," and we believe that there is someone 
in Pennsylvania who is "more than a friend." 

He goes forth with many good wishes, and if hard 
work counts for anything, his success is assured. 

Buzzard: 

Soccer Squad (/). 



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William Eugene Makosky 

Newark, New Jersey 

"Mack" "Pole" "Count" 

AFTER a year at Steven's Tech, the Count 
l\ decided that the gay and care-free life of a 
mechanical engineer was not for him. Having 
heard of the book-eating tribe down on the Severn, 
he decided to join them just for the sheer joy of 
participating in the keen contest for class standing. 
The Profs never did concede him a twinkle-twinkle 
on his collar, but we all know that a fellow who can 
pull sat in two subjects the last month of the term 
by cutting his magazine ration in half is the kind that 
will always come up from under. When he left Plain- 
field after a short visit on Christmas leave even 
the old timers told him that he certainly was a 
marvel on the comeback. 

His athletic activities have been confined to Afri- 
can golf and nursing the Bull. The latter occupation 
ceased to e.\ist about four months after Mack's 
election as " Keeper of the Bull " since the class refused 
to support it after hearing rumors of the failure of 
the pay bill. Mack then devoted all his time to the 
African pastime and succeeded in reaching the 
semi-finals. 

Life will never be hard for the Count as his "loan- 
you-my-clean-cuif" spirit, and his perpetual ear to 
ear smile will always carry him over the high spots. 

Buzzard. 



Leonidas Edwin Hill 

Denver, Colorado 

"/. /." "Ed" "Gadget" " Leoiiidas" 

TO satisfy the curiosity of those desiring to know 
how Leonidas got such a marvelous education 
as a Plebe, it is sufficient to say that he sat at the 
table of the champion of mess hall vaudeville. The 
peaceful moods of slumber and thought that 
ordinarily accompany a born genius were thus 
greatly agitated at least three times each day. 

Not until Youngster year did his inventive genius 
display itself. At this burdensome period of 
Academic existence he invented a log-log to the 
n-th power slip stick. Beyond all expectation this 
magic piece of slippety-slip enabled him to calmly 
grasp two pieces of heaven which rested serenely 
on his collar all First Class year. 

Hill should have been the man to receive that 
famous "something wrong" pap. Every one 
prophesied a C.P.O. for Lee; something was wrong 
and he got what he rated, two stripes. 

Lee's future life is one already settled. He is des- 
tined to invent something advantageous to the 
Navy sooner or later. You can know too, Lee, that 
we are all back of you and wish you the best of luck. 

Star (J); 
Two Stripes; 
Swimming Squad (3, 1). 
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Franklin Breckknridc;k Kohrs 
torrington, connecticut 

-Appir -Savvy- 

SINCE Plebe year, when he applied common 
sense to the writing of our Sunday Night Rehef 
and learning seamanship, imtil First Class year when 
he stood up among 'em m most everything, our 
Franklin's greatest praise and most sweeping crit- 
icism has been "He used his common sense" and 
"He didn't use his common sense." His conversa- 
tion is enriched with the metaphors of the farm and 
the slang of the sea, and when he starts to talk he 
is equally liable to tell of life on a New England 
farm, the design of a new battleship, or the value 
of co-education. 

His common sense has kept him from attaining 
high honors in either the Radiator Club or the Mex- 
ican Chapter, although he is a prominent member 
of both. He is no star at parlor talk — at least he 
has never given us the opportunity to judge. 
Apple is no snake or fusser — a Red Mike of the first 
order, if you want to disregard an occasional letter 
which he writes to a "cousin" and some of the pic- 
tures secured in his locker. 

From drawing a turret to explaining the organiza- 
tion of the Ladies' Aid in Torrington, his versatility 
is marvelous, astounding the Dago Profs and getting 
him past the rest. So we figure his is the road to 
fame, and like him nevertheless. 

One Stripr; 
Star (3). 



Willi 
Wate 

WHAT are you 
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Bill kept them off 
did go out for the 
the team, and sti 
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record for setting u 

Geraldine Farrar 
on real acting when Bi 
Gymkhana. Here Bill 
easily, for the boy cert 
where they are throwin 

Bill's Academic social 
the friend of a friend. 
Brick was a permanent 
luxurious suite as a d<' 
of Maryland feminini 

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John Howard Willis 

Richmond, Virginia 

'Johnnie" "Pug" "Willie" 

HEN Pug found that three squares per diem 
ind a place to sleep were guaranteed to every 
successful candidate he lost no time in securing his 
appointment to the Academy. The fact that all 
who succeed in evading the clutches of the All- 
Academics are presented with a permanent job 
upon completion of the three-year spasm may have 
largely influenced his choice. 

Plebe year Johnnie distinguished himself by tracing 
with minute care the ancestry of an unfortunate 
mess boy who was careless enough to spill a gallon 
or two of ice water down the back of his neck. In 
recognition of his zeal and efficiency the Executive 
Department granted him two weeks' leave to be 
spent on the Reina. 

He survived Youngster cruise and an all too brief 
sojourn in God's country only to return to the 
Second Batt and the Flu. This proved to be too 
much of a handicap and Pug remained the most 
consistent of Red Mikes until the Delaware dropped 
anchor in the North River a year later. He even 
tried to get a grease by wearing a boat cloak on the 
4th of July. 

Pug has come through three years of the Academy 
with a host of friends who wish him the best of luck. 

Buzzard; 
Expert Rifleman. 



Kenneth Hill Noble 
Cromwell, Connecticut 

"Charlie" 

DESPITE the lure of the old fireside and the 
open country, one bright June mornmg saw 
Kenneth H. Noble, fresh from Connecticut, stroll 
into the welcoming arm of ye "ruff^" class of '18, to 
be instantly dubbed Charlie, relative to the now 
seldom mentioned galley-stack. 

Invariably when asked "For what are you noted, 
mister.?" the answer was, "For being wooden, sir!" 
and in such solemn modesty he plowed through his 
first year making a reputation as a reg Plebe and 
later as a savoir. 

That first broad diagonal seemed to wake Charlie 
up to his importance in the Regiment and before 
the year was half past we saw him taking bold 
strides toward the head of the class and soon saw 
him with an average that was bidding fair to ap- 
proach the leaders. Things like Steam and Juice, 
and Nav and Calc were mere playthings in his hand: 
— heard about the hall, "Say, Charlie, gimme a 
hand on this Calc, willya.'' I'm unsat with a 2.22." 
"Wait till the M.C. goes to Smoke Hall and I'll be 
around." 

It takes a good head tc be able to dream of "The 
Game, 6-0," "Xmas Leave," and "June Week," 
and still hold down three stripes and keep a star. 

We take off our hats to you, Charlie! 

Star (3); 
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Philip Gaines McCarty 

Portland, Oregon 

"Phil" "Mac" "P. G." 

ABO^' of Killarney's colleens is pleasantly inter- 
esting but two Irishmen in a room are enough, 
— too much. Such a combination existed with Mac 
and Prof Kelly, "^'ou entered their room at your 
own peril expecting anything from a bunch of roses 
and a sweet smile to two months in the hospital. 

It so happened once during Phil's Plebe year that 
he did french from the Barracks and with two pounds 
of Whitman's best under his arm sauntered expec- 
tantly forth to call on a comely Crab. On arrival 
he found the girl, — and also four First Classmen! 
Mac didn't know whether to blush and be embar- 
rassed or to offer the candy to the First Classmen as 
"hush money." With true Irish diplomacy and 
courtesy he gave the candy to the lady fair and beat 
the mile record back to the Barracks. 

But he trotted out the royal militant angora of 
that Barracks duty squad when, turning a deaf ear 
to their orders and entreaties, he skated to the middle 
of College Creek and became a moving target to 
their fusilade of snowballs and condemnations, — 
much to his own amusement and their chagrin. 

Phil seemed to obtain maximum results from min- 
imum efforts. He would happily do anything for a 
friend from working a prob in Calc to buttoning a 
recalcitrant collar. Fun-loving, Irish, and true, 
Phil endeared himself to all who knew him and his 
hold on the hearts of those in the Old "Tenth" is 
expecially strong and warm. 



William Archibald McDuffie 

Columbus, Georgia 

"Archie" "Mac" 

ARCHIE first had the light of day shown to him 
. in the red old hills of Georgia, and never since 
nor before that memorable event took place has 
Columbus had more reason to be proud of one of her 
sons. 

Mac entered with the class of '20 but very early 
decided to cast his lot with '21 and no class was ever 
more lucky in receiving a member than when he 
concluded that two Plebe years wouldn't hurt any 
man. And while we did not care to see Mac set 
back a year in his career, we welcomed him as an 
invaluable asset, a man's man, and an addition to 
any gathering anywhere. 

A friend to all, a friend indeed, and everybody's 
friend. On Saturdays when he rated liberty and 
some of the other boys were not so fortunate he 
never failed to act as truck horse and bring back half 
of Annapolis, though it be skags, eats, orwhatnot, and 
on the Missouri '^I'oungster cruise "Home Run's" 
were the rage, inasmuch as they were Mac's brand 
and he was never "Just out." 

In the greatest of all Navies that sails the seas 
beyond the sky, we'll all be lucky and glad of the 
chance to be apprentice seaman on the ship that 
Archie will command. 

Honor Committee (4, 3); 
Class Crest Committee. 



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Eldred Sturdevant 
Chicago, Illinois 

"Stiirty" 

DID you ever know a man who had hard kick — 
lots of it — with a smile that discounted all 
troubles? There you have old Sturty- Those who 
had the good fortune to know him best know that he 
was never out of hot water for long. Always unsat, 
never quite well, it speaks worlds for a man who can 
bear it all with a steady courage, and count each new 
misfortune as one more good joke on himself. 

^'oungster year, when the flu came with the end 
of September leave, Eldred was one of the first to 
go to the hospital, never to come back to us. The 
hand that beckoned to so many throughout the land 
that year beckoned to him also, and he went to 
answer the last great call of all. And yet, to quote 
the words of another, "We cannot think of him as 
gone. He is not dead! The deepest feeling of the 
time was, he was just transferred to another sphere 
of office." 

We miss you Sturty! May the memory of your 
cheery smiles bring help to us in some dark moment 
of our own lives. 



Harold Willis Eaton 

Detroit, Michigan 
"Hal" "H. Jrr "Bill" 
AN ARTIST, a Red Mike, and a P. W. F. 
-^ *- 1 he story goes that away back in the early 
days of the century a small light-haired lad grew up 
in the celery groves of Michigan and learned to draw 
pictures, whereupon he answered the call and we 
have Hal, the blonde chap, who sketches and eats 
skags. 

Being obliging, Hal was made a member of all the 
customary committees involving much work and 
little reward, with the result that Christmas Cards, 
a June Ball, and a Gymkhana have showed the 
touches of his artistic sense. A charter member of 
the Order of Night Owls for three years, he has 
brightened the Log's pages by his sketches full many 
a week. 

He dragged little, he cared for it less. He talks 
low, nor overly much. 

When they come to balance the accounts of those 
who have learned to speak the language, and the 
judicial pen halts over the page headed H. W. E., 
there will glow a balance on the right showing a real 
asset in favor of one who lost many numbers to make 
others smile. 

Buzzard; Lucky Bag Staff (/); 

Log Staff (4,3); LogBoard,Jrt Editor (J); 

Manager Gymkhana (7); 

June Ball Committee (3); 

Class German Committee; 

Manager Christmas Card Committee; 

Chairman Christmas Card Committee; 

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Bascom Sidney Jones 

Macon, Georgia 

"5.S." "Git" 

HOW many have never visited that final resting 
place of the greatest of Sea Captains? But 
really now, how many of you knew that right with 
us was the only lineal, seagoing descendant of John 
Paul himself. Beyond a shadow of a douht his tree 
proved it, which readily explamed his love tor the 
life at sea. 

Bilged twice and boned once is his Academic record , 
from which he has derived more practical tiuin 
theoretical results. Frivolous at heart with an 
eternal desire to become a consistent Red Mike has 
been his condition since that first leave in Georgia, 
but he has always managed to keep his several 
rings well separated. His hobby was athletics in 
the conservative, never too strenuous form, always 
doing his best for the good of the team and for love 
of our national pastime. Mandolins and moonligin 
interfered somewhat with his Academic work, but 
frivolities stopped at the surface of "Skit" and 
beneath we found him taking a deep, whole hearted 
interest in the Service. 

A true friend, a congenial companion, everwilling 
to leave his path to please another, mark him as a 
man, and so we believe him. With the best wishes 
of '19, '20 and '21 Bascom enters the service to con- 
tinue his success, for he has made good with us. 

Baseball Numerals (3); 
Baseball Squad (5, .?, I); 
C. P. 0. (/),• 
Sub Squad (/),• 
Hop Committee (I). 



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Edward Ki.i.sworth Roth 

Newport, Kentucky 

-Ells" "Red" 

IN this Dutchman we find the rare combination 
a winning manner, which at once turns casua 
acquaintance into warm friendship, and a happy 
disposition that sees only the bright side of every- 
thing. 

When Roth entered the Naval Academy, he had 
swimming aspirations for some reason which he 
(juickly discarded after his exhibition in the tank 
Plebe summer. Since then he has confined his 
athletic activities to class football and lacrosse. In 
the latter sport his lNt speaks for itself. 

We will pass lightly over the episode of the camp on 
First Class leave for it wasn't altogether his fault. 
First Class year saw Roth with his share of stripes. 
He wears them deservedly and without allowing 
their weight to disturb the equilibriuni of his level 
head. His constancy to purpose and high standards 
will carry him far in his chosen profession and he 
takes with him the best wishes and the firr " ' 
ship of many classmates. 

"Oh. I just love to look into Mr. Roth's big, brown 
eyes." 

LNT; 

Class Football Team {!): 

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Walter Dewey David 
Toledo, Ohio 

"Dave" "Walt" "Wooden" 

ON one bright sunny day in June, when the wind 
was blowing hard, there appeared among us 
this rosy-cheeked lad from Ohio. With his black 
hair, brown eyes, and those cheeks, he should have 
done his bit toward raising the annual hop average. 
But Dave experienced hard luck, for he took to the 
thrills of dragging blind. When somebody was 
bringing down, "A very wonderful girl," and needed 
someone to drag her, he always took a chance. 
Then Sunday morning, the Plebe balcony critics 
usually handed in a verdict of anything from a 
swabo to negative infinity. 

Dave is not particularly savvy but he always wins 
his bouts with the All-Academics and is willing to 
help anyone who sends him a distress signal. All in 
all he is a man of strong characteristics, original 
ideas, boundless energy and real ability. 

"Some day I am going to drag a forty and pull sat." 
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Harold Lethcher Meadow 
Elberton, Georgia 

"Reverend" 

HEN Reverend forsook the cradle to become 
a midshipman there was no doubt in anyone's 
mind why he was called "Reverend." But four 
years in this man's Navy will play havoc with the 
most perfect of us, and now the coy young things 
at the hops are wont to inquire, "Why do you call 
him Reverend.? I don't catch the significance." 

His favorite indoor sports are "rhinoing" and 
"knocking off smoking." In the former he indulges 
all the time, in thelatter, at regularintervals through- 
out the year, of about three weeks each. But we pre- 
dict that his reason for being so agile at fourscore 
and ten will be, "nature's tonic imbibed from the 
lips of the veiled lady." 

Next in importance are his reminiscences of the 
dinner table that he left behind, and we feel con- 
fident that if he had donated the time to Academic 
endeavor that he has towards planning his menus 
for Sep leave, he would be up amongst the first 
digits. But he can't be condemned for that, for the 
samples received have warranted his contempt of 
oatmeal for supper. 

In spite of his years, our faithful prodigy is en- 
dowed with a most level-headed and matter-of-fact 
outlook on life. 

Buzzard; 

Sub Squad (4, 1). 



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John Arthur Snackenberg 
Brooklyn, New York 

"Johnny" "Snack" "Rehci" 

YES, friends, here is Joiinny — he of the stern Hin- 
denburg cast. But Johnny isn't half as stern 
as he looks, for in his unguarded moments a peculiar 
little smile plays over his countenance. Snack is 
somewhat of a puzzle to us. Even to those who 
know him best, he sometimes appears enshrouded 
with that impenetrable veil of mystery peculiar to an 
integral sign. For this reason he practically defies 
description. 

His versatility is astonishmg. Music, the horizon- 
tal bar, Thackery, and the sub squad have all claimed 
a share of his attention, so much so that it is for- 
tunate indeed that his studies have never bothered 
him. The simplest solution for the study problem 
here, according to Johnny, is not to study, and that 
he has remarkable success with this system no one 
can deny. 

Snack is quite averse to arguing, this fact being one 
of the traits which is bound to make him well liked 
no matter where he goes. Give him a big cigar, a 
good book, and a comfortable chair from which he can 
readily cock his feet up on a radiator, and you will be 
treated to the unusual spectacle of perfect content- 
ment. All who know Johnny are quite agreed that 
his genial disposition will carry him a long ways. 

Buzzard. 



Grover B. H. Hall 
Kalamazoo, Michigan 

"Alphy" "Dynamite" 

POSSESSED with an eternal desire to catch one, 
and an insatiable thirst for livid literature, old 
"G. B. H." proved that both these characteristics 
went to make him a good kid to bum around with. 
He's always been a kid from the time he donned his 
first white works and had his picture taken astride of 
a torpedo in front of the Armory until the time when 
he stroked his little eagle and said, "Yea, Omar's 
birds flew away, but I got mine yet — Say, How's to 
write my Lucky Bag write-up, they turned down the 
one I made up." 

Hall really is a pretty consistent worker but is 
subject to streaks of non-regness during which his 
locker looks like the well-known wreck of the 
Hesperus. His bed is his throne. 

He tells some wild tales about his two leaves and 
has a never ceasing repertoire of jokes which is the 
result of a cruise on the Maine at Yorktown. He 
has Omar Kime as a one-time roommate, and a 
"bumming around relationship with the gone, but 
not forgotten pair, John Dwyer and Wolfinger. 

His best one was the one he pulled at drill, 

"From empty magazines with blank cartridges — 
Load!" 

Buzzard. 





Fred Morris, Jr. 

Marietta, Georgia 

"Freddie" "Fritz" "Frederick" 

JUST why Fred left his happy home in the sunny 
southland and chose a career in the Navy, no- 
body knows. 

Youngster year showed how savvy he really was, 
for he not only stood in the half destined to graduate 
in three years, but well up in it — due, no doubt, to 
the little omnimeter which he alwaj's had with him. 
Serious and moody, he likes to think of himself as a 
hard 2nd P.O., but don't judge too quickly by 
appearances, he couldn't be hard. 

And, too, Fred is a curious mixture of Red Mike 
and snake. There were times when one would think 
him a confirmed Red Mike, but when the spirit moved 
him, it was a case of beware, you ladies! We've 
often wondered why he bought his roommate's 
miniature instead of waiting the two weeks neces- 
sary to order one. 

Fred goes into the Fleet taking many friends with 
him, leaving many behind. Wherever he goes, he 
will take those qualities that spell success, and we 
know he will find it in the Fleet even as he found it 
here. 

Buzzard; 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
Mandolin Club (1); 
Track Squad (1). 



James Coffee Harris 
Rome, Georgia 

ATYPICAL southerner from the red hills of 
Georgia, Jimmie began his career as a "war 
baby" late in July '17. His Plebe summer passed 
uneventfully even for a war baby, which, however, 
isn't so surprising after all when one considers his 
profound respect for the reg book. 

Although to all appearances he was a Red Mike 
during Plebe year, there must have been somewhere 
a little "spark of love-for-the-ladies" still smoul- 
dering, for you should have seen him step out when he 
returned with his little one diag after Youngster 
Sep leave. Every Saturday found him in Luce 
Hall gomg through the kmd of Swedish taught by 
Prof Bell. When asked why he did not attend the 
Christmas hops Youngster year, he sadly replied, 
"Oh, I got Jupp-ed." 

Jmimie's Academic ability was never to be ques- 
tioned, and there was no doubt as to which side of 
the line he was on. His enthusiasm and pep should 
make him a welcome addition to any party. 

Buzzard; 

Mandolin Club (/). 






Lloyd Lafot 
Lakefield, Minnesota 
'' Szcede" "Blondy" 

YES, you can spot him in a crowd — especially 
where hats are not worn — by that brilliant halo 
of yellow hair that crowns his savoir dome. Lloyd is 
savvy, slow, snaky, and sentimental, but not 
smitten. Love would be too flighty a task for this 
thoughtful youth, who drags, not as a diversion to 
while away the week-ends, but as a part of his moral, 
physical and intellectual training. 

Exactness is Swede's middle name. No one ever 
yet was able to find a hair of his head out of proper 
phase with its next-door neighbor. Never intending 
to become a lion of the hour, he fits in well with the 
gang of clean-sleevers and 2P.0.'s that fills the 
atmosphere of Smoke Hall with sweet essence of 
Fatima. 

Lloyd's last name is pronounced in French by 
some, in Swedish by others, but with his classmates, 
his name is spoken in the language of good fellowship. 
He may never have any Medals of Honor pinned on 
his chest, nor will we live to see his coronation as 
King of Sweden and Emperor of Minnesota — sim- 
ply because he does not do unusual things. 

It's his way of doing the every day things that 
makes him one of the mixers in any crowd. 

Sub Squad (1); 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
Buzzard. 



Claiborne Jay Walker 

Walla Walla, Washington 

"C. J." "Claiborne" "Bright Eyes" 

CJ., the blonde ex-denizen of WallaTwice, got 
• off for a bad start on his naval career by being 
unlucky enough to have a room in the barracks. 
Bright Eye's habits are, as a rule, like his manner, 
quiet, although he is prone to trust his luck and 
amount available to the galloping dominoes and 
occasionally holds down a chair in that select cir- 
cle whose password is "up another." 

He reads a great deal but his literary taste seems 
to run to weekly publications rather than to the text 
books supplied for our use in the struggle against 
the Academic Department. He does everything 
in a quiet way from gently reproving an offending 
Plebe to foiling an inspecting D. O. All the ear- 
marks of a confirmed snake are his, yet he is any- 
thing but a regular attendant at the Luce Hall 
festivities. 

Claiborne is a source of great joy to his room- 
mates because of his excellent taste in the way of 
food. His locker will always yield something to tide 
one past a period of hunger and anything he has is 
yours, be it his last glass of jelly or his pet alarm 
clock. 

Riffe Squad {4, 3, I); 

RNT (J); 

Sub Squad (I). 



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Campbell Harris Minckler 
WiLLisTON, North Dakota 

"Mink" "Cam" "Olaf 

L'VDIES and Gentlemen: We have with us this 
^ evening a most remarkable young man from 
the far Northwest. Plebe summer we were at- 
tracted by that genial warm-hearted manner and 
free-for-all smile, which hasn't worn off yet. 

Mink is distinguished for quite a few things. 
Any issue of the Log will show the results of his 
efforts. There is one thing about this boy — his 
supply of energy seems inexhaustible. You will 
never be able to tell by looking at him how little 
sleep he has had. 

If you want to make him actually swell with pride, 
get him to tell about his New England recruiting 
campaign during First Class cruise. There isn't 
much dope on the internal machinery of Mink's 
recruiting party. However, one thing is certain — 
he is to be congratulated on it's remarkable results. 
He is of the long range type of fusser; so long, in 
fact, he had to spend part of Sep leave in Virginia, 
then stop over in Minneapolis, and finally wind up 
in Montana. There are only three reasons that 
influenced him to do this— three girls. He hasn't 
the right temperament to be in love, it's too mo- 
notonous for him. 

You can't help but like him. He's as solid as they 
make them. 

"Say, gotta match." 

Buzzard; 
Log Staff (J),- 
Log Board (/); 
» Lucky Bag Staff (7) 

Expert Rifleman; 
Bugle Corps {4); 
Clean Sleeve. 



Charles Ray Kloman 
New York City 

"Charley" "Karl" " Klo" 

I'M THROUGH. These women are the most 
ungrateful species I've ever known!" But he 
dragged that very one next week and many times 
afterward. However Charley considers snaking 
more as a necessity to full development than as a 
priceless indulgence. 

Charley is certainly the "Lost Chord" found. 
Plebe year he not only made the Glee Club but the 
Quartet. First Class year, tiring of the abundance 
of jazz, he was the organizer of the best musical con- 
cert ever staged at the Academy. He has music in 
his soul and fortunately for us, can give it out. 

In addition to his musical talent, Karl wields a pen 
with effect; the Log is indebted to him for many of 
its articles. Kloman was also one of our Mas- 
queraders. We might go on indefinitely recounting 
his accomplishments but space forbids it. 

Charley is a man and a gentleman — a true friend — 
and all around as good as we want to know. 

Two Stripes; 

Log Staff (4, 3 J); 

Masqueraders {4); 
Glee Club (7, 3, I); 
Choir [4. 3): 
Choir Leader (/). 




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William Francis Ramsey 

Nashville, Arkansas 

"Fish" "Convict" 

DOWN the cunicior he waddles, like a young 
duck. Indeed his general aspect strongly re- 
sembles that of a duck, for when it comes to rotun- 
dity, a sphere has little on Ramsey. Because of this 
inborn and permanent quality of his middle and 
the usual non-reg appearance of his blouse, he 
would never be taken as a model of military bear- 
ing. Be that as it may, the casual onlooker 
observing the line of Plebes in front of his door just 
before formation waiting to be inspected would 
have the idea that neatness of appearance must be 
his hobby. 

The only time he ever bothers about w hai he wears 
is when he is dragging and how he does bother then! 
As a snake he ranks among the foremost, but then 
it is only natural that the femmes should become 
attached to the innocent air he possesses. To tell 
the truth, each day of his Plebe year he received two 
pink letters and one blue one. 

Among other honors he hit the weak squad his 
Plebe year and the sub squad all three years. 

"I don't give a damn what you fellows say, I'm 
going to send my girl a telegram tonight." 

Buzzard. 



KiLBURN HaRWOOD RoBY 

Decatur, Illinois 

"Kib" "Kibby" "Roby" 

HERE we have one of Joe's Boys. One could 
find them together most any morning dis- 
cussing or arguing the pros and cons of different 
questions of local interest of which not the least 
discussed was the great benefit derived from walk- 
ing as an exercise when taken at regular and fre- 
qLient intervals. 

As a Mexican athlete, he is excelled by few and 
with ordinary luck he would easily have made his"N" 
in this sport. But due to the fact that he was not 
able to be with the boys on Wednesdays and Sat- 
urdays, he fell behind and so had to be content with 
numerals. 

Roby's one big hobby is wireless. Give him a 
couple of coulombs, several amps and a volt and he 
will connect you up with the Shah of Persia or 
anyone you may desire. And when it comes to 
getting a Juice Prof fussed he is a star of the first 
magnitude. 

Still it is not unusual for Harwood to pull some 
such stunt as turning in at formation; going to 
cliow minus his blouse or cap; or going to a hop with- 
out collar or cuffs, but carefully wearing bedroom 
slippers. 

"Go to it Kibby! Show them what you're worth." 

Buzzard. 



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Charles F. Erck 
Baltimore, Maryland 
"Charlie" "Antique" "Buck" "CkoUie Yong" " Oick' 
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course, this fact was a disadvantage to begin 
with but he succeeded in overcoming it ere long. 

Naturally the first thing that attracts your eye is 
that noble little tuft of hair which still decorates 
Charlie's gonk, for "Cueball" is one of the old 
men of the class and is as proud of those few 
remaining streaks as a peacock of all her plumage. 
The most suspicious of many prohibitionists would 
have been aroused could they have seen the numer- 
ous bottles hurled in the dead of night from 1145 
but 'twas nothing more than some guaranteed hair 
restorer. 

Oick is the junior member of the firm of Erck 
and O'Brien and it's a cmch that when Ireland gets 
home rule they will sign up as Admiral of the Navy 
and Chief of Operations respectively. 

Charlie's winning smile and witty line get him by 
big with male and female, especially the latter, and 
it's a treat to hear him spin his yarns about his 
imaginary duty on the Asiatic station. Only once 
has this wonderful hne faded him and that was when 
he received an invitation to attend the wedding he 
had intended for his own. 

But Charlie always makes a quick recovery after a 
fall and even now is saihng merrily on towards win- 
ning another fair maiden's fancy. 

Class Honor Committee; 
Expert Rifleman; 
Buzzard. 



Timothy Joseph O'Brien 
Springfield, Massachusetts 
"Tim" "O'Bie" "Hodcarrier" "Spig" 

THIS fiery dashing exponent of clay-pipes and 
harps wandered into our midst early in June, 
1917 looking for big game. He got it, for the class 
of '18 had the old fashioned idea of Plebe rates. 
But when they shoved off he surely lent voice to 
his feelings. 

No one could help listening to Tim when he burst 
forth into those enchanting Irish melodies. His 
voice really ought to be cultivated — it needs it! 
When not too busy runnmg minor league basket- 
ball, O'Brien used to take a shower with the sub 
squad. Tim is no mean basketballer as any of the 
natives back in Springfield will testify. Why, 
when he went on Christmas leave he organized a 
team, defeated the Starfish Giants, and next day 
the old home bum-wad came out with the enlighten- 
ing dope, "O'Brien, fleet Navy forward, was all over 
the court, shooting baskets from many difficult 
angles." 

Naturally the boy is popular up there and proudly 
acknowledges that he is well acquainted with the 
Police Department. In fact he shook hands with 
Tim and wished him all kinds o' luck last Sep 
leave. So, too, it behooves us to conclude this 
resume with a warm and sincere Irish "Best o' 
luck, Tim." 

Tuv Stripes; 

Log Staff {4, 3); 

Capt. Regimental Basketball 

Champions (3); 
Capt. First Class Basketball Team. 



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James Collins Reisinger 

Cleveland, Ohio 

"Jim" "Reis" "Szi-ede" "Chief" 

SINCE Jim has been with us he has proven him- 
self a man, fit for a man's job in the Navy. He 
is a hard worker who usually gets what he goes 
after. 

Swede went to Carnegie Tech for a year before he 
became one of Uncle Sam's boys, and the knowledge 
absorbed there has helped him defy those who 
carry the little red books. 

Plebe year Swede was on the Hustlers, and when 
the shells got out on the river, m the spring Jim 
was the first in Plebe boat. On Youngster cruise 
Swede gained fame for shoveling coal and also for 
shoveling chow. 

Youngster year James soon became one of the 
ladies' favorites. For although he was always 
knocking off dragging, Saturday night invariably 
found him at the hop with a girl. That year he 
was on the A squad, and he also won the light 
heavyweight championship again. Two months 
in the hospital in the spring spoiled his chances for 
crew. 

Jim always has time to give the other fellow a 
helping hand, even when there is an Ordnance exam 
the next day. He is a big man with a big mind, one 
of the kind who speak the language. 

Football Squad (4); 
Class Football (1); 
Boxing Light Heavyweight Cham- 
pion {4, 3); 
Crew Squad {4, 3); 
Crew Numerals; 
Honor Committee (3); 
C. P. 0.; 
Clean Sleeve. 



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John Philip Womble 

Atlanta, Georgia 

"Phil" "Wamp" "Wombly" 

HERE we have the typical happy-go-lucky 
Southerner who never tires of relating to us 
stories concerning the superb attainments of Geor- 
gia and the South. He is most abundantly supplied 
with those qualities which tend to make up a good 
fellow, so at the very slightest suggestion he is 
always eager to knock off boning in order to start 
a rough house or a hot air fest. His class standing 
suffers as a result but he displayed his real powers 
by nearly starring the last two months of Young- 
ster year when it suddenly became necessary to do 
something of this kind in order to make the so- 
called savvy half. In Juice especially, he is a 
savoir, as is evidenced by his suggestion one even- 
ing just before a canoe party shoved off, that they 
take along his electric grill. 

Now we come to the side of Wamp's nature which 
appeals most strongly to every one who knows him 
intimately. He is always ready to grant any favor 
that may be asked of him and is always seeing 
something that he may do for someone else — and 
doing it. 

"Hey, M. C, how about the mail.?" 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (/). 



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Ralph Baile Hunt 

New London, Conn. 

"R. B." "tNt" "Dynamite" 

RB. blossomed forth one sunshiny day in tht 
• early part of Plebe summer and was duly 
sworn in by the Superintendent and was labeled a 
midshipman. He had not been sworn in over fif- 
teen minutes before a much loved D. O. cussed him 
out. There lies the secret of R. B's. ability to 
graduate. A cussing out to him is like unto sweet 
music. He revels in it and then seeks some more. His 
seeking has been most successful. Perhaps it was 
hisloveof rasping sounds that impelled him to take 
up a concentrated study of the mandolin. He fin- 
ally mastered it to his great satisfaction and dissat- 
isfaction of his roommate. 

R. B. was born with a pack of cards in one hand 
and a tennis racquet in the other. He handles both 
equally well. First Class saw him Captain of the 
Tennis Team and playing his ever consistent game. 

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Captain Tennis Team; 
Tennis (i, 7); 
Tennis TNT. 



Morton Clement Hutchinson 

Woodbury, New Jersey 

"Chick" "Hutch" "Mart" "Martini" 

POSITIVELY refreshing is Hutch. If you are 
down in the dumps and need consoling or fath- 
erly advice, just approach him and he'll commence 
that long rolhng voice of his — "My son, you weren't 
careful like I am. You — " He can tell you some- 
thing you never suspected about farm, fussing, 
scandal, or politics — a regular Blackie Daw in fact. 
If he'd been a girl his name would have been 
Scheherazade. 

Fancy a balcony overlooking the bay, a starry 
night, or a rainy one, two "lightin' bugs" and an 
occasional low spoken word and you have Mort's 
idea of peace. 

If you have found some new way of getting away 
with murder and want someone to try it out with, 
look him up: he revels in a chance. Old Chick ar- 
rived here and departed before any of us had seen 
the place, but he blocked the Academics at every 
pass on this, his second trip. He comes into his 
very own at the hops; wearing gloves and an Irish- 
pennant, he may be seen any old night shoving his 
clipper bow through the seaway. 

"There ought to be a formula for that somewhere." 
"Oh how I hate to get up in the morning." 
"Hey, Isrie! been down to the Widdies lately.''" 

Two Stripes; 

Hop Committee (/),• 

Plebe Creiv Squad. 






Joseph Charles Hubbard 
Danbury, Connecticut 

"Si" "Shorty" "Pom" "Joe" 

SI HAILS from Danbury where they make the 
famous hats, "the best state in the union, ab- 
solutely." He is savvy but not energetic, or rather 
his work comes in sport. "Well Si you sat in every- 
thing?" "Oh I dunno, let's see — " 

One weakness towers above all others — he falls for 
the wimmen. He shakes his roommate for the mail 
three times a day and gets all the letters anyhow. 
Philadelphia made a strong impression on him. One 
cruise there and he knew all the girls in town. Why 
doesn't he drag often .^ Well they live too far away 
and all the small talk necessary to get along with 
the femmes is rather strenuous. Besides they don't 
shimmy at the hops, just plain dancing. 

Nicotine.' Yeh, some one gave him a cigar once. 
He took it and tried to appear normal to a shipmate. 
Two minutes later he looked blue in the face. "Sort 
of a bum cigar?" 

Shorty's cheerful disposition and good nature 
should be a valuable asset to him in the days to come 
and we'll always know where to take our troubles. 

Buzzard; 

Log Staff (i, 2,1). 



Joseph Orpha Saurette 

Fall River, Massachusetts 

"Joe" "Shorty" "Frenchy" 

JOE hails from the cold North, but his grin holds 
a surplus of warmth. He carries his burdens 
with difficulty, they fall off soon and are forgotten. 

His reputation as a savoir, made Plebe year, has 
clung to him through his whole course. The Dago 
Department points to him with pride as "one who 
speaks the language." 

He is a charter member of the green shade, weak- 
eye club. Physical exams always find him an easy 
mark, but so far, the cards have not been shifted 
on him and his memory has pulled him through. 
In athletics, he chose gym work for his specialty; 
the squad always has a place for him. 

During First Class cruise the rabid little foreigner 
cost his shipmates many hours of sleep securing 
him safely in his hammock after a liberty night. 
In the desert of Boston he could steer a straight 
course to numerous cases. His native brilliancy is 



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When ordered to 



trace a voice tube he hollered in one end, then went 
to the other and listened for his voice. 

"How'd you bat the P-work, Joe?" 

"Only made a 3.95 but I'm bilgin' anyhow on my 
eyes." 

Star (4); 
Two Stripes; 
Gym Squad (J, 1). 





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Philip Dewey Lampert 

OsHKosH, Wisconsin 

"Oshkosh" "P.D." "Lamp-Post" 

EY, Mac, look what I found." Riffles ex- 
tracted Lampert from the rear-rank of the 
Fourth Company. " Where do you hail from, Mr. ? " 
"Oshkosh, be gosh, sir." "Well, Riff, we'll train him 
to be hard like me." 

Thus did Oshkosh enter into the existence of Plebe- 
dom under the intense training of the two hardest 
P.O.'s in the Regiment; learning the art of catching 
mosquitoes and of increasing his water displacement. 
P.D. came into the footlights on Hundredth Night 
after the battle of Santiago had been fought and 
won, dancing one of those Oriental dances — the 
kind that makes men blush. 

No wonder Mac fell for Zupp. Just picture a little 
fellow with rosy cheeks, a cute little smile, and a 
pair of large brown eyes that twinkle divinely. 
Even Ferdi;fell for Senor Lamp -Post. "I call you 
Lamp-Post because you are a shining light." 

"I alluz work my prob this way, did your'n come 
out right.'" Yep, that's him exactly, but he gets 
away with it so nicely you would think the diction- 
ary was wrong. 

Nothing ever worries Zupp. Just try once to get 
liim serious. He looks into space for a few minutes 
and then comes down with something as far away 
from the subject as 21-B is from graduation. 

Buzzard; 
Expert Rifleman. 



Nealy Adolphus Chapin 
Santa Barbara, California 

"Goo-Goo" 

SINCE Chapin's first formation under '19, his 
name has been Goo-Goo. Despite his abbre- 
viated stature, all those who have had the good 
fortune to know hmi either on the cruises or at the 
Academy will agree that he is every inch a man. 

Nealy hails from Santa Barbara, the land of eter- 
nal sunshine and good looking women. He brought 
some of the sunshine with him and " always came up 
smiling." As to the effect that the good looking 
women had on him, it is hard to say. As far as we 
know him, he is nearly 100% Red Mike. He fell 
once on Youngster leave for a girl — "she's a friend of 
the family, you know" — and the looks of her 
peacock-blue twin six. 

Chapin is a hard worker, having gone out for the 
gym team and the baseball squad. He never missed 
a practice. We'll always be glad to have Goo-Goo 
as a shipmate. 

"Goo-Goo! What's the movie tonight?" 

"I couldn't find out, sir." 

"All right, 7 glasses of water." 



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James Lawrence Robertson 

Augusta, Georgia 

"Jim" "Robby" "Jimmy" 

A SOUTHERNER, typically Southern, that's 
Jim all over; and like all the rest of his tribe 
he's a born fusser. Just watch him gliding snake- 
like over the deck at a hop, or balancing a cup of 
tea and shootmg a wicked hne in some Crabtown 
parlor and you'll understand why he followed the 
line of least resistance and became a ladies' man 
right from the start. He thinks he's a heartbreaker, 
too. He really isn't, but has enough conceit to 
think that he is. 

Robby has always been more or less inclined 
toward the Bolsheviki element. Witness his num- 
erous trips to the Reina, and his loss of stripes Plebe 
summer. However, after spending a rather wild 
First Class cruise in New York and Boston, he 
reformed completely for leave and was still tread- 
ing the straight and narrow at the class supper. 

As might be expected of any Georgian, Jim has 
never starred in anything. He isn't exactly wood- 
en, but the Red Book and Cosmo have always 
claimed too much of his valuable time. These 
same two specimens of literary art have caused all 
his athletic tendencies to be of the Mexican brand. 

"Do you know what that reminds me of.?" 

"Speaking of Spanish Military Academies why — " 

"You guys are bilging me." 

Otie Stripe; 
Expert Rifleman. 



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Dew Wisdom Eberle 
Muskogee, Oklahoma 
"Dew" "Cap" "Dooly" 

UR first impression of Dew was that he was a 
confirmed fusser and one of the 40%. Later 
he became a full-fledged member of "ye olde navee 
Reina Squad," having been introduced into the 
same by his warm friend "Alex." 

As a Youngster, Dew blossomed out as a snake of 
the first order with many a fair yard engine in tow. 
These diversions, however, did not keep him from 
being true to his first love — Lady Fatima. 

First Class year found him pursuing his serpentine 
habits and shaking a wicked limb with the Norfolk 
debutantes. It was here that his theatrical abilities 
were first made known in that infamous production 
"Bunk." 

When there is a party on. Dew is usually among 
the first to arrive and the last to leave. Many a wild 
party would have failed without him, but being a 
man of many ports, he has kept his head well above 
water in all circumstances. Lack of poetic license 
forbids further details. 

But don't think of "Cap," as a riotous reveller, for 
he has ability, knows when to use it, and has guided 
not only classmates but many a wooden Prof safely 
to the shore. 

Buzzard; 
Masqueraders (/). 





Ray Frederic Yager 
LaGrange, Kentucky 

"Yegg" "Cleo" "Egyptian Mummy" 

YEGG is surely the pampered pet of the U. S. 
Mail Department for he gets almost as many 
pink letters per day as the average midshipman gets 
bills before graduation. Besides, Ray is one of those 
parlor snakes whose obsession is to decorate every 
hop with his classic number elevens. 

Ray's locker door looks like the front page of a 
matrimonial catalogue, but strange to say, few of us 
can ever remember his dragging unsat, though a 
different drag came with him each time. 

Mother is reg enough to spot the D. O. turning a 
corner three decks below, and no life history of this 
son of Kentucky would be complete without a men- 
tion of his various relations in the Dago Department 
although the Egyptian Mummy stoutly denies all 
accusations. 

Yegg never rhinos nor worries, and he has a moth- 
erly affection which many can vouch for. 

"Go 'way, I can't be bothered." 

Buzzard. 



Sampson Godfrey Dalkowitz 

San Antonio, Texas 

"Dalk" 

WHAT ho! A fire-eating Texas Ranger? No 
one knows about the fire-eating or the ranger 
part but he is from Texas. He left that state in 1917, 
having elected to expose himself to the life of the 
rolling sea. 

Youngster cruise, Godfrey caught up on sleep and 
surpassed all former records in jumping — formations, 
many of the oldest inhabitants of the ship declaring 
that he knew more hiding places than they did even; 
though to George "below" was still "downstairs" 
and "bulkheads," "walls." 

A sidewise glance into Dalk's life reveals that hi? 
favorite literature is the Red Book; his favorite sex, 
the other one; his favorite athletics, Mexican; his 
favorite place, Slumberland. 

Godfrey is savvy however, and many of us have 
reason to remember him, for he is an ever-willing 
helper; time and trouble mean nothing to him if he 
can be of some material aid to you. 

Those of us who find it our privilege to be with him 
in the fleet will know him as a shipmate who com- 
mands the respect and the sincere good will of all 
hands. 

" Pipe down fellas. Les' sleep." 

Sub Squad; 
Masqueradcrs (4); 
Buzzard; 
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Alan Porter Davis 
Rochester, New York 

"Jl" "Jp" "Nap" "Jff" 

IN the spring a young man's fancy — ", but it's 
always spring time for Al. Hops, scented notes, 
tea-fights, and a gallery of fair ones on his locker 
are the very essence upon which his aesthetic soul 
thrives. 

But Nap's abilities are not confined to breaking 
hearts. Plebe year he pulled a beautiful bow oar in 
one of our Plebe boats, and it was only lack of 
weight that kept him down. And for a steady con- 
scientious worker who has brains and knows how to 
use them, Al is right there. His line has been the 
delight of the femmes and the despair of the first 
battalion. 

Al hails from Rochester, the "Flower City." Maybe 
this accounts for his eternal good nature and gen- 
erally romantic tendencies. His ability to fall in 
love is only equalled by his ability to fall out. 
Youngster cruise the bunch got really worried 
about Al . . He recovered, however, to come back 
to Crabtown to be the recipient — by mistake, of 
course — of a bottle of "tonic" which he wisely ( .?) 
refused to sample. 

We predict he would make a howling success as the 
member of some admiral's staff where he could fuss 
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Frederick Gustave Kahn 

YouNGSTOWN, Ohio 

"Spinach Gin" "Sunshinf" "F. G." "Can" 

AHN is a consistent Red Mike hailing from 
Youngstown. Every Saturday night found 
him a member of the Red Mike's committee with 
the Plebes at the movies. Plebe year he became 
famous for pulling his well-known ice-stunt in the 
barracks, and for the remainder of the year he lived 
on edge. 

Can has a quiet and retiring disposition, but the 
first thing you notice about him is his smile. His 
always cheerful grin has gained for him the name 
of "Sunshine." He is always ready to take your 
duty so that you may drag the fair one. 

Despite the fact that he was a member of the weak 
squad Plebe year and first half of Youngster year, 
the extra gym squad did not see him again. His 
one hobby is sailing. 

During the three years here he has been a steady 
worker. Although not one of the savviest, the 
Academics have held no real terror for him. Young- 
ster year found him trying to pull some of the 
Plebes sat. He is known to have an unfaltering 
liking for the service and is ready to proclaim the 
same at any time. 

Buzzard. 



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Plebe Crew 



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THE greatest asset of a young officer is cheerful- 
ness. Mac seems to have known this since 
early candidate days for who here has ever seen 
him rhino? Purely optimistic, — except on blind 
drags, — cheerful, witty, handsome, — in a qualified 
sense, — and everybody's friend: — can more be 
asked of any man? 

In our class it was "the early bird catches hell" so 
Mac hove-to until '18 had set sail, but cleared the 
Golden Gate early in July. Getting acquainted 
was hard Plebe summer but we heard of Wayne 
early in Plebe year through his renditions of 
humour in the spiciest Sunday evening bum-wad 
ever published in the Mess Hall. 

Youngster year Wayne came out with all the 
power of a Doug Fairbanks — the women couldn't re- 
sist him — a two year record of never having dragged a 
brick shows that. The question of making the 
first half or staying in the second was a momentous 
one but letters from father, mother, brother, and 
friends performed miracles with his working dis- 
position so that he landed high in the savvy half. 
If Wayne stays in the Navy, we expect to read in 
the papers about the social light of the Admiral's 
Staff. He has a way all his own, that has gained 
the esteem and best wishes for success from us all. 

Buzzard; 

Class Baseball (/). 



Gerard Frank Galpin 

San Antonio, Texas 

"Galp" "Gerry" "Garibaldi" 

IS it any wonder to you that he is called Dearie 
after you have gazed on that handsome counte- 
nance? He can always see the lighter side of any- 
thing — and from our tale of rhinoism he can always 
find the one circumstance that makes the matter 
funny instead of sad. If ever you have felt like you 
had lost your last friend and that after all you 
didn't give a damn and then — all of a sudden — 
found yourself laughing you may know that Galp 
is around. 

On the cruise Galpin was in his prime. At Nor- 
folk he could accept the hospitality of the elite and 
yet fully convince his hostess that the pleasure was 
all hers. Even in New York he learned to feel at 
home. From the New Mexico as a base, he, in com- 
pany with Fly, cruised thoroughly the vicinity of 
Broadway and 42nd and learned all the intricacies 
of lighting effect, stage entraces, et cetera. 

He is quite capable of meeting the All-Academics 
and has defeated them in notable engagements in 
such a manner that has fully convinced us of his good 
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Robert Kirk Wells 

WiNTHROP, Massachusetts 

"Pug" "Ugly" 

THE old Navy reply to the oft-repeated Sunday 
night query, "What's the good word, mister?" 
would seem at first to aptly describe this pugnacious 
gentleman. He has all the beautiful sylph-like 
stream lines of a Mississippi River ferry-boat with 
about the same maneuvering ability, tactical diam- 
eter, and adaptability for high speed. His lordly 
mien, seagoing roll, and downcast contenance are 
merely an exterior mantle for his prize fighting 
appearance, and his blood-thirsty pose is only skin 
deep, for he has never been known to be hard, the 
youthful members in our midst being the least of 
his worries. 

As a fusser, he makes a better plumber. Judging 
from his refusal to avail himself of Prof Bell's 
coaching, the one back home must have all the 
virtues of six fairies, one pilgrim, and the Queen ot 
Sheba. 

He isn't much of a mixer and it takes some time to 

get into hailing distance, but once alongside you 

won't be cast loose at the first indication of a heavy 

and you have acquired a sincere friend on 

whom you can always count. 

Masqueraders (4, 3); 
Bugle Corps {4, 3); 
Log Staff (4); 
Three Stripes. 




Joseph Collins Van Cleve 

Tekamah, Nebraska 
" J'an" "Affectionate" "Jaysee" 

IF YOU want to see the captain of the Hellcats, 
the man who is responsible for the tin horn, 
fishmarket atmosphere of formations, the music 
master who teaches all the little Plebes to blow their 
drums and beat their bugles^take a look. Here he 
is — "Van Cleve, sir, from Nebraska, sir." 

Van was a more or less retiring youth when he first 
hit Crabtown. He had never been far from home 
alone, and he was rather stagestruck by Annapolis. 
It was such a big city. But a trio of Plebe summer 
roommates — one from Reno and two who had seen 
New York — soon had his education well under way. 
Apparently, however, their teaching had but little 
effect. Their urging didn't keep Van from playing 
with the overgrown knitting needles until he 
earned an fNt, and their lectures on the art of 
swimming couldn't overcome his fondness for the 
water. He has always been a prominent member of 
the submarine squadron. 

Outside of his fondness for the Bugle Corps, Van is 
a perfectly rational human being, who can lay 
claim to our respect and affection on the ground that 
he is a first rate classmate, a true friend, and a man 
whose best pals are his dad and his mother. 

One Stripe {Bugle Corps); 

Bugle Corps (4, 3, 1); 

Leader Bugle Corps; 

FNT; 

Fencing Medal (4); 

Sub Squad. 








John Giles Burrow 
Pensacola, Florida 

"fVoof-Woof" "Johnnie-B" 

T?LORIDA and the Sunny South never knew what 
]l it missed when it let J. G. enter the Navy, but it 
took just one Sep leave for him to discover what 
he missed when he left Florida. Followed by a 
great volume of mail, his feeble excuse for the change 
which came over him was that he had been working 
hard to get his aviators wings but we surmised that 
the wings in the case belonged to the possessor of a 
bow and arrow and a face almost as cherubic as 
John's. 

When a mere child, his one absorbing ambition was 
to become a minister which fact causes us to devout- 
ly repeat the old verse, "Make him a child again, 
just for tonight." He still longs to be a "Sky Pilot" 
but has made a change in tactics, as it were, his field 
of strategy now being Naval Aviation. That Sep 
leave he shocked all the "Jazz" ensigns of Pensacola 
by appearing in a "Limy" blouse with three diags. 
First Class year he turned hard as nails which made 
us look askance at the minister story. But now 
that it's all over, here's to you, old scout. One look 
at that beatific smile of yours June Week has made 
us doubt the fun of bemg a Red Mike. 

Buzzard; 

Mandolin Club (3, 1); 

Sub Squad (/). 



Morgan Coit Barrett 

Beaver, Pennsylvania 

"Muy""M.C." 

GANGWAY for the girl wonder! Ever since he 
calmly told Ferdi that his knowledge of Dago 
was "muy poco," while we all were still desperately 
listening for vowels, we've known that Muy was 
savvy. At nine-thirty all the wooden men in the 
Regiment were around listening to him expound 
anything from involute gear wheels to how he 
memorized Bowditch and Bullard, Vol. I. Even a 
seamanship Prof once got such a complete descrip- 
tion of a hole in the ground, that he forgot to close 
his mouth for sometime after. 

Muy's big fault is being too generous, for he is too 
ready to give his friends anything and everything in 
his possession, from his last cent to the last punch 
in his candy ticket. And no one was ever out with 
him yet that he didn't insist it was his time to treat. 

"What's your name, mister.?" 

" Barrett, sir, with two r's and two t's. I'm no rela- 
tion to Buck and I come from Beaver — that's just 
twenty-three miles northeast of Pittsburg, Sir." 

Gym Squad (i, 7); 
Sub Squad (7); 

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Richmond Kenneth Kelly 

Staten Island, New York 

"KeV "Rich" "Dick'' 

JUDGING from external appearances, if ever a 
man missed his calling Rich certainly did. 
Nature designed him for a confidence man. With a 
pair of blue eyes and an angelic, innocent expression 
that disarms suspicion, it's almost impossible to 
doubt him. 

The call of the sea is as welcome to him as reveille 
at 4 a. m. Youngster cruise was one long groan after 
another. Ask him his idea of real life and he'll 
assume a far-off expression and murmur something 
about a Sep leave on Greybeard and tell you to ask 
the man who has had one. 

Books — at least text books — never worried Rich 
much. He wore the mark of the sat, savvy, and 
satisfied till a cruise on the Utah with Pug and his 
gang caused the click of the cubes to have such a 
lure that his amblings to and from Doc's on liberty 
became as regular as his trips to and from North 
Carolina on leave. 

But Rich is a cheerful sort of guy — lazy, easy- 
going, generous, and ever ready to lend a helping 
hand. They tell us that the secret of success in the 
Navy is friendship and if so, Kel certainly has the 
"Open Sesame." 

Star (4, 3); 

Two Stripes; 

Photography Editor Luckv Bug; 

Log Staff (3). 



Andrew Ward Knisley 
Charleston, South Carolina 

"Awk" "Nise" "Knisley" 

YOUNGSTER year there was one thing Awk 
liked to do, and that was wrestle. On the 
cruise we hit Norfolk and another Red Mike fell 
for the femmes. More than one night he fussed 
till eight bells and then stood the mid-watch. So 
now he has two fields of activity. You couldn't 
possibly get him near Luce Hall for a hop when he 
was a Youngster, but so far First Class year he 
hasn't missed a single chance to drag. And inci- 
dentally he wields a wicked dish of tea. 

With the Academics, if he can get a chance to sketch 
he's O. K., but when it comes down to doping out 
the interval to noon, or knowing the lights carried by 
a Chinese trawler aground in U. S. Inland Waters in a 
fog, he's not so good. As a result he can't bone The 
Saturday Evening Post as much as he likes but even 
at that he has to be coaxed to study. 

The famous mixtures invented by the Commis- 
sary Department present no trouble for Ward — a 
half bottle of red eye, with prunes on top, and he is 
perfectly satisfied. 

He's a complex mechanism all right but a friend to 
everyone, and whoever hits the same ship with him, 
will find a good scout, and ready for anything that 
comes along. 

Manager Fencing Team; 
C. P. 0.; 
One Stripe. 





Edward Theodore Kline 

ToPEKA, Kansas 

"Eddie" 

LADIES and gentlemen, meet the original salt- 
-J encrusted, seagoing corn-husker from the 
state that made prohibition famous. Ed landed in 
our midst about the middle of Plebe summer, fresh 
from Topeka. He was subject to a periodic desire 
to lead the simple life on a farm, but Plebe year and 
the Bally Ohio soon put this passion in the dark. 

Argument is his long suit. His talent was developed 
Plebe year by many speeches on the " whichness or 
wherefor" and similar subjects. First Class year he 
made the A squad in Mexican athletics with this 
5500 volt 100 ampere hne. 

Our Teddy is always ready for a good time and will 
go the limit to have one. He never showed any 
serious inclination to become a Red Mike after the 
middle of Youngster year. 

Ed works hard and plays hard. He has a large fund 
of sound common sense which he uses occasionally 
when the demand is more than ordinarily serious. 
Generous — loyal — never rhino — his friends are his 
for keeps. 
"I'll bite, what's the answer." 

Tuo Stripes; 
Sub Squad. 



Bruce Settle 

Gainesboro, Tennessee 

"Tex" 

STOP, look and listen" is the sign at the flag- 
station, eighteen miles from the home of our 
Bruce — the town, if it may be so termed, that he 
left is far back among the foot-hills. The people are 
true old Mountaineers and long will the Plebes re- 
member "Mr. B" for his undaunted praise of that 
mellow moonshine of Tennessee. 

Altho Tex could jig all night long to the tune of 
"Turkey in the Straw" in the log cabin of Tennessee, 
neither could the courteous Prof Bell nor the beauti- 
ful strains of Mr. Torovsky's talented ones induce 
him to forsake the movies on Saturday night, — but 
he must have been learning something, for ask him 
about last summer on the Charles with a soft moon- 
light, a girl, and of course a canoe. Oh Ann, Ann 
why did you sing to me "For I am a Jazz Baby." 

Bruce has had no end of trouble with the Ac De- 
partment and only that big smile and hearty chuckle 
could ever have got him by. First Class year B 
hit the May pole in four subjects and then with that 
same easy way and a lot of earnestness pulled sat and 
graduated with the honors of Stemmetz. Now he is 
going home, far from the seafaring crowd, to that 
little home in the South and may Tex remain the 
star toward which all the loving mothers point their 
aspiring young sons. 

Buzzard; 
Expert Riflevian. 



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Charles Russell Pratt 
Chicago, Illinois 
"Chuck" " Rosie" "Charlie" 

CHUCK, better known as Rosie, began his 
career back in the steel mills of Chicago. Just 
why Rosie left the steel mills and gave up his 
opportunities of becoming a great steel magnate for 
the Navy cannot be fathomed. However, we can 
say that he is certainly just the type of material for 
the Navy as we need iron men. 

Since entering the Academy, Rosie has devoted 
much of his time to nearly all forms of athletics. 
His favorites are football and basketball, but he 
takes a hand at all of them. Besides his endless 
efforts along athletic lines he has steered safely 
through the shoals of the All-Academics. The only 
time that his ship came near foundering was Plebe 
year when he ran afoul "Tony the Bootblack", and 
the rest of that piratical crew known as the "Dago 
Department," but he managed to make the harbor 
of the First Class far on the safe side of that 2.96. 
He believes strongly in that horseshoe on his 
locker door, but he must have had something else 
to get that stripe First Class year. 

Chuck, Rosie, or Charlie, whichever you call him 
will always have a big smile and an open hand to 
greet you, for he possesses a warm heart m that iron 
frame of his and is a true friend. 

Masqueraders; 
Log Staff (/); 
One Stripe. 



Nathan Green, Jr. 

Nashville, Tennessee 
"Nat" "Gadget" 

NAT is one of the most easy-going, non-rhino 
men in the class, but he never looks or acts the 
part. Entertaining the idea that draggmg was 
more trouble than it was worth, but at the same time 
having a weakness for feminine smiles Nat's pres- 
ence in the stag line was conspicuous. This was 
rather unfortunate for his hne was wicked and the 
femmes were thereby deprived of great enjoyment. 

Hobbies? Oh, yes. Music for instance. Those 
on the old Maine will probably remember the ren- 
ditions of "The Garbage Gentlemen's Ball," "The 
Little Bird," etc., which the Agony Quartette would 
give nightly. He is rather classical in that line, too. 
Those on the ground deck were often startled by 
strains of Puccini and Rimsky — Korsakoff eman- 
ating from his room in a mellow boatswain's mate's 
tenor. His other hobby is boning foreign navies. 
If you ever want to know the number of stages in the 
Queen Elizabeth's turbines or the name of the Rus- 
sian Minister of Marine he can tell you. 

His goat does not break loose easily, but accept a 
tip from us and never mention the state of Tennes- 
see in his presence unless you mean to extol it. 

"Say did any of you fellows see a twenty dollar bill 
lying around ?" 

Buzzard. 




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THE above is White Studio's effort to make Jack 
look handsome and savvy. That is a big as- 
signment as Dame Nature has tried for some twenty 
odd years and has only succeeded in making him 
look savvy. 

Jack started his athletic career early when his long 
spindles carried him over the hurdles fast enough 
for the Plebe medal. But his love of rest soon 
showed him that his road to fame was not paved with 
cinders. Preferring to sit down when he raced he 
shifted to crew. Plebe, junior varsity, and varsity 
is the wake his mighty oar left. 

In the Academic battle he defeated the enemy at 
all points. As an honored member of the forty per 
cent his room was often a meetmg place for fellow 
members of that powerful organization. Many 
were the evening study periods he spent dodging 
shoe brushes and lacrosse sticks, putting long shunt 
generators to bed, experimenting with human gyro- 
scopes, and making repairs on the much abused 
light. 

Jack carries the proof of his success around with 
him. Here's luck to you Jack. May the friend- 
ship and success which have been yours here stay 
with you throughout the service. 

Plebe Summer Track Medal; Star {4, 3); 
Three Stripes; Plebe Crew Numerals; 
Class Ring Committee; Class German 
Committee; Junior J'arsity Crezc; 
Cross-oar Numerals; Olympic Crew. 



Daniel Vincent Gallery, Jr. 

Chicago, Illinois 

"Dan" "Irish" "Wild Irishman' 

"Dizzy Dan" 

A BIOGRAPHY of this Irishman is most val- 
uable in demonstrating the fact that first im- 
pressions are extremely deceptive. 

By way of illustration: Take a look at the portrai- 
ture above. At a casual glance it is not apparent 
that the subject is a wrestler, still less apparent 
that he is savvy, and a fusser. But such, alas, is 
the case. 

We all realized that Dan wasgoing to gain fame as 
a wrestler 'way back in Plebe year when he perfected 
his famous tongue hold. So in later years when we 
saw a lean, hungry-looking young chap totter 
feebly out on the mat and there tie some poor devil 
into a clove hitch we were not surprised. Even 
though his tongue hold is barred, Diz has developed 
another one just as good, as is evidenced by his six 
straight falls First Class year. 

When Dizzums first got here Plebe summer, he was 
a model of innocence and purity, but aided by his 
well-known note book and associates over at the 
Barracks he has since become a true boulevardier. 
In spite of the boy's faults, chief among which is a 
crabbed dislike of everyone's attitude, we have 
come to like our Diz, and those 125-pounders who 
go against him in Antwerp next summer have our 
heartfelt sympathy. 

irNT; 

N - Wrestling (I); 

Wrestling (4, 3, 1); 

Weak Squad (4, 3, 1); 

Buzzard. 




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William Valentine Alexander, Jr. 
Wayne, Pennsylvania 



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AS a Plebe, Alex was a good First Classiiian; as 
^ a Youngster, a good Admiral. On several 
occasions his course ran through squalls but he 
weathered them without serious damage. 

Billy (as he is known to the members of the fair 
sex), is athletically inclined. Spring finds him cavort- 
ing on Worden Field with the rest of the baseball 
artists. Pinch-hitting is his specialty — a certain home 
run in the ninth with two down and bases full is well- 
known history. First Class year, Alex was the main- 
stay of the class football team. 

His activities are not confined to outdoor sports, 
however. The ballroom floor holds no terrors for 
him. It is a rare Saturday that does not find Alex 
in all his glory "giving the girls a treat." Sunday 
finds him striding majestically down the aisle in 
Chapel with a bevy of femmes in his wake. 

Always ready to aid a friend in work or play or join 
in a yarnfest, Alex, during the three long years, 
proved a man that we are proud to call a friend and 
classmate. 

"Leggo my ear!" 

"Now last summer in New York — " 

Tzvo Stripes; 

Class Crest Committee (4); 
Football Squad (4); 
Baseball Numerals (4, 3); 
Baseball Squad {4, 3,1); 
Assistant Manager Football (3); 
Class Football Team il); 
Baseball N Star. 



Edgar Wilson Hampson 
Washington, D. C. 

"Mooney" 

MOONE'^' or to be exact, Wilson, as he is known 
by the girls, at home, and in diplomatic cir- 
cles — is indeed the quiet and unassuming person 
he seems (that is, until you have had a chance to 
know and live with him). 

Mooney is energetic in the way of exercise and can 
be found fooling around the gym every afternoon 
after drill. But he has confined his abilities to 
workouts only. 

Miss Fatima has always found an ardent admirer 
in Mooney. Plebe year he made a cruise on the 
"White House," and why he has not added a con- 
stellation of stars to his Black N is due to no fault 
of his, but rather to a faux pas on the part of the 
D. O's. 

Despite his wails and usual "Busted Cold," he has 
failed to convince the Ac Department that he ever 
could go unsat. Mooney is forever bdgmg until 
the marks go up. Notable of his other pastimes is 
the Roth Memory course; discussing the wherefores 
and whys of anything ranging from the nebular 
hypothesis to the lost coulomb and throwing coffee- 
soaked buns at the Gooph. 

"Lets catch." 

"Sounds reasonable." 

Buzzard; 
E.Xpert Rifleman. 



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Edwin Darius Graves, Jr. 
Chesapeake City, Maryland 

"Eddie" "Gravy" 

YEA — Eddie!" How many times have we 
heard that as he pulled down some opposing 
back? And how often have we seen the crew come 
through with this same Eddie Graves holding his 
end up in style. He started in a three striper Plebe 
summer and just to show he rated them he wore 
them First Class year. 

When it comes to being at home on the water, 
Eddie certainly struck his vocation. Give him a 
bathing suit or a half-rater — a cutter or a yacht 
and he'll show you the way the thing was rneant 
to be used. His cutter crossed the finish line 
before the rest rounded the midway buoy in the 
race Youngster year. 

Of course when they drew for ships the first name 
Sanborn pulled out was "E. D. Graves, Jr." What 
else could you expect? Here's luck, Ed boy, and 
may the future be as happy as the present. 

Three Stripes; 

Crew Squad (4, 3, 1); 

N Crossed Oar; 

Captain Crew; 

Football Squad {4, 3, 1); 

Football N (4); 

Football N Star (/),• 

Basketball Squad (4, 3, 1); 

Basketball Numerals (4); 

Treasurer Y. M. C. A. (3); 

rice President Y. M. C. A. (/); 

Captain Olympic Crew. 



KiNLocH Nelson Gardner 
Covington, Virginia 

"Ginny" 

BACK in the good old times before Virginia went 
dry, Kinloch was from Covington and couldn't 
have been moved twenty miles with a team of 
mules. Then came the years of draught and he 
moved northward in search of an oasis in the midst 
of a dry and barren land. 

Nicknames? He has but one. He's been away 
from Virginia for years now, but he's been Ginny 
since he set foot within these walls and Ginny he 
will always be. 

Ginny was one of the first in the class and lived in 
fear and wonder for three weeks until '18 went out. 
Then he and Eddie loafed through Plebe summer 
on a half-rater and planned yachting trips for their 
Sep leave. Plebe year he lived at the barracks. 
Ask anyone of his twenty roommates what made 
the M. C. move his bed out into the next room. 
Youngster year he was reg — stood eleven in grease 
and everybody but the Supe thought he was due 
for three stripes. But the gods busted — he started 
out with a sawed-ofF buzzard to which he soon 
added a star and three chevrons. 

Here's to you, Ginny, and may the future be as 
happy as the present. 

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Marion Russell Kelley 
Portland, Oregon 

"Prof" "Tarzan" "Little Napoleon" "Ben Turpin" 

TO LOOK at Prof one would never imagine that 
he is one of the Academic Department's chosen 
few. Yet it is a fact. The wild Irishman lost no 
time in proving that the confidence of the natives 
of his home state was not misplaced in him. He 
has always kept a firm grip on his stars. However, 
M. R. has lots of time to devote to things other 
than books. Though he has won no medals, he is 
a boxer of ability. After a few demonstrations on 
Youngster cruise his prowess with the gloves was 
much respected on board the Ohio. 

During Youngster year the Plebes came to look on 
our Li'l Napoleon as a landmark at all the hops. 
From the first dance to the Star Spangled Banner 
he could always be seen piloting some admiring 
femme past the dangers of the stag line. 

His three stripes are the result of three years of 
steady application to duty, and clearly demon- 
strated ability. 

Prof goes out in the Fleet with a host of good 
friends, leaving many more behind and the satisfac- 
tion of knowing he gave every man a square deal. 

Star (4, 3); 
Three Stripes; 
Class Lacrosse (/),• 
Mandolin Club {J); 
Sub Squad (7). 



John Joseph Curley 
Phtladelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Mike" 

' TET'S have a 4 N, one Navy, and three for the 
i^ TEAM! Ready AL-L-L-L-L-L! !" We shut 
our eyes, and once more the scene is before us, — in 
the center of a muddy field, dressed in glaringly 
incongruous whites, under the eyes of thousands, 
OUR Mike, attempting to synchronize the fiendish 
chortling of two thousand maniacs! Did he do it.? 
Well, I hope to shout! 

Some are born with music in their souls. Others 
with the same enviable quality to voice, or look, or 
gesture. But a person with all the music of his 
make-up centered in his pedal extremities! Who- 
ever heard of such a thing? Yes, 'tis true. When 
Mike sings, the surrounding populace moves, if 
physically able. When he dances, we ruin our necks 
and toes trying to get a glimpse of him. 

Mike is short, fat, lazy, good-natured, and con- 
ceited. He claims to have won the low hurdles 
Plebe summer. Yet, he would wear a borrowed suit 
of service which made him look like a dilapidated, 
overstuffed pup rather than climb two flights to get 
his own. When the elevator is not working he is at 
home in Smoke Hall. 

"Don't you know who I am.? Well, I'm MIKE, 
the Navy Cheer Leader!" 

Buzzard; 

Cheer Leader {1). 




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William Ray Millis 
Lyndonville, New York 

" Worm" "Gusano" 

THE Old Worm started out Plebe year to accom- 
plish five things while at the Academy: to drag 
a four-o just once, not to star, not to get stripes, to 
graduate, and lastly to get his knees together. He 
has succeeded in all the great aims except the last. 
William had rather a hectic time Plebe year. He 
wanted to caulk instead of study; and shirts, cufFs, 
and collars were a bore to him around June week. 
The only time Worm got off the conduct grades was 
when they decided to abolish them. 

Youngster year he started dragging his hometown 
four-o with much success, when, just before June 
week rolled around again, he received this out of a 
pure violet sky: "Dear Ray, I went and did it. 
Ain't you sorry? His name is John. He's an officer 
too, I know, because he told me he was a seaman 
gunner. Goodbye forever, Ray." And Ray re- 
covered only when he met the wild women at Rock- 
port, First Class cruise. 

Athletically speaking Ray never developed, but 
rarely do we see brains and brawn combined. He is 
brainy; he won't admit it, but his classmates will. 

Anything with Math in it was fruit for the Worm 
and anything without it was a nightmare. In fact 
he introduced and started the slide rule craze at the 
Academy. 

Breakfast: "No. 3, starboard, gotta shirt on.?" 

"N-no— o sir." 

Buzzard; 
Clean Sleeve. 



James Erskine Hamilton 

Omaha, Nebraska 

"Papoose" "Jaime" "Jimmie" 

THE Cigar Store Indian blew into our midst 
with the War Baby draft late in Plebe summer. 
The sudden change from the dry Nebraska plains 
to the dampness of Crabtown did not noticeably 
affect his appetite. As a matter of fact, he soon 
gained the appellation of Hungry and he has been 
living up to it ever since. Many were the times 
during the day that we would be greeted with the 
words: "Got anything to eat.'" accompanied with 
that contagious smile. 

During Plebe year Leo Parrel and terrible pair 
succeeded in stirring up the wild man lying dor- 
mant in the Papoose. From then on he played 
the lead in all rough houses and his never failing 
vocabulary was an addition to many a gathering. 
We thought that the Papoose was going to be a 
confirmed snake when he broke out during '19's 
June week, but we were mistaken. His drags have 
been spasmodic and far between. 

As a vent for an outlet for his vivacity he selected 
the habitat of Swede Hanson and Gus Weidner for 
the victim of his rough houses. 

Jimmie is ever an apt pupil and he is an interesting 
example of what the Navy can do for you. Further 
he can't help but make good in his chosen pro- 
fession; he's built that way. 

Buzzard; 

Submarine Squad {4, 3, 1). 



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Christopher Noble 

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Charlie" "Chris'" 

CHARLIE is one of those fortunate men who do 
everything well and are duffers at nothing. 
He is thorough and efficient. He has remained an 
eternal enigma to many of his classmates for he is 
neither a fusser nor a Red Mike, neither an athlete 
nor on the weak squad, neither a humorist nor a 
rhino bird, but once you penetrate the shell of a 
retiring disposition, you will find a loyal friend and 
a true gentleman in every sense of the word. 

Charlie has a passion for electricity, such gruesome 
tales as are hidden in the depths of Bullard, Vol. 
n, appealing to his literary taste. He came to us 
with a greater knowledge of things electrical than 
most of us depart with. 

Although not a shining light, he is far from wooden 
and his game with the Academic Departments has 
usually left the chips on his side of the table. 

Modest and unassuming, he is not a hail-fellow- 
well-met sort but he has the distinction of having 
lived three years in close community without having 
lost for a moment the respect of his classmates. When 
he goes into the service, he is bound to command 
the respect of those who come in contact with him. 



Leo Leander Pace 

Guide Rock, Nebraska 

"Leo" "Pop" "Z, Z," 

SOME charming young femme once called him 
the boy with a permanent Marcelle. Yes, that's 
our Leo. This youth hails from Nebraska, out 
where the wheat fields, the buxom farm maids, 'n 
everything abounds. 

Fusser? You're right. He couldn't be anything 
else. When he does drag he drags! Ask him and he 
will tell you, "Cold 4.0's," all of them. He has a 
lingering love for fu-fu of all descriptions and w^hen- 
ever you catch an aroma of Djer Kiss, Bay Rum, 
etc., it can be traced to Leo's boudoir. 

As to studies. Oh, well, they never bother him. Not 
that he stars, he doesn't. Boning is against his 
principles. Give him the Red Book, American or 
Cosmo and he is happy. And don't leave out letter 
writing. Often is a study hour used up in this 
occupation. 

As a whole, Leo is one of the best pals a fellow could 
have. You can't help liking him. A true friend. And 
when it comes to a show down Leo is there, and can 
be always relied on in a pinch to come across with 
all that is in him. 

"How's to let me sleep." 

"Well, I'll be go to hell!" 
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Sterling Thomas Cloughley 
San Francisco, California 
"Cluf "Esty" 
'1\ TAMMA, is the circus coming?" 
ItJ. "No, my dear, that is the Sixteenth com- 
pany." 

The shirtless Sixteenth — the original Red Guard — 
and at their head, if he has decided to attend that 
particular formation, is the champion non-reg three- 
striper of the Regiment, Sterling the Sockless. 

But regs are not the only things he can bust, as the 
Pointers learned when he decided to end the sus- 
pense of a 13-mning Army game by boosting a ball 
an unknown distance m the general direction of his 
beloved San Francisco. And that is only one of the 
many times since Plebe year, when his work in the 
pinches has won him the unquestioned right to be 
called one of the strongest points in the team. 

He has made his bunch of pirates the best-drilled 
company in the Regiment — the Regiment itself 
applauded them the week before the Army game. 
He has two qualities which aren't found as often as 
they might be — modesty and sincere friendliness — 
a friendliness that means something. Those who 
know him are for him. Those who don't, have 
missed something. 

So here's to the Noblest Roman of them all! 

Three Stripes; 
Sub Squad (4, 3, 1); 
N Baseball {4); 
N-Star Baseball (i). 



DwiGHT Hartwell Wilson 

Wichita, Kansas 

"Dutch" "Pug" "Little Nemo" "Dizzy" 

THE Kansas cherub is famous for two things: 
his never failing smile and I.C.S. fussing. For 
anyone, the first needs no comment; the second is 
plam to those who have had to excavate for him in a 
mountain of billet doux, or who have seen ardent 
replies manufactured on his trusty mimeograph. 

His affinity is tobacco. With a Fat cuddled in one 
corner of a cheerful grin he owns the earth. A mem- 
ber of the Radiator Club, a golf fiend, a movie fan, 
a swigger of Herpicide, and a founder of the infa- 
mous "Cofradia," and yet he is savvy. 

He is constitutionally non-reg. Reveille never saw 
him turned out nor late blast in ranks. Plebe year 
his guileless gaze distracted attention or gained 
mercy, but he isn't that innocent now. 

As a pal he is a Lulu. He can do anything from re- 
pairing clocks to reciting "Sam McGee" and to see 
him rolling along like the Whiskey in a seaway is a 
show in itself. 

"One, two, three!" 

"Who'll the lucky woman be?" 

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Burton Beecher Biggs 
Elliott, West Virginia 

"Chief" "Major" " Bijcss" 

THROUGH the darkness of the heavens the 
stars are often hidden. But this does not 
destroy our conviction of their presence. Nor is our 
confidence less in Biggs because he wears no stars 
upon his collar. Behind this dark picture we know 
to be the constellations of wit, of sincerity, and 
friendship, and of an outstanding and ready knowl- 
edge. 

Biggs has a ready laugh and a good line. Possibly 
we may say, like Omar, that he "was never deep in 
anything but wine" — outside of studies — but shows 
a versatility of subject matter nevertheless. 

Among the lighter things of life, the fair sex — for 
we so include them — claim no small share of Bur- 
ton's time and attention. The reputation of the 
service is here upheld, however, for Biggs has 
supreme control over all things femmme. 

Like many of us. Biggs is lazy but gets away with 
it. Cruises are rests from Academic toil — except for 
Nav P-Works — and study hours well-suited to 
Shakespeare, sewing on buttons, arguments with 
Tommy, or Smoke Hall. And while we speak of 
Smoke Hall, let us say that although Biggs has 
sworn ofFskagging as often as he has dragging, he is 
still among those present to our enjoyment. 

friends. Burton 




James Conner Pollock 

Santa Monica, California 

"Polly" " Tarzan" 

OH, Gawd! I wish I was back on the West 
Coast. If I ever get out of this state I'll go so 
far west it will cost a fortune to send me a newspaper. 
Betcha it rains before morning; if it doesn't it will 
snow." But even at that he admits he had a good 
time on the cruise in New York, and at Rockport, 
how he did fall for those little fishermaids! 

The Polak's one ambition was to graduate without 
ever dragging to a hop. We don't know why, 
possibly he was afraid of getting bricked or bricking 
someone else, or again because of those letters from 
'Frisco he used to read every Saturday after the 
Nav P-Work and then lean back and remark — 
"That's the kind of a wife to have." 

Polly never got far in athletics as he played around 
at too many sports to make any one — his favorite 
indoor sport was the gentle art of boxing. Never- 
theless, Polly is Navy through and through and 
has a solid friendship for all who will meet him half- 
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Arthur DeLancy Ayrault, Jr. 

TucKAHOE, New York 

"Del" "Delawncy" 

HAIL, hail, the gang's all Well Holy 
Smoke, who comes here?" It was Arthur 
Delawncy — a little late to be sure, due to a slight 
handicap of too few years — just squeezing in before 
late blast of Plebe summer. This pink-cheeked dark- 
haired lad left his happy home in Tuckahoe to face 
the world and the Academic Department with 
boundless enthusiasm and self-confidence. How- 
ever, this did not keep him off the weak squad — 
he busted in forty out of forty muscles. But what 
is one muscle more or less anyway.? He pulled sat as 
a Youngster but visited Bully regularly First Class 
year. 

About the middle of Youngster year he became real 
ambitious and decided that he would go out and 
grab some honors. He drew slips, the Masqueraders 
won, and First Class year he became chief scene 
shuffler. 

Although possessed of more than his share of good 
looks, Arthur is a member in good standing of Max 
Black's Saturday evening movie show gang. He 
never drags — not because he doesn't want to but — 
"they are such useless things, you know." 
Delawncy, although a natural savoir, failed to star, 
but when Arthur and the Juice gouge disagree they 
work the gouge over. 

Tzvo Stripes, Battalion Adjutant; 
Masqueraders (3); 
Stage Manager, Masqueraders (1); 
Three Stripes. 



William Marion Killingswortii 
Columbia, South Carolina 

"Killy" "Birds" 

KILLY is a typical Southerner. His drawl, his 
easy assurance of manner, his way of saying 
everything as if he really meant it, whether he does 
or not, as well as his many conquests of members of 
the fair sex, unmistakably mark him as hailing 
from the Sunny South. And he is so proud of it that 
he'd rather run a plantation in the Game Cock State 
than be the wealthiest broker on Wall Street. 

He fusses regularly but seldom drags the same girl 
twice. His average is nearly sat, in spite of the fact 
that he once dragged blind. If you want to find out 
about that just ask him but do it on the run. He's 
absolutely at home with a pen in his hand (provided 
there's someone nearby to help him spell). 1 here's 
just one handwriting whose absence really troubles 
him and when the letter doesn't appear on time he 
bilges in everything until it arrives. 

Studies never bothered Killy. Youngster year he 
was an authorityon fiction magazines, but First Class 
year he spurned such frivolous forms of relaxation 
and spent most of his spare time (and much that 
wasn't so spare) in sound and blissful slumber. 

"Say, wake me up when formation busts, will you ?' 

"And Killingsworth seems to be such a nice boy, 
too." 

Buzzard; 
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George Horatio LaFontaigne Peet 

New York City 

" Ezrie" "Peter" ''Duke" "English" 

ROLLING stone and a soldier of fortune. 

The synchronism of this man's name and per- 
sonality is one of the remarkable discoveries that 
his closest friends have unearthed. Pete's first 
name, "George," represents the English blood in his 
veins, aided by his distinctly British air which was 
acquired in his boyhood. Plunging further into his 
name as well as his personality we come upon 
"Horatius." That is Greek, we believe, and must 
account for Pete's incorrigible desire to be big and 
strong. He loves to conquer — anything and every- 
thing. 

Look again! We see La Fontaigne and think we 
have fathomed Pete at last with his fluent line of true 
Parisian French, acquired during seven years in 
France, and his polished manners. 

Finally we see Ezrie's base name "Peet!" It brings 
him down to earth again into our midst and dis- 
closes him as a regular-built dyed-in-the-wool 
Yankee. A continual source of interest is Pete. A 
gentleman and a scholar and a judge ot good 
whiskey. 



John Cave Rule 
St. Louis, Missouri 

'Johnnie" "Spruder" " Eaglebeak" 



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JUST take a look at Spruder and then you can 
wonder why he held the honor of being the 
rarest specimen of Plebe at the Academy.? His fame 
was established the first day of Plebe year when he 
was told to look wild. From that time he was court 
jester to many a tired and down-hearted Upper 
Classman. 

He is a charter member of the Oil Stove Society 
and possesses an unusual non-reg ability for getting 
away with things. On the cruise it was Spruder 
who put the pep into liberty and when it came to 
work it was also Spruder who did the caulking. 

Johnny is an all-round athlete and he has done 
much to promote the spirit of sportsmanship at the 
Naval Academy. His most cherished forms of 
athletics are walking which he reserves especially 
for Wednesday and Saturday afternoons and 
aesthetic dancing in which he excels. Plebe year he 
was a valuable asset to the fencing team, but when, 
because of his erratic aim, a new coach was needed, 
Johnnie decided to lay off. 

Spruder's wanderings on shipboard in search of a 
safe caulking place has given him an intimate 
knowledge of naval construction which should 
prove invaluable when he hits the Fleet. 

Buzzard. 



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Francis Xavier McInerney 
Cheyenne, Wyoming 

"Mac" "Jake" 

SOMEONE once said of Mac that he was as 
steady as a church-spire, but this is not correct; 
church-spires have been known to blow down or 
topple over, or otherwise disport themselves in an 
un-church-spire-like manner, but not so Mac. 
He's just as steady and level headed as the day is 
long, and when you add to this an inexpressible 
fund of wholesome good humor and incurable 
optimism you have a thumbnail sketch of one 
of '21'$ most likeable personalities. 

The less said of Mac's Academic life the better, for 
as a natural savoir Mac is an efficient laundry maid. 
There were many dark days as we plunged deeper 
into those little books "written especially for the 
use of midshipmen," but with the aid of the 
Wyoming State Tribune and the aforementioned 
habit of refusing to see anything but the silver 
lining, Mac has weathered the gale and fooled them 
all. 

We'll be scattered to the four winds soon, but 
wherever we are, Mac, here's to you. The clan will 
never gather without drawing up a chair for the 
absent Jake, for he's left his impression. 

Buzzard. 



Talbot Smith 

Rawlins, Wyoming 

"Red" "Smittie" "Squirt" 

THE day that Red decided to cast his lot with 
the Navy was a lucky one for the class of '21, 
for he has done a world of good in chasing away 
that rhino feeling — no one can be rhino with him 
around. Always ready to start something. Red 
has created many anxious moments for the gang. 
He was the originator of the famous Goose Grease 
and has made his friends the objects of his ex- 
periments. 

Each Saturday found Talbot stepping over to 
Luce Hall to give the femmes a treat and succeeded 
in captivating a good share of them with that un- 
failing line of his. One of these days one of them 
will take him seriously and then — 

Near the end of Youngster year the two Reds took 
a sail in a half-rater which they will never forget. 
First Class cruise and the Florida found Red in his 
old role of originator. More than once did R. P. P. 
slam the axe on him. 

Talbot is sure to be successful in whatever he 
undertakes for he has the faculty for doing things. 
His shipmates will find him a true pal and steady 
worker. 

"Here's Tuba! Bust out the Foo-foo!" 

Buzzard; 
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Bryan Cobb Harper 

Little Rock, Arkansas 

"Thug" 

MR. HARPER, are you out of order?" Our 
young hero, taking his cue from that classic 
which has immortalized the sacred name of Arkan- 
sas, emphatically replies "? * * I — I'm out of 
order." Whereupon an admiring yegg giggles 
"Ain't he the thug, though," and it stuck. One 
glance at his benighed countenance and the Thug 
appellation appears anomalous. But those rookies 
who had the pleasure of drilling under B. C. and who 
were cussed into a decentdrillingcompany First Class 
cruise will vouch for its appropriateness. 

Having early in life worked out for himself a phil- 
osophy of clean living and having lived up to it 
without visible effort on ostentation throughout his 
21 years, Bryan has been a decided stabilizing in- 
fluence in the lives of his wild and Bolshevik room- 
mates. 

The honorable B. C. coming fresh from the yellow 
journalism of a Southern sheet gleefully hopped into 
the serving or rather the nursing of our old stand-by 
"The Log," into the ambitious periodical of today. 
After three years of battling with one o'clock taps 
and six o'clock reveille his efforts have been crowned 
by seeing his beloved staff the first to receive the 
iNt pin authorized by the Commandant as a rec- 
ognition of the Log's value to the Academy. 

Buzzard; 

Log Staff {4, 3); 

Editor Log (1). 



Ralph Edward McShane 
Baltimore, Maryland 

"Mac" "Mick" "Irish" 

BECAUSE he has been a hard worker ever since 
we have known him; because he is a star man; 
because he is a three striper; but chiefly because 
when the day's work is done and the pipes are lit 
down in Smoke Hall, you would never guess that he 
is any of these, we nominate Mac for our own Hall 
of Fame. 

Mac is possessed of an uncommon persistency that 
has kept him busy in a widely varied field of en- 
deavor. Instead of following the line of least 
resistance, like so many of the rest of us, and easing 
through the course without undue exertion, he has 
been one of the Log's standbys, he has done his bit 
for this Lucky Bag, and he has played on and 
managed our first soccer team. Ralph even took 
a fling at lacrosse until he was convinced by a 
Second Classman who swung a mean stick that the 
game was just a bit too rough. 

At the hops Mac has been ever present. More per- 
sistency, or perhaps it's just that tendency to join 
every crowd and make it listen to him. 

If ever we come around a turret to hear a division 
told "Stand at attention now and carry your hands 
back all along" we will know that we've found 
Mac and his grin on the job. 

Three Stripes; 

Star (J); 

Class Lacrosse (7); 

Manager Soccer Team (/); 

Soccer Team (3, 1); 

Log Staff (3,1). 




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Carl Henry Reynolds 
Brooklyn, New York 
"Jack" "Red" "Dutch" 

JACK came to us straight from Flatbush and 
with him came an unusual ability, as well as 
desire, to enjoy life to the fullest extent. And still 
more to his credit is the fact that he has retained 
that same ability and desire through his three 
round Academic struggle. 

But then it hasn't been such a great struggle for 
this good-natured son of the Great City. He seems 
to have been blessed with his full quota of that 
valuable quality known as savviness. No, you 
won't find any glittering stars on his collar, although 
the Executive Department did show their appre- 
ciation of his ability by pmnmg one over the bird. 
Being of a musical turn of mind, you can always find 
him after a meal in the very center of that little 
knot around the piano, emitting clouds of har- 
monious smoke. His rendition of some of the old 
favorites such as "That Is Not the Reason" are 
notorious. 

Is he a snake.'' We ask you — give a look! And 
as for hops — until he took to the canoe and all its 
charms he never missed one. 

Buzzard. 



Roland Ernest Simpson 
Pana, Illinois 

"f'enus" "Simp" " Roly" "Pany Boy" 

ROL\' hails from Pana, the Garden Spot of 
Christian County, and he has been singing its 
praises since entering, while on the other hand, the 
Pana Palladium has responded with many flatter- 
ing write-ups, including the famous one, "Pana 
Boy with Pershing." 

Before entering the Academy, Venus had a pre- 
paratory course in the Gyrenes, in which he fought 
Spigs, in Santo Domingo pounded the typewriter, 
and laid the foundations for his grease with the 
English Department. He evidently liked the life, 
for he has been a Marine Corps booster ever since. 
His familiar hippopotamus waddle in infantry will 
make a big hit in the next tropical revolution. 

Simp did quite a little snaking Youngster year, 
dragging down eight or ten bricks at once and earn- 
ing a permanent hold on the Second Company 
Enameled Terra Cotta. 

Simp early learned wha; regulations did not mean, 
and was consequently often mentioned in morning 
orders. He became notorious by a Plebe expe- 
dition to Washington with the D. O., and was 
finally lost to civilization First Class cruise at 
Boston, where the sirens at Nantasket lured him 
down. 

Venus has been too angelic for such heavy work as 
athletics, though his plunges have been many. 
He'll do well on a horse, if it has a strong back. 

Buzzard. 



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Howard Hanson Hubbell 

St. Louis, Missouri 

-JVampus" "Bubbles" "Hub" 

THE best way to obtain an insight into the true 
characteristics of this loyal son of Missouri is 
by taking a good look at him. All of his inclinations 
stand out prominently. Lazy, and consequently 
always sleepy, that's Wamp all over. Although be- 
longing to the 40% he is one of those naturally 
savvy men. He has never had any worry Academi- 
cally speaking since joining the ranks of Uncle Sam's 
pampered pets. 

He is a fusser of the first order. Entertainmg the 
fair sex six of the seven days of the week is by no 
means an uncommon feat of his. Although he drags 
from W. B. & A. and occasionally from Philly his 
heart is, if we believe him, out in the Missouri 
Metropolis. 

The fact that he is not a star man together with his 
naturally non-reg disposition speaks well for his 
efficiency upon which basis alone he was awarded 
three stripes. Ask anyone in the old sixth who is the 
best three striper in the Regiment. True as steel, 
Wamp will make good in the Service as he has here 
at the Academy, which is all sufficient. 

"Hub, where do you get that stuff." 

Three Stripes; 
Class Lacrosse [1); 
Director Y. M. C. A. 



Roy Clare Hudson 

Big Rapids, Michigan 

"R. C." "Hud" 

HUD and his winning little smile settled down 
among us late in Plebe summer and one of 
his first acts was to win a black "N" flirting with 
Lady Nicotine. His wavy hair has always been a 
drawing card and a large and voluminous corre- 
spondence is his fate. However there is one in 
particular, for he has been known to wax impatient 
for a certain pink tinted letter. And rumor has it 
that he has disposed of a miniature. 

Roy's activities, however, have not been entirely 
Terpsichorean. A promising career on the football 
squad was cut short Plebe year by an extended 
visit to "the little home beyond the grave." Noth- 
ing daunted he gave up a week of that precious 
First Class leave to follow the pigskin and won a 
place on the class team as a result of his efforts. 

Huddy gained the reputation among his "twenty- 
three roommates" Plebe year of giving the best he 
had in him and he has lived up to it steadily. 

We look for big things from you, Roy. 

"He is one of the handsomest men I have ever 
seen." 

Three Stripes; 
Football Hustlers (4); 
Class Football Team (/). 





Burns MacDonald, Jr. 

San Francisco, California 

"Mac" "Bums" 

DID you ever meet one of those happy-go-lucky 
chaps who just winks his eye and laughs at the 
worst as well as the best? Well, that's Mac all over. 
"\'ou can search the Seven Seas for a man with such a 
winning chuckle. You've simply got to feel at home 
around Burns, Jr. 

Burns MacDonald, Jr. is handsome but not par- 
ticular. He divides his attention equally among 
blondes, brunettes, and Baptists. He has an easy 
way of getting along equally well at a roughhouse or 
a reception, — just as he has an easy way of offering 
you a Pall Mall and then saying "Gimme a Fat." 

Mac always preferred to get rid of his surplus 
energy over in the gym as he darn well pleased rather 
than working with any athletic squad, altho he put 
in a season with the Plebe crew squad. One could 
count on finding Mac hanging around the wrestling 
mat after drill, waiting for the first comer. The 
first time was usually enough, too, — for the comer. 

Mac earned his stripes. "You can't keep a good 
man down." It will always be so with Mac. He has 
that way of coming out on top whether it's work, 
play, or a free-for-all. 

Two Stripes. 



Allan Edward Julin 

New Haven, Connecticut 

"Julep" "Al" 

JUST imagine, if you can, a New Englander with a 
mechanical, endless flow of pungent wit — with- 
out repetition. Miracle of miracles, yet 'tis true! 
His presence inspires silence and an attentive ear, 
"for who would speak when his words play 
boomerang?" 

Useful, indeed, is the man who can cause smiles to 
break forth on Sunday eve. Or he who can make 
the engine room watch forget the battened down 
hatches and shut off blowers during a target run at 
sea with a "I heard a good one somethin' like 
this — ." 

Ambitious? Sweet spirits of Nitre! Our Julep 
tasted the bitter cup of defeat, when after three 
months' labor with three diags in view, he saw on 
his pass book — Buzzards 316.75. 

Initiative versus inclination is the everlasting 
battle of the elements in Julep's versatile bean. 
Whether 'tis more comfortable to exist in idle seclu- 
sion than noble to toil at the proverbial grindstone — 
that is the question. For the Academics there is but 
one answer — negative execute. But for a pal in 
need? Hell, yes! 

"Speaking of navigation; did you ever see George 
McManus cross Time Square?" 



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Renwick Smedberg McIver 

At Large 
"Mac" "Renzzvick" "George" 
ENZWICK was born in Alaska — a country 



very similar to Norway — and though it was too 
cold to fish, he enjoyed his stay there immensely. 
After leaving Alaska, he journeyed down to the 
Philippines where he acquired the sun-kissed cheeks 
for which he is well-known and justly famous. Then 
after traveling all over the globe and seeing all 
there was to be seen, he arrived here. 

Tall, handsome, dashing, his winning ways soon 
gained for him a place on the hop committee. Every 
Sunday night, Mac swore to drag no more and to 
join the ranks of the Red Mikes, but the next Sat- 
urday saw him fussing again. 

However, his athletic tendencies were not confined 
to hops, for he is no stranger to the gym and he 
coxed the Plebes to victory his first year; and since 
then, has made his letter in tennis. So far as the All- 
Academics are concerned, he came mighty near cap- 
turing the little gold satellite. 

As an all-around good scout and a real shipmate, he 
can't be beaten and if you don't believe us, ask any 
man in '21. 

"Boy, wasn't she a queen.'"' 

Buzzard; 

Plebe Summer Tennis Singles Champ.; 

Coxszvain Plebe Crew {4); 

Crew Numerals (4); 

TNT (3); 

Hop Committee (/). 



Lloyd Lincoln Tower 
Pepperell, Massachusetts 
"Hon" 

ILOYD came from the state which produces more 
-^ star men than all the others put together, but 
in spite of his Boston accent, he didn't seem to care 
much about holding up the average of his state. He 
is comfortably savvy, can usually get a sat mark 
with very little study and still have time for a 
roughhouse. 

Plebe year Lloyd decided to become a member of 
the crew squad. Having made up his mind a six 
weeks' siege of mumps did not keep him out of his 
seat in the Plebe crew which rowed in the Henley. 
During Youngster cruise when a stroke for a cutter 
crew was needed Lloyd took the job. In the race 
for the Lysistrata Cup his crew won easily thereby 
having their names added to the cup. Class foot- 
ball gave him a chance to show that on a class team 
he could do his bit with the others even though he 
had not gone out for the squad. 

Is he a fusser.? No! Why.? Just keep track of the 
number of letters that arrive from Wellesley during 
one week and you will have your answer. He goes 
to hops but is usually found in the stag line. 

We are glad to have known you, Lloyd, and we are 
for you all the time. 

Plebe Crew (4); 
Crew Numerals (4); 
Crew Squad {3, 1); 
One Stripe. 





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Frederick: Guion Clay 
Plainfield, New Jersey 
•" "Freddie" "Cupid" "Kewpie" 



OH! Look at that little boy; he looks like a 
high school boy. How can he be in charge 
of a company?" 

That young and innocent expression which you see 
on his face has never failed to get him by the most 
cautious young ladies and the Executive Depart- 
ment. 

A graduate of Culver, a fighter and an experimental 
authority on life in Cuba, his snappy military atti- 
tude and sense of duty mingles well with his 
"tropical" tendencies. His three stripes are evi- 
dence of his attitude and sense of duty. When you 
see him leading his "harmony ticklers" as they 
render a sentimental Spanish ballad with just the 
proper amount of jazz on their mandolins, you will 
understand the rest. 

Cupid is a man of very decided opinions. He backs 
them up with cold cash too. Those on prohibition 
and what constitutes common sense are as inter- 
esting as they are definite. Although a strict dis- 
ciplinarian he has more than his share of real 
friends, for he is as square as one of his beloved 
"African golf balls." He has been the life of more 
than one party. 

"Do I really look so young.?" 

"Now at Culver they didn't — " 

Mandolin Club {4, 3); 
President Mandolin Club (I); 
Champion Featherweight Boxer (4); 
Three Stripes. 



Wendell Gray Switzer 
ToPEKA, Kansas 

"Windy" "Switz" 

MEE 1 Windy Switzer who gave up a care-free 
corn-fed existence on the rolling prairies of 
bleeding Kansas to become a sailor. 

Windy, however, needs no introduction, for his 
never failing good nature and generous disposition 
have won him the friendship of all who know him. 
Strictly non-greasy, he is one of that rare specie that 
can read the Cosmo all through study period and go 
over to class and get by with velvet. 

Although not an inveterate snake, he is no dead 
one when it comes to the temmes, as several young 
innocents could testify. While in Boston on the 
cruise he took a sudden interest in art. Indeed, it 
was even rumored that he had engaged a model, but 
this proved false. 

First Class year all of his friends who courted Lady 
Nicotine agreed that he had one of the finest ten- 
dencies in Bancroft. 

Windy possesses two things which make for suc- 
cess in the Navy: common sense and a sense of 
humor. 

Buzzard. 



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Clarence Edward Olsen 
Waukegan, Illinois 
"Ole' "Oley" "Swede" 

OLEV came into our ranks early in June 1917 — 
receiving benefit from the teachings of the 
late-departed class of '18, — but being very un- 
assuming in his ways, he did not make himself 
known to many of us during Plebe summer. As Ac 
year rolled around the Swede promptly rose toward 
the upper border of our class in a manner common 
to a savoir, but at the last minute he grew supersti- 
tious and refused a star. 

Youngster year he confined his attentions to 
letters and photography, giving little thought to 
Calc and Skinny, but his marks dropped very little. 
First Class year he became one of the boys— bilging 
an exam every now and then, but he couldn't hit 
a bush. 

Ole remained a true Red Mike until deep into 
Youngster year, and after one jump into the realm 
of our alluring hops, he swore to be a Red Mike for- 
ever. Later, however, he was again tempted, 
with better results. 

Swede went out for basketball every year, but got 
no further than the training table, for they need 
but five men on the team. 

He has a way of making good, so we shall know 
that our best wishes for his success as an officer will 
be realized. 

C. P. 0.; 

d-etball Squad (J, 1): 
iaskftball Nu mends; 
One Stripe. 




Willis Newman Rogers 

Orlando, Florida 

"Buck" 

A MAN.? Yes. A gentleman? Yes. A good 
scout.? Yea, bo! We hope to tell you. Our 
knock 'em cold boy comes from Florida, and perhaps 
this is one of the reasons why we find the Newport 
girls there in the winter. 

. After giving the Navy a two-year tryout Buck 
decided it was the place for him, took the entrance 
exams, and landed here just in time to Nvelcome the 
Upper Classes back from Sep leave. Owing to a late 
start and an aversion to telling the Profs all he knew, 
he began his Academic career in the basement — 
scholastically as well as literally. But you can't 
keep a good man down, and so it has been with Buck. 

Of all the Red Mikes who conscientiously avoided 
the gym on Saturday nights, this man wins the cast 
steel dancing pumps. But time works wonders. 

If you want a friend who is with you to the last 
gun, from parading the streets of New York to giv- 
ing you his last nickel, ask Molly about the man who 
took care of him for two years— Buck Rogers. 



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James Simpson MacKinnon 

Juneau, Alaska 

"Mack" 

MACK started his Naval career by being the first 
entry in '21. Much to the glee of '18 they 
found he came from Alaska where in the winter it is 
much too cold to fish. When later he was shanghaied 
to the Barracks that Eskimo sang concerning 
"Kahlah Klah." The "Bewitching Igloo Lass," ren- 
dered in choicest original Indian would invariably 
let him carry on. On the strength of this classic he 
was bidden to grace the choir. 

A Northern blue-eyed twinkle and a natural 
friendliness of nature made a host of friends for the 
blonde Norseman which resulted in his election as 
Class President, and well has he steered us through 
the vicissitudes of varied admmistrations. 

After his unfortunate effort on Youngster leave to 
drag two different girls to two different dances in 
two different parts of town at one and the same time, 
one would think that even this trail-hardened 
"sourdough" would balk at the femmes. But ask 
our Simpson about that cigarette case he left in 
Boston on First Class cruise, and about the time he 
gave a learned discourse on Alaska to a Sunday 
school. 

"Sir the Regiment is Formed." 

Football Numerals {4); 
Class President {4, 3, 1); 
Three Stripes; 

Chairman Honor Committee; 
Chairman Ring Committee. 



Oliver Dyer Colvin, Jr. 

Seattle, Washington 

"Collie" "Savvy" "O.D., Jr." "Officer of the Day" 

MORT says that Ollie looks like he was saying, 
"What! only a 3.8.? Why I'm Colvin!" every 
time he went to class. And Mort ought to know. 

Colvin and Mack started in together when they 
were humble Plebes — or as humble as they considered 
necessary — and together they have been ever since. 
"Colvin and MacKinnon" sounds as familiar as 
"Johnson and Ainsmith " used to sound to Washing- 
ton fans. 

Ollie claims that the state of Washington is the 
garden spot of the world and if the number that 
tried for ships at Puget Sound is any mdication the 
boy may be right. When it comes to snaking he is 
the past master of that art (or science). Treat them 
as if they were dust seemed to be the thing until just 
after the Army game. 

He rates his title of Yard Engineer and his choice 
in general is fine when it comes to femmes, chow, 
shows, or reading matter. Particularly shows and 
reading matter. Ask the postmaster — he knows lots 
of things if he'd only tell. 

Ollie talks Dago, Russian and Italian but when he 
can't talk with his hands he turns on the English 
and then — stand by for a run. Here's luck, Ollie, 
just carry on. 

Regimental Four Stripes; 
Star (4, 3); 
Log Staff (3); 
Choir (4); 
Masqueraders (/). 



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Mortimer Edgerton Serat, Jr. 

Lincoln, Nebraska 

"Mort" "Valeska" 

THE first thing that strikes you when you meet 
Valeska is a contagious laugh and an always 
evident smile. What matter it that there is nothing 
to smile about; Mort finds something pleasant in the 
most hopeless of situations. 

As the result of an Executive Department spree, 
Mortimer was advanced from the command of the 
First Battalion to the command of the Regiment. 
In both capacities he did his work well and may well 
be satisfied. Also, Valeska is savvy — quite so — and 
used it to good advantage when his desire to do so 
prompted him. This he not always did because 
when it comes to ambition he resembles very much 
a person whose only desire in life is to find a place 
where he can sleep forever and have someone feed 
him when he is hungry and too tired to move him- 
self. His eternal excuse is "Aw, I'm going up and 
caulk." 

But in spite of his idiosyncrasies, Valeska is human. 
We'll never forget the time we met him in NewYork 
the night of the Army game dizzily trying to con- 
vince Carl that they should go home to the hotel. 

"Let's go home." 

Lucky Bag Staff; 
Honor Committee {3); 
Five Stripes; 
Masqueraders (4); 
Star (4, 3). 



Frank Charles McClure 
St. Louis, Missouri 

"Mac" "Whitey" "Fancy" 

SINCE the day Mac entered the Academy he has 
been full of pep, fun, and good sportsmanship. 
The thing that impresses you first and last about 
Mac is that he is a mighty good, clean sport. He 
will take a chance on anything and usually wins, 
but he is not in the least dejected if he loses. 

Although Mac is not an "American" athlete, he 
is captain of the sub squad and has been engaged in 
almost all kinds of non-athletic activities, including 
the Lucky Bag. Mac has always been a ring leader of 
the Red Mikes, and with one or two very sad ex- 
ceptions the most tempting descriptions of would-be 
blind drags have failed to lure him from his course. 
But in spite of this we have inside dope that out in 
St. Louis, his own city of breweries and pretzel 
factories, our Mac was violently dethroned by a 
fair little lady, and accordingly will use his unin- 
terrupted sub squad lessons in a last exhibition of 
swimming off the sea wall in June with the rest of 
the future Benedicts. 

As classmates, we know that in this man of little 
boning and much savviness, we have a comrade and 
friend to be proud of. 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Honor Committee (3); 

Star (4, 3); 

Tzvo Stripes; 

Class Supper Committee; 

German Committee. 



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Guy Chadwick 
Old Lyme, Connecticut 

''Chad" 

THOSE weeks spent with '18 were full of strange 
experiences for he was a savvy Plebe and kept 
old seventh's non-reg band of file closers on the 
guess. 

Guy shined brightly as a model in Professor 
Bell's daily dancing deliriums. Coupled with Russ 
Talbot he ranked with the most accomplished dis- 
ciples of the Terpsichorean art. 

Like a true sport Chadwick picked his sport and 
did his best at it in consistent effort. He cham- 
pioned the oar and liked a seat in a shell above drags 
or fruit sundaes. 

Chad's daring spirit made him jump ship to get 
among the bright lights of Yorktown's great white 
way. He called his excursions cross-country walks 
but there is some doubt whether somebody's pies 
or somebody's face was at the root of the matter. 

His memory for names is confined to hit and miss 
letters. He can give you graphic ideas of the inci- 
sive deduction required to find a girl whose name 
holds an m, s and /. Rotten luck, she had a date 
after it took him a week to figure out her name and 
address. 

"Aw, I say, Fve got to walk extra duty. That C. 
P. 0. went and put me down for being late to forma- 
tion." 

Buzzard; 
Choir {4, 3, 1); 
Glee Club {4, 3); 
Crezv Squad (4, 3). 



Richard F. Cross, Jr. 
Wilmington, Delaware 
"Madame" ''Dick" "Red" 

WI 1 H his big blue eyes and bewitching curl, 
Madame cuts quite a path among the fair sex. 
Unfortunately he lives only for the "little girls at 
home." Yes, Dick is already very much married 
and his daily letter is the envy of many. 

In duty, as in love, Madame is conscientious, which 
fact was evidenced by his rapid promotion. Parlor 
activities or "Thipping Thider" at Shanley's never 
had a grip on Dick, but, that cruise in New York 
gave him plenty of opportunity to see the "wife." 

Academic work has been plain sailing for Dick and 
his practical knowledge in Steam has helped many 
over the rough spots. Madame has great persua- 
sive powers, ask any Second Classman, he has a way 
of convincing you that you are wrong that doesn't 
leave any sour thoughts when he reports all lates. 

To us Dick is a man. One of the kind who are a 
great help to those in trouble. Wherever he goes 
his messmates will find him an efficient officer and 
a pal. 

Buzzard; 

Chief Petty Officer; 

One Stripe. 








Frederick Donald Kime 
Kane, Pennsylvania 

" Omar''' 

TO really appreciate Omar's point of view you 
should see, beg pardon, you should hear him 
about four minutes after reveille. Omar doesn't 
talk fast, but the original Khayyam doesn't have a 
thing on this son of Pennsylvania when it comes to 
getting the maximum meaning per mouthful. 

However, everyone likes Kime. He's easy-going 
almost to the point of a vice, and he packs a ready 
smile, never fails to impress one with its sincerity 
and friendliness. Omar has a good hne and, al- 
though he's a confirmed Red Mike, he claims that he 
can tell the boys a few things about the femmes. 

A character sketch of Kime would be inexcusably 
incomplete if it failed to mention his unusual ability 
for learning and rendering Kipling and Service, and 
the ardent and devoted way in which he defends the 
now famous little town that sent him here. 

"Yes, boys, Kane is the most beautiful, wonderful. 
progressive little town in the East!" 

Buzzard; 

Sub Squad (4, 3,1). 



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Theodore O'Hara Molloy 

Yuma, Arizona 

"Mickey" "Molly" "Irish" 

HAT'S in a name.? Some are born great, 
others have greatness thrust upon them, and 
others claim it by right of eccentricity. If one is an 
Irishman by pedigree and carries the map on his 
face, let him be known to posterity as the Mick. To 
the untutored, Arizona is the land of deserts, cactus, 
and the prairie dog, but Molloy claims that it has its 
redeeming features. 

Mick had the misfortune to be relegated to the 
Barracks Plebe year and managed to completely 
efface himself until First Class year when he emerged 
as a P. O. with the implied distinction attached 
thereto. 

Due either to innate simplicity of character, 
youth, or lack of experience and association Mick 
received his diploma without a complete education. 
Women have remained to him a complete enigma 
from the time of entering until the time of leaving 
these lovelorn walls. He has the advantage of going 
forth, however, with the world before him, which is 
more than can be said for the many less fortunate 
who are sophisticated. 

Hard work and the steadiness of purpose which 
characterized Molloy's stay at the Academy took 
him through the mill quietly and smoothly. 

Buzzard. 





Leonard LeBaron Lyons, Jr. 

Mobile, Alabama 

"Barry" "Count" " LeB" 

THE light that Hes in woman's eyes. 
Has been my heart's undoing." 

Barry didn't write those hnes but he surely has 
lived them. Browning's poor duchess who loved all 
that she looked upon and whose looks went every- 
where, didn't have a thing on "Eaglebeak." He is 
so susceptible to the charms of Southern girls that 
he has nearly worn out the Western Union wiring 
compliments and notices to three of the four in- 
vited to the hop, that he is sick. He bought so many 
class pins that he got them for half price, and he 
himself says that he has ordered three miniatures. 
If he ever gets married he'll have to elope and wire 
regrets to the rest of his fiancees after it's over. 

Barry has a "Mobile" nose, an "I'm from Ala- 
bama" expression, a globe-trotter attitude, and 
the manners of a Chesterfield. And you'd never 
guess it, but he's a little bit conceited.' He doesn't 
tell anybody, but he really thinks he's pretty good 
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Ralph Orsen Myers 

St. Petersburg, Florida 

"R. 0." "Harvard" "Reserve Officer" "Ralph" 

ANY man who goes on duty every single holiday 
l\. Plebe year e.xcites our pity. And any man who 
fusses every single Saturday Youngster year excites 
our envy or sympathy, according to our disposi- 
tion. Despite the fact that the same unappeasable 
fate which put him on duty Christmas Day two 
years in succession usually arranges anything from 
a train wreck to a spell of flu to prevent the fair 
draggee from arriving, you will always find Ralph 
at the hop. 

His activities are all confined to the gym, when not 
on the dance floor. His idle moments are spent in 
the fencing loft practising the parries and lunges. 
Ralph has no little skill with the foil and sabre. 

R. O. is a worker as well as a snake. He believes 
in making every minute count and is one of the few 
of that belief who put it into practise. Determin- 
ation and persistence are his strong points, and with 
these two helpers he always gets there. Ralph is 
quiet, with a sense of humor that is not boisterous, 
and a seriousness that is not oppressive. He can 
take whatever comes without a grumble; he can see 
the product of hard work swept away, and go right 
to work again. Ralph has a good mind and he will 
make up the diff"erence between "good" and "bril- 
liant" by hard work. 

Myers has the confidence and friendship of every 
man who has come in contact with him. 

Buzzard; 

Fencing Squad (7). 




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Carlton Shugg 

Needham, Massachusetts 

''Carl" 

NO, the picture on exhibition here isn't an 
example of modern art entitled "Prize- 
fighter in Midshipman's Full Dress" — it's Shugg. 
He wears a seven and five-eighths cap, but you 
couldn't get all the brains he carries under any- 
thing less. Doesn't look savvy, does he, but really 
a Prof treed him with a 3.0 once and the Academic 
building shuddered. 

Take another look at that photograph. White 
tried to earn his thirty-five dollars, but even Michael 
Angelo couldn't have disguised that look of cold 
disdain. You could tell a mile off that he had no 
thought for the lighter things of life, couldn't you.? 
Well, pass over the chips, you lose, because you 
have never made a liberty with Carl. 

Those of the Florida gang will long remember his 
midnight cruise on the berth deck. He took a 
departure from the midshipmen's compartment and 
ran for about twenty minutes by dead reckoning. 
A Marc St. Hilaire on the scuttle butt showed him 
to be about eight frames from his calculated posi- 
tion, so he hove to in a cot until he could get an 8 
a. m. sight. 

No man in the class could work harder when it was 
time for work, or play harder when it was time tor 
play. He is a rare mixture of brains, horse-sense, 
and good fellowship. 

Star (4, 3,1); 
four Stripes. 



Morgie" "Savvy" 

MORGAN knew more about the Service when he 
came in than most of us do now. If you 
don't believe it get him started talking about his 
Lieut. Com. friends or how he used to cox a tug from 
Norfolk to Old Point when he could only reach the 
bottom of the wheel. He came in here as a war baby. 
His white works were his first. The boy could play 
tennis though. He and Mclver started by cleaning 
up the Academy in doubles and they've been at it 
ever since. First Class year he started wrestling and 
what he showed in the one match he was in proved 
the Navy missed a good grappler by his failure to go 
out sooner. 

On account of being a Navy Junior, Morgan has 
to smoke a good deal and any way he has a natural 
hankering that way. It's not so much the amount 
he drags as the way he does it. How he managed to 
lead his class is beyond the scope of this work but it 
seemed to come easy because he found time to pull 
part of the Batt sat while he did it. 

Four Stripes; 

Star (4, 3, 1); 

Tennis Team TNT; 

Academy Doubles Championship (3); 

Class Tennis Champion (4); 

Wrestling Squad (/). 



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John Davitt Corrigan 

Clymer, Pennsylvania 

''Szcede" ''John D." "Jack" 

WHAT'S your name, Mister?" 
"Corrigan, sir." 

"Where you from?" 

"Corrigan, sir." 

"Aw! where you from.?" 

"Clymer, sir, Pennsylvania, sir." 

"I thought so; shine your shoes, you big Swede." 

Just why John D. never went out for football is 
still an unsolved mystery, for no one ever enjoyed 
a rough-house more than this wild-eyed Sinn 
Feiner. Being one of those people who can start 
a scrap without a quarrel, he is surely a qualified 
lacrosse player. 

His reputation as an English or Dago Savoir was 
slightly undermined by the respective Acadeniic 
Departments. Frequently they kept him guessing 
as to whether his monthly mark would be in red or 
blue. 

Up until the First Class cruise, Swede was listed 
among the Red Mikes. But that cruise on the 
Oklahoma, the tea-fights in Norfolk, and "Another 
Good Man Gone Wrong." 

Aside from being a founder of the "Horizontal 
Club," John D. has done little but live up to the 
principles promulgated by that worthy organiza- 
tion. We hope, however, to live long enough to 
see him use some of that energy we know he pos- 
sesses. 

Buzzard; 

Lacrosse Numerals (3); 

Lacrosse Squad. 



Ramsom Kirby Davis 

Gainesville, Florida 

"Dave" 

WHEN Dave embarked on his seagoing career 
he brought with him all the reticent, peaceful, 
and easy-going mannerisms so common among the 
soft evening breezes and nodding palms of sunny 
Florida. These qualities were great assets during 
Plebe year and he made it easily and smoothly with 
few pap sheets and little extra duty. 

After English was buried Youngster year, the rest 
was fruit for him. Math or Mechanics seemed to 
emanate from his fertile brain as do the lightning 
results of a slide rule under deft fingers. It was of no 
wonder that the end of the year saw him perched 
among the satellites. 

It took a three months' summer cruise in Brooklyn 
Navy Yard and the Great White Way to animate 
Dave's dormant genius as a fusser and an adept 
pupil of the shimmie. First Class year saw his 
smiling countenance at nearly every hop, ever 
striving to increase his knowledge of the femmes. 
May it be said that even here his cool calculating 
brain did not desert him, he fell for none, neither 
did he dream. 

Broad-minded, unselfish, never taking advantage 
of a less savvy classmate, Dave will find a welcome 
where'er he goes. 

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Thomas Lippitt Wattles 
Alexandria, Virginia 

"Tom" " Tommie" "Waffles" 

TOMMIE is an F. F. V. (though he never admits 
it) from the quaint little burg of Alexandria, 
where everything is done according to Hoyle. 

The ladies say he has "adorable" eyes, which is 
true. They also say he can dance — which is even 
more true. He has a suave line, a knack of handling 
the teacup, and a persistent love of his job. He in- 
tends to stick with the Navy for life because, really, 
his blues do show off his looks to good advantage. 
He looks at the bright side of everything — is full of 
Navy pep as any man in the place, yells himself 
hoarse at every game and practice, dances himself 
sick at every hop, and spends himself broke on every 
liberty. He fusses the women wherever they are 
found, and will even take a chance on dragging your 
brick rather than spend the evening at the movies. 
The Academics have caused him no worry. He bones 
with the same enthusiasm that marks everything he 
does. Thus, he steers clear of the rocks, not by work- 
ing himself sick, but by boning when it's time to 
bone and playing when it's time to play. 

Waffles has an easy temper. But how he has 
steered clear of Fats through three long years of this 
environment is beyond us. 

We expect big things of you, 1 oininic. 

Buzzard; 

Soccer Squad (3). 



Rodger Whitten Simpson 
Corvallis, Oregon 
"Sim" "Snup" 
TUCHINVAR had nothing on him. 
-'--' Out of the West, so the story goes, rode young 
Simpson, Navy bound, and it came to pass that he 
played football and dragged femmes, between 
which two activities his temperament so ranged 
that there was no fury like his aroused over a pig- 
skin, nor disposition so meek under a woman's 
smile. 

Simp was a ranking member of the Hustlers, and 
the Army on Nov. 29, 1919 felt their efforts, for it 
is the Hustlers that make a real first team. He 
stayed unsat in grease during most of First Class 
year due to his persistent efforts to get in the lime- 
light and appear non-reg. 

A shimmy hound of no mean ability, we find Simp 
out amongst them at the week-end festivities, and 
although being one who would call himself Red 
Mike, he had the appellation of snake thrust upon 
him by earning it. 

A good nature, a ready smile and big heart are 
Simp's outstanding virtues. 

Buzzard; 

Football Squad (4, 3, 1); 

Choir (4,3, 1): 

Glee Club (4). 





Howard Clark 

White Plains, New York 
"Howie" 

SINCE the days of Brown, Dalton, Carey and 
others, few among the pampered pets have risen 
to the heights of fame attained by this graceful 
cherub from White Plains. Wearer of three N-stars, 
four stripes, and leader in almost every activity, he 
has been in the calcium glare from the first. 

Hippo's rhetorical abilities were brought to our 
attention after ^'oungster leave when the news 
reached us from White Plains that the local high 
school had been thrilled by his silver-tongued oratory 
and wild profanity. 

Hard luck and injuries kept Howie off the gridiron 
and diamond most of Plebe year, but Youngster 
year he came into his own and was one of the first to 
tack a star up over his N. And who will ever forget 
the fall of '19, when, "His Immensity" at the wheel, 
the Navy Juggernaut plowed rough-shod over the 
Gray.'' Then, as a fitting chmax, he closed his 
career in a blaze of glory on that memorable day in 
May when he "Babe-Ruthed" Army to a stinging 
defeat with two circuit clouts. 

No girls, he hasn't found one yet to balance the 
other end of the breakfast table, but the old Tenth 
knows that when he does trip, his whole mass of two 
hundred odd — Oh, very odd — pounds is coming 
down with an awful thud. 

Four Stripes; 

Baseball Squad (4); 

Baseball N-Star {3, 1); 

Football Squad (J); 

Football N-Star (/); 

Class Honor Committee (4, 3). 



Sydney Serrill Bunting 
Jenkintown, Pennsylvania 

"Syd" "Bage" "Steamship" "Buntin' " "Sunshine" 

IN THE first place he spells it Sydney, and his 
accent would do the most blase Reginal credit. 
Those rosy, chubby cheeks have attracted the at- 
tention of more than one girl, and given him the 
name of Baby Bunting. 

Syd is fond of jokes and he always announces them 
with a husky guffaw — but, when he has finished, one 
generally fails to see the point. Baby has his ups 
and downs in love and his spirits vary from the 
joys of a seventh heaven to despondency at abso- 
lute zero. 

He is a hard worker and is usually successful in 
most things he tries. As manager of the baseball 
team he has worked from the inside, having had 
two years' experience as a member of the squad, and 
thus was particularly well-fitted for the job. 

Here's luck to you Syd! We know you will hold 
down your future jobs in just as capable a manner. 

Basketball Numerals (4); 
Baseball Squad {4); 
Baseball Numerals {3); 
Baseball Assistant Manager (3); 
Baseball Manager (/); 
Otie Stripe; 
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Edward Matthew Thompson 

CoFFEYVILLE, KaNSAS 

"Ed" "Tommy" "Fat" 



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AA "No, Sir." 

"What's your low mark?" 

"3.39, sir." 

So behold the quiet but not timid satellite whose 
favorite saying was " never on the weak squad " and 
who believed that "if you don't like beans and a 
dollar a month then get out of the Navy." 

It must have been during one of those Kansas 
Augusts when the call of the sea first reached Ed, 
which proves that even droughts have their ad- 
vantages. 

At any old time in the future when you happen to 
meet Ed, be it at Lands End or the Cape of Good 
Hope, you can always count on that big grin and, 
"Howdy, old top, where you been and what you 
doing?" It was ever thus with the savoir and those 
friends gained at his alma mater will only be ex- 
ceeded by those made in the Service. 

Two Stripes; 

Star {3); 

Swimming Squad (/); 

SNT. 



Edward Everett Haase 

St. Louis, Missouri 

"Doc" "Eddie" 

A GROWING boy must eat" says the old 
adage. To those of us who know this yellow- 
headed giant, outtopped by a head, his belligerent 
assertion, "Well I am only seventeen" sounded 
fishy until we saw his labors at the table. 

But 'tis rumored that now he can even drag and 
subsist on a Carvel meal. No, you are wrong; love 
has nothing to do with it. He serenely drags them 
all, sips leisurely of the nectar of passing bliss and 
promptly forgets all about them. 

But Eddie didn't acquire that twisted grin and lose 
half that tooth in the dangerous game of snaking. 
For two years from the second team he waded into 
Dobie's chosen ones and fought as only his youthful 
enthusiasm and determination can make a man 
fight. He had been warming up for his fling against 
the Army when the whistle let loose that howling 
mob. 

Doc will fight for a friend at the drop of the hat, 
and is a man whose friendship is to be desired. In that 
wooden-looking gonk is a brain that has pulled many 
a man sat and prevented the increase of the civilian 
population. 

FootbaH (3, 1); 
Football Numerals; 
One Stripe; 
Class Lacrosse (7). 



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Max Irvin Black 

Mitchell, South Dakota 

" Alax" " Sennetl" 

THE way to a man's heart is tlirough his 
stomach. The best way to know a man is to be 
his messmate. That is the way we Icnow Max 
Black. 

"Sennett, how about dragging for me Easter .?" 

"Man, I'd die first." 

This is typical of Max. He has a clean record — 
three years at the Naval Academy and never once 
on the dance floor except with Prof Bell. Don't 
imagine though that he is no judge of the contrary 
sex, the Mack Sennett girls he picks are never 
equalled at the hops. 

Most men who never drag do not know what to do 
with all their spare time. Max is not so afflicted. 
He has done more to provide amusement for the 
regiment than any other man in the Academy. 
Known to everyone as the movie man, he has by 
his efforts established a weekly movie show which 
would be hard to equal. As an electrical man he has 
been indispensable to the Masqueraders. All the 
lightmg and electrical effects have been his creations. 
His electrical signs need no mention. The pre- 
cedent he has established will keep his successors 
busy. 

Buzzard; 

Masqueraders (4, 3, 1); 
Musical Club (4, 3, 1); 
Sub Squad (3, 1); 
Manager Movies (i, 1). 



William}Pitt Kellogg 

Topeka, Kansas 

"Bill" "Pitt" "Gran' pa" "Kell" 

WILLIAM Pitt Kellogg is the original self-made 
little man with the big ideas, the personifica- 
tion of the comedy, a country politician. 

Pitt should have gone into commercial life because 
there is nothing which he takes more delight in than 
mapping out a selling campaign for some article 
which he has acquired somewhere in his varied 
travels. 

Youngster year he consistently tried every known 
remedy for those vanishing hairs and it seems that 
he has been successful as the backward march of his 
ivory forehead has halted these last few months. 

He claims no connection with the man of corn 
flake fame except a hearty appetite for his wares, be- 
cause there is nothing which he gets more pleasure 
in doing, outside of fussing, than eating. 

During the early part of First Class year he consis- 
tently drank half the swimming pool each week try- 
ing to pull off the sub squad. At last he decided 
that he couldn't drink it dry and walk across so he 
tried swimming and eventually got off. Since then 
whenever he cannot be found in Smoke Hall you can 
bet that he is out in town with some femme. 

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Sub Squad (1). 



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Brian Boiroihme Kane 

Beverly, New Jersey 

"Bee-Bee" "Shanty" " Borlu" " Borummy" 

BRIAN hails from New Jersey. He first came to 
Crabtown as a "war baby" in the middle of 
Plebe summer, but just as he was learning the way 
around Bancroft Hall and preparing for the returns 
of the multitude, he found himself among those 
exiled to the Barracks across College Creek. 

Bee-Bee has two specialties, eating and fussing. 
It is hard to tell which he would rather do, but he 
has greater opportunities for eating as long as he 
is a midshipman. In the mess hall the well-known 
"t'ain't no mo' " is the only thing that can stop 
him, and outside the mess hall, well, no unguarded 
supplies are safe. 

And as for fussing — he first demonstrated his 
abilities as a snake Christmas Week of Plebe 
year and again in June Week. Youngster year he 
never missed a hop and First Class year he left the 
stag line to its fate — and dragged a femme of his own 
every week. 

Brian is also an athlete. He has been on the track 
team ever since Plebe year and you can see him out 
on Farragut Field any spring afternoon doing the 
hurdles. Outside of track season you will probably 
find him taking a work-out in the gym on the flying 
rings. 

"Say, Bix, how about going down to the store and 
getting me something to eat.?" 

Track Team {4, 3, 1); Numerals; 

Gym Squad (i, 1); 

Glee Club (5, 1); 

Choir {4, 3, 1); 

Buzzard. 



Thomas John Ryan, Jr. 
New Orleans, Louisiana 
"T. J." "Paddy" "Tommy" 

AS SURE as the angle of incidence equals the 
l\. angle of reflection, does Tommy's radiant facial 
contortion without end reflect the sunshine of the 
Southland. That same cheery, if somewhat 
vacuous, grin which won him fame Plebe year, has 
stood him in good stead durmg his complete con- 
quest of the fair sex. Early in those attacks of his 
upon the unresisting wimmin. Tommy often 
alternately blessed and wished them elsewhere, but 
since he has found his niche in the land of jazz, all 
has been well. 

Aspiring to the Apollo-like setting-off afforded by 
those one-piece bathing suits, he started early as a 
super-sub and First Class year became manager of 
the swimming team. He also joined that jolly gang 
of ruflp-nex who tri-weekly answered the official call 
"There will be water-polo practice in the tank this 
afternoon." 

Ryan spent the first part of First Class year won- 
dering if he could pass the February eye-test in sick 
bay, and the last half (even as you and I) in solemn 
anticipation of clutching that precious sheepskin, 
donning his shoulder marks, and then — Fleet ho! 
and the long, long cruise. 

"Say, Al, what is a skirmish line, anyway.?" 

Buzzard; 

Log {4, 3, 1); 

Swimming Squad {4, 3); 

Water-Polo (1); 

Manager of Swimming and Water-Polo. 





HERE is a man not so widely known — but a man 
whom few of us are able to appreciate. Be- 
hind a solemn face is concealed a mentality the work- 
ing of which is weird and strange. 

The theory that all star men retain the satellite 
only by means of the reflection from the past year was 
definitely disproved by Arkush when Youngster 
year, he discarded the stars only to have them 
thrust upon him again First Class year. 

No mere trifles does his mind entertain. When you 
see a studious look come over that face and see him 
grab for a pencil and paper, you may know that he 
has an idea that will probably turn out a successor 
to his navigational slide rule or his calorimetric reg- 
ulator tor Bancroft Hall showers. 

Intimates, however, declare that Arkush is swear- 
ing off the serious life — thinking of dragging to the 
hops and of becoming a real social liar like the rest of 
us. He would probably play the game successfully 
too. Arkush is hard to beat at most any game. He is 
quite an expert at handball; it is a difficult job to 
put his shoulders on the mat; and at checkers, he 
knows no peer. In fact, he is a stern man to oppose 



Paul Rowe Coloney 
Bradentown, Florida 

"Colly" "Paulus" 

IT IS hard to say what enchantment in Navy life 
enticed Coloney to leave the orange groves of 
Sunny Florida to enter the Navy; in fact, he himself 
IS unable to give a satisfactory explanation, es- 
pecially when it rains, as it incessantly is wont to do 
in Crabtown. 

He takes life rather seriously and gets after things 
with a persistence that brings results. If you want 
to start an argument on any subject known to man, 
just look him up. It's hard to find him rhino and he 
is oft to be seen ambling along oblivious to the out- 
side world engrossed in some weighty problem. 

Smoke Hall, the Cosmo, and the Red Book hold no 
attractions for him. However, he frequently bones 
the Photoplay Magazine. It's a safe bet that Paul 
can be found most any Saturday night in the audi- 
torium of Mahan Hall, and it's hard to find a 
pampered pet who can hand you a better line on 
"Who's Who and Why" in the movies. 

"Say, if we were only down in Florida now." 

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Albert George Cook, Jr. 

Monroe, Louisiana 

"A. G." "Cookie" "Little Albert" 

THOUGH A. G. may not have the reddest hair, 
we must admit he is the owner of one of the 
readiest smiles around Bancroft Hall. He hails from 
the "best state in the Union," and is ever ready to 
prove it. Whether all his dope is true, we do not 
know, but that he has a good line was evidenced 
once in his English recitation Youngster year when 
he misunderstood his assigned topic, filled a black- 
board on a subject not in the lesson and got away 
with it. 

However, Cook uses his head for some other things 
besides keeping his ears apart. It is even rumored 
that he has turned his massive intellect to inventing 
and some day we may hear of him as the Westing- 
house of the Navy. 

Just what variety of snake "Sweet Cookie" belongs 
to is not easy to say, but we do not think it would be 
improper to call him a king-snake. It is claimed that 
during his summer cruise in the Brooklyn Navy 
Yard his snaky inclination reached a maximum, but 
judging from his record at the Academy it is difficult 
to believe. A. G. dallies with them all without fear 
or favor, but some of his friends fear he left his 
heart with some fair 4.0 down in Louisiana. 

Good luck to you, A. G. 

Buzzard; 

Track Numerals (3); 

Track-N (/). 




Warren Fisher Taylor 

Monroe, Louisiana 

"Mike" " Jo-Jo" "Late Blast" 

WHENEVER you hear anyone holding forth 
on the advantages of the far South and 
Louisiana in particular you may be sure that Mike 
is around. His standing in Steam is not exactly at 
the top but we stand ready to bet our "fussing" 
suit of service that he can detect a tendency where 
boiler experts would declare none existed. His love 
for Lady Nicotine is only exceeded by his love for 
argument, and when he can get both of them at the 
same time he fairly radiates happiness. 

Jo- Jo is adverse to athletics because they interfere 
with his smoking. He keeps in pretty good trim, 
however, going to formation, and he holds the 
Academy championship for late blast dodgmg. 

He swears that he is a Red Mike but there are 
thirty-nine men who were on the North D who will 
tell you quite a different tale, and anybody who 
saw him the night of the Game would be inclined to 
believe the thirty-nine. 

Taylor claims that he is wooden, but those who 
know him, claim that it is his natural love for argu- 
ments that causes him to think more of proving the 
book wrong than of making a thirty in class. 

Buzzard; 

Rifle Squad [4); 

Expert Rifleman. 




Louis A. Benoist 

New Orleans, Louisiana 

" Bennie" "Bobs" 

WITH a career which includes everything from 
riding a bicycle in the Carvel Hall grill to 
dragging to a hop sans socks, Louis XVH, Sultan of 
the Third Floor Back, has found his three years 
well occupied and delightfully free from ennui. Lou 
has rated First Class consistently since he first 
crossed these portals, although his wings have been 
clipped several times. 

Dobie took our Lou into his fold Plebe year and 
after subbing for Wookie as a Youngster, closed his 
career in a blaze of glory by playing All-American 
football against the Army. Bobbsy also wrestles a 
nasty muscle and is grace personified in the gym. 

Prosperity and popularity have made Lou speak 
only the more depreciatingly of his achievements 
while always ready to give the rest of the boys a 
boost. Life ought to take on a brighter aspect on the 
Asiatic station when Lou gets there. Brilliant, when 
he so wills, there should be few stops in Bobbsy's 
progress up the ladder. 

"How ye looking tonight, Al.?" 

"Hey, Malvern, come over here, I just heard a 
good one." 

Two Stripes; 

N-Siar (7), Football Numerals (i) • 

Lacrosse Squad (i); 

Wrestling Squad {4,1); 

Gym Squad (3); 

Hop Committee (1). 



Frank Malvern McLaury 

York, Pennsylvania 

"Mac" "Red" "Malvern" 

OH! who's that great big red headed man.?" 
"Isn't he wonderful?" "He looks just as if 
he were carved from MARBLE." There you have 
our Red, the proud possessor of the reddest hair and 
bow-dest legs in the class. Really, you can't blame 
the femmes for falling for him. 

Red's claim to the hall of fame is not limited to his 
auburn locks alone. Ever since he was first discov- 
ered on the premises. Red's existence has been noted 
as one nonchalant and care free. His first year he 
spent at the barracks with the traditionally famous 
Duke Guiler, out of reach of the disciplinary depart- 
ment. The second year he was too quick on his 
feet for them, and his third year. Red was too deft 
of finger to allow his name to be besmirched by 
ornamenting the daily pap sheet. 

Due to pure hard luck Red did not make his letter 
in basketball but not to be downed he made his 
N-Star when the Army was snowed under in June. 

Buzzard; 

Baseball Squad (4); 
Baseball Numerals (3); 
Basketball Squad (J, 1); 
Hop Committee; 
Log Staff (3, 1); 
Baseball N-Star (/); 
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Charles Delorma Wheelock 

Riverside, California 

"C. Dy" "Reverend Hicks" 

THIS long, slow savoir claims that southern 
California is the garden spot of the world and 
he will quote yards of statistics to prove it to you 
if you only let him. Even at that he has all the New 
England ear-marks — a conscience and a star — and 



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Plebe year he turned his hair grey trying to keep 
Mick Carney from breaking up the furniture with 
Zotti — he has hard work keeping any h'air at all, 
now. Then he blossomed out as fusser on the cruise 
and borrowed all the white service on the Maine to 
wear on wild parties while the rest of the fellows 
paid a quarter a bottle for pop at Yorktown. These 
left their mark — he doesn't drag much but every- 
body thinks he's a snake from the way he acts when 
he does drag. Olin and Johnny Pixton try to keep 
him satisfied with the movies but every once in a 
while he harks back to the wild parties he and the 
Rev. Hicks used to have upon the North Shore and 
then the Western Union makes some more. 

If he doesn't pick the Construction Corps some 
skipper is due a thorough officer and some gang a 
mighty considerate shipmate. 

Expert Rifleman; 
Star (3); 
Co7npany C. P. 0. 



William Andrew Gorry 

southington, connecticut 

"Hod" 

HOD is to the manner born a Red Mike. A girl 
to him is a thing that must be closely watched 
and not allowed to come within hailing range. He 
has not voluntarily whiffed any feminine foo foo 
since entering the Navy. As he is possessed of a 
Venus-like form and a sweet angelic face this has 
always puzzled the rest of us. At the old timers' 
reunions, however. Hod has shone. His timely 
remark to the hostess at the Supe's reception de- 
serves to be written into history. Perhaps it will. 
Who knows.'' 

When Bill roomed in the old second wing he had 
quite a reputation for being an embryo Bolshevik 
and often was his grease mark written in vermillion. 
But now — oh shades of Tecumseh! How he has 
changed! He is regulation even unto the letter of 
the law. Lost is the training Red gave him. He 
graces the staff with the best of them and never 
walks extra duty. 

Plebe year he tried to bone a grease with the re- 
cording angel by attending church twice on Sundays. 
He was ranking member of the Red Mike Trium- 
virate but when Tex and Butler fell by the way he 
remained the last of the species. 

Battalion C. P. 0.; 
Class Lacrosse; 
Class Football. 





William Williams Juvenal 
NoRWALK, Connecticut 

"JVillie" "Bill" 

WHILE the woodcraft of his boyhood days was 
still fresh on his youthful mind, our little 
Willie gave up his job as coach of the Norwalk rifle 
team and captain of the home guards. His native 
heath knew him no more for Willie was sure his 
talents rather better fitted him to follow those who 
"went down in ships to the sea." 

Bill's strong affinity for things mechanical has 
marked him from the beginning of his Academic 
career. The products of his epicyclic brain throbs 
have embraced everything from mechanical tend- 
ency mdicators and automatic window closers to 
pantograph arrangements for enlarging silhouettes 
of ships. His mechanical turn of mind has been a 
great aid to those of us who were fortunate enough 
to live near him Plebe year. Before Steam periods 
his room was often times the rendezvous of many 
wooden men. 

In athletics Bill is noticeably among those absent 
— except in ballroom athletics. He is a profound 
and venomous viper, for he always finds the greatest 
pleasure in company with the femmes. There has 
been scarcely a hop liberty list since the first of 
Youngster year which has not been graced by his 
initials W. W. J. (E). 

Buzzard. 



Allen Blow Cook 
Norfolk, Virginia 

'Allen" "Allen Blow" "Abie" "Ethel'' 



WHEN an innocent young man with long hair 
and a passion for poetry came wandering into 
the Academy one June day, some people threw up 
their hands in holy horror. Many of us wondered 
and we are still wondering. Not at our first im- 
pression but at Ethel as he now stands. 

As a social lion he stands alone and no one can 
rustle the scales in a way to worry his supremacy- 
However, all of his efforts have not been along the 
social line. 

He has been one of the mainstays of the Masquer- 
aders and as an old gentleman he is a huge success. 
Perhaps it is his wide experience which enables him 
to make his parts so realistic. Or it may be the 
literature he has read. At any rate he is good and 
deserves plenty of credit for his hard work. 

First Class year he annexed a bicycle and took 
Sunday afternoon trips to some distant point in the 
country when he wasn't tied down to a dainty 
femme. Many a pleasant afternoon has he spent 
playing tag in the Supe's garden and he is the idol 
of the youngsters around the yard. 

Velvet Joe says that a man who takes kindly to 
kids and dogs can't go wrong, so place your bets on 
Allen. 

Buzzard; 

Masqueraders {4, 3, 1); 
President Masqueraders (1); 
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Edwin Wright Schell 

Mt. Pleasant, Iowa 

"Armor Piercing" " Eppie" "Eddie" 

EPPIE came to the Navy as soon as he could 
muster sixteen years, but made a large bump 
on the horizon for his tender years. He was in the 
Plebe summer boxing finals and was eliminated only 
after an extra round. Moreover, he battered his 
way to a place m the semi-finals in both his Plebe 
and Youngster years. Eppie is a fighter who sticks 
to his ideas and ideals with a bulldog tenacity akin 
to stubbornness. 

It is impossible for a man with Eppie's high spirits 
and gentlemanly mannerisms not to fall in love 
occasionally- All of Youngster year his heart was 
sewed up in the National Park Seminary and he 
changed his fields of operations only because the 
object of his attentions went away. He was actually 
a Red Mike until the next Sep leave. 

He likes a laugh as much as any, but never spread 
so hearty a one as when he manhandled the bass 
drum for the Utah's infantry squad. 

Eppie is a man's man and we hope to hear great 
things of him. 

Expert Rifieman; 

Buzzard; 

Captain Boxing Team [1); 

BNT; 

Middletceight Boxing Champion |7). 



Forrest Hampton Wells 
BooNviLLE, Indiana 

"Simple" "Farmer" 

THIS smirking sprout is one of Boonville's best. 
He early showed unusual talent along lines of 
cow nursing and had not the Navy germ struck him 
he would be following the furrowed path even now. 
But what a change. Prof Bell done his derndest on 
this man and he ranks second only to Prince Rupert 
when the lid is off and the band is connecting. His 
Hoosier stride has been toned down considerably so 
that a fox trot is no longer a series of six foot steps. 

You would hardly believe from looking upon this 
blase gentleman that he has furnished the discipline 
department with endless sport. He has done more 
to train the sleuthing abilities of "Hank" "Lillian," 
and "Bull," than the remainder of his company. 
Verily he hath tread the paths of outlawry. But 
this trait of contrariness extended only to the powers 
that be. To his friends Forrest has proven to be true 
and generous — generous even to his last skag — 
what greater love hath any man. 

According to the Boonville Daily Reminder 
Forrest is a Forty Thousand Dollar Man — ask him. 
He thinks they put the estimation too low. 

Don't crowd ladies. He is practically married. 
Buzzard. 





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Alan Caldwell Curtiss 
Schenectady, New York 
'Al" "Curt" "Clum" "Thug" 
L CURTISS is from Schenectady, New York, 



i-where there is nothing but Union College, and 
the General Electric Works. Big, raw-boned, easy- 
going, good-natured, capable, and possessed of the 
magazinitis and an unconquerable appetite for 
sleeping-in. 

Altho Clum has the ability, he never did anything 
in athletics. However, he has always won his share 
of the company's points when the inter-company 
track meet rolled around. We will remember how 
he tied Mike Williams and Beauty Martin for first 
place in the pole vault Plebe year. 

Al is a mighty snake, tho all of his affairs are trivial 
in comparison with the one back home. He never 
tires of telling about those old days at Union College 
and his escapades. Every other day when he rushes 
down to the M. C's. desk to get that neat little letter 
postmarked "Schenectady," how his grin does 
broaden. 

"Ja'a'ck ole b-boy, I've got it — when you wan' to 
have s'hum fun, jes' look in the reg book an' s'he 
what not to do an' do it." 

Masqueraders; 
Track Squad {3). 



DeLong Mills 

New York, New York 

"Del" "De" "Fats" 

THIS by-product of New York City is a man 
whom Dickens would take joy in describing, 
and only a Dickens could do him justice. As wash- 
buckling buccaneer with a dash of the Old Navy 
about him, to which have been added the instincts 
of a diplomat, the ambitions of a politician, and the 
tastes of a pampered son of millions — all thorough- 
ly mixed, and bottled in that gay, fast city. New 
York. 

For five years he has preferred novels to textbooks, 
and as a result has slipped twice in his efforts to 
obtain in every subject a 2.50 maximum with a 
minimum amount of application. But from the 
instant he came aboard 1921, he has belonged, and 
we are all glad to have had him for a classmate. 

His love of music (which banished the buzzard and 
deafened him to study-call) brings him more real 
happiness than anything else. He's a bit of a 
bluffer in his way, but he usually gets away with 
his bluff, for people have learned that he can make 
good when called. He is a man of substance, not 
only in avoirdupois; he has won his place in ath- 
letics by solid hard work, and he deserves all the 
rewards that can come from it. 

"A" Squad {2, 1); 
Buzzard; 
Clean Sleeve; 
Color Guard. 



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Malcolm Edgerton Selby 

Bellingham, Washington 

"Mar "Thug" 

IT WAS not without many pangs of deep regret 
that Mai bade farewell to the fair ones of his 
native Bellingham and got under way for Crabtown. 
He arrived in time to receive the fundamentals of his 
Plebe training from Eighteen, the last exponent of 
the good old regime. Academic year found him on 
the football squad and later on the wrestling table. 
Although a hard worker, Mai fought agamst bad 
luck and it was not until First Class year, when he 
entered the ring, that he came into his own as an 
Academy champion. 

Academically the height of Malcolm's ambition is 
the little old two five. The sum total of his boning 
consists in glancing thru the Nav or Juice and then 
with a "Fruit, the stuff means nothing to me", 
tossing the book on table. However with his savvy 
grin and a fund of good common sense he easily fools 
the Prof and manages to come through with velvet 
to spare. 

A true optimist with a store of cheerful philosophy 
and a word for every one coupled with his energy 
when engaged in a work he likes will make him a 
shipmate any of us will be glad to be with. 

Buzzard; 

Football Squad (4); 

Wrestling Squad {4, 3); 

Light Heavyweight Boxing Champio)i{l). 



Archie Paley 
Chicago, Illinois 

"Arch" "El Paley de Cuba" "Artilla" 

SAY, Ked, Vm going to get out of the Navy and 
go back to Chi and sell cigars." Often have 
we heard this statement and yet that Chicago Miss 
is still without her "brown-eyed sailor boy". 

Perhaps this same Chicago Miss can explain 
Archie's pre-eminence in the ranks of the Red Mikes. 
Even a summer in Rockport failed to bring out any 
snakish tendencies. It is indeed too bad that the 
hops have been deprived of such a figure so full of 
grace and suppleness acquired as a very constant 
member of the sub squad. 

But seriously Archie is a real man and the kind of 
a friend a fellow needs when he is in a right place. 
Cheerfulness and readiness to give a helping hand 
are characteristics very much to be desired in any 
messmate. And is he easy to get along with.'' Why 
he can sometimes even agree with a fire-eating Porto 
Rican. 

Buzzard; 
Sub Squad. 



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Harlo Hamilton Hardy 

Taylorville, Illinois 

"Harlo' 

FRUIT!" — that's the way he diagnosed all ex- 
ams. No matter if the monthly report showed 
that he barely made the necessary 2.5, still he main- 
tained that all exams were fruit. Plebe year Harlo 
used to take much delight in telling his life story, as 
printed in the Taylorville Daily Breeze, to all Upper 
Classmen who chanced to visit him. He was a 
great favorite with the Upper Classmen and 
acquired many nicknames — the most persistent of 
which was lead pencil. 

Look! Do you wonder that he is one of the select 
snakes of the Academy.' When he gets on his white 
gloves and his roommate's sword belt and walks 
around over at the gym — no wonder the girls fall. 
He possesses both of the prime requisites of a fusser 
— the ability to dance and to sling a hot line. 

"Yipe! Yipe! Mygirl's coming down Saturday!" — 
That expresses his whole First Class year. Falling 
hard at the beginnmg of the year, he spent the rest 
of the year mooning and gazing from the window of 
his fourth deck boudoir at the bluffs across the 
Severn. 

"Coming down to the real stuff," which the Log 
puts out, Harlo is a d — n good kid and a mighty 
good friend to have. 

Buzzard; 

Hop Committee. 



Sydney Baltzer Dodds 
Clarksdale, Mississippi 

"Syd" "Buck'' "Uncle" 

SYD came to us after three glorious years spent at 
Tulane University where he was known by 
various and sundry names ranging from " Philip 
Two Pops" and "Absalom," to just plain "Buck." 
Even there he was known for his diplomatic quali- 
ties, for by some clever auctioneermg he became 
manager of the baseball team. However when the 
call for candidates was issued, the mascot, water 
tender, and himself, were the only ones to respond. 
All the others had gone to war. Baltzer, not to be 
outdone, came to the Naval Academy. 

Though quiet and unassuming. Buck has become 
by virtue of position and personality well known and 
well liked. Data on his past and present is of rather 
disappointing nature, he bemg bound and tied by a 
member of the opposite sex and whether for that 
reason or not, he has become an enthusiastic pro- 
hibitionist. Woman's Suffrage, Prohibition, and the 
Democratic Party, are his hobbies, all out of date 
to be sure, but Uncle still has unwavering faith in 
them. Perhaps a few years of married life and a lit- 
tle salt water will produce the miraculous change 
hoped for. 

His one ambition is to become a regular member of 
Makosky's own. 

Three Stripes; 

Star (4, 3); 

Honor Committee (5). 



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Joe Eastin Rucker 
Salisbury, Missouri 

"Nemo" "Nap" "Shorty" "Judge" 

THE day our little Joe entered the Navy, Tecum- 
seh laughed in fiendish glee. But when '21 was 
divided. Little Nemo was not mustered in the tribe 
of Tecumseh. Not much, he may have looked 
wooden but he never had to rag his marks from the 
weekly trees. 

Joe didn't belong to any Radiator Club. Every 
afternoon, mail or no mail, found him taking the 
kinks out of his tumbling stunts over in the gym. 
Shorty's one big ambition was to be a six-footer, but 
to tackle him in a rough-house was to know that he 
didn't need to be. 

And women! Nothing pleased Joe more than to 
sling a heavy line about femmes with anybody that 
would listen. A heavy drag and a light heart al- 
ways came together for Joe. 

Joe could beat a late blast better than most little 
fellows but he didn't always beat it and very often was 
mentioned in the morning orders. When he was in 
a hurry he'd look for his cap with it on, sharpen his 
pencil with a razor blade strop and brush off seven 
overcoats before he found his own and then get rag- 
ged for "Late to formation" and "Untidy in dress." 

"What fool's got my ding-busted Bible?" 

Gym Squad (3, 1); 
Sub Squad (i, i); 
Buzzard; 
CNT (/). 



Paul James Register 
isMARCK, North Dakota 
"Cash" 

CASH won the original gold plated oil stove when 
he put the coal bunkers in the cross section 
view of a subchaser over at Steam. The void, which 
showed on his board, had to be covered in some way, 
so who can blame him for this last act of sheer 
desperation after waiting for a brain throb on in- 
terior decoration of subchasers. Paul had probably 
been reading poetry or Hypatia or some other book 
unappreciated by the common herd who indulge 
in the Red Book and Cosmo. 

By consistent work in the gym he early developed 
one of those Venus-like forms, and form surely does 
show to the best advantage in one of the Annette 
Kellerman gym suits. 

Cash never quite got used to city customs. After 
coming straight from the simple country life of Bis- 
marck, North Dakota, he found the devious ways of 
suspenders too much for his unsophisticated mind 
to cope with and he used to leave them hanging 
down behind on the background of his service — in 
times of stress when late blast was nigh. 

But, if you want somebody to do something for 
you, just go around to Cash and he will do it, even if 
it's dragging the same brick twice in succession. 
Verily, "Greater love hath no man than this." 

Gym Squad [3, 1); 
Buzzard. 





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RoscoE Leroy Bowman 
Manchester, Iowa 

"Happy" 

APPY came to the Naval Academy from the 
corn raising state. His eye had a gleeful 
sparkle and bespoke his frame of mind, which like 
unto us all, harbored a seething mass of curiosity. 
Rossie was determined not to let stumbling blocks 
or discouraging interferences on the part of First 
Classmen get the better of his good nature, and he 
persisted in wearing a broad smile. True he wiped 
it off many times but only temporarily, for its 
memory remains eternal in the well-deserved name, 
Happy. 

Happy doesn't belong to the ancient order of 
"Reina Rats" but he doesn't mind telling the reg 
book Reginalds that he rates the black N for 
catching a weekly skag and trying to bring the 
ninety day graduates up properly. 

He is one of those typical Iowa products, just like 
his native corn — excellent quality, wholesome, 
healthy, and hearty. A veritable fountain of good 
feeling which readily casts its spray out over the 
iield of human concourse. 

"Hey, mister! You smihn' at me?" 

Buzzard: 
Fencing Team. 



Thomas Francis Darden 
Wilmington, North Carolina 

"Tommy" "Tom" "Little Me%" 

EVERY time we see Tommy we always feel 
tempted to ask him what time he turned in last 
night, for the boy always wears a horribly dissipated 
expression as if he had been up all the night, and 
several preceding that. 

Listen for a while to Tommy's tales of the North 
Carolina coast, and of sailing his tiny boat among 
the mountainous billows of Albemarle Sound and 
you would say that our Thomas was a highly sea- 
going person, but once on Youngster cruise when by 
some mischance he had come out of his hop, he was 

heard to inquire very innocently why the 

those boatswain's mate guys always wore their safety 
razors around their necks. 

Tommy has few diversions, apparently the chief 
of these are boning the Wilmington Daily Blast and 
pulling venerable wheezes on his long suffering room- 
mates. In addition he is an ardent devotee of the 
well-known McGinnis. 

He is one of those rare characters who are con- 
stantly committing social errors in the section room. 
Every time Thomas gets up to recite the boys stand 
by for their usual amusement, and are never disap- 
pointed. This might possibly account for his record 
of one month First Class year in which he stayed 
sat in everything. 

Buzzard; 

Reina Squad (4). 



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Clark Lawrence Greene 

Reno, Nevada 

"Casey" "Cassius" "Blackjack" 

WHERE are you from, Mister? 
Reno, sir. 

And so he is. Inheriting the glamour of that city 
of war-whoops, sagebrush, and divorces, much was 
expected of him. Casey has the blase air of a non- 
chalant Gothamite, a line that could argue the 
crutches away from a cripple and which has pulled 
many a verbal bout, with the Executive Depart- 
ment, from the coals. 

Plebe year found him a late arrival, as he was sent 
to Washington for a temporary stay. While there 
he amused himself by assuming command of one 
of the Senate elevators. But soon that life of ups 
and downs lost its thrills so he came back. 

When not engaged in destroying government prop- 
erty with Snare, Casey was establishing his fame 
as a rare athlete in the national sport south of the 
Rio Grande. His powers in that field of endeavor 
were soon established and his cell has always been a 
Mexican Club headquarters and his contributions 
to a gas foundry convention have always proved 
interesting. 

Always sat, never starring, willing to drag or take 
a chance at most anything and with just as hearty 
a laugh, if the joke is on himself, as if on the other 
man. 

Casey, with his unfailing good nature, will make an 
agreeable shipmate. 

One Stripe; 
Class Lacrosse (/). 



Elmer Drummond Snare 
Reno, Nevada 
" Tubby" "Eddie" 

SOUNDS like a Wurlitzer advertisement for the 
latest in musical instruments of the brass band 
variety. All wrong, though, not a bit of brass there. 
Tubby tried to reduce Plebe year, but when he 
gained a pound by two weeks in the sweat room he 
quit in disgust. From then on, he was off work and 
no more fervent candidate for ye honoured oil stove 
can be found. 

Ed. surely has blossomed out since that fatal July 
day in '17. He says he is out to prove these city 
fellows are all wrong about their dope on the " woolly 
westerners." Now he wears a skull cap at night to 
preserve that nifty part in the middle of his hair. 

If you really want some good dope on the West just 
get Tubby and Casey Green, his staunch room- 
mate, started. That pair stick together like the 
opposing sides of a Tanglefoot team, although they 
have pulled enough things on each other to make an 
ordinary couple enemies for lite. 

Tubby's good nature has made him a host of 
friends who all hope to meet him again on the long 
cruise. 

"'^'es, the West is God's country." 

One Stripe; 
Class Football (/). 




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Raymond Dumbell Tarbuck 

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

" Ta-u'by" " Ray" " Togo " 

TAWBY IS a poet of no mean ability- When we 
read a composition in The Log, that sounds Hke 
KipHng or Service, and say, "Gee, that's great!" 
we are speaking of the work of our little curly- 
haired poet. Some day when we read one of his 
volumes we'll remember with pleasure the diminu- 
tive Mid with the laughing eyes. He is the author of 
"Shaft Alley Ballads" and has created wide inter- 
est by his emotional verses and unusual themes. 

Oft times when we gather around the old piano in 
Smoke Hall it is Tawby who holds sway over 
the keyboard. Popular music or classical, you can 
have your choice. He composes his own music and 
words. Ray is always on the go, a fine swimmer, 
and a crack rifle and pistol shot. He shipped on the 
old Missouri and North Dakota where he became a 
member of the Ox-Roast Club, and later a leader of 
the Hell Cats, the Battalion of Death. 

The ready wit and perpetual smile of this Quaker 
Town lyricist have made a world of friends. Best 
o' luck to you. Boy, you were ever a good comrade. 

Chief Petty Officer; 

LogStaff(4,3,J); 

Log Board {Poetry Editor) (/),■ 

Rifle Squad (4); ' 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Expert Rifleman; 

Hell Gats'(4, 3, 1); 

Musical Clubs (/). 



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William Bristol McHugh 

Wichita, Kansas 
"Mac" "IVillie" "Bris" 

HERE'S the boy that has developed 
blushing child to a hardened roue i 
years. Some are snakes because they fuss all the 
time — some because they fuss so hard when they 
do — but Willie rings the bell every time on quality 
and quantity. A look at the pictures on his locker 
door will show every type from the ridiculous to the 
sublime. In addition to telling them they're the 
only thing worth living for, he writes letters calling 
them "beloved princess" and gets answers that 
would warm up an iceberg. 

Mac lives with Powell when he happens to be 
home and the pair claim to keep the most home-like 
room in the building. He nearly ruined Clint 
Misson Youngster year but Bill manages to keep 
him down even if it takes a club. 

Here's to you Willie boy and may the future be 
as happy as the present, whether you're in the service 
or back home in Kansas. 

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Walter John Harrison 

New Orleans, Louisiana 

"Po/)" "Harry" 

USUALLY Louisiana produces men whose main 
attractions in life are featlier beds and the 
latest Cosmo; but in Harry we have an agreeable 
deviation from the rule. He seldom exerted himself 
against the All-Academics but managed his cus- 
tomary 3.2 nevertheless. Most of his leisure hours 
were devoted to the gym team and a sprained 
wrist was all that kept him from winning his gNt. 
It is not known whether it was Pop's unique voice 
or his expansive grin that won him a place among 
the cheer leaders where he played left end on Mike 
Curley's team. 

Walter made himself famous during Plebe summer 
when he made a cruise on the old Reina for hazing 
some of the transients at our tennis-court hotel. 

Harry blossomed forth a snake as soon as he rated 
Youngster cut-off and few weeks passed but he was 
dragging a queen. However, loving all alike, he 
kept his head and his heart. 

The earnestness and persistency with which Walter 
tackles all problems vouch for a successful future. 
We're for you, Harry. 



Charles Galloway Magruder, Jr. 

Ne\V Orleans, Louisiana 
"Maggie" "Mac" " C holly" "Shorty" 

IF YOU see a short, cute, little fellow with an 
irreproachable hair comb and a heavy beard, 
you'll recognize him immediately as Charlie. He 
came to us a war baby in the middle of Plebe sum- 
mer, but his heavy line and ready wit soon made 
him a host of friends and a great favorite. 

Except for a hard and earnest effort to be coxswain 
of the Plebe crew, Charlie has done little in athletics. 
Although a good boxer and fair on the track, his 
southern tendencies have made him a faithful mem- 
ber of the Radiator Club, and when he is not attend- 
ing the practice of the sub squad you can usually 
find him boning the Cosmo — or caulking. 

While not savvy, Charlie has wonderful persist- 
ency. He has bilged many more exams than he has 
passed and has decorated not a few trees, yet by 
sticking to it, he has managed to do quite a bit more 
than stay sat. 

All in all, you'll look far before you find another 
like him. A more generous friend, and a better ship- 
mate than Charlie could not be desired. 

Buzzard. 




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Charles Edward Booth 
Painesville, Ohio 

"Rosy" "Pinkie" 

ROSY blew in on us one fine day in August. He 
. was such a quiet sort of chap that we did not 
learn much about him Plebe summer. With the 
coming of Ac year, Rosy gained the distinction of 
being the "prettiest Plebe in the 9th company" be- 
cause of his nice pink cheeks. He grew up the 
reggest of reg Plebes and never did catch a non-reg 
smoke. 

In one respect Charley shines. He hasn't missed a 
single day's copy of "The Baltimore Sun" or the 
Sunday "Times" in three years. If anybody wants 
all the latest dope m condensed form they go to 
Charley. He is a firm believer in "a Naval officer 
should keep up with contemporary history." 

This helped him in his office-work First Class year 
in seeing that the "Military Character" and "Extra 
Duty Completed" cards were kept in order. 

It might also be mentioned that Rosy is a good 
deal of a snake. Although he does not drag often, 
when he does, he drags heavy — his maxim is "Quality 
not Quantity" when it comes to the ladies. 

Charley is progressive and interested in his profes- 
sion and we can surely say that he is going to make 
good. 

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" Shorty 

HERE he is — Shorty. And so help me, Hannah, 
he's got more dynamic, fire-eating, blood-and- 
thunder poundals of psychological and physical 
force than old Napoleon himself. And yet, when 
you are looking for a lift, when luck "ain't breaking 
like she orter" why it's Shorty who will back you to 
the end. 

We were scheduled to play the Army. We needed a 
man who could get a goat which could win that 
game. None were surprised when Broun was elected 
unanimously. In less than ten days the green of our 
tranquil third wing court was transformed into a 
grazing pasture for the species of long-haired, 
ruminant, the goat. We won the game. 

How many times have we gathered around the 
festive board presided over by Broun, Master of 
Ceremonies, or in his shower Smoke Hall, to listen to 
his dreams of being skipper of a pirate submarine, 
or quelling the turbulent tumult of a Bolshevik 
cannibal rebellion.? 
"Look at those earnest, sincere eyes 

That quizzical strangeness of face, 

'Why it's Broun of the Navy,' the barkeep cries 

So it's one more drink on the place." 

Crew Squad {4); 
Wrestling Squad (4, 3); 
Masqueraders {4, 3); 
Keeper of the Goat; 
Buzzard. 



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James Kirkpatrick, Jr. 
Chevy Chase, Maryland 

"Pug" "Thug" "Kirk" 

THIS is Pug. His grandfather was a bishop, his 
father is a reverend, and he himself had visions 
of the ministry. That's what he told Joe and it 
must be so. 

Pug early gained fame as a Plebe with his clever 
comedy stuff and has been a source of entertain- 
ment to the boys ever smce. Although as non-reg 
as they make 'em, his savoirness and efficiency were 
rewarded by the presentation of one stripe. 

Thug was a member of the Dirty Twenty on the 
old Missou and won the record by fifteen consecutive 
days inside the same khaki. And not the least of 
his dizzy doings was the use of a white silk sock as a 
collar when he stepped out among the fair inhab- 
itants of dear old Boston. 

James has acquitted himself well at several sports 
— boxing, tennis, especially, but his principal accom- 
plishment was as a charter member of the African 
Golf Society. No one who has ever seen him in 
action along this line can ever forget his fervent 
pleas for co-operation from the elusive ivory cubes. 
The one word which describes him best is "funny." 
His original wit, good nature, and elongated sense 
of humor have made him welcome wherever he has 
gone. 

"I'll up it just a hick." 

Oiu Stripe. 



Carlton Rice Todd 
VicKSBURG, Mississippi 
"Carl" "Amos" "Toddic" 

COME hither and behold sweet Juliet, for here 
reposes none other than Carlton Romeo Todd, 
the gentleman who loves you (and all the rest) be 
you rich or poor, Maggie Magnesia or Miss Queen 
de Four. It is a pleasure to watch him in his little 
one act playlet entitled "Standing by to give them 
a treat." He grabs all five articles of clothing that 
constitutes a midshipman's make-up and he do 
shine them shoes and brush them blues until you 
know he must be going out for a close-up or he 
would never take such pains. 

The kid felt right at home in Smoke Hall when '21 
took possession tor he and Tom had been running a 
mighty good one of their own up in 312 all Young- 
ster year. 

Carlton is not the proud possessor of an "N" 
yellow, pink, or even black, but he rates numerals 
as a member of the Smoke Hall golfing team, and, 
though I wouldn't say positively, rumor hath it 
that he was one of the gang of the "might have 
been but wasn't" club, headquarters formerly in 
Lucky Bag office. Smoke Hall, insignia a Navy 
horseshoe worn where you or I would never see it. 

"Had a muy bien time. She serves a wonderful 
chow you know." 

Buziard. 





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Maris Vaughn Lewis 

Moscow, Idaho 

''Lou-eye" "M. /'." "5/7/" 

LOU-EYE is from the Golden West but the 
J savviest Plebe has never been able to guess it. 
They have tried every state east of the Mississippi 
but somehow it was impossible for them to connect 
that genteel manner of his with the rough, uncouth 
West of their minds. However, the truth is that 
Lou-eye hails from Moscow, not Russia, but one of 
those Western county seats where there is only one 
side to a street and you have to flag a train to get 
out of the state. 

Lou-eye had started an engineering course before 
entering the Academy and consequently he has 
always been just outside the Academic constellation. 
M. V. is not a regular snake but he has always 
maintained a sat average except when assisting 
"Pug" Kirkpatrick. 

Lou-eye is fond of the national indoor sport. But 
he got along smoothly with the Executive Depart- 
ment until he and Joe mixed it up down in the mess 
hall one Saturday night. However, with the aid 
of the Com and the "Belgium Relief," he managed 
to escape unscathed. 

Lou-eye has brains and with the proper application 
of them, he is bound to make good in the Service. 



Buzzard; 

Class Honor Cot 



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Harry Aloysius Guthrie 

Gallatin, Tennessee 

"jr "Hibo" "Whistling" "Gus" 

I don't want to stay here, I want to go home and 
get married!" Such was AFs first burst of elo- 
quence after he settled down in his quarters Plebe 
summer. But Al soon got over his rhino mood and 
his joyous whistle has since gladdened the hearts of 
many sad mids. 

A prime fusser — living up to all the traditions of 
snakes from Tennessee — he has seldom "bricked" 
anyone. 

Al hasn't much time for boning, but somehow, he 
was one of the "savvy 12%" from Tennessee who 
made the A end of '21. 

Music is second nature with Hibo. Give him some 
bones, a banjuke, and his mouth and you would 
think that Handy and his jazz band were syncopat- 
ing for you. 

But, coming down to hard tacks, Harry is one of 
the squarest, biggest hearted, and most likeable 
men in the class. Always ready to do anything in 
the world he can for you, he makes one of the best 
friends imaginable. These qualities, with his sunny 
disposition, have worked together to win for him 
his host of friends in the class. 

Buzzard; 
Glee Club (4); 

igle Corps (4); 
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Cecil Gilmore McKinney 

Walla Walla, Washington 

"Mac" 

MAC came to the Academy with a purpose: to 
learn all that would enable him to take his 
place in the Navy, and he leaves with that purpose 
well fulfilled. One look at that jaw removes all 
doubt about his bemg a bookworm, for one imag- 
ines him rather a heavyweight champion. But 
Mac cast his lot with Dick Glendon's husky gang 
when the call came; after steady plugging he won 
his place and kept it. 

"Let's see, this is Thursday, about time to com- 
mence to expect a pink one," but even Walla Walla 
pink ones couldn't keep Mac's average down, and a 
scintillating bit of heaven twinkles behind those 
anchors. Besides, "Variety is the spice of life," 
says Mac, and pink isn't the only color in the 
running. 

What with crew, classes, and heavy correspondence, 
Mac found \'oungster year rather strenuous. At 
the end he was able to enjoy a hard earned trip to 
Philadelphia and came back the proud possessor of 
a '21 crossed-oar. First Class year did not end 
his troubles; he says that the only way he kept 
off the sub squad was that they thought that the 
man he was rescuing, was rescuing him instead. 

C. G. has a sane, cheerful point of view and his 
dependable responsibility will make him a well- 
liked officer. 

Two Stripes; 
Crezv Squad {4, 3 
Star (4); 
Clean Sleeve. 





John Harding Page Hughart, Jr. 
Grand Rapids, Michigan 

"Jack" 

ABOVE we have handsome Jack, one of our 
^ globe trotters and king of American and 
European "lounge lizards." Aided by that velvety 
voice, those tender eyes, and long experience Jack 
has broken more than one heart — but he has never 
quite recovered from the time when he filled a state- 
room with American beauties for one American 
beauty who never sailed. 

Hughart has many tales that would put Baron 
Munchausen to shame, but that innocent face 
spoils it all. 

While in France, Jack made a first hand study of 
French methods and he was very conceited about 
his ability with the gentle sex. But pride goeth 
before a fall and during last September he fell a 
victim to one of Cupid's darts. 

In addition to being a two-gun man at "African 
golf" Jack has wedged ui some extra sea service on 
the Reina. 

"Did I ever tell you about the girl I met in Paris.'" 
Buzzard. 




John George Jones 
Portage, Wisconsin 

"Sugar" "Rummy" "Jonesy" 

THE first girl Johnny ever dragged called him 
Sugar, and he has been that to every one since. 
And it is all because of the handsome appearance 
and the unobtrusive pleasantness that a big farm in 
Wisconsin blessed him w?ith. 

Sugar isn't extraordinarily savvy or brilliant, but 
he is well aware of the fact and that is one of the 
qualities which makes him such a valuable man. 
From the time he entered the Academy as a Plebe 
he has studied hard and consistently, hardly ever 
making the same mistake twice, with the result that 
he has risen to the height of three stripes. 

But his life here hasn't been entirely one of labor, 
either, as his presence at every hop will testify. He 
simply adores feminine beauty, even to the girls in 
the magazines. And he was never known to have 
been bricked. — except once, and that time on a 
Hudson steamer 'neath a starry sky. An angelic- 
looking little femme stole his first kiss and his watch. 
Since then he has been a sadder but wiser man, and 
it would take a wicked line to fool him now. 

Jones is sincere, level-headed, and square, and with 
these qualities he should make a success in the Fleet. 

Three Striper; 
Captain Rifle Team; 
Rifle Team RNT (i); 
Expert Rifleman. 



George Sterling Young 
Butler, Pennsylvania 
"Pete" "Brigham" "Jake" 

'TX^HO is that handsome midshipman over there 
W with those pretty pink cheeks?" And an- 
other poor creature has joined the ranks of the Red 
Mikes, for Pete is at the hop. He comes — they see 
— he conquers. His complexion is advertised from 
Butler to Rockport as "a skin I love to touch." He 
has an air about him that would do credit to the 
knights of the round table, for "he is so big and 
strong and yet so gentle." 

Pete doesn't say much, but when he does you 
might as well listen, for something is coming that is 
worth listening to. The only exception! to this is when 
he returns from a Nav P-work, for then you will hear 
a heated discussion of certain things that are fam- 
iliar to every midshipman. 

When approached upon that Rockport question, he 
merely heaves a sigh and remarks that it is but a 
memory of days gone by. 

Conscientious and faithful, Pete will make a good 
friend. But above all, he is every inch a man. 
Here's hoping, Pete, old boy, that we may see much 
more of you in the years to come. 

"Hey, fellows, I've got to wring out my sock." 

Battalion Adjutant; 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
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William Bennett Jackson, Jr. 

Paulding, Ohio 

"5///" "Jack'' "Bluebeard" 

BILL came to us from the Buckeye state via tlie 
B & O and Bobbie's Knowledge Factory with 
the firm intention of becoming a gentleman sailor. 
His adherence to this determination in spite of the 
present day " Bull-she-vik" tendencies is an indica- 
tion of his chief characteristic. 

It has been this persistence that has put him well 
in the first half of his class. As a Plebe and also as a 
Youngster he swore he would grease shamelessly in all 
his professional subjects, but he has yet to be caught 
in the act. In spite of this and the distaste for work 
that IS natural to all midshipmen Bill has never had 
to worry about his marks. He doesn't star; he is 
just reliable, and always has a little velvet. 

As a pink tea artist he fills the bill acceptably, but 
for all that he is still his own boss and will remain so 
until his ideal comes in sight. After that we refuse 
to prophesy. 

To sum It all, whatever he does will be done right 
and wherever he goes he will receive a royal wel- 
come. Bill is a good scout in any situation, and is 
even willing to drag blind for a friend. What more 
can be said for any man."" 

"Joe, see if you put strop in my laundry bag. I 
needs must shave." 

One Stripe. 



Walter Frederick: Boone 

Palo Alto, California 

"Dan'l" "Freddie" "Fritz' "Tar-Heel" 

HE got one stripe and it has been a state secret 
ever since why he didn't get (not more) less. 
He was just one of the gang, and in our language, 
"a darned good fellow" — one of the Pampered Pets 
who was always willing to extend the helping hand 
— a real gentleman sailor. Of course, we won't tell 
why he strolled the streets of Baltimore so long and 
lonesomely the last night of Youngster leave, nor 
what he read under a Baltimore lamp post, nor why 
New York called him back for the last day of First 
Class leave. 

California claims Freddie as a native son, but in all 
his wanderings over this wide world, the soft 
southern dialect has proven most effective on his 
sentimental feelings. 'Tis good a savoir to be, for 
he certainly keeps sat in correspondence. 

Although we are glad to see you realize the am- 
bitions you had three long years ago when only a 
cit, we hate to see you go, Freddie. Even though 
you may be in the savvy half, you are leaving as 
many true friends behind you as you are taking 
along. 

"There goes two!" 

"How am I going to get time to do that.'" 

"Can I borrow your canoe.?" 

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Musical Clubs (3); 
Jazz Orchestra. 



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Bern Anderson 
Kansas City, Missouri 
"Andy" " B" '^ Bernstein" 

ANDY blew into Uncle Sam's hospitable home 
l\. from the wilds of Kansas City, having been 
attracted to the Severnside by the ad in '17's 
Lucky Bag. He was extremely youthful and un- 
sophisticated at first, but three years' close associa- 
tion has done wonders. He is one of those un- 
fortunate youths who have been ruined by the 
Navy. As a Plebe, he learned to smoke; as a Young- 
ster, he was converted into an oil burner; and First 
Class cruise completed his downfall. 

He has never been known to play anything more 
strenuous than a game of cuckoo under expert 
tutelage. There is one thing always taking the joy 
out of life for Andy — reveille. And haven, a finite 
quantity to him, is Sep leave at home in an easy 
chair, an infinite quantity of Fats, and the latest 
copy of the Parisienne. 

As a classmate, he is a relief from books; as a friend, 
he is all that can be desired. Stripes, class standing, 
or grease are negative quantities with Andy. The 
trail he has left behind him will not soon be for- 
gotten. Many a classmate has been sorely tried 
by his Bolshevik tendencies, yet we enjoy his 
exuberance and general carefree disposition, pro- 
vided we are not his section leader. 

"Why do you let him smoke.'" 
Buzzard. 



Thomas Oliver Cullins, Jr 
Ada, Oklahoma 

" Tim" " Tom" " Coolinj" 

T. 0. was one of the few who started with us b> 
being famous. On the second day he was here, 
he busted out to Sunday morning breakfast forma- 
tion in khaki dress filled with brand new shiny brass 
buttons. Not a few of the well-remembered class of 
'18 met him on the terrace and gently convinced 
him that he was not in uniform. Since then, how- 
ever, he has kept out of trouble and steered clear 
of the pap sheet. 

The one place where he shines is on the gym floor 
where he can be found any Saturday night naviga- 
ting according to the Rules of the Road as laid down 
by Prof Bell. When it comes to girls and music, he 
is among those present, with bells on. 

The All-Academic team has never been given a 
chance by T.O. Being naturally savvy, he has come 
out welf to leeward of a 3.0. First Class year, 
though, he was on the trees regularly until they 
were posted. Then, strange to say, he wasn't there. 
Did you ever hear an argument about the best ship 
First Class cruise? Then you know this: "Now, 
when we were on the Idaho." 

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Walter Ellery Moore 
Los Angeles, California 

"Slats" "Dizzy" 

GOT anything to eat?" That is Slat's morn- 
ing, noon and evening salutation. The 
company seriously considered taking up a collec- 
tion to buy at least one meal that Slats could not 
surround. He is savvy, not because he fell in love 
with that little five pointed piece of gold but be- 
cause he found out early in the game that the right 
way is the easiest one. How he got a forty on the 
Ordnance exam that 90% of the class bilged is be- 
yond human reason but we know that he harnessed 
his anchors to two satellites with as little trouble 
as It takes his less savvy (?) shipmates to keep from 
succumbing in the Academic strife. 

The Duty Officer never knew that the nonchalant 
youth seated alongside him in a Baltimore theater 
was that reg looking 2 striper in the 11th company. 
Fuss? No, not often; he prefers Mack Sennett's 
tribe and then a long seance with Morpheus. Twice 
he busted forth First Class cruise only to find that 
both femmes had hubbies at sea. 

Notwithstanding the fact that three years in the 
Third Batt gave him the reputation of being its 
dizziest member, we expect Slats to be heard from 
in the fleet as one who can do things as they should 
be done. 

T:ro Stripes; 
Star (3). 



Atherton Macondray,"Jr. 
Palo Alto, California 

"Addie" "Mac" "Cerise" 

IT IS hard to tell whether Addy frequents the hops 
on Saturday nights as a form of training for the 
coming track season or whether he runs in the spring 
to help his form in dancing. However, he is a fast 
man in spirits, and usually comes down the home 
stretch leading the field. As for his other pastime, 
he is a living example of the immortal Prof Bell's 
teaching — "there ain't no man what can pass him 
on the ballroom floor" and furthermore, he does not 
burn oil in the presence of ladies. 

Mac dotes on Kipling, especially this passage — 
"Too much work and too much energy kill a man 
just as too much drink and too much assorted vice." 
Fortunately for him, his brain works along the most 
direct line, so he is never forced to worry about 
boning when the band plays out in the yard. 

He has developed due to his keen interest in the 
Juice Department, a high degree of personal 
magnetism — witness the fact that the Duty Officer 
never inspects the deck without being drawn to 
Addy's room. Incidentally, one can always find 
the gang there, discussing some important subject, 
such as the advantages of California. Whatever 
the subject, the debate always ends in a general 
rough house. 

Buzzard: 

Track Squad {4, 3); 
Track Numerals {3); 
Track N (/). 



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B. Lewis Hailey 

Little Rock, Arkansas 

"Judge" 

JUDGE rushed into the Navy riding straddle a 
razor-back hog and singing "Arkansaw Traveler" 
in a corn-fed tenor. But after some days he man- 
aged to live down this prelude, and we find that he 
soon began to attract considerable notice. The 
first case of importance being on a morning in Plebe 
September when he seated himself majestically on 
First Class Bench — and that ain't all. 

Judge's incomparable characteristic is an unruflBed 
disposition, slow to wrath and quick to forgive. 
First impressions of him are mostly a protruding 
chin, a pair of small eyes and a shock of unruly hair. 
He might have been a successful hard egg had his 
heart not been so tender; but a tender heart is usual- 
ly the absolute mark of a Red Mike, and here is one 
who was super-Red until the Fates led him on First 
Class cruise thru a seventy-day sojourn in Philly. 

But if you are looking for a sure-enough friend, a 
kind heart, and even temper, and a clear head dec- 
orated with huge ears, you can do no better than 
cultivate Judge. 

Buzzard. 



Byron Hall Hanlon 

Vallejo, California 

"Red" 

WHEN you see a bunch of red locks come 
breezing around with "Well, what's the 
dope, boys," you'll know without a second glance 
that it's Red himself. Vallejo lost a good citizen 
when Red decided to cast his lot with the Navy. 

Thug started Youngster cruise by taking a 
sounding in Dewey basin. His favorite on the 
cruise was down among the rain clothes where he 
secluded himself for days at a time. 

Every Saturday evening found Red among those 
present at the hop giving the fair ones the once 
over. He has a winning way about him when he is 
around the girls and they rave over his dark red 
locks. The few times that he was bricked by his 
friends he always managed to get a sore ankle. 

Whenever the gang gets together for a rhino ses- 
sion. Red will always be the one bright spot for he 
thinks that the Navy is a good place. 

"How did you hit it. Red.'" 

"Fruit, boys, fruit!" 

Swimming Squad {4); 

Buzzard; 

Soccer Team (3); 

IVNP; 

Captain JVater-Polo. 




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Andrew Petrie Lawton 

YouNGSTOwN, Ohio 
"Busty" "Andy" "Snake" 

THE snakiest of snakes first broke into promi- 
nence among us at Prof Bell's self-conducted 
Drill Informals during our Plebe year. And even 
the Prof himself looked twice, for Andy certainly 
rates high among the wielders of wicked line and 
shakers of the mean hoof. From the time of his first 
Youngster drag, the girls simply wouldn't let him be 
other than a consistent week-end contributor to the 
success of the N. A. hops. " He's so good-looking and 
he dances divinely!" 

Andy is one of those naturally savvy men. He spent 
over ten weeks of Plebe year in the hospital and beat 
the All-Ac's out of a suit of cits at that. And he just 
breezed through Youngster year standing well under 
a hundred. But he is far from being selfish with his 
grey matter. Many a stumbling classmate or strug- 
gling Plebe will shower blessings on his name for his 
chief occupation seems to be helpmg others less 
fortunate than himself. 

Wherever Andy goes there goes a conscientious, 
quiet, good-natured fellow who embodies all the re- 
quirements of "an officer and a gentleman." 

"Either of you birds draggin' to-night?" 
Buzzard. 



William Wheatly Cone 

Charleston, Illinois 

"Bill" "Speed" 

CRASH! Bang! And Bill is in our midst Iheie 
IS something about this tow-headed product of 
Illinois that sets him off as decidedly unnatural if he 
isn't in some sort of roughhouse. 

A born fighter, Bill did his bit toward bringing up 
and keeping up the average of the hops from the 
first hop Youngster year 'till the June Ball of his 
last year. They say he won't be alone when he 
heads for the Asiatic. 

He was a charter member of the Red Book and 
Cosmo Clubs. Beginning early in Plebe summer, 
he has been among those present and voting at all 
the sessions. The Academic Department has 
never assigned a lesson long enough so that he 
could not spend a goodly part of the period trying 
to solve such mysteries as "Why Do They Marry," 
etc. 

An easy-goer, Bill was never near enough the star- 
ring or bilging lines to let Academic work worry 
him much, but the pull he made Youngster year 
which landed him in the first half, leaves no doubt 
as to his abilities. Quiet, steady plugging in the 
line of duty is bound to bring results to Bill — and 
he'll rate all that comes to him. 

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George Andrew Leighton 

Lorain, Ohio 

"Gus" "George" "G.A." 

ALTHOUGH the fresh water breezes of Lake 
L Erie gave George his first taste of the life on 
the foam, he quickly adjusted himself to that salty 
breeze and clammy perfume that only Annapolis 
Roads can claim. 

Leighton's Plebe year was mighty stormy but he 
has been on the lee side of the Academics for the 
past two years. George is not a savoir, but he 
made 21-A by his determination and application of 
his mental resources. He is a consistent worker and 
one of that lucky tribe who can succeed whenever 
they so desire. 

As far as dragging is concerned, G. A. is not much 
of a snake, for the occasions are few when he 
has stepped out although sometimes he has been 
found after big game on Porter Row. 

Claiming to have a wandering spirit and desire to 
look around, Leighton is looking forward to Asiatic 
duty. George has a pleasing disposition, but what 
describes him best is the time-worn phrase — 
"George — the most accommodating man in the 
world." 

Buzzard; 
Submari 



Ralph Dennis Frederick. Sweeney 
Li.MA, Ohio 
"Mike" "Irish Rose" 

ON FIRST glimpsing Mike's Hibernian visage 
and half baked "dead in the water" brace, a 
casual observer with a good imagination would be 
instantly impelled to the conclusion that beyond 
doubt here was a first class shillalah swinger and a 
prime boss of ditch-diggers. 

In common with his race he is temperamental and 
inconsistent. In his peregrinations he follows no 
law. An impulse leads him hither and yon, else- 
where and any place. If he desires air, what matters 
a taxicab window or cut knuckles? 

He is terribly annoyed by the existing regulation 
which requires midshipmen to turn out before break- 
fast. You must understand that he is not lazy — 
just born with this agonizing ennui. This attitude 
is manifestly too independent for the "Secnav's 
Boat Club." 

The orange blossoms will probably bloom for him 
sometime soon for he is one of the few First Classmen 
who still believes in the constancy of woman. 

This automatically stamps him as not running 
true to ordinary form. 

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Thomas Garland Murrell 
Lynchburg, Virginia 

"Count" 

HE is from Virginia — hence the nickname. 
Count. Easily described, is this Virginian — 
tail, well-knit, blonde — and blushes beautifully on 
any and all occasions. Unfortunately, he was 
athletically inclined so while the rest of the oil- 
stove club gathered after drill to work up a rhino 
atmosphere, he would be working out in the gym. 
To our great disappointment he even insisted on 
using his brains and studying once in a while. 

Every man in the Navy is famous for some special 
accomplishment and Count is not the exception that 
proves the rule. On the night of November 29, 
1919, after the Army-Navy Game it was he who led 
by a strong determination — and breath — dragged 
forth from the Kaydet stronghold their beloved 
gray banner. It now hangs among the other treas- 
ures of Smoke Hall, a wonderful remembrance of a 
great achievement, a wonderful night, and Count 
himself. 

When your life as a midshipman is nearly finished 
and you think back on all the bad, mediocre, and 
good times which you have had at the Academy, 
there are certain men whom you will always remem- 
ber as your real pals and true friends. There are 
many of us in the old Fifth who think of Count as 
such a friend. 

Buzzard; 

Track Squad (3); 

Class Lacrosse (I). 



Robert Strite 
Chambersburg, Pennsylvania 

"Bobby" 

BOBBY, the yard engineer, two years at the 
throttle and never missed a hop. He served his 
apprenticeship with the Yard Locomotive Union of 
'21 and burst forth with a heavy schedule First Class 
year. Hop card decorations and a locker door full of 
pictures have diverted more than one Duty Officer's 
gaze from a tornado-swept room. 

Bobby is a girl in the Joe Gish theatrical world. In 
that working-girl rig he had, she looked like a 
laundry maid at a Jimmy Leg's ball — but did you 
see that bride in "Stop Thief.''" Even the girls were 
envious. 

The child labor law doesn't apply here. Otherwise 
Josephus would be serving confinement for working 
children under sixteen over twenty-four hours a day 
— such was Bob's tender age when he drifted into 
these shoals. If he decides to get married during the 
next three or four years he will have to ask mother 
for permission. Even at that when the number for 
class standing are dealt out quite a few of us will 
find ourselves bunking in the passageway while Bob 
occupies a stateroom. He has made his three years 
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Heber Byron Brumbaugh 
Washington, D. C. 

"Major" 

MAJOR'S stern, powerful voice and military 
bearing are both good evidence of the fact 
that his entrance into the Naval Academy did not 
mark the beginning of his military career. 

Heller is one of those fellows who are very hard 
to get acquainted with, but once you know him, you 
will never want to meet a more loyal friend. 

He has always impressed us as a very ambitious 
man, his one great ambition being to get away with 
all the fruit that was to be had without the exertion 
of too much force. 

But with all his outstanding characteristics, good 
and bad, with his powerful voice, his weakness for 
femmes, and his strong, invincible desire for a place 
to caulk, you haven't met the real Major till you 
have become acquainted with the man himself. A 
quiet, pleasant disposition, an understanding of all 
faults in others, and a willingness to give up every- 
thing to help a friend, all go to make in the real 
Major — a personality that will grow on you in spite 
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Artyn L. Main 
■ Mt. Vernon, Iowa 

"Al" 

HERE we have Sally, fresh from the cowpatiis 
of loway. He has rosy cheeks which are just 
beginning to show a beard. Main had two years of 
college before entering and the Academic course was 
such a pipe for him Plebe year that he easily fell into 
a state of innocuous lassitude. In fact, even as a 
First Classman, he was so lazy that it takes a ten 
foot pole to pry him loose from a comfortable chair 
in Smoke Hall, where he is content to stay forever 
with a Fat in his mouth, spreading the latest gossip. 
Nothing worries him for he takes everything as it 
comes and one can't help liking his easy going 
manner. Intentionally non-reg all the time, noth- 
ing pleases him more than getting away with some- 
thing under the very nose of the D. O. In fact once 
in a while when things are dull you will actually see 
him boning the reg book to discover some reg that 
he has neglected to break. 

Main loves the Navy, deep down in his heart, and 
he will tell you so when he isn't joining the gang in a 
Radiator Club meeting to discuss the hardshipsofa 
midshipman's life. 

Sally's sunny disposition will stand him in good 
stead in later life and we're wishing him lots of luck. 

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Joe L. Raichle 

Buffalo, New York 

"Joe" "Rachel" 

JOE drifted quietly and serenely into Crabtown. 
In fact one would think that it hurts him to 
hurry. Even during Plebe summer you could find 
Joe on his way to formation at least five minutes 
before time in order not to have to step out. 

His worries are two in number; number one, his 
gray hairs; number two, the Academic board. He will 
tell you any time that he is unsat and can not 
possibly graduate. But in spite of his doomed 
career he is in 21-A with stripes. 

When it comes to dragging, Joe comes under the 
class of the amiable Red Mike. If you need any 
one badly to drag for you he will condescend to 
help out and strangely enough he seems to enjoy it 
although he will never admit it. Some have been 
known to fall for his apparent indifference for the 
fair sex, even if one fair maid did tell him that he 
was the most horrid man in Annapolis. 

However, his friends, and they are many, know 
what a real companion and friend he is in spite 
of his inclination to make puns. His ability to 
work will carry him far and his personality further. 

Tzvo Stripes. 



Lawrence Litchfield, Jr. 
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 

"Larry" " Litch" "Rosie" "Piggy" 

IN LARRY, messieurs et mesdames, we have a 
most unusual combination of general pessimist, 
yard engineer extraordinary, musical critic, and 
crew man par excellence. 

We may consider the first specification proved if we 
accept the dope from the crew gang who have to 
watch Larry spread gloom over in the boat 
house just before a race. After listening to Litch 
a while we always feel that these boys never get the 
credit they deserve for their unshrinking patience 
with him. 

In his early youth he was sent to school in Switzer- 
land to acquire polish and to get rid of some of his 
Pittsburgh crudities, and after several years of this 
he returned quite irresistible, as one may judge 
from the repeated inquiries of Dick as to the 
identity of that good-looking No. 7 on the second 
boat. 

Besides these numerous accomplishments the Frei- 
herr is one of our best musical critics. He savvied 
Rachmaninoff and Debussy as the rest of us do our 
cap and lead, and can appreciate the effect of a 
well-placed dissonance as well as anyone in the 
third balcony at the Metropolitan. 

'21 Plebe Crezv; 

Junior Varsity (3, 1); 

Masqueraders {4); 

One Stripe, Tzvo Stripes; 

Football (4, I); 

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Wilbur Andrew Wiedman 
McCooL Junction, Nebraska 

"Chauncey" "Sandy" 

DICK Glendon's eyes brightened perceptibly 
when they first hghted upon this veritable 
young moose. Since then he has devoted much of 
his time and energy to earning and keeping a well 
deserved place on the Navy crews. Plebe year 
found him rowing in the Plebe shell. Youngster 
year he was one of two from the class to earn his 
seat in the Big Crew. Hard luck put him in the 
hospital a short time before the Henley and cost 
him a crossed oar. First Class year, Navy beans had 
increased his weight to the point where they moved 
him aft to stroke the starboard side. 

Since the day he joined the Navy he has proved his 
endless good nature. He never leaves the imprint of 
103^ EE's on the grass of Porter Row. But never- 
theless, he is no back channel bateau in a ball- 
room. When he stands down the gym floor with 
all sails set the crowd scatters before him as would a 
fleet of Eastport fishing vessels in the path of the 
Vaterland. 

Onf Stripe; 
Crew Numerals; 
Crew N; 
Football Squad (/). 



Max Welborn 
Pendleton, South Carolina 

"Max" 

THERE are two Welborns. This is the South 
Carolina variety. His first name is a rank 
slander to his true nationality. Max is a full- 
blooded Scotchman, and swears that none of his 
ancestors were ever in the clothing business. 

The order splitting the class caught Max on the lee 
side of 300. That only served to wake him up and 
he has kept sat and happy ever since. 

Max's knowledge of the girls is the result of hours 
spent with Vanity Fair and the Motion Picture 
Magazine. He intended to go out for wrestling 
once but was too tired. His athletics have been 
confined to sport sheets and the cheering section. 
But if not a member, Max has always been a loyal 
supporter of every team and has always stood 
ready to take a squad man's duty during practice 
hours. 

He is generous to a fault, always ready to give you 
his last Fat or loan you his other collar. Sympa- 
thetic and never rhino, he was a valuable member of 
the gang on the Delaware. 

Those of us who attended the after-meal parties in 
Max's shower Youngster year, will remember him 
as a good and true friend. 

Buzzard; 

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Samuel Walter DuBois 
Passaic, New Jersey 

"Count" "Sam" 

HAVE you ever seen an old hound dog prick up 
his ears and throw a wistful look in his doggish 
eyes over some lost chord on the ivories? Well 
Navy, an aggregation of lucky dogs, has listened in 
melancholy rapture to the varied chords from this 
lad's musical soul. We would not have you think 
for one idle moment that Count is the kind that 
makes you wish you'd lived a better life — cause — 
well, he ain't that kind of a boy. 

The Masqueraders knocked at his door and 
opportunity walked in. And say, didn't he knock 
that part for a coo-coo! And when we asked him 
how — he only smiled a wee smile and said "It's easy 
boys; fruit for a gentleman of the old school." 

He is a gentleman. He never asks for a skag for 
himself and his roommate too. Count never would 
borrow your shirt when you were dragging yourself. 
Yes, sir, he is a gentleman, the kind of a man that 
would give you all he had. So anything we now 
have or ever will have. Boy, is yours for the askmg. 

One Stripe; 

Class Supper Committee; 

Glee Club (3, I); 

Masqueraders (/); 

Choir; 

Silver Masqued N; 

German Committee . 




Jesse Hicks Carter 
Te.xarkana, Arkansas 

"Nick" 

WHY should a creature, blessed with so fair a 
name as Jesse be blasphemed Nick? Why is 
a preacher's son so devilish? Why is the ocean so 
near the shore? Those facial characteristics, that 
languid droop of his angel-bow lips, his curly hair, 
and the light that lies in his eyes — and lies — yes, 
there's the reason why. 

Nick came from Exeter, profoundly versed in the 
ways of this unhappy world. He savvied all the ins 
and outs of a reg atmosphere. Don't you remember 
June Week of Plebe year, when tradition pro- 
claimed that Plebes should rest tranquilly bottom 
side up in their boudoir showers? Young Carter, 
being exceedingly averse to "aqua pura" chose to 
carry his billet across the red tiled roof of the 
colonnade, and there to repose under the beaming 
smile of the Man in the Moon. 

Have you ever had that aching longing for any- 
thing, so long as it's something new? Yes? Right 

then's the time Nick's on hand. It's a dinner he'll 
drag you to, regardless of his reputation at stake, 
a dance, or a party ashore — he'll snap a fellow com- 
pletely out of his state of lethargy and make him 
feel as if life were worth while after all. 

So it's the best luck, Nick, old man, and give 'em 
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Buzzard. 



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John Marshall Eggleston 
Norfolk, Virginia 

"Jack" "Eagle" 

NAV this period? Fruit! Wake me five min- 
utes before class, will yuh r" How our little 
bantam from Virginia do love his daily naps! Not 
at all unusual in itself — but he keeps sat in spite of 
them. 

Jack exists during the five days of trial and tribu- 
lation only for the two days of life that follow. 
Picture an ardent lover of the three essentials of 
life, with a devilish ingenuity of execution, without 
regard for petty details and you have this live wire 
as nearly classified as mental photography will 
allow. If in doubt look for the Argo. Two to one 
he will be there in the midst of the gang, giving a 
line of sugared bunk that makes C. Alphonso's 
cohorts turn green with envy. 

Here also we have a member of the exclusive club 
of 2 P. O.'s and an enthusiastic advocate of extra 
executive instruction. 

Eat, well I should snicker. A living demonstra- 
tion of the fact that size and the absorption of 
nourishment are not inter-related. Jack holds the 
Academy record for the Egg Nogg trophy. Admir- 
ing throngs watched with breathless interest his 
inhalation of the frothy flakes of beaten hen fruit 
the night before the Army-Navy game. And 
drink? Well, modesty forbids. 

"Asiatic for mine! I want to save money enough 
to get married on." 

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William Lehigh Rees 
J-ouisviLLE, Kentucky 

"Jake" "Jfillie" 

LESSED with the inability to worry, Lehigh 
drifted through the rifts of Academic battles for 
three years without conscious effort. How he fooled 
them so completely is still a mystery. Youngster 
cruise found our William on the Ohio — sans beard, 
sans mirror, and after the first chow, sans appetite. 
He quickly recovered his appetite, and now his con- 
sumption of food is rivaled only by the coal report 
of the Kearsarge. His first successful operation 
with a safety razor, however, still remains the red 
letter day of his young career. 

Bill's opinion of Plebes could be integrated be- 
tween disgust and amazement. He found more rare 
specimens each day than Noah had in his life-boat's 
crew. In those days, fortunately, D. O.'s were rare 
also. 

Being from the South, and having no propensities 
in common with a polar bear, he found the water too 
cold to stick out for the swimming team. In the 
good "ole" swimming hole in summer time, though, 
he could navigate with the best of them. 

The old Tenth educated Rees in the ways of the 
sea, and it knows him to be a damn good man. 

"Now, let me see. Explain to these gentlemen 
your eccentricities." 

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The Surrender of the Guerriere. 





Wilson Anthony Benoist 
St. Louis, Missouri 



HERE we have the original Red Mike. He 
never dragged but once and then it was bhnd 
for a friend. After this one outburst he swore off 
fussing for good and the only other time he attended 
a hop he wasn't exactly responsible for what he did. 
However, just as soon as Benny gets away from 
Annapolis, he changes completely into a regular 
snake and fusses constantly. There are girls in 
New York, in Newport, and especially in St. 
Louis who receive daily letters from him. Once on 
Youngster leave he was seen in a jewelry store 
trying to buy a wedding ring. 

Dopy's only other outstanding characteristic is his 
laziness. He would be perfectly content to just sit 
in the shade and think — or perhaps just sit. Give 
him a cigarette and leave him alone, and he will be 
sublimely happy; but so much as mention work or 
anything involving a waste of energy and Benny is 
ready to leave. He hates work, admits it, and 
thinks that anyone who doesn't is crazy. As be- 
tween being lazy and crazy, he thinks the advan- 
tage lies heavily with him. But he doesn't argue 
the matter for that would be too much work. 

Buzzard. 



Joseph Alfred McGinley 
NoRRisTOWN, Pennsylvania 

"Mack" "Pop" "Piggy" 

THAT lazy, easy going" — so readith Jig-Jig's 
dope book, and words can not be found in the 
English language which would better describe Piggy. 
Just let him get a hammer-lock on a bed with a 
magazine or a breezy novel before him and it will 
take nothing less than a miracle to bring him back 
to earth. This same characteristic has kept Al from 
becoming a football man, the "conservation of ener- 
gy" being his only thought, though he did make the 
sub squad and has been a constant attendant at the 
many aquatic meets. 

Like all the rest of the Macks and Mikes, Al is 
every inch an Irishman. If you don't believe it just 
try to start something. He has one of those sweet 
Irish dispositions. 

As a card shark Al is right there. It makes no 
difference what the game is, Pinochle, Bridge, or 
Poker, he is always ready for a hand, but if any of 
the galloping dominoes are around, the cards seem to 
their charm. 

Mack is one of the original Red Mikes. Few 
people can boast of seeing him at a hop or a Crab- 
town tea fight. 

Buzzard; 

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Henry Thomas Birmingham 

New York, New York 

"Hank" "Biniiie" 

)0/^ DROPPED a good man among us when 
^\J they left Hank behind on the eve of gradua- 
tion. Hank had the gods of fortune against him, for 
after battling with the All-Academics for two years, 
coupled with one re-exam, and finally to be beaten 
by the Nav Department on the last jump, was a 
good blow for any man to take, and Hank took it 
and took it well. 

Hank first became one of us on First Class cruise. 
In New York he was in on all parties afloat and 
ashore, and a rather lively part in most of them. 

Back at the Academy Hank showed us the best 
of himself. On Saturday nights when the rest of 
the gang are doing Prof Bell's best Terpsichorean 
teachings over in the gym. Hank is among those 
missing. The Saturday night movies and music 
from Grand Opera to Ted Lewis absorb his interest. 
Smoke Hall takes the rest of his time — one reason 
why he has become so well known to the class in a 
short time. 

Hank, while fortune hasn't smiled on you very 
much as yet, the best wishes of the class go with you 
to the Marines. 

"Now Abe and I are always " 

Buzzard. 



Laurence Allen Abercrombie 
Lawrence, Massachusetts 

"Jbe" 

ABE is a gift from Twenty that is appreciated by 
. every Red Mike who ever attended a Saturday 
night movie. As a product of Massachusetts, he is 
a black sheep, being neither star nor striper, but as 
a product of the Clean Sleevers' Club, he is a 
prodigy. He runs Mary Thurman a close race for 
first place at every Mack Sennett performance with 
his warbling, an accomplishment which makes the 
far-famed Chapel Glee Club a welcome part of the 
Sunday Morning Show. 

Laurence is first man on every list, including the 
sub and extra duty squad. Alphabetically he is 
the ratey man in the Regiment, but he doesn't cul- 
tivate rank except in the hearts of those who know 
him. Whenever you think of Abe, you see the old 
one-lunged Smoke Hall piano in the center of an en- 
thusiastic audience. Being primarily an entertain- 
er, he cares little for the serious side of Academy life. 
Nav and Regs are sidelines, but, without a doubt, 
when the time comes, he will ease out of the heap 
with a handspring, a whoop, and the ever-ready 
smile that stretches from ear to ear. 

Glee Club (4, 3, 2 
Choir {4, 3, 2,1); 
Bugle Corps (4); 
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Rupert Meyrick Zimmerli 

Lyons, New York 

"Zt'p" "Zim" " Rupc" 

ZIMMERLI unfortunately lost a year in his 
scheme of things not because he was wooden 
but because illness overtook him at an inopportune 
time. Twenty-one accepts him from Twenty as a 
friend. 

At a very early age, Zep — a name given to this 
native of Switzerland after a much discussed essay 
on the German Zeppelin in 1916 — decided that he 
would like nothing better than to wear the uniform 
of the U. S. Navy for the rest of his life and with 
that determmation joined us. 

A man of high ideals and a lover of nature, Rupe en- 
joys nothing more than an opportunity to discourse 
on the characteristics of the weaker sex or to tell of 
his prowess as a hunter and taxidermist. Ted 
claims that between this pair of evils he never will 
pull sat in sleep. 

As to his social ambition, the mere mention of an 
English school girl will decide him and he usually is 
satisfied to warm the radiator. 

But who will gainsay that he is a man. 

Buzzard; 

Rifle Team (J). 



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HjALM.JiR AdOLPH ChRISTENSEN 

Cass Lake, Minnesota 

"Red" "Christy" "King" 

WENTY lost a man and Twenty-one claimed a 
friend when the flu and pneumonia claimed and 
held Red for over six months of his first First Class 
year, during which time he learned to call more 
doctors and nurses by their first name than an 
ordinary man does in a lifetime. 

King boarded the stern of Twenty-one just after 
she shoved off on her First Class cruise. 

The Math Department did not take him seriously 
enough or perhaps took him too seriously Plebe 
year. The result was that he took two weeks of 
Youngster leave to show them he meant business 
through the medium of a re-exam. 

Christy is always ready for a good time and he cer- 
tainly does know how to inject the spirit of cheerful- 
ness into those around him. Ask anyone who has 
made a liberty with him if he has ever been a drag 
on the party. 

Norway claims this Viking and has given to him the 
heritage of the North — cool judgment, self-control, 
perseverence, an eye for details, and the wander- 
lust. 

Batl. C.P.O.; 

Glee Club (i, 1); 

Choir {3, 1); 

Manager Musical Clubs (/). 




John Krvi 
Jacksonville, Florida 

"Pick" "Pickens" "Johnny" 

ALL except the few unfortunates who spent every 
.Saturday at confinement know Johnny as the 
one who "picks 'em up and throws 'em down." A nice 
playful little habit the boy has. For Johnny won't 
grow up. He came up from Florida a big lovable 
kid and today he's only bigger and more lovable 
and his language is just as picturesque and just as 
seldom profane. Every time you hear some an- 
cient, barbaric, wierd sounding excuse for a cuss- 
word you may know who's around. 

Over at the Barracks, Pixton and Sheldon gave 
each other practice in dodging ink-wells and shoe- 
brushes and then when First Class year came Johnny 
took a post-graduate course from Gates in the art of 
rough-housing. Anyone who ever saw Olin and him 
massage each other with chairs, understands why 
Fitz got a broken nose when he took a hand that 
night. 

When it comes to picking a shipmate you'll have 
to look a long way to do better. Ask Powell what he 
thinks of the subject. You may get killed in a 
little love scrap but at least it will come with no ill- 
will behind it. 

"What makes the grass grow green, Uncle Tom?" 

Wrestling Welterweight Championship (4); 
Wrestling Squad {4, i, /); 
IF NT (J, 1); 
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RuFUs Gerard Thayer 
San Francisco, California 
"Rufe" "Pop" "Gerry" 
UFE is one of those fellows who 



fussed, embarrassed smile and turn a vivid 
red on no provocation at all. But this same 
deceptive expression is one of his greatest assets for 
behind it lies in ambush the untrammelled line that 
ranks him one of the foremost oil-stovers. 

Like a true Royal Son of Rest he is not over-fond of 
work and would rather believe what the text book 
says than worry about it. He has a few non-reg 
tendencies among which is a very non-reg brace. 
When he tries to talk he often marks time for a 
while and then it all comes with a rush. We hesitate 
to call him lazy but it is safe to say that he is an 
exponent of conservation of energy. Rufe is a 
sort of dilettante in athletics. In spite of some 
structural eccentricities he usually gets a seat on the 
X-nth crew each spring. He did succeed in making 
the choir but, as far as we can figure, it was probably 
due to political influence. 

Rufe is as fond of a joke as the next one — if he's 
not the goat. And his disposition is usually like his 
hair — sunny. In short he is a jolly shipmate and a 
loyal friend. 

"Well, I'll bite. What is it?" 

Buzzard; 

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Roy Maxwell Signer 
Fargo, North Dakota 

" Sig" " Gooph" 

LIKE all the rest of us, Sig is ambitious to get his 
-/ quivering fingers on the highly desired sheep 
skin. At that, this hasn't debarred him from all the 
ordinary and a few extraordinary pleasures that 
the inmates here are addicted to. He is in ever 
present need of the stimulus of nicotine and even if 
Thermo is the same as Patagonian to him he can 
tell precisely the heating value in B.T.U.'s of his 
long pipe. 

Dragging isn't exactly a passion with him, but even 
in these days, when girls are either married or else 
want to be, he doesn't hide in order to avoid their 
presence. And we can't altogether believe that his 
trip to Chicago on Christmas leave was solely to 
ride on the B. & 0. mule-train special. 

He is a member of the choir but we don't seriously 
accuse him of singing. Even so, he grafts the 
authorities out of a drill period every week. How- 
ever, the majority agree that his vocal spasms 
deserve a big hand — over his mouth. 

He has intentions of making good in the Navy and 
we'll gamble that he does. 

Buzzard. 



Charles William Rhodes 

Dinuba, California 

"Dusty" "Pop" "Abe" "Slim" 

THE subject of this little sketch entered the 
Academy while still a mere youth, being less than 
twenty-seven, to be exact. He easily survived the 
vicissitudes of Plebe summer and its following 
eclipse, being duly installed as an efficient member 
of the old fighting sixth. He had little trouble with 
Academic work, with the possible exception of 
English; his cheery smile and industrious habits 
enabling him to have quite a little velvet to leeward 
of a two-five. 

Early Youngster year Pop fell in love and since 
then has remained faithful in his devotion to the one- 
and-only from California. His tea fights have been 
rare, but when occasion demands, Hawkshaw can 
come down with as hot a line as the next one. 

Pop was not specially fitted by nature for any 
special branch of athletics, unless an expert job of 
stage carpentry for the masqueraders be such a 
thing. He always has a fund of humor for any 
occasion where rhinoism predominates, and his 
healthy outlook on life is a good basis for the esteem 
in which he is held by those who know him. 

Buzzard; 

Mandolin Club (4); 
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Virgil Knepper Bayless 

FiNDLAY, Ohio 

"Pop" "Butler" "Fog Horn" " Blackie" 

ERE is a man with a "Rock of Ages" face 
whose true age has been a mystery and a sub- 
ject for discussion for the last ten or twelve years. 
Previous to entering upon his period of servitude 
among the intellectual low-brows he spent some 
time in the O. N. G. and the discrepancy between 
the figures on his discharge papers and those on 
the N. A. Register is his angora chaser. 

As a scholar he isn't quite a 4.0, but he uses what 
he has between the ears and he has a way ot batting 
them when they count. 

When it comes to fussing around here he claims 
that he is one of the charter members of the Red 
Mikes, though to save our lives we can't under- 
stand how a man can be a member of that select 
order and still get a pink letter every day for two 
years. That letter is as inevitable as a G. M. T. 
on a Nav P-work. 

He has been rather handy on the Log Staff, though. 
He has somewhat of a journalistic frame of mind, 
and his hard and conscientious work during his stay 
here has been a factor in the successful publication 
of the Log. 

All in all, he couldn't pass as an angel and of course 
he has some little faults, but he is a good man to 
tie to and wherever some of the old gang congre- 
gates there will always be a place for Butler. 

Log Staff (4, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
C. P. 0. 




Ivan W. Miller 

Versailles, Ohio 

"/. If." "Slim" "Ivan" 

THIS flaxen-haired lad from the Styx is the 
reason for that fable concerning the wolf and 
the sheepskin. When others boast of exploits 
fictitious or otherwise he listens with that care- 
worn air of his. About the time the speaker takes 
time out for air stand by, for Herod will be out 
Heroded. He invariably starts off with " — and I" 
and then follows the tale of that wild Provincetown 
trip or the party that was pulled off the night that 
"Regulation" McLean launched his Texas real 
estate boom on a Boston roof garden. Scheherazade 
would never have had a fighting chance with Ivan. 
Yet in his way he is a secretive sort of a bird. The 
significance of that middle initial has been a mys- 
tery for four long years. 

Ivan is a product of a misdirected genius. Had he 
used as much energy in working as he has in avoid- 
ing work we would have had another youthful 
prodigy to point at with pride. After attending 
eighteen successive meetings of the sub squad 
without once getting wet he became the sole 
possessor of the cast iron water-wings. 

Last but not least he is (breathe it softly) a mis- 
ogamist. 

Buzzard. 





Duncan Curry, Jr. 

New York, New \'ork 

"Dime" 

DUNC joined our happy gathering from the back- 
woods of Long Island with a great deal of the 
world still before him. His youth was the despair of 
the Upper Classmen for who can be hard with un- 
sophisticated sweet sixteen. 

But appearances are deceitful and his H. P. brain 
fooled many a savvy Math Prof. Decidedly books 
were the least of Dune's troubles and he only lacked 
a satellite because of a consistent worship of Mor- 
phens. 

A rough house is one of his favorite pastimes and 
it is doubtful whether he became more skilled at 
breaking furniture Plebe year or crockery First Class 
year. 

Hops and extra duty have vied for much of his 
time, and his love affairs alone would fill a volume, 
but First Class year, having attained the age of dis- 
cretion, he fell hopelessly and the wires melted with 
the fervent messages he sent nightly to Baltimore. 

With his good nature and sense of humor he has 
made many friends in the Regiment. He has that 
enviable ability of seeing things as they are and of 
picking out the truly important things of life. 

Buzzard. 



Thomas Archer Esling, Jr. 
Detroit, Michigan 

" Tommy" "Sling" 

ALTHOUGH Slinghas been a consistent Red Mike 
. during his Academic career it has been due to 
his fondness for the movies and athletic events rath- 
er than any dislike for girls. About once a year he 
has yielded to the call of duty, dragged, and heaved 
a sigh of relief when it was over. All his ardor has 
been saved for a better purpose and few Saturdays 
have gone by without his cheermg some Navy 
team to victory and applauding Mack Sennett's 
bathing girls with the enthusiasm always shown by 
the appreciative audience which fills the auditorium 
every Saturday night. One of his accomplishments 
is the accurate timing of late blast, for he has figured 
it out so exactly that he can come nearer to it than 
any other man in the Regiment. 

Sling is not a savoir but he is savvy enough to stand 
fairly high without letting work interfere with pleas- 
ure. Consequently he is a willing and enthusiastic 
partner in any venture, reg or non-reg, %vhich 
promises good sport. 

To be brief, he is the kind of friend who will play 
with you, work with you, and above all, stand by 
you. 

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William Webster, Jr. 
Bel Air, Maryland 

"Bill" "Noah" "Dan" "Willie" 

EVER since Willie has been able to know what 
happened around him, he has had but one desire 
— to be a Naval Officer — He is. 

Willie is an infant prodigy and all that goes with 
it. He holds the class championship in chess and 
as study was not for him, spent most of his time 
working out the chess problems appearing in the best 
of papers. Y. M. C. A. was assured of success when 
Willie's name came out on the stationery. It did 
smooth out a few of the rough spots and added a 
true moral atmosphere. To hear Willie expound on 
literature is a treat. He even has a dictionary 
named after him. Few people rise to such heights. 

Dan had no inclinations for athletics e.xcept the 
mental kind. From the practice it has had his brain 
should be able to turn hand-springs or anything else 
he should call for. 

The weaker sex has few wiles which pierced his 
case-hardened armor of contempt — women are 
much too frivolous for Willie to waste time on. 
Now and then he did break out and surprise every- 
one. A yard engine tried to make a per of him, hut 
he refused to be house broken. 

Self-contained and conscientious, Willie will make 
his mark in the Service somehow. 

Star (4, 3); 
C. P. O.; 
Log Staff (3); 
Masqiicraders (3); 
Secretary Y. M. C. .1. (/); 
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Arnold Ellsworth True 
Corinth, Kentucky 

"Everett" 

REMEMBER iiaving seen the Eighth company 
. pass by Plebe year.^ Then you remember the 
squat little head, neck and shoulders that, following 
in the wake, bobbed up and down like the buoy of a 
ship dragging an anchor — no, not "Woof" — his little 
side kick, Everett True. 

Everett is about as forward and imposing as a 
Plebe representing his table for the first time at the 
Supe's W'ednesday afternoon tea matinee. Having 
Pinkie Thorp wished on him as a roommate Young- 
ster year developed Everett's aggressiveness to some 
extent. 

With the friendships the close intimacies of a Crab 
summer at Yorktown will develop, Everett returned 
to the 3rd company Youngster year more of a known 
quantity. Members of the Soviet fell into the habit 
of dropping around during the period Pinkie allotted 
Everett for sweeping out, to get the dope on the 
change in displacement of a ship entering salt water 
from fresh. So thoroughly was he forced to go into 
the matter, he swung himself into the company's 
minority, forsaking the happy half. 

Big-hearted and willing, worry free and contented, 
slow and calm, old Everett — Some pal. 

"Jim-m-m, look at this soap you left in the 
shower." 

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good ship Gopher I used to — " and then Bill 
will unfold a yarn which would make any old salt 
green with envy- Bill can tell many a good story 
about splicing the main brace, rounding the horns, 
and about his wild experiences in port. 

He is one of the lucky mortals who never gets rhino 
and blue when things go wrong. However it does 
take an exception to make the rule and sometimes 
when that letter, pink and scented, from the Duluth 
girl doesn't arrive on tmie he does get a little de- 
jected. 

Ever since he has been in the Navy he has liked it 
and unlike many of us isn't adverse to telling that 
he likes it and intends to stay. 

Like a true sailor Bill loves the women and the 
women seem to like Bill. Those eyes and eye lashes 
have raised havoc with many a girl. 

Bill hasn't gone in much for athletics except of 
course those of the Mexican variety, and to be sure 
is a charter member of the old Radiator Club. 

He is a great pal, always cheery and ready to help 
out in any way, and should make a good officer in 
this man's Navy. 

Buzzard. 



Leon John Jacobi 
Mt. Clemens, Michigan 

"Jack" "Jake" 

HERE'S Jake — there's late blast. He always 
just beats it, but claims as an alibi in case our 
automatic clock nips off ten seconds that it's a C. 
P. O. rate to arrive when he gets there — no sooner. 
Just to look at him you can tell he has a snakish idea 
of good times and although he hates to admit it, the 
hop that doesn't have his shining countenance on 
the deck — with one even fairer, of course — isn't a 
real success. 

Jake spent his First Class cruise seeing the world 
at League Island aboard the Nevada and inciden- 
tallv he spent July -tth in New York for some strange 
reason — the same reason that sends letters and joy 
to 4266. 

When Jake left the state of automobiles and Fords 
to try his lot as a pampered pet, the U. of M. lost a 
promising engineer. There is nothing too much for 
him to do for a friend, he does it often, and his 
friends are many. Some one will be fortunate to 
have not only a messmate but a true friend when 
Jake gets into the fleet and begins his climb. 

"Say, Bill, wasn't that formation I heard a few 
minutes ago.? Guess I better bear a hand." 

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Oxford, North Carolina 

"Blondy' 

PRESENTABLE enough down to the shoulders, 
below Blondy represents everything that adipose 
tissue isn't. A slim bird, an infamous juggler of the 
restive cup — tea cup since the origination of the 
forty-eight desserts, he always keeps his ideas close 
at home for the simple reason that they'd ruin him 
if exposed. He is at his best when seated at the 
oaken board populated by prehistoric steins and 
others clad in blue. He lives by the policy that a 
lone horse travels fastest and furthest, consequently 
he has kept his other failings, if any, from us. The 
theory of opposites outweighed the psychology of 
nicknames for Blondy is a satire on his name. So 
the ladies say, and they know. We personally 
think his calm, casual non-reg ways, his embryo 
lineaments of a man of action frightened away the 
merely playful and brought him an undeserved 
reputation for wickedness. Of course a stray coat 
or so and the bad effect of New York oysters are only 
circumstantial evidence. 

However, he's a dependable man. Depend on 
him to cut you out in the long run. Although you 
hate to do it, give him a rotten rep before he meets 
her, for he has the qualities of a true Carolinian, bad 
and we must admit it gentlemanly in a true sense of 
an elastic word. 

C. P. 0.; 

One Stripe; 

Submarine Squad (3, 1); 

Class Honor Committee (3). 



William Bartlett Fletcher, Jr. 

Newport, Rhode Island 

"Bill" "Frank Friday" 

SURASH — crash — a dead silence broken only by 
heavy gasps. A brief renewal with an abrupt 
ending. 

"What's the trouble in that room.'" 

"Oh Fletcher's only subduing his roommates to 
the proper pitch." He sure has changed. Plebe 
year he was never known to do anything except 
swing on a bar, this year it seems like his foot's on it. 
Those people are ruining his ideals. He was seen 
dragging last week, was ragged trying to burn oil and 
hit the pap for his second time this morning. That 
girl he inflicted himself on last w^eek dropped a 
remark that would make any one change places with 
him. Something like this: "Oh how refreshingly 
innocent, what a pleasure to develop properly" — 
Speaking of him too — wonder what she meant. Of 
course he is built like an inverted pyramid and 
Tarzan was a hunchback compared to him. He 
probably hunched out a line of his youthful 
ambitions. 

To chronicle him faithfully is beyond us. He 
started with the gym team Plebe year, developed 
as a mainstay, and went when he had second on the 
bar in the '20 intercollegiates. Winning points was 
a failing. In the process of getting his one broad 
stripe he acquired friends on all sides. Quiet, 
unassuming, self-contained with a ready and in- 
fectious smile he's seagoing from stem to stern. 

Gym Team (4, 3, 1); 

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One Stripe. 





Edward Joseph Milner 
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Shorty" 

SHORTY came to us from a tryout with the 
Giants — Big League stuff — so to speak — and 
it's been the same sort of a game with Shorty ever 
since. When Old Father Time called away the 
cruel blasts of winter, and softened nature up with a 
touch of Spring, then Shorty would lead the boys 
to the old lot over there by Porter Row for a fill of the 
bat and the horsehide. Every now and then you 
find in a fellow a wholesome conglomeration of 
optimism, sympathy, and positive effort, just so 
again is the hero of this legend. If there ever was 
an item unessential, however, in the welfare ot a 
human being, women were to Shorty. Heavens no! 
They no more disturbed his state of mental equilib- 
rium than a horsefly does duck soup. And yet the 
habits of the male are not unchangeable, and the 
day may sometime come, who knows, when he shall 
fall. 

Our only regret is in his likeness seen above, tliat 
there couldn't be less of pads and gold buttons and 
more of his contagious grin, 'cause if ever a man 
believed 

"Smile and the world laughs with you, 
PTown and you trown alone." 

It was Shorty. 

One Stripe; 

Baseball Squad (4, 3, J); 
Baseball N (4); 
Baseball N-Star (3, 1); 
Captain Baseball (/). 



William Francis Fitzgerald, Jr. 
Toledo, Ohio 

"Bill" "Fitz" "Dolly" 

AS soon as '19 saw the blue eyes and pink cheeks 
1\. they called him Dolly and the name has stuck 
despite his baseball and football activities. Even 
if johnny Pixton did break his nose with his lovable 
rough house tactics he didn't spoil the looks. Fitz 
has a way with the ladies too — the face and the 
"just once" go well together. And he's got a con- 
fidential line like that one of Sunny's. 

Plebe year he belonged to the most famous squad 
in the regiment — Fitz-True-Richmire and Wol- 
finger — the gang that entertained one-third the 
mess hall every day and Louie Nulton and the rest 
of it on Hundredth Night. Remember that dance 
on the table. 

Youngster year he nearly dropped into the Second 
Class on account of the time he spent figuring out 
how much he needed to make the first. If you want 
any dope on how he vamped Norfolk why ask the 
OK gang. They'll tell you too about the guard they 
used to send to keep him from getting lost or kid- 
napped in New York. 

If anybody ever was good-natured it is Dolly 
Fitz — and his popularity is an evidence of it. 

Baseball (4, 3); 
Submarine Squad {4, 3, 1); 
One Stripe. 




Wilson Durward Leggett, Jr. 
Tarboro, North Carolina 

"Li'ggins" "Legs" 

LEGS started out all right to carve for himself a 
J Naval career and succeeded pretty well as long 
as he had Country to look after him. He boned to 
make the A squad, and had to bone to stay; whereas 
life before had been just one long sleep. Moreover, 
the D. O.'s began to worry the tar heel. 

Plebe year he had to stand sidewise in a breeze, 
but as he progressed Academically, he filled out to 
the extent that he could trust himself alone to smoke 
in the shower without fear of shppmg through. 

At first we expected him to settle down and build 
for that one back in the home town, but soon there 
came signs of digression and he began to sputter 
wildly and fly off on a different path each week; all 
of which increased graduation obligations at 3 B's, 
but still left him to the shifting whims of feminine 
guile. With the return of rational functioning, came 
an intensified concentration of attention to the home 
podunk. 

Legs will make one of tiie best of shipmates in all 
kinds of weather. He has never been of the dazzling 
type; but rather the unassuming, conservative chap 
who goes on collecting friends. 

Buzzard. 



Gerald Desmond Linke 

Plainfield, New Jersey 

"Shiiiold" "Pretzel" "Dutchman" "Blackie" 

PARTY on tonight, Tex?" Many times have 
we heard these words and looking around be- 
held the "Dutch Beer Hound" licking his chops in 
eager anticipation. These parties are the favorite 
pastimes of our Wop from the "Skeeter" state and 
we must admit that he does it well and enjoys it 
thoroughly. 

Those of us who have known him First Class year 
as vice-president of the Red Mikes' club can hardly 
picture Gerald heaving the wicked line to the belles 
of Washington. Yet such was the case as his bills 
at B. B. & B's. will testify. During First Class year, 
however, he renounced the ties that bound him to 
the snakes, considering the attractions of the Wash- 
ington debutantes secondary to the charms of a 
single jewel of Flatbush. 

As an athlete, Blackie makes a good umpire. We 
cannot tell whetiier he chose this position himself 
or the coach chose it for him but we know that after 
getting there he wore a smile in proportion to the 
howls of the contesting teams. His other athletics 
consisted in struggling with the colors for the ben- 
efit of kings, princes, and the spectators of the Army- 
Navy game, and from the write-ups in his home 
town paper he has come into his own at last. 

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Thaddeus B. Hopper 

Richmond Hill, New York 

•'Thad" "T. Br ''Hop" 

THAD has a sense of humor as pecuhar as his 
given name. He will sit for an hour with his 
countenance steeped in deepest gloom while the rest 
of the gang are convulsed with mirth. But should 
one of the worthy things by any chance come down 
with a sober or sensible thought then and then only 
will T. B.'s distinguished countenance be wreathed 
with smiles. 

Thad's facial get-up is eccentric enough to fit in 
with his other characteristics both physical and 
mental. His thorax must be treated somewhere in 
the vicinity of his heels for when he connects them 
up in series the very walls do tremble. 

As a companion and shipmate Thad is irreproach- 
able. A good listener is always in demand and he is 
the dean of them all. After listening to the usual 
soporific line he was a most welcome whif. He has 
never been an exponent of the theory that two can 
live cheaper than one — so it is clear sailing ahead 
for him. 

Buzzard; 

Sub Squad (4, J, /). 



Joseph Francis Bolger 

Adams, Massachusetts 
"Joe-" '-Savvy" 

LADIES and Gentlemen! The herewith appended 
-/ facsimile presents the boast of Adams, Mass- 
achusetts. The quiet simplicity of his untouched 
nature was embalmed in the fragrance of the Berk- 
shire zephyrs. Never, fair dragees, did reflected 
summer sunset enhance such resplendence as that 
which reigns on his Apollonian countenance. Child 
of the wilderness and sequestered spaces, he toiled 
not in vain in that ulterior sector of civilization — 
forlo! that invisible sculptorwas preparing a master- 
piece. Oft of a summer's eve, returning down the 
mountain with his father's flock, Joe would hearken 
to the roar of the distant surf, and the spirit of 
romance winged the celestial blue. 

Once Academized this facinorous vertebrate silently 
convinced us of his contempt for astronomy. No- 
body yet has been elected to " Who's Who Academi- 
cally" by memorizing the Cosmo, and Joe's reputa- 
tion is far from questionable. Couch cooty.? 
Never! His forte is the play of those big rolling 
eyes, and when he beams on one from the corners of 
aforesaid orbits and that innocent blush is in the 
ascendant — then girls. Watch Out! Joe is now 
in quest of a knight to represent him at his wedding. 
— Fusser from the heels down! He still retains a 
childish fondness for the pristine swamps, and ever 
and anon does he pine for the venerable fastnesses 
of the Berkshires. 

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Harry Warner Baltazzi 
Westbury, Long Island 

"Bep" "Be'ppo" "Harry" 

'/^H God, I'm wooden," is the gist of Bep's rhino 
Vy line. Notwithstanding this occasional out- 
burst, Harry has more practical knowledge inside 
that ivory gonk of his than we know what to do 
with. 

As for fussing! Oh shades of Saint Patrick! Did 
you ever hear of that "cold forty" from Hmpstd.? 
Get Bep to tell you about it — introductions are not 
necessary for Beppo is delightly informal. And 
dance! Why Wild Bill McKelvy on a spree is a 
gentle zephyr alongside our Bep. Caruso never 
stood a chance with Harry when our young hopeful 
reached for the high notes at the Class Supper. 
Bacchus himself must have turned green with envy. 
But then that was but an incident and Bep has 
since ceased striving to emulate any of our world 
artists. 

After having lived three years with him and having 
seen him from every angle, we have come to the 
conclusion that he is pretty much of a man. Here's 
to you, Bep, a long life and a happy one. 

"Yes, Count, some day some woman will be fool 
enough to marry me! Won't that be Hell.?" 

Crezv Squad (4); 
Chief Petty Officer. 



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Unthinkable. 
Monstrous. 



LiNFiELD Lee Hunt 
RosEDALE, Kansas 
"Rosedale" "Kansas" 

SMOKE.? 
Imbibe? 

Burn Oil.? 

Drag.? Never. 

Culver and Schad's did excellent work in preparing 
Mike for entrance, so asylum was granted previous 
to the departure of '18. 

Even as you and I, Mike has consistently displayed 
the common ear marks of the forty per cent since 
coming here, and has scored some highly distinctive 
coups in this line. He is young and no doubt means 
well, but even this cannot explain twenty-one empty 
2-in-l cans, innumerable whisk brooms under his 
mattress, giving his clean laundry round trips, 
breaking bottles outside the Duke's office, and 
habitual violations of section h. Art. 752, N. A. R. 

The boy is a staunch advocate of concentration, 
memory courses, and personal efficiency, although he 
is quite unable to concentrate when his feet are at a 
lower level than his head, and has occasionally 
forgotten to attend chow. For all his absent- 
mindedness; however, he has never strayed from the 
path of a true Red Mike, and if there is any truth 
in the statement that the longer they last the harder 
they fall, we predict an interesting future for Mike. 

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Harry Alfred Brandenburger 
Belleville, Illinois 

''Brandy" 

NOBODY ever heard of Belleville until Brandy 
came among us, but if the place produces any 
more like him, it's all right. His unfailing good 
humor and generosity won the friendship and re- 
spect of all with whom he came in contact. 

Jrandy's athletic career has been confined to hard 
and consistent work on the football squad. He has 
not been numbered among the stars but has con- 
tributed his share toward Navy victories. 

Academically, he thinks himself wooden, but he 
found himself in the savvy half at the end of 
Youngster year in spite of his gloomy prophecies to 
the contrary. 

As a fusser, he isn't there; the Red Mikes can boast 
of no member more devoted to their principles than 
Brandy. His idea of a good time is a movie and a 
bag of peanuts. 

But in spite of all this Brandy will be a good man to 
go to sea with. 

"Say Brandy, dragging tonight.?" 

"No, I ain't no great hand with the wimmen." 

Tivo Stripes; 
Expert Rifleman: 
Football Squad. 



John Wendell Jamison 
Blairsville, Pennsylvania 

"Red" 

RED'S one great hobby was comparing his cerise 
. hirsute appendage with the hair of every Irish 
Plebe in the Regiment; when comparisons were fin- 
ished, our hero generally took the fur-lined mustard 
bottle. His long, curly, wavy, attic roof has been 
the cynosure of all eyes and the envy of all femmes 
who came within its radiance; they would exclaim, 
"Oh, Red, you look so Titian!" For many hours, 
the long suffering mirror would dumbly stand before 
such pinkness, while the boy nonchalantly turned 
from side to side and allowed the sunlight and Her- 
picide to play in its midst. 

No Plebe ever beat Red to formation, and rumor 
has it that he only received four d's Youngster year, 
besides keeping Swig off the pap sheet. A summer in 
the lotus-covered lairs of Philadelphia, however, 
converted the la-ad into an unrestrained and Bull- 
shevik First Classman. 

But County Kerry never had a more ardent ad- 
mirer of the fair sex than Red. Fussing, dragging 
blind, and getting bricked was all in a day's work. 

Red, we are glad to have had you with us — your 
booster spirit and carefree, sunny disposition will 
surely make you many friends in the Service. 

Buzzard; 
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Hampden Osborne Banks 

EuTAW, Alabama 

''Major "II am" ''II. 0." 

HAM came to us from sunny Alabama after the 
old Academics had opened fire. Their game 
has been a losing one with him because never have 
they had him guessing. 

The first term of Plebe year his domicile was in 
the lowly basement. Later, however, he came up to 
the 4th deck, 3rd wing to get acquainted with the 
old 16th Co. and he has been in the limelight ever 
since. His Southern drawl made a hit with the 
Upper Classmen. Ham didn't go in for athletics, 
excepting his frantic and finally successful attempt to 
win positive buoyancy over in the tank. His happy 
disposition and willingness to do favors at any time 
have made him a friend of all who know him. The 
reason for his perpetual happiness though is easily 
found, as Ham gets a thick letter every day from 
Back Home and there is a miniature where they 
come from. 

First Class cruise found Ham on Broadway enjoy- 
ing life, but Ham has good ideas of being a regular 
subscriber to the Good Housekeeper or the Home 
Beautiful. Now we find Ham answering the call of 
"Go west young man, go west." 

"Gallopers Attention, Money at rest!" 

Buzzard; 
Clean Sleeve. 



Francis Joseph McKenna 
Leicester, Massachusetts 

"Mick" ".-Ijax" "Mac" 

OUR Ajax, short, dark, and rather good looking. 
A son of old Erin and a firm advocate of home 
rule. His favorite indoor sport is twisting the lion's 
tail in the cause of the Emerald Isle, ask Tommy. 

He slipped by the Jimmy Leg at the gate one day 
in June and has been going in the right direction ever 
since. "Academically, yes," but — well lets give 
him the benefit of the doubt. As a Plebe, Ajax was 
0. K., except for that walk, or rather strut; a game 
cock wasn't in it with Mick. 

Ajax showed signs of leanings toward the fair sex 
Youngster year, but a summer in the Hub of the 
Universe and a few nights on the Charles, and his 
fate was sealed. If you want to find Mick on a 
Saturday night, follow the crowd to the gym. 

Ajax is blessed with an extremely good nature. He 
can give and take a joke with equal humor, which is 
no mean accomplishment. As a roommate he has 
few equals; and so if you need a friend, be the occa- 
sion one of joy or sorrow, this little Irish gentleman 
is one worth having. 

The third deck was the beginning of the end for 
Ajax as far as tobacco was concerned. He fell hard 
for the bearded lady and has been courting her 
spasmodically ever since. 

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Drawn by W. J. Aylward 

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George Lowell Richmire 

Morocco, Indiana 

"Mud" "Daddy" " Alluzvishes" 

WHY did you enter the Navy, garcon?" 
"The Navy needs a good man, sir." 

On another occasion when asked the favorite 
riddle, " What do you do when you don't know what 
to do?" Our sunny friend from sunny Indiana 
casually remarked, "Mildew." 

An assemblage of 166 pounds of bone and muscle. 
Daddy was destined for the gridiron. During his 
Plebe year, George was frequently seen limping 
down the corridor in a zig-zag course as a result of 
the trials and tribulations of a never-tiring hustler. 
Unfortunately a severe mjury to his left leg brought 
his football career to a close. 

Joe has never been a favorite with Fatima despite 
the fact that he has made many attempts to create 
firm diplomatic relations with her. Lady Nicotine 
has proved his guillotine on several occasions. 
Mud's last flirtation with the fragrant weed was in 
the form of a strong cigar — but why say more. 

Iging, starring, in sunshine or in rain, George's 
face is always lighted up with an ear-to-ear smile, a 
smile which has and always will smooth the rough 
passages of his career. 

Buzzard. 



Raymond Cyril Percival 
Augusta, Maine 

"Percy" " Marmaduke" 

THIS is one representative of the Pine Tree 
State who is still with us. For, in spite of his 
confidence of being bilged after every exam, Percy 
has thus far evaded the Academic shoals. 

Owing to his classical surname, Percy was the 
recipient of many titles during his Plebe year, and 
will still answer to Marmaduke, Algernon, Reginald 
and similar outrages. 

While one naturally associates Percival with tea- 
fights and the like, Percy has been a consistent Red 
Mike during his three-odd years here. 

The most thrilling experience Percy has encoun- 
tered within these walls came at the time when the 
Commandant and Duty Officer paid him a little 
visit while he was enjoying the charms of Lady 
Fatima. He claims, however, that the sight of 
those six and one-half gold stripes repaid him for 
his unexpected cruise. 

During both his cruises, Percy has been a close con- 
tender for anchor position in grease, narrowly miss- 
ing it on both occasions. However, we are sure 
that when his great test comes he will give his best 
to the Service. 

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Ralph Elmer Butterfield 

Worcester, Massachusetts 

"Hook" "Eagle" "Campo" "Olie" 

POSSESSED not only of the necessary grit and 
pep, but also with the determination to reform 
the Navy, Campo won his way to the Academy 
from the Service. For a while Plebe year with all 
its rates — or from his point of view lack of rates — 
only tended to increase his indignation. Though 
Hook hails from the baked-bean State, he was 
never in line for a star and was always rhino at 
some department. Moreover at Hick Bell's Terp- 
sichorean demonstrations. Hook was usually 
unsat. One Monday morning Hook lost out badly 
with the Math Department. Firm in his convic- 
tion to have the last word, and to tell the boys what 
his opinion of them was, he rapidly completed his 
paper, and then added his own ideas on the subject: 
"Perhaps if we had extra instruction in this subject 
instead of dancing we could pass the exams once 
in a while." 

Hook soon lost his fervor for a free Navy, though, 
and took to art. Here he surely did star. A dash 
here and a splash there and a perfect picture of a 
perfect 4.0 appeared. His work can always be 
found among the very best of the Log's collection. 

Buzzard. 



Carl Hilton Bushnell 
Cincinnati, Ohio 

"Bush" 

'TT /"HO is that Plebe with the inverted brace.? 
VV Thus he first came under observation 
under his question mark appearance you will find a 
friend loyal to the core and with a heart as big as 
the broad ocean. Even that fateful Fat that 
caused him to take his first cruise during Plebe 
Christmas wasn't enough to dampen his spirits, — 
nor his inclination, for he loves to boast of the fact 
that he has courted Lady Nicotine in every available 
spot in the yard and in every form. Morpheus is no 
mean God in Bush's estimation for in all his career 
he has heard reveille only once and that was when he 
had the morning watch on the cruise. Of course he 
was a great friend of the D. O's for they always had a 
dependable victim. 

It was quite a coincidence that Bush entered the 
Academy at the same time that the postage was 
raised to three cents but not a very remarkable one 
when you become acquainted with the size of his 
correspondence. How he ever answered them all 
and kept his grease with the Academics is still the 
wonder of the age. 

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Charles Herbert Belcher 

Columbus, Ohio 

'" Breicery" " Iloiber/" 

BREWERY'S courtship of a certain Turkish lady 
of world renown has been nothing short of phe- 
nomenal. Not being over-burdened with that quality 
known as luck, he has made long and frequent visits 
to the erstwhile resting place of skaghounds, the 
Reina. He is now the proud possessor of a black N, 
9 stars. On First Class cruise when we dropped the 
mud hook in the North River you should have seen 
Brewery light out for the Great White Way. He 
hit it with a bang and showed the blase New 
Yorkers how to step. In fact one night he stepped 
just a little too far, and as a result spent a week of 
Sep leave stepping off a report of six hours over 
leave. Did this worry Brewery? Not a bit of it. 
All he said was "Well! two weeks' leave is better 
than none." 

It is the hearty wish of us, his friends, that he may 
get along as well as an officer m the Service as lie 
has with us as a midshipman. 

Buzzard; 

Reina {138 days). 



Timothy Francis Wellincs 
Boston, Massachusetts 

" Giis" " Ted" 

WHEN we first knew Gus his attitude toward 
the other sex was decidedly cold; but since he 
has developed into a man he has lost his boyish 
ideas and directed the most careful attention to at 
least one girl. Ted refuses to be enticed by sweet- 
scented notes and boxes of candy. It is a rare thing 
to see him drag to a N.A. hop. Vague rumors are 
heard about his mysterious trips to town on Satur- 
day nights and Sunday afternoons. There are sus- 
picions, but we dare not express them. 

In Academic work Gus has steadily climbed the 
ladder of success. Each year he gets more savvy. 
At first he was far behind the savvy Mass. tradi- 
tions. Youngster year saw improvement and First 
Class year found him a really savvy man. 

Ted was practically at home during his First Class 
cruise. It was during those months that he gained 
prominence as a ball player. In fact baseball and 
extra duty occupied most of his time. 

Ted is one of the favored few who doesn't get rhino. 
Of course if a certain letter doesn't arrive on time he 
raves, but always with a smile. If you want your 
spirits boosted 100% call on him; a cure for that 
rhino feeling is guaranteed. 

We all like Gus; we cant help it. He is a valuable 
classmate and a thoroughbred in every respect. 

Buzzard; 

Three Diagonals; 

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Colin James Thomas 
Denver, Colorado 

"Lin" "Tommy" "Tom" 

1IN is the proud possessor of Ye Old Navy Line, 
-J the famous hawser with which he takes them 
all m tow. He seldom gets angry except when the 
Nav Department treats him rough or someone pro- 
poses to his girl. If ambition were dew-drops this 
man could float the Atlantic Fleet. He is a fond 
lover of music and plank steak. 

The class picked a wazz when they picked Lin to 
run the Art Department of the Lucky Bag. That is 
one thing he has put his heart into besides the gentle 
game of lacrosse. Art is right — his favorite hobby 
being the art of beating up his poor little roommate. 
After the smoke of the scrimmage has cleared away 
it is not an uncommon sight to see Lin doubled up in 
laughter while Tarby (pitterpat, pitterpat) makes 
copious tracks down the corridor. 

Lin hopes some day to be a big gun in aviation and 
he should be if he keeps up his good record, for he 
gets everything he goes after, leaving behind him a 
clean slate and, in the minds of those who know 
him, the memory of a real pal. 

Jrt Editor Lucky Bag; 

Log Staff (1); 

Boxing Squad {4); 

Lacrosse Squad {3, 1); 

Buzzard; 

Class Lacrosse (7). 



Joseph Wali er Rodes 

Lexington, Kentucky 

"Pete" "Doc" "Cap" 

A SON of old Kentuck, Pete came to be one of us. 
With his hearty, good cheer and his inane de- 
sire to burst forth into song at any and all times. 

Pete's hobby is athletics and he identified himself 
with the football and lacrosse squads, winning his 
lNt First Class year. As president of the Y. M. 
C. A. he carried himself with dignity and credit, 
well to be remembered among the long line of those 
who say on Sunday nights, "Gentlemen we have with 
us this enemy." 

Doc is a wholesome sort of man, the kind of a 
person in whom you felt like confiding. He had the 
knack of making the most impossible situation 
possible and is always looking on the bright side of 
things. 

His studies have bothered him somewhat, but he 
always managed to squeeze through, never losing 
heart even when dangerously unsat. He is the 
philosophy of the satisfied and content. 

It has been a pleasure to know Pete, a man who 
not only has high ideals but who also lives up to 
them. 

Three Stripes; 
President Y. M. C. A. (/),• 
Secretary Y. M. C. A. (J); 
Honor Committee {3); 
Football Numerals (4, J, 1); 
Basketball Numerals (4); 
Lacrosse Numerals (3). 



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Alexander Johnson Gray, Jr. 
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Ajax" "Jloysius" "Alex' 

AJAX certainly missed his vocation when he 
- joined the Navy, because anybody who has his 
facility for finding food on a foodless deck, 2.5's in 
Bohvar's httle red book, and a queen on all blind 
drags should be in Oklahoma hunting oil, or in Ire- 
land hunting snakes rather than wasting his talent 
here. 

He is constant in the praise of the Keystone state, 
Anyone who has lived within two decks of him for 
any length of time is able to tell you ofF-hand to two 
decimal points the wheat produced by Lancaster 
County during the last fiscal year, and the percent- 
age of Pennsylvania volunteers in our National 
Army at the start of the War. 

Aloysius is famous for his good-nature and his ter- 
rific line. He can argue more about nothing at 
greater length than many of our well-known Pro- 
hibitionists. 

He went out for everything Plebe year, made the 
Mexican Athletic Union Youngster year, and tried 
his hand at our three roughest sports, water-polo, 
lacrosse, and fussing his First Class year. 

Seriously though we all hope that Ella finally gets 
by with the Medical Department. His ready line 
will cheer us on when the seas are breaking green 
over the bridge, and the odds are apparently beyond 
human help. 

Football Squad (4); 
Masqueraders Stage Gang (4); 
Company Representative {!); 
Buzzard. 



Edward Parvin Beach 

Williamsport, Pennsylvania 

"Doc" 

HOLY cats, Archie, I can't go, I'm dragging." 
'Twas ever thus when Paravane isn't boning 
or out for some form of athletics, it's a pretty safe 
bet he's basking in the smiles of the fair sex or 
heaving a fluent line to the one back in Williamsport. 
He is never completely happy unless he's dragging, 
but his twisted dates have kept him in continual hot 
water. Ask anyone who made Brooklyn Navy 
Yard cruise on the Pennsy. 

But to take Pop seriously, as he takes life, there 
are few here who have lived up as well to their ideals 
of industry and duty. He went out for wrestling 
and track, not so much with the idea of winning for 
himself as of helping along the team, and there as 
elsewhere, he has made good and held down a 
coveted place on the training table. He has always 
kept well ahead of the Profs, although some of his 
battles have caused the remark that "He's never 
happy unless he has something to worry about." 
On the whole, Parvin has earned the enviable rep- 
utation of being a steady, conscientious worker; 
the kind that sticks to it and makes good in the end, 
be it in the Navy or out in "God's Country." 

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Ji'restling Squad (/). 




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Sherwood Badger Smith 
Raleigh, North Carolina 

" Sherry"" Sheerbone"" Wormwood"" Smitty""Pudden 

TALL and broad shouldered with blue eyes and 
brown hair, his manner is quiet and unassum- 
ing. Add to these the fact that his name is Smith 
and — but Sherwood refused to remam m obscurity 
and made both the First Class football team and 
that winning water-polo team. 

Those broad shoulders of his have caused him no 
end of worry. He has spent hours before the mirror 
with craned neck and critical gaze. "Say, does this 
blouse fit across the shoulders?" This question no 
oftener than twice a minute, and the faintest sug- 
gestion of an errant wrinkle would send him to the 
tailor to have said blouse altered. Sh! Here is 
another secret! He used to have special bow- 
legged trousers made for each suit! 

But you can't help liking him for his common sense 
and good nature. However, you haven't heard the 
worst. He is greasy! Why he even greased up 
Wally Vernou as an extra efficient traffic cop. Ask 
him how he got his C. P. O. appointment. Ser- 
iously, he rated it. 

Sherwood in shower: (4 minutes before late blast) 
"I knew that darn formation was going to bust!" 

"Lawsy chile, ain't he growed.?" 

First Class Football Team; 

Water-Polo Team; 

Buzzard; 

C. P. 0.; 

JVNP; 

Class Lacrosse (/). 



William Carpenter Allison 

New York City, New York 

"Bill" "Jl" "Berdie" 

MOSES of Biblical by-gone days, Alexander the 
Great, Caesar, Napoleon, all of them came, 
and went. But alas, alack-a-day, who hath risen to 
fill their shoes but young Berdie himself. The 
master mind of them all. Gentle reader of these 
scrambled thoughts, believe me when I say — Ye 
have but to gaze upon that forehead high, the eyes 
of blacken hue to know the rest. 

Why, even back in the old days when "Plebes 
were Plebes", Berdie began to thrive over there in 
the Marine Barracks. Later, a cruise on the Reina 
lended a certain salty flavor to his midnight yarns. 

Stories — "So help me Hannah!" Old himself 

would bow his head in shame. Berdie has that 
happy faculty of remembering everything he reads or 
hears, only he doesn't read anything he doesn't have 
to, and never hears 'cause he's always talking. 

With all his tendency to exceed the bounds of 
truth and reason, Berdie is a boy in a thousand; 
always on for a party, stag or co-ed, generous, a good 
borrower, and nice to confide in 'cause he only tells 
his friends (not having any enemy). 

"Lo Berdie, solong, and may fate prosper thy path 
down 'in Lehigh Valley' wherever thou mayest 
roam." 

Basketball Squad {4,3, /); 
Numerals (4); 
Crew Squad (/); 
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Paul Edward Pihl 

New Britain, Connecticut 

''Pep" "Doc" 

PEP has had quite an eccentric career as a mid- 
shipman, reverses being interspersed with high 
honors, from the time he was entrusted with the 
Editorship of the Bag, through his coronation as 
five-striper, down to the time he was welcomed as a 
member of the Clean Sleevers' Union. 

The nickname Pep is merely a figure of rhetoric, 
for Our Paul is slow of movement, and slow of 
speech. Furthermore, he is savvy, conscientious, 
and reserved. Dragging with him is not a practice, 
but a momentous occasion, and straight rumor hath 
it that he has taken the fatal happy step. 

Too human, good-natured and likeable to be over- 
efficient, or worldly wise, and yet brainy and clever 
enough to take his place with the best of them in 
more than one branch of endeavor. Pep has made a 
host of friends who respect him for what he is, and 
for the fact that he liked the truth better than five 
stripes. 

And, with his severe mien, and dignified attitude, 
he is ever willing to have his good time with all the 
rest of us and fill his place among those who know 
him as a carefree lover of hilarity. 

Five Stripes; 

Star {4, 3); 

Cretv (4); 

Log Staff (4, 3); 

Class Honor Committer {3); 

Editor-in-Chief of Lucky Bag; 

Clean Sleeve. 



Carl Andrew Lawrence Sundberg 

Weehawken, New Jersey 
"Cal" "Calcium" "Sunny" "Sundy" 

THE authorities banked on Sunny's solemn face 
and aged appearance, and awarded him four 
stripes for it. Then they were surprised when they 
found that his looks belied his "Sunny" disposition, 
which fact most of us knew all along. 

Sunny is right among them when it comes to a gay 
party, whether he is just participating in it or staging 
it himself, as we all remember from our famous 
Class Supper for which most credit is due him as 
Chairman of the Supper Committee. 

For Carl is a true indoor sportsman and has been 
so since he gave up his Plebe aspirations to be a 
cross-country runner. Look at his activities and you 
can surmise his abilities. No one passed him on the 
ballroom floor, for he was chairman of the snakes. 
But his forte was music, and at this he excelled. His 
gang of howlers and musicians put out some good 
musical shows during the winter. Both Log and 
Lucky Bag are indebted to him for his work. 

But we'll remember best the times when all the old 
Smoke Hall gang would gather around Sunny at the 
piano and lift our lusty, though perhaps rusty, 
voices in song which bound us all in a stronger tie 
of friendship than any other act of our association. 

Four Stripes; Star {4, 3); 

Choir {4, 3); Glee Club (J); 

Leader Glee Club (/); Log Staff {4, 3); 

Log Board (7); Lucky Bag Staff (/); 

Class Ring Committee; 

Chairman Class Supper Committee; 

Editor Reef Points; 

Chairman Hop Committee (I). 




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Thomas Edward Zellars 

Grantville, Georgia 

" Tommie" "Dixie Dew Drop" "Roue " 

ISN'T he handsome, though? And, girls, just 
think, he seldom drags. The only thing besides 
the weak squad that is capable of enticing him over 
to the gym is a girl from Georgia. 

That natural brace and snappy step admired by us 
Plebe summer were the result of training at Culver, 
where Tommie received his childhood education. 

Tommie's savviness was demonstrated Plebe year. 
Since then he has been content to loaf along on his 
reputation, but is always well up in things Academic. 
Tommie is the possessor of a geniality that is 
enviable. His perpetual good humor and ability to 
take failure as well as success with the same com- 
posure is quite an accomplishment. 

We didn't all know him at first, but his quiet, un- 
assuming, courteous manner soon won him a warm 
place in the hearts of everyone. 

Buzzard. 



Charles Wellborn, Jr. 

Los Angeles, California 

"Charlie" "Chil" 

'/'"^O West young man, go West!" is the word of 
VJ advice that these Pacific Coast natives cry 
and our own Cutey is no exception to this. From 
the lowest depths of Plebe life to the exalted altitude 
of 1st P. O. he has remained true to "Cal" through 
thick and thin. During Plebe year he kept the 
table (i. e. the Upper Classmen) amused by wild tales 
of Mack Sennett's Beauties and the "wishy-washy" 
waves of the beach. 

Youngster year he developed a fine sense of effi- 
ciency and his savviness gave him many spare mo- 
ments to bone menu cards, food calories, etc., in 
anticipation of the office of Battalion Commissary. 

But in the spring a young man's thoughts turn to 
another cruise and it was then that the far-famed 
Western estrella beamed with a luminosity that 
rivalled Venus, Polaris, Aldebran, and all the rest of 
Wallie's favorites. You see the Delaware was at 
anchor practically all summer and dances in New 
York and Rockport helped to break the monotony, — 
(and also the midshipmen). 

However we have forgiven him those trivial fail- 
ings long ago, and it is only fitting that we bid him 
"Goodbye, Good luck, Happy Voyage." 

Buzzard; 

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Arnold Jay Isbkll 

Logan, Iowa 

"Izzy" "Busier" 

SINCE Izzy's advent here, his many abilities and 
characteristics have made for him many friends. 
His brains are legion as the sign of wisdom on his 
collar indicates. His athletic ability, so well evi- 
denced by his lacrosse and wrestling during Young- 
ster year, have been overcome by the Sirens of Nico- 
tine, Sleep, and the Red Book. But these are 
unheard when a classmate wrecked on the Academic 
Seas has called for his aid. 

There is a corner in the hearts of all for Izzy, for 
his easy-going ways, his ready smile, and his willing- 
ness to play the game, whatever it may be, accord- 
ing to Hoyle. And when the gang is gathered around 
it makes one's heart warm to hear him sing, as he 
thinks of days soon to come, 

"On the shores of California, 

Where the balmy breezes blow, 

I can see an earthly Paradise 

In a little bungalow. 

All the joys of earth and heaven 

Seem to come to me as one, 

And her love will make life glisten 

As dew sparkles in the sun." 

Star (4, 3); 
Two Stripes; 
Clean Sleeve; 
LNr (3); 
If NT (3). 



CJK(jKGH Henry Hahm 
Philadklphia, Pennsylvania 
"Bum" "G. Ilenery" "Georgie" 

A MILLION dollar smile, and a glow of health 
and happiness are the landmarks of George 
Henry. Philadelphia has always been his home port, 
and he is absolutely so proud of the fact that he is 
willing to shake hands with any Plebe from that 
vicinity. 

We doubt if it would be fair to accuse George of 
being lazy for many a time during his Youngster 
cruise we would find him scrubbing decks and back 
at Bancroft Hall he was a charter member of the 
Denver Club — that fraternity of early-morning 
risers who delight in a "cross country" run fol- 
lowed by a cold plunge — all before breakfast. 

One of the footprints left on the sands of time at 
the Academy was George's ability to manage a 
Masquerader stage gang. He developed his funda- 
mental Plebe training in this branch of the service, 
and the "blood feed" near the end of Plebe season 
induced him to make his second and third appear- 
ances. 

George Henry is as great an authority on 4.0 
femmes and bricks as Walter Camp is on football. 
His wit will win him anything. During his three 
years here, it frequently won him a place under the 
table. 

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Masqueraders {3, i). 



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William Edward Sullivan 
International Falls, Minnesota 

"Sully" 

UNLIKE most of us, who at one time or another 
indicate by our actions that we might be 
properly consigned to the forty per cent. Sully is 
rather an ordinary man. To most everyone who 
comes in contact with him he exhibits none of the 
peculiarities or idiosyncracies so common to this 
existence. He may be well described as a reticent 
and recluse type of individual. When he does talk, 
his lack of imagination always confines him to the 
topics of the day. 

Occasionally Sully snakes. How he gets away 
with it we don't know, but to all appearances he does. 

He is most conscientious and exacting in the per- 
formance of his duty which, combined with his 
searching eye, makes them all stand from under. 
Did you ever sneak into ranks after late blast and 
stay off the pap ? I'll say you never did. 

His assiduity and loyalty win for him a warm and 
solid place in the hearts of those who are fortunate 
enough to really know him. He has all the qualities 
for an invaluable officer and aboard the taut ship 
will be right in his realm. 

Buzzard. 



Roland Robert Killiap 

Kalispell, Montana 
"A"' "Montana" " Rosie" 

KILLIAN is a living example of what a First 
Class cruise in a dry dock can do for one. Before 
going on that memorable voyage, each night would 
find him sitting and keeping company with the 
King's own radiator amid the tender glances of the 
Cosmo and Red Book. But now that source of 
heat can no longer seduce him and claims desertion 
on the grounds that he spends his days dreaming of 
"someone" and his nights in bed. To be brief, he 
has lost forever his charter membership in that 
famous club of Red Mikes and indulges in the 
scandalous avocation of tripping the light fantastic 
on days not otherwise demanded by his source of 
constant joy — the Executive Department. 

He frequently engaged the Academic Department 
at close quarters incurring much publication, but 
finally succeeded in forcing capitulation, making 
the first half with a bit to spare. 

We know he will make good in the great school of 
the Service and wish him happiness and success in 
all states, especially in the married state, for after 
all, be they large or be they small, there are none 
like your own. 

Clean Sleevcr; 
Rifle Squad {4, 3); 
Expert Rifleman. 






James Rogers Dudley 

Hannibal, Missouri 

"Jitnmy" "Doodlfy" "Dud" 

UNCLE Dud is a native of Old Missouri and 
comes from the scene of Mark Twain's 
"Huck Finn," where, as a boy, he used to play pirate 
and get lost in the famous cave. 

Easy-going, good-natured, and passably reg, 
Doodley has made many friends. He has always 
walked the straight and narrow, though Youngster 
year he was nearly led astray by Ziggie's mad revels. 
Dudley is savvy in the stuff that counts and has a 
very practical turn of mind. Ask him about that 
home-made, leather-lined, non-corrosive, naviga- 
ting sextant that he made with a broken mirror and 
a door knob. It worked too. 

"Our Jim" seldom drags, and like Grape Nuts 
"There's a reason," and boy, she's some queen. 
Ask him about those twice-a-day letters from the 
original Garden of Eden, then go and sample that 
chow he gets regularly and you'll wonder how he 
managed to wait till June week. 

"Here's to you. Dud!" 
Buzzard. 



Ralph Cornelius Sanson 
Atoka, Oklahoma 

"Sliorly" "Crepe Hanger" "Sans" 

SHOR rV hails from Oklahoma but that doesn't 
make him an Indian. When he came here as a 
Plebe he knew pretty well what he was doing, and 
the very first orders he got about stowing lockers, 
etc., he carried out to the letter. He started in 
being reg, and, as his record will show, has seldom 
deviated from that course. 

He is a conscientious worker and by this means has 
managed to keep out of trouble. No one was more 
surprised than he when he found himself in the 
first half. But once there he has by his sticktoit- 
tiveness raised his average considerably. 

As an athlete he was the star of the sub squad, for 
when the call for extra swimmers went out he was 
among the volunteers. However, he actually 
learned to swim, and now he could rescue an 
anchor if he had to. 

Shorty is not much of a fusser, but there's a reason. 
His capacity for sleep is enormous, but that's noth- 
ing against him for when he is awake you'll know it 
all right, because he is always ready to tackle any- 
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Stuart Howe Ingersoll 

Portland, Maine 
"Slim" "Ingie" "Tick-Tick" 

SHE may be all that but I'm through with 
women," says Ingie, most any Sunday night, 
but don't fret, girls, for Slim is a joiner of the "Never 
Again Club" after every week-end only to be amongst 
'em in full swing by the next hop. The secret of it 
all is he's in love, and she threw him down. The 
dope is that she would have taken him but she was 
afraid that like the chronometer his ancestor built 
he was guaranteed for only one year. 

Slim rates the star on his "Yorktown & Return" 
campaign badge. For hours he gallantly patrolled 
the nets in York river and during an engagement with 
an enemy tin can floating up with the tide his exten- 
sive nose received the damage instead of the can. 

First Class cruise among the "^'eomanettes of the 
Philly Yard came near being fatal to Ingie for the 
sympathetic soul he found to unload class pins and 
other trifles on came near being the largest stock- 
holder in the Ingersoll "estate," but she was a sweet 
girl or, as Slim says, "She must have loved me after 
all," for she shipped all trophies back prepaid when 
she wrote him of her marriage to a cit. 

Rifle Squad (4, 3, 1); 
Buzzard. 



WiLLARD EeSLEY DiLLON 

East Tawas, Michigan 
"Jack" "Harp" "Dill" 

STEADY, easy-going Jack. Never a care, never 
a worry. That's Jack to a "T". He never 
deviates any more from that set course than does our 
old friend — The Mean Sun. And we are here to bet 
that when in future years we run across Willard out 
in the Philippines or on the China Station, he'll still 
be the same care-free, easy-going Jack; he simply 
couldn't be anything else. 

His relations with the fair sex have been some- 
what mysterious. Ordinarily he has been very 
much of a Red Mike as far as weknowdefinitely, but 
there are stories you know — there always are. For 
instance, on First Class cruise, that "wonderful time 
we had in Norfolk." It was claimed by someone 
that they happened by a certain hotel one day and 
there sat Jack in the lobby with a femme on either 
side, and he was as much at home as a stray coulomb 
roosting in a condenser. So we have some doubts 
as to his rightful claim to be classed a true Red Mike. 

Personally, Dillon is a conscientious man; both in 
executive work, and Academic chalk fights he dis- 
played this quality, always playing a straight from 
the shoulder, honest game. He has just a touch of 
that kind of humor that comes to the surface now 
and then, and lets others realize that smile makes 
life worth while. 

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Thomas Joseph Kelly 

COFFEYVILLE, KaNSAS 

"Kelly" "Tom" "Spi'cks" 

MR. Kelly! how many subjects are you unsat in ?" 
"I am sat in Steam sir!" Wooden? — Maybe! — 
but no one ever saw him fail to make the required 
2.5 even in Dago. 

Where you and I would turn to the sporting page 
of a newspaper, Specks would invariably turn to the 
financial section. He was an authority on stock 
quotations and could tell you exactly how much you 
would have made on Standard Preferred in the last 
twelve hours. Being reared in the booming oil 
country may account for T. J.'s strong busmess 
affinity. 

Kelly not only fussed singularly but plural — he 
fussed and you fussed with him, your roommate and 
your roommate's spoons all joined the party — there 
were that many femmes in the crowd. 

During First Class leave Kelly went duck hunting 
— Minnesota, but not having much luck it is said 
that he hiked to Massachusetts and took up "dear 
hunting." 

Anyway don't start an argument for T. J. delights 
in that more than you do and some say that he can 
handle his dukes if the occasion requires. 

Here's to you T. J., you had a hard row to hoe and 
we are with you. 

Two Stripes. 



George Van Deurs 
Portland, Oregon 

"Tan" "Gee" 

C^HEERFUL, happy-go-lucky spirit gets him by 
> any time, any place. If a keen sense of humor is 
a prime requisite for a Naval Officer, Van ought 
to make a good showing. His favorite pastime 
Youngster year was to roust out his gang and start a 
few birthday parties. He thought it a mighty good 
joke to use a duty belt to steal women, etc. His 
easy-going habits caused him to spend most of his 
Wednesdays and Saturdays wearing out good shoes. 
The last two months of his First Class year were 
uncertain times for Van. He made the most ideal 
Plebe look like a clean sleever. Another Midship- 
man's cruise didn't look good to Lengthy. 

Unlike the majority of 21-A, studies never worried 
him. He could bore a hole through a text book in 
less time than it takes to tell. If he didn't like the 
book's method, he'd use one of his own. It gave 
him much delight to show the Prof where the books 
were wrong. The only Department that ever had 
him guessin' was Dago. He savvied Dago like he 
fusses women — always in the dark. Ask him about 
the time he dragged the chaperone for his roommate. 

Van, your head ought to stand you well up in the 
Service, but if it doesn't, your lower extremities will, 
so why worry? 

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David Biederman Rossheim 
Columbia, South Carolina 
''Red" "Ross" "Rosy Gonk" 

ROSS is red headed, but is not a Sinn Feiner, and 
- he does not possess a violent temper. He 
entered as a war baby and the beginning of Aca- 
demic year found him anchored to the Barracks. 

Two years at the University of South Carolina 
gave him a good foundation to work on and conse- 
(|uently he has never had to worry a great deal over 
his studies. 

Youngster year Red surprised us all by developing 
into a regular snake, and his attendance score has 
been nearly perfect. 

Red is very gullible, and he will swallow the hook, 
sinker and line of almost any framed-up story, so at 
times he has been the prey of the Torreadors. But 
innocence is not a fault and it is nice to have some 
one swallow your story once in a while. Though 
quiet and unassuming, he has a motherly kindness 
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Llewellyn James Johns 
Cambridge, Ohio 

" Lu " "Johnnie" 

HE is one of those very rare characters, quiet and 
unassuming, but fearful to behold when 
aroused. He has been in the latter condition only 
twice — twice when he returned from Sep leave, but 
the poor Plebes bore the brunt of his displeasure and 
we as a result know him only as the good-natured 
Pee Wee. 

He is not a giant and has two freckles, but despite 
this several young ladies from Pennsylvania con- 
sider it no drawback. One of the most surprising 
things about Mil Lu is the fact that, although un- 
beknown to anyone, he is savvy. No one had an 
idea he was going to be a member of the illustrious 
half of the class; he upped and surprised us all. 
Voila. 

And what is perhaps his most winning characteris- 
tic is his ability to enter into a gab fest, all tuned 
to your own mood, and then fish out some fitting 
remark from his experiences in Cambridge, Philly, 
or New York to keep the ball rollin'. 

When all's said and done, Johns gets there what- 
ever happens, whether it takes a bluff or a lot of 
effort. Good nature and even temper are his two 
princely qualities. 

Buzzard; 

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Jr resiling Squad (/). 




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Harold Edgar McCarthy 

Mitchell, South Dakota 

"B.N." "Harp" ''Brick" 

AC'S athletic prowess was displayed Plebe 
year when he would have made the fourth 
team if they hadn't stolen his suit. That soured 
him on the regular team stuff, so now he confines 
himself to the Denver Club. You can hear the 
twinkle of his alarm clock most any morning amid 
the curses of his roommate. 

Mac is a great fusser. He will drag for a friend in 
need at any time. Being a great fusser he was in his 
element, First Class cruise in Norfolk and Boston, 
and there are a few hearts in each port which miss 
a beat when their owners see a letter with his well- 
known chicken track chirography on the outside. 

If Mac ever happens to leave the Navy for the 
Glamors of "Cit" life he can make his fortune as a 
ventilation expert, for there isn't a room in which he 
cannot create a tendency with a sixty mile gale 
blowing in all directions. 

But we hope that he won't leave us for quite some 
time, for we would lose a mighty big-hearted pal 
and an officer and a gentleman. 

Buzzard. 



Al.FKKI) MaRCELLUS CjRANUM 

Amery, Wisconsin 
"Granny" "Yum-Yum" 

ALFRED was one of the famous crowd commonly 
l\. known as war babies, so that his natural tal- 
ent for leadership did not have a chance to make 
themselves known Plebe summer. At the end of 
Plebe summer, he learned, much to his disgust, that 
he was one of the two hundred Plebes that were to 
be sent to the barracks. Here we first noticed 
that touch of savviness that later on stood him in 
such good stead, when the order in regard to the 
resumption of the four-year course was issued. 

He barely missed starring Plebe and Youngster 
years, and he has always been willing to give 
assistance to some less fortunate classmate who is 
making heavy weather of it Academically. 

Marcellus was, to all appearances, a Red Mike 
until First Class year. Then he burst forth in saurian 
glory on a blind drag and has since continued to be 
among those present at tea fights and hops. He 
always had the true Navy spirit for athletics and 
the gym wouldn't seem natural without him per- 
forming on the Wopes or doing other gymnastic 
stunts. 

"Let's go over to the gym, Whitie." 

One Stripe; 
Gym Squad (3, I); 
Boxing Squad (7); 
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Paul Barclay Wishart 

New Orleans, Louisiana 

"Wish" "Little Joe" 

BOS'N'S mate, eight side-boys and the band! 
Here comes our Paul! Just ask him sometime 
how the old Skmny Paul yell was revised for him as 
well as Pihl. If you were to hear a line that sounds 
like Chaucer, Voltaire, Billy Sunday and a "steamer 
in a fog," that's Wish telling the boys what the Com 
had to say at the last meeting of the clan. 

Wish was a good fellow, but oh what a voluble, 
affluent, effervescing line he did possess. As Ath- 
letic Editor of the Log, and a member of the Lucky 
Bag Staff, he got rid of much of it, but still had an 
inexhaustible supply left for Smoke Hall and his 
company. For P. B. got three stripes and made an 
excellent Company commander, so excellent that 
the boys called him Little Joe. 

Wish was savvy by nature, a fusser by week-ends, 
and a capable efficient man by constant endeavor. 
He's a mighty good fellow to make a cruise or a 
liberty with, and except when he was warning all 
hands of the approach of a great catastrophe at the 
hands of the Executive Department, his line was 
full of fun. 

Our Paul! Pretty Paul! Paul Wishart. 

Three Stripes; 

Star (4, J); 

Log Staff {4, 3); 

Log Board {!); 

Business Manager Reef Points; 

Class Supper Committee; 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Chairman German Committee. 



Norman Oscar Schwif.n 
St. Joseph, Missouri 

"Piggy" "Nute" "Pee-wee" 

NUTE has one quality that is paramount among 
men of genius and letters — he is inclined to be 
somewhat of a pessimist when an altercation be- 
tween himself and the Academic Board is at hand. 
He bilges regularly fifteen times a week with one for 
luck on Saturday. 

Piggy has been quite a violinist in his time, but 
smce Plebe year a few of the classics (notably BuUard 
Vol. I and H) have so absorbed his interests that he 
has gradually drifted away from those coarse and 
gratifying pursuits. 

Outside of his early acquired habit of swimming 
like a rock, wherein he qualified as a charter member 
of the "Extra Shower's Club," his major sport has 
been the national pastime of Sunny Spain. As a 
raconteur of lances cortas of a spicy variety not al- 
ways heard in the most exclusive circles, he is ad- 
mittedly rex rexorum. His line will ever remain a 
never-failing, ever-refreshing scuttle-butt to his 
shipmates. While he may not be built for cruising 
on the surface, we're confident that when rough 
weather sets in, while he may ship the seas now and 
then, he'll keep his head 'til ordered to "make the 
best of way to port." 

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John Augustine Waters, Jr. 

Stamford, Connecticut 

"Thuf 

IV \0\] ever see a tall, elderly, florid pugilist 
knocking rackety syncopation out of a helpless 
piano you can be reasonably certain who it is; but 
it you encounter the same gentleman later, resting 
his head on an open Bowditch or an Ordnance book, 
giving a nasal imitation of the rattle of a chain in 
the hawse pipe you will know beyond doubt that 
you are gazing on one Thug Waters, lately of 
Stamford, Conn. 

Perhaps he may have had another name before he 
broke into the Navy, but from the first time 
"Nmeteen" gazed on his mastadonian frame he 
has been known by the gentle cognomen of Thug. 
It is a peculiar thing, too, because the only criminal 
tendency he ever exhibited was a desire to murder 
anyone who awakened him from his beloved sleep. 
Thug's sleeping mechanism was adjusted to 
seven positions and any temperature on the 
Fahrenheit scale. 

But when all is said and done the fact remains old 
Thug Waters is a gentleman — generous to a 
fault, a damned good friend, and always ready to 
drive away that rhino feeling with the cheerful 
tunes that only his nimble fingers could produce. 

Class German Co m m ittee : 
Jazz Orchestra; 
Buzzard. 



Henry Goodman Williams 

New Haven, Connecticut 

"Hennie" 

HE'S musical, has rotten luck, and his hair al- 
ways has a patent leather finish and rhumb 
line part in it. Hennie could come out of the swim- 
ming pool and his hair would look like that of the 
handsome boy in the collar ads. Some spiteful in- 
dividual whispered, "Vaseline," but it couldn't 
have remained that slick with anything less than 
baked clay on it. 

For three consecutive years at the Academy the 
leaders of the choir and the managers of the glee 
club made Hennie a standing offer. It was that he 
stand still and do nothing else; his job was to give 
atmosphere because he looked as if he could really 
sing, but the only reason he stayed in the choir was 
because he could get a better look at the girls m 
chapel and could sleep during the sermon. But 
when it came to playing the piano — he could bring 
tears to the eye of a Duty Officer. The trouble was 
that they didn't have a piano in Joe's office and con- 
sequently he bounced the pap more than once. 

A more harveyized, shell proof, double plated and 
lap welded good nature doesn't exist. He is the 
only man in the class who could come back from 
extra duty with a grin and if — 
"The man worth while is the man who can smile 

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Choir (4, 3, 1). 




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Paul Edward Roswall 

Medford, Massachusetts 

"Rosy" "Duke" "Dutch" 

1ADIES and Gentlemen, you 'see before you the 
-J happiest, most pessimistic, trustful, cynical 
person you have ever set eyes upon, for the Duke is 
never more happy than when making pessimistic 
predictions of the future. 

On Fridays before the arrival of those blind drags 
he is as trustful as a child. Never yet has he re- 
fused a blind drag. As for his success, we will spare 
details. 

The Duke has never worn dazzlers on his collar, 
but on the other hand has never had any trouble 
keeping the Academic wolf from his door. 

Liberty every day was a godsend to him First 
Class year and on almost any afternoon you might 
see him accompanied by Ham making flank speed on 
a straight course for Moore's. We say almost any 
afternoon, because during the first term the "Pants 
Hangers" over at the gym occupied his Wednesday 
afternoons quite strenuously. 

As for the future, why worry.? Duke himself 
admits he will eventually marry, settle down, and 
live happily ever after. 

"Hope to tell you I got bricked." 
Buzzard. 



John Franklin Grube 

Lancaster, Pennsylvania 

"Phelo" "Grub" 

WHEN you looked at Phelo you would never 
think of one of the "Ten Needy Cases" or 
the Belgian Relief Fund. 

Phelo came from a little town in Pennsylvania 
which goes by the name of Lancaster, and if Lancas- 
ter were really as big as he leads you to believe, it 
would put New York in the shade. However, the 
town was not the only big thing for he was quite a 
big bug in the town, so like all the rest of the heroes 
the girls were just wild, simply wild over him. He just 
had a way with them that was inexplicable. He 
got letters galore, fat ones, thin ones, pink ones, 
and blue ones, smelly ones, and that ain't all. 

Along about Youngster year when the dope about 
the class split came out, Phelo thought that he was 
quite as savvy as the next one, and he set out to show 
them. By dint of hard study, midnight oil, etc., he 
landed in with the rest of the savvy and near savvy. 

First Class year Grub sported a little gold bird on 
each arm, those being the good old days when they 
wore one on each. When we bid him good-bye, little 
did we think that in two months time he would have 
a trail of broken hearts on the West Coast. 

I got a letter from "Dearie" today. 

Buzzard; 
Expert Rifleman. 




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Ralph Reverdy Stogsdall, Jr. 
South Bend, Indiana 
"Slog' "Pete" "Stogy" 

WE present for your approval — . Tall and 
handsome some say, but the fair sex say 
wonderful. He hails from the South, but his travels 
have been wide, and his experiences varied, so that 
now he is truly a cosmopolitan man. 

Ralph has had more than his share of trouble with 
the Executive Department. However, when occa- 
sion demanded, he laid aside the Red Book, dug out 
the reg book, and profited thereby 

He is fun-loving, care-free, and amiable. His 
wit, joviality, and easy-going manner, make him a 
welcome member m any party. 

His one weakness is love. He falls in and out 
with a nerve, ease, rapidity, and accuracy, that most 
of us could not imagine possible. 

R. R., though, all things said, you have been a 
friend to us who have known you, when a friend has 
been needed. 

"Honestly though, I never felt this way toward 
any other girl in my life." 

Buzzard; 
Clean Sleeve. 



Clarence Vincent Conlan 

San Francisco, California 

"Chick" "Rat" 

CLARENCE is a shining example of a little man 
whose degree of attractiveness varies inversely 
as his size. When he is not smiling anyone would 
vote him the oldest man in the Academy, but when 
he smiles — well, as a tip to the ladies, the only time 
on record when he failed to register a success was in 
the Museum of Art in New York. That was be- 
cause he was looking at one of those famous "Living" 
pictures. 

Clarence likes to appear overwhelmed with the 
cares and troubles of life, but it takes very little to 
penetrate beneath that veneer and bring forth the 
pure happiness which lies beneath for Clarence is a 
happy soul, even in this era of spuds and near beer. 

Plebe year he was in the hospital a large part of 
the time, but was savvy enough to keep up his 
studies and stand among the best. First Class 
cruise created memories which will never leave him. 
Clarence is one of the two hundred and ten who will 
graduate this year without having been to sea. In- 
stead he went to see New York, which is expensive. 

Conceive of Tom Sawyer made up as Wm. S. 
Hart and you have our Clarence. 

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William Leslie Maxson 

St. Cloud, Minnesota 
''Tuba" "Max" "Fats Hit" 

TUBA is known among the ladies as "The Dear 
That Made Milwaukee Famous" but this isn't 
strictly fair to our Tuba for St. Cloud, not Mil- 
waukee, blushes when the Fats Hit is mentioned. 
He came from St. Cloud as guileless and good na- 
tured a protege of Fatty Arbuckle as ever lived, 
but he leaves us with the blase air of a man of the 
world — having seen Yorktown, New York, New- 
town Highlands, and Cohasset. And thereon 
hangs a tale! 

Tuba is savvy — so savvy — almost — as to run m 
the infant prodigy class. He isn't especially given 
to uttering vague nothings; good common horse 
sense is Tuba's long suit. 

First Class cruise demonstrated the fact that Tuba 
was hard on white service and brought to the front 
all of his primeval instincts. At the Tourraine and 
the Lorraine many are the hearts that are wrung 
when the ocean breeze brings memories of him 
whom they affectionately knew as "Our Fats Hit." 
But all that is gone; let the dead past bury its dead 
and look upon our Tuba as he is now: a sportsman 
of the truest sense of the word, and unfailingly in- 
teresting raconteur, and last of all a friend, white, 
aboveboard and square to the four winds. 

Class Football (1); 
Buzzard. 



Frank Russell Eggers 
Manitowoe, Wisconsin 

"Eglett" "Randolph" "Ralph" 

SIR, do tiiey ever use this motor on the anchor 
engines on board ship?" 

"Absolutely no," thunders the Prof. 

"Well, Sir, that's funny because they had one on 
the anchor engine of the New Mexico. 

And he gets away with it. Frank knows a ship 
he has been on like a mother knows her baby. He 
teaches the Profs Juice and his radio outfit is his pet 
hobby. 

He is quiet but there's a glint in his blue eyes that 
makes a person think he can tell better stories, dis- 
counting veracity as a basis of judgment, than 
seven-eights of the Radiator Club. 

He is not a Red Mike in spite of the fact that he 
never drags. The women couldn't help falling for 
his wicked line and his catching smile if he gave them 
a chance but he hasn't any Turkish tendencies in his 
nature. He thinks he has his hands full enough with 
one bit of feminity without giving any others a 
chance to heave alongside. 

Eggers likes to play with ohms and coulombs and 
he oughtto make good in our New Navy. 

Buzzard. 






Paul Eugene Howard 
Pipestone, Minnesota 
"Dizzy" 

FOOD! The mere mention of material sustenance 
will put him in action quicker than an electrical 
detonator. Never has this healthy specimen passed 
up a chance to increase his plenteous girth. A livmg 
example of what Navy chow and caulking will do 
for a man! Howard has a life membership in the 
Cosmo Club, a reserved seat at the movies, and a 
combined scissors and body hold on anything that 
looks like a bed. 

But, hold! Our Minnesota brunette was not 
destined to remain forever in the dim obscurity of 
Red Mike-ism. On First Class cruise he developed the 
trait which is death to the followers of bachelorhood. 
No longer did the Cosmo line, or the red bathrobe 
attract him to the home boudoir on Saturday nights. 
The synchronism developed by Prof Bell, rein- 
forced by the Foo-Foo tinted atmosphere of the 
gym, broke down the last barriers of his bachelor's 
resistance. Modesty forbids further discourse! 

Academics? A new resolution is formed every 
month after the results of the slaughter are posted. 
Always just one jump ahead of the Bolshevik pit- 
fall, he has never been without his much needed 
tonic. 

"Where the hell's Howard.? He's supposed to 
relieve me!" 

Buzzard. 



William Marsh Hainer 

McCoMB, Mississippi 

"Kid" "Bill" 

THE picture doesn't lie. That look of benign 
benevolence depicted above rightly belongs 
upon the countenance of Kid Hainer by right of 
absorption from his own southern sunshine in 
Mississip. A continual good nature and a com- 
posure that can not be shaken even by the mighty 
broadside of the old Misery, which singed off the 
majority of his pink eyebrows and left his trou a 
sight which no self-respecting maiden could face 
unblushingly, indeed, reserve him a nitch in the 
hearts of all who know him intimately. 

But friend or no, enter not into debate with the 
gentleman from Mississippi. This catch-as-catch- 
can-debater recognizes no laws of fair play in 
repartee. Casey never recovered his nerve to 
reiterate his doctrine of foreordination after the 
Hyener murmured sleepily from his hammocky 
couch, "Then your life is already written up in 
God's Morning Order Book." 

A man's record is incomplete without a mention 
of his doings with the wimmen. The Kid's shall 
not be incomplete. In that city of ever-ready 
womanly affection he discovered how good it felt 
for a girl's hand to get all tangled up in that curly 
mop on his golden head and now — the boy is 
incurable. 

He is a good boy nevertheless. 
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Oswald Symister Colclough 

Hammondsport, New York 

"Clough" "Osie" 

OSIE came to us in the middle of Plebe summer 
with an attractive smile and much business 
experience. The business was soon forgotten but 
the smile stayed put. 

Our Osie, as he is familiarly known among the 
members of the fair sex who can't pronounce his 
last name, has long been one of the leading expo- 
nents of the art of Terpsichore, and duty alone can 
keep him from giving the girls a treat at the weekly 
contests staged in the gym. And that's not ali. 
His success in a near tragedy on First Class cruise 
attracted him to the footlights at the Academy, 
where he covered himself with grease paint and 
glory in "Stop Thief." As a result Osie got his 
picture in all the leading photogravure sections. 

In athletics Colclough had the best of intentions 
but a bad knee sent him to the hospital after several 
weeks hard work on the baseball squads. How- 
ever, if coaxed he'll admit that he was no mean 
twirler in his younger days. 

Osie will always be "one of the boys." He com- 
bines boundless energy with a forceful personality 
which will go far toward the buddmg of a successful 
career. 

"Did we score on the mail.'" "Well I hope to 
shout we did nothin' else but." 

Buzzard; 

Hop Committee (I); 
Masqueraders (/),• 
Submarine Squad. 



Elmon Bishop Guernsey 
San Francisco, California 

"Bull" "Wooly-Bully" 

WELL Grandad, how are all the children?" 
So Bull was greeted by the First Classmen 
after Plebe summer, and we're not so sure but that 
some folks out in Crabtown are still calling him 
Grandad; with us, though, he has always been 
just Bull. 

As Plebes it didn't take us long to find in this tall 
lanky minor of Montana a vvhole-heartedness — a 
sort of big, rough, good nature that makes one want 
to walk right up to him, shake hands and "Carry on." 

In these three years, Bull has fallen in love three 
times and fallen out of love twice, so you'll just have 
to draw your own conclusion. We might mention, 
however that Bull lingered yet in Crabtown after 
graduation and it wasn't because of any run-in with 
the Executive Department or the All-Academics 
either. 

From that last night of our life when we heard 
Bull say "How the Hell do you get off this circle.'" 
we have felt that no party was complete without this 
big-hearted roughneck. So now we're going to 
take him with us back to the Pacific and to the fleet 
where we can always be in the way of that inimitable 
spirit which radiates from our Grandad. 

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Alexander Smith Edward 

Newport, Rhode Island 

"Ed" "Scoichy" 

DRAGGING today Eddy?" "Naw, I never 
drag. Don't you know I'm a Red Mike?" 
Such is the reply usually put forth by our little 
Scotchman to the above everlasting question. 
Ask the "O. K. bunch" on First Class cruise and they 
will uphold him. But we, who have had the pleasure 
of his close friendship know that he can hold his own 
with the best of the fussers. If there is any doubt, 
ask him to show you the pictures taken during First 
Class leave. Oh, we'll say that he isn't missing many 
of the good times. 

"Not my nature to worry," Eddy says and we be- 
lieve it. Even the battle of Youngster year for the 
first half of the class didn't keep him from his little 
dream. He forgot to go to recitation one morning 
as he thought everybody was at the barber shop. 

But taken seriously, Eddy with his typical Scotch 
figure, is a friend of the very best kind, with a smile 
that won't wipe off, and is always ready for a good 
time. When he goes to the Service they will receive 
a man who will give all there is in him and who will 
be gladly accepted for his true worth. 

Buzzard. 



Arthur David Condon 

New York, New York 

"Dick" "Rouge" 

RED is versatile. No room for denial there. 
. Whether it is tea fighting with Mrs. Gothrox 
or pressing the milk man's daughter, that same snare 
old line gets him by. His stunts are too numerous to 
even mention, but we can ascribe the worst ones to 
his artistic temperament, and forgive him therefore. 

But Red is an artist. He takes great pains with 
his hair and plays the banjo adorably, — At least she 
says so. 'Tis too bad though that he needs so much 
inspiration, before he can freely express his moods. 

The Navy has done wonders for Red. Plebe 
summer we used to wonder about his knees. But 
just witness him now; tall and slender? Yea, verily! 
An Arrow Collar model. 

Red was non-reg. But that doesn't count now. 
There are bigger things ahead and the fact that 
you've bounced the rougher road and survived it 
makes you the stronger for it. Red is no fair weath- 
er friend and that's the best you can say of any man. 
You are a good sport, old man, and it has been great 
to have you with us. 

Buzzard; 

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RuTLEDGE Barker Tompkins 
At Large 

'^ Tommy" 

WE have practically raised Tommy for he did 
not join our ranks until September, Plebeyear, 
owing to the cruel rule which forbids entering these 
sacred portals before the mature age of sixteen 
years. However, the important birthday finally 
arrived and Tommy was adopted by the old 16th. 
Company. 

One can always tell when he gets in Tommy's 
room. The first glance is enough: A blouse on the 
table, trousers on a chair, socks in one corner, a cap 
in another — that is typical of him. Ham Youngster 
year, and Savoys First Class year, have been kept 
busy following him around tucking in Irish pennants 
here and there. 

Our little Tommy did not come out Youngster 
year but on arriving at Rockport on the "North D." 
he developed into one of the biggest fussers on the 
ship and with the habit formed, he attended nearly 
every hop First Class year. 

Although well acquainted with the Cosmo and 
Red Book, Tommy managed merely m his spare 
time to keep well clear of the Academic boughs, and 
his honeyed line has pulled him through many a bad 
place. 

Buzzard; 
Masqueraders (4). 



Walter Scott Kennedy Trapnell 
Montclair, New Jersey 
"Gits" "Trap" "Sir Walter" 

BEHOLD! This gentleman whose picture you 
see above is one of New Jersey's own. His 
Podunk expected big things when they sent him 
here and we can't say that he has disappointed 
them. 

Trap put forth his best eflFort in crew and in beating 
the Academic Departments. He rowed on the 
Plebe crew, but when it came to varsity caliber his 
height was against him. When it comes to Aca- 
demics — far be it from us to say Trap is wooden, but 
he would much rather wait until he comes near 
going unsat before starting to work. 

Yes, he is one of those who sally forth every week- 
end; and, by the way, he shakes some wicked foot. 
About every fourth Saturday, he goes out with a 
vow on his lips "I'm going to propose to that girl 
today." Yet Cupid has played against him on 
those particular occasions and luck has been with 
him. So, thus far he hasn't lost a miniature, and 
he may not be a married man on graduation day 
after all. 

His amiable disposition will get Trap by most any 
place; he proved that it would on First Class cruise. 

C. P. 0.; 

Clean Sleeve; 
Honor Committee {3); 
Crew Squad (4, 3); 
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George Harbord Debaun 

BusHONG, Kansas 
"Farmer" "Slim" "George" 

GEORGE'S great misfortune has been our good 
luck. Had he timed his entrance into a Plebe's 
room so that he would have been thirty seconds be- 
hind instead of thirty seconds ahead of the D. O., 
'20 would never have lost him. 

Aviation seems to be George's weak point, and in 
this he expects to become one of the Navy's most 
daring aviators. In the Line, however, no man will 
be able to surpass George, for as a Junior Duty 
Officer. September, 1919, he managed to accredit 
himself with more demerits in the shortest time than 
any D. O. before him. It all comes from the study 
of psychology says George. 

If Slim's inchnations had been of a literary trend 
we would have seen him blossom forth as an author, 
— "C. P. O. to three stripes in six easy lessons." 
But his favorite form of mental exercise is found in 
La Vie Parisienne so he did not publish his wide 
experiences broadcast, — anyway the sub squad 
claimed so much of his energies that it took him four 
years to find some one who looked enough like him 
to get by. 

"Thank God there is only one leap year in four." 

Sub Squad; 
C. p. 0.; 

Three Strites. 



Robert Chapman Spracue 

New York City, New ^'ork 

"Boh" 

BOB is savvy, absent-minded, diligent, and fussy. 
He has always managed to pull down the 
scintillating 3.4, and wears upon his collar the mark 
of the sat, savvy, and satisfied. 

His life is one of starts and jerks, with hardened 
whims thrown in. When he goes after something, 
he usually gets it — if he doesn't forget. He occasion- 
ally mistakes a loading machine for a five-inch gun, 
and forgets to go to formation, but he never forgets 
a promised favor. His room is a miniature messhall, 
and anything from reg cakes to egg-nogs are always 
available. 

Robert frequently haunts the hop deck, but he 
seldom signs the snakish "E". He has a suave line 
and parts his hair in the middle, so he doesn't need 
to drag. 

In Bob's one branch of athletics, he is a sticker and 
a hustler. Only consistent work brought him a 
berth on the gym team, which he has held down 
with credit. The rest of his time he has spent keep- 
ing his stars, and practicing the Mexican brand, 
aimed at Profs and femmes alike. With his looks, 
his figure, his line, and his 100 K.W. brain, he will 
make good and give the Service the best that is in 
him. 

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Star {4,3); 
Gym Squad (4, 3, 1); 
Bugle Corps {4). 



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Olin Edward Gates 

Bradentown, Florida 

"Otto" "Jazz Baby" 

AS a three-striper with '20, Olin was admired by 
the girls and his picture was used as a fashion 
plate by Jacob Reed's. But wrestling, baseball, 
ergs, and coulombs, with the ceaseless troubles of 
his company, decided the issue and Olin wanted to 
rest up a year after all that. Which was to his ad- 
vantage for now he has a position on the Regimen- 
tal Staff where his symmetrical displacement of 180 
pounds and his monopoly of sleeve gold has brought 
him still more into the limelight. 

His wonderful build is not wholly a gift of nature, 
but is rather the product of hard and conscientious 
work on the mat where his combination of powerful 
holds and slow, steady, forcing tactics has made 
many a man regret his decision to become a wrestler. 
And his training doesn't end here. Boxing and 
baseball have also been a part of it. First Class 
year he was the mainstay of the backfield of our 
Class team and he made his fame by his sensational 
run for a touchdown from an intercepted pass in one 
of the games of the series. 

Can't you imagine him in an officer's uniform 1 He'll 
be the original tin soldier for looks, but what's more, 
he's a man from the ground up. 

Wrestling Squad {4, 1); 
Baseball N U7nerals; 
Class Football; 
Regimental C. P. 0.; 
IFNT. 



Heber Hampton McLean 

Llano, Texas 

"Tex" "Hobo" " Skeeter" "Fatty" 

THIS steady easy-going Southerner is most widely 
known around here as Tex. Of course he is 
from that land of long-horns, cacti, sand, and 
horned toads, and after listening to some of the 
folk-lore of the region we can hardly understand 
how Mexico has prolonged her precarious existence 
up to the present time. 

Tex has a few idiosyncrasies that are worthy of 
note, among them are his everlasting good nature, 
his peculiar style of locomotion and his attitude 
toward the refreshing fluid that is only spoken of in 
reverent memory. He likes to argue and after an 
hour or so of heated monologue he invariably con- 
vinces himself that he is right. 

When under way and viewed "in line of division 
guides" he makes one think of a combination of a 
moving van. Watt's parallel motion and the walking 
beam of the Emma Giles. He keeps in step by an 
original method of approximation. He used to be a 
devotee of Herpicide but now most any old mange 
cure will do. 

During his time here Tex has made a host of 
friends and he is the kind of a fellow that will keep 
them all. Futhermore, a man has reason to be glad 
when he can count himself a friend of Tex's. 

"I just saw a snake with si.xteen rattles and 
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Edwin Gaines Fullinwider 
Washington, D. C. 

"Fully" 

FULLY is a Red Mike and a student, quite a dan- 
gerous combination. But like all professed Red 
Mikes, he has had his fall, and when a Red Mike 
falls, great is the fall thereof. 

The kind of a man who will take your Thanksgiv- 
ing duty, that's Fully, a true, earnest friend, a mem- 
ber of the "How much do you need" instead of the 
"Can you lend me" club. 

Fully was on the Honor Committee Plebe summer. 
Among his other achievements he also gained dis- 
tinction in the fencing gallery. As a pin pusher, 
Edwin is of the first water and easily earned his 
fNt. 

Endowed with an ambition and a high sense of 
duty, Edwin will leave us knowing that he has always 
done his best and that he has the admiration and 
respect of his classmates. 

iizzard; 
Fencing Squad (4, 3); 
Fencing Team (1); 
Intercollegiate Sabres Champion; 
N-Fencint 




James Lawrence Fly 
Dallas, Texas 

"Deacon" " Cassius" "Flu" "Horatio" 

ALLOW us to present to you James Lawrence 
^ Fly. His most characteristic attitude is the one 
he assumes when obsessed with the desire to orate. 
And Deacon can talk. 

Fly isn't a Red Mike. He says so himself. That's 
why he burst forth once Youngster year with 3.5 
queen and a desire to dance. Ever see a human 
question mark? Maybe the intricate evolutions re- 
sulting from lack of experience in the mystic tickle 
toe caused the graceful exhibition of his pedal ex- 
tremities — at any rate he never snaked again. 

Deacon got two stripes. This should have added a 
certain dignity to his natural military bearing, and 
it probably would have, if Fate had not placed him 
on the staff of our diminutive four striper. Boy, 
page Bud Fisher! 

Yet casting aside the superficial and dealing with 
the more prosaic. Fly isn't the happy-go-lucky, I- 
should-worry, sort. He was class secretary; he was 
on the Log staff, and he worked with the Lucky Bag. 
Late Youngster year he decided he wanted to make 
the first half, which of course is equivalent to saying 
he did. His tangible achievements are in keeping 
with his characteristic convictions, some of which it 
would pay any one to follow. 

Class Secretary {4, 3, 1); 
Log Staff {4, 3); 
Tivo Stripes; 
Van Dyke Prize. 



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John Watts Harris 
Junction City, Arkansas 



CASE^' is what girls always call an "interesting 
fellow" — they all want to meet his kind but 
can't, for the simple reason he is a Red Mike. He 
should be very harmless and mnocent with such a 
reputation but look twice before passing judgment 
— looks are deceiving. 

Casey gained fame because of the fact that men 
often ask him for dope on China or any other out- 
lying country which looks like a place to get buried 
after bilging or resigning. He was all for trying 
his luck that way once himself but it appears that 
the Navy had a bigger hold than first thoughts 
seemed, so Mr. Casey stuck. 

Although having acquired some of the former 
traits of his native state with the usual assistance, 
John Watts outgrew and left them to leeward. It 
is rumored that the old farmers were a "heap sur- 
prised" and "gosh dinged astounded" at the change 
in Johnny's appearance his first Sep leave. They 
must have looked twice. 

If you can imagine this you have Casey: a razor- 
back by birth, a college chappy by accident, and a 
sailor by his own choice. 

Buzzard. 



Louis Eugene Marie, Jr. 
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Little Iron Man" "Shorty" "Little Breeches" 

LOO-EYE originally started with '20 but liked 
^ the home of the 40 percent so well that he de- 
cided to stay five years or rather the Nav Depart- 
ment decided for him. But it couldn't be done — he 
was too savvy — and the end of Youngster year (his 
second Youngster year) found him among the first 
three hundred. Shorty is fond of close escapes as his 
Juice marks for First Class year clearly indicate. As 
a shark in E. E. & P. he is known far and wide. 
" Mr. Pihl can't you woik that.? Why by drawing a 
picture that prob becomes so simple that even Mr. 
Marie could woik it." 

It i< rumored (only rumored) that he actually did 
miss dragging one Saturday. But of course that 
dope is all wrong. As a snake Louis is in a class by 
himself. He is right there at every hop, giving the 
girls a treat and shooting a hot line that even an 
English Prof might well be proud of. 

After graduation, Frenchy intends to go to Quan- 
tico to become a gyrene, as he desires to have nothing 
more to do with G.M.T. and the rest of Wally's 
weapons. When he joins the marines he will leave a 
whole class full of friends, and take with him the 
good wishes of all who know him. 

C. P. 0.; 

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Charles Philip Woodson 
Bessemer, Alabama 
"Theda' "H'oody" 
"ALABAMA, Suh." 

■^ *- Yes, indeed, he is from Alabama — it is 
written all over him — his broad "A's" and forgotten 
"R's" are as distinct as ear marks. "Wood" is 
gifted with a very good humor until he is aggravated 
and then he is always ready to fight. 

But tea-fights are his specialty, and, when planning 
a party, Charlie is about the greatest little fixer m 
the world. In fact, he holds a reputation for having 
the power of getting more men to drag blind than 
any person in the Academy, of bricking them, and 
getting away without a scar. 

Woodson navigates with bold disregard of decorum 
and his ability to make bold requests in an imper- 
turbable manner is worthy of admiration. Yes, he 
always got away with anythmg he tried. He has 
even had arguments with the Academic Department 
and won. 

Whenever Woody was slipping a little to the lee- 
ward of a 2.5, he always managed to brace up and 
sail clear of danger. May you always be able to do 
this, old man, when in future years you see trouble 
ahead. 

"Hey, kid, wantuh do me a favuh .?" 

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Charles Augustus Whiteford 
Cumberland, Wisconsin 

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from such a provincial district as northern Wiscon- 
sin.' Yet, such is the case and this product of the 
West is savvy. 

He finds few things big enough to claim his serious 
attention, but ever suggest a difficulty in Math, and 
you wdl witness a remarkable demonstration of en- 
ergy and ability. And you can depend that his 
natural generosity will respond to an appeal for aid. 
He is an ardent sportsman — from the cheering sec- 
tion or behind the sporting page. 

Charles is rather too conservative to commit him- 
self extensively on the subject of the gentler sex and 
his principal comment is that "When it comes to 
marrying, money will be no objection." A chival- 
rous nature is bound to succumb to feminine charms 
though, and "Jes' watch him fall." 

At taps: "As I have remarked before, this is the 
best time of the day." 

Buzzard. 



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Gordon Bennett Parks 
Clinton, Missouri 

"Gordie" "National" 

TO SEE Gordie strolling down the side of the 
corridor with his hat on the side of his head, 
one would never think that he is very reg but he is. 
He says so himself. When he is not talking of this, 
he IS telling everyone what a wonderful place 
Missouri is. He was a big Red Mike until last part 
of First Class cruise, but when he came back from 
Sep leave . Heretofore he had been want- 
ing to go to Asiatic Station but now that is too far 
and he wants to go to the West Coast and get out of 
debt. Then his fate rests in the hollow of some one's 
hand back in old Missoury. 

He was a consistent member of the submarine 
squad all of his three years and it was only by fore- 
going Smoke Hall for a week that he was able to get 
off at last. 

But the greatest honor of his Academic career was 
when he stood anchor in grease for First Class 
cruise. 

Whenever he starts off, "That reminds me of my 
dog Hadley," you might as well give up trying to 
study and listen, because the longer he runs the 
better he gets. 

Buzzard. 



Harry Edgar Rice, Jr. 
Springfield, Ohio 

"Rabbit" "Wing and Wing" 

RABBIT'S nickname fitted him, so it stuck to 
him tenaciously. He hails from Ohio and 
made himself a worthy candidate for the hall of 
fame when on First Class cruise he touched the new- 
ly made Admiral of the Pacific Fleet for twenty dol- 
lars. He got it and the gates of Broadway weie 
opened unto him. 

"You are Mr. N. A. Smith of Seattle" — we have all 
read those advertisements — Rabbit fell for them and 
while boning his Roth's Memory Course on Young- 
ster cruise he forgot to go to formation. 

In the middle of a Sunday afternoon session of the 
old guard of the 8th Company, Rabbit maintained 
that he had a strong constitution which led to an 
argument as to what a constitution is. He showed 
'em that, when it came to arguing, he had that 
proverbial parson overshadowed. 

Rabbit's ambition in life, he admits, is to make 
enough money to build a palace for himself. Witii- 
out it we know he is; with it we imagine he woulil 
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Harry Stephen Bueche 
Steubenville, Ohio 

" Tank" "Fats" 

FE, fo, fi, fum! 
"I smell the blood of an Englishman. 
" Bueche alive, or Bueche dead, 
"I'll grind his bones to make my bread." 
Here comes Fats: play a little music on the band. 
Where.? Way down low — the little short guy with 
the underslung chin. See him ? That's Fats, the real 
genuine, original, Dutch cherub, famous for his 
brogue and the way he pronounces his appellation. 
A record of habitual hard work belongs to Fats. 
He captained the first soccer team with an official 
season. To him there is no place like Ohio, barring 
none, not even Arkansaw. 

Fats' greatest weakness is his appetite for that 
foreign dish. Pretzels. But by overlooking this there 
may be seen quite plainly a crop of sterling quali- 
ties, including consistency, conscience and common 
sense. And all of them combined with a sense of 
good humor and joviality, have made him the friend 
of all his acquaintances. Would you have an e.xani- 
ple of a little-bit-of-all-right, you have it in him. 
And thus we have Fats. 

1st P. 0.; 
Track Numerals; 
Soccer Squad (3, J); 
Captain Soccer (7). 



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Kenneth Carlton Caldwell 

Grand Junction, Colorado 

"A'. C." 

HAVE you ever seen a frank blue-eyed mid 
with a western stroll.? That's K. C. himself. 
Cool, deliberate, he takes in the days as they come. 
Why should a man fret.? Meet troubles when they 
come; never flurry, never worry. Pretty savvy, he 
craves not for a very high mark, just a fair amount 
of good velvet. 

"Why argue.? Let's just discuss the matter." He 
takes a keen interest in professional topics and you 
will find him well informed on such subjects. 

"By Golly" is an all-around man. He is at home 
with the women as with the Red Mikes. 

Most of us have a certain fear of the Reg Book and 
demerits. K. C. never even thinks of these. Burn- 
ing oil is prefectly legitimate if you can get away with 
it, and he does. Beneath all these trifling matters 
of routine, we can sense the real man, and 
been a pleasure to know him. 

Buzzard. 



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Barnett Sisson 
Newport, Rhode Island 

"Darby" "Sis" "Doggie" 

PICTURE a tall, happy-go-lucky chap with a lin- 
gering stride and you have Darby Sisson. He's 
as quiet as a sphinx most of the time, and was never 
known to hurry except when headed for his "home" 
in Eastport. No conditions of weather ever stopped 
him from his trip across the bridge, and he never did 
leave over there before the time necessary to get in 
ranks by late blast. 

Any of you in danger of a trip to Hades according 
to Billy Sunday's reasoning are urged to speak to 
Darby, and get his advice about reforming as he had 
a touch of what to expect there when they fired six 
twelve-inch guns over his head on the Florida. "\'es, 
the shells all missed him, but he collected enough 
black from the powder to qualify him for a mess- 
moke's rating. Since this occurrence Navy stock 
has fallen way below par with him. 

As a speech-maker he is a wonder. He waxed so 
eloquent at Youngster English that C. Alphonso 
himself used to hang around for pointers. While 
most of the class are sporting two stripes at the 
blossoming age of fifty, Darby expects to be a 
happy family man in cit life. 

Buzzard. 



Eugene Proctor' Sherman 

Boise, Idaho 

"Gene" 

THE first impression of Sherman is that he rates 
his home podunk nickname of "Sleepy." A 
quiet and reserved sort of man who will carry on an 
interesting line of hop whenever someone else starts 
it until some question comes up that calls for an 
argument, and then the proverbial hell and seven 
nations can't stop that line until the other guy be- 
comes convicted in self-defence. He has shown 
ability to talk even an English Prof into quiet sub- 
mission and out of a 3.6. 

Out for boxing and track untd his health called a 
halt in these sports, he took up that sport, which 
people are liable to place on par with tiddle-de-winks 
until they have seen a few wallops of a match of 
fencing and this work with the crooked cheese knife 
took him to the Olympics. 

Being a quiet looking member of the "rag" 12th 
company and a person whom even Jig-Jig didn't 
suspect of ever doing anything non-reg, he got away 
with murder. Savvy enough to pull his roommate 
sat, and never with worry over the All-Academics, 
he had plenty of time tor getting away with what 
the rest of us patted grass on Worden Field and wore 
out shoes on the Washington road for. 

A good man to make a liberty with, dependable, 
and possessing that quiet humor generally found in 
quiet men no one will ever question his being a good 
pal. 

Buzzard; 

Crew Squad (4); 

Boxing (4, 3); 

Log Staff (4). 



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Parke George Young 

Milwaukee, Wisconsin 

"Puck" "P. G." 

TWENTY years on Schlitz out in Milwaukee 
and Parke could hardly be seen sideways. 
Tossing about on the foamy waves of chance he hove 
to at the Academy. He thought it was real nice of 
the Government to build such a pretty place for 
him, but soon changed his mind after interviewing 
several First Classmen. 

Plebe year Parke was an oil-burner. The D. O. 
found it out and shanghied hun to the Reina for six 
weeks of sea service. Youngster leave he made sail 
for the uncharted seas of Matrimony. At the advice 
of a friend to heave up the top sheet and spanker, he 
came about and is still with us. First Class cruise 
Bonaparte quaffed the golden goblet and many a 
night his dim eyes saw two lights for every one on 
Broadway. 

Fortune's darling! Fate's favorite! He has a way 
with the ladies that they can't resist. "Unlucky at 
cards, lucky in love," but Parke is good at both. 
Ask Reverend about his girl from Baltimore. What 
he can't tell you Parke can. The favorite child of 
his fancy is his return to cit life. We predict it will 
be on his 64th birthday. 

"Now, listen, 'When I was a little boy and lived in 
Peoria, Ilhnois' — ." 

Clean Sleeve; 
Thompson Prize (3). 



Glenn Harter Sheldon 

Salamanca, New York 

"Glenny" " Shel " 

WHEN Shellie joined the Navy he had a dry 
humor that defied lubrication. All the pater- 
nal attention of the Upper Classes Plebe year didn't 
please it, and since then it has survived, undimin- 
ished, three bouts with Cupid. 

Glenn's heart beat as carefree of conquest as a 
babe's when he entered over the Maryland Avenue 
route. No one saw a change in him all Piebe year 
but at last it came and with Youngster leave, he 
fell fast in love. 

Interested friends were no little concerned for 
Glenny's welfare when they saw him take heart- 
breaking plunges. The correspondence that totaled 
seven letters a week from New York, died on the 
instant that the Boston girl flashed her charms. 
Rumor has it that he entertained a fair visitor dur- 
ing September — which one.? 

Sheldon surprised us all one day at the Boston 
Yard by a demonstration of his pugilistic powers. Be- 
fore gloves, or a stopwatch could be found, our hero of 
the hour, vanquished an unruly shipmate with just 
about three good swings. He never says much about 
the incident but is proud as a peacock when anyone 
else will be obliging enough to do the telling for him. 

Buzzard. 





Burton Gay Lake 
Cambridge, New York 

"Simon" "Buzzard" 

SIMON entered under the alias of Burton G., but it 
did not take long for us to discover that he was 
either the famous inventor or else one of his rivals. 
It is impossible to say just how savvy Simon is about 
women, for he has had little to do with them down 
here, but when it comes to other perverse and mys- 
terious objects, such as gas engines and hnes of flux 
he is a wonder. To him. Juice is just as simple as 
most of the Profs who try to teach it, and as for 
Steam, — fruit. Some day he will make his for- 
tune and become a public benefactor by inventing a 
slumless supper, or some equally desirable article, if 
there is anything more desirable than that. 

Simon is one of the quietest men m the class, but 
that has not prevented hmi from makmg many 
friends. If you want help of any kind he is always 
not only willing but eager to give it. If he makes 
as good a shipmate as he has a classmate his success 
and popularity are assured. 

Buzzard. 




Edwin Frost Smellie 

Ypsilanti, Michigan 

"Eddie" 

EDWIN entered our midst as a quiet unassuming 
Plebe, but as soon as the All-Academics opened 
fire he showed them he had a brain like an infant 
chess prodigy. Star marks came to him like bar 
flies do to a drink on the house. 

Eddie with his shining satellite, three golden 
stripes, and sweet young innocence would have been 
a drawing card with the women, but in his Academic 
course he followed the paths of a Red Mike. 

Frost's athletic career was all "In line of twat, as- 
sume ze guard" and few opponents were able to with- 
stand his lightening parries and terrible thrusts. 
First Class year he captained the victorious willow 
pushers who brought back the little iron man to add 
to '21-B's collection of wooden ones. 

Eddie was a true disciple of the little green book. 
He knew how to make the best use of a fertile brain, 
but at the same time he was never too busy to help 
those less fortunate than himself over the Academic 
shoals. 



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Fencing (4, 3, 1); 
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Captain Fencing Teat 
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Joe Nelson Smith 
Eureka, Kansas 

"Smitty" 

NO doubt you have often heard of the mythical 
"poker-face," but it is a thing rarely seen in 
real life. Yet we claim that here is a sure enough 
one. 

Joe spent many years under the benign influence of 
H. P. Jones but their honeymoon ran afoul a snag 
when H. P. shipped on the U. S. S. Outside. He is an 
ardent lover and patron of the great American game 
of chance and he will spend hours raking in the chips 
or herding the galloping ivories. His one regret is 
that the N. A. isn't located at Monte Carlo. 

J. N. is a quiet follower of the non-reg life and 
thrives on his special allowance of sleep — twenty 
hours a day. One of his characteristics is his ever- 
willingness to ketch one and it has been figured on 
Rufe's double-barreled slip-stick that he smokes a 
skag 22 inches long every day — and borrowed at 
that. 

To come to earth, though, Smitty is a friend to 
cherish. If you ever run into him in the years to 
come, you'll find him as now — quiet, calm, and 
deliberate with the prize bluff of the place. 

Buzzard. 



William Clark Powell 

Denver, Colorado 

"Bill" "Billy" 

THOUGH some may think of Savvy Bill as 
quiet, reticent, and even ministerial in bearing, 
his friends know him to be a rare humorist, a nat- 
ural imitator, and a past master of subtle wit. They 
know him as one of the brilliant men in the class and 
as the possessor of a heart big, generous, and true. 
Bill starred easily Plebe year but almost lost his 
satellites Youngster year when he was ragged con- 
ducting a class for unsats in the basement after 
taps. 

The regs never bothered him any more than his 
studies. His two stripes were never allowed to in- 
fluence his care-free First Class career. His only 
worry is his hair. The thousands of pennies he 
spent for hair tonics and shampoo would have bought 
a graduation outfit for A. B. Cook. 

Clean-cut, keen minded and big hearted, he can- 
not help meeting with success. 

Tivo Stripes; 
Star {4, 3). 





Delamer Lowell Jones 

Norfolk, Virginia 

"Del" 

•TT THAT'S your name, Mister?" 
' ' "Jones." 

"Jones is dead." 

He was not slow in gaining widespread fame, es- 
pecially when he obeyed G. W's. orders that hot 
midsummer's day. None of the old first company 
gang have forgotten it. 

The Ac. Department has never held many terrors 
for John Paul's namesake. A few more important 
things have diverted his mind. Crabs have claimed 
a good share of Cupid's time and there never has 
been a hop at which he has not shaken the light and 
fantastic. 

Women, not wine, will be his downfall. Even his 
good looks have been ruined since "she" insisted 
that he part his hair in the middle. 

The "Boiled Owl" looks as tho he might be a plun- 
ger on the swimming team. Instead, his energy has 
been spent in the air. It did not take D. L. long 
to convince us that he could high jump as well as he 
could do many other things. Youngster and First 
Class year, boxing claimed a good share of his time 
and that championship bout was some match. 

Jones enters everything with an enthusiasm that is 
bound to carry him a long way. 

Buzzard; 

Track Squad {4, 3, 1); 

Track Numerals (4, 3). 



William Galusha Fewel 

El Paso, Texas 
"Galusha" "Bill" "Lucius" 

THOUGH this easy-going, sleep-loving. Navy 
Jr. claims Texas as his home, he is practically a 
man without a country. He has lived from Guam 
to Bremerton and from the Philippines to Philly. 
Galusha joined us early in our Plebes' paradise and 
was not long in making himself known for his skill 
in handling sailboats and his ability as a swimmer. 
He has weathered some rough Academic seas in 
English and Dago but to him Math has been fruit 
for the home team. On the whole he seems to have 
specialized in doing as little work as possible and 
still keeping well sat. One of the Radiator Club, he 
is always engrossed in the latest Cosmo, Red Book, 
or Hearst's. 

Though he will swear that he is a Red Mike our 
"Yard Engineer" is a devoted fusser. He is thor- 
oughly familiar with Lovers' Lane and Upshur Row 
and can make the trip to Wardour and return blind- 
folded. 

Lucius has not spent much time on athletics, al- 
though he has done some hard work in the tank; 
and he is a clever boxer. 

A quiet fellow, sometimes rhino, though not often, 
he does not make friends too quickly. But when 
you know him, he is true blue, and you'll look far to 
find a more genial, warm-hearted, sympathetic com- 
panion. 

Buzzard; 

Swimming Squad (4, 3). 




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COMMITTEE 

H. W. Eaton 
S. W. DuBois 

W. G. BOBBITT 

H. D. Hail, Ringmaster 




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THE SMOKE HALL GANG 

The First Class hang-out — where the latest dope 
is spilled — where some sing, some try, and others 
merely pat their feet. When a man can't be found 



Smoke Hall Blues 



I don't know what to do; 

I'm feeling mighty blue. 

The other day I got a zip in Steam; 

And in Nav and Juice 

I got my usual two, 

And smoking is the only cure it seems. 

First Chorus 

I've got those blue, smoke, Smoke Hall Blues, 

I want to smoke my blues away; 

When I get zips and one point twos, 

I want to smoke my life away. 

Oh brother I don't stand a show, 

When I get a cold one-o; 

It is down to Smoke Hall then I go. 

Just to smo — ho — hoke my blues away. 

I've had a lot of blues, 

'Bout women, song, and booze. 

And the blues my naughty sweety gave to me; 

But those blues I can bear. 

For they cannot compare 

With the blues when I am perched upon the tree. 

Second Chorus 



I've got those blue, smoke, Smoke Hall Blues, 
I want to smoke my blues away. 
When I get zips and one point twos, 
I want to smoke the live long day. 
Oh boy, my hopes are all eclipsed, 
When the Prof says, "Draw your slips." 
And then all the smoke rings look like zips. 
When I smo — ho — hoke my blues away. 




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Sundberg,^C. a. L., ( 
Jones, B. S. 
Benoist, L. A. 
McIver, R. S. 
Hardy, H. H. 
McLaury, F. S. 
Hutchinson, M. C. 

CoLCLOUGH, 0. S^. 

MacKinnon, J. S. 


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Committee 



Chairman 



1921-B 

Bridget, F. J. 
Johnson, W. D. 
Detzer, a. J. 
HiCKEY, R. F. 
^/[cCrory, F. S. 
Watters, H. 
Pino, H. M. 



1922 

Huger, W. E. 
ROCKEY, W. W. 
Johnson, J. R. 
Goodwin, C. F. 
DuPoNT, E. F. 
Larsen, E. E. 



The Log- 

"/^LICKETY-clickety-click" — that's the circulation manager explaining why 
I . she didn't get it. "Who said 'Change the name of Arkansas?'" — that's the 
^—'^ Editor-in-Chief coming in. "Bang" — that's the youngsters in the next 
room breaking furniture. "Give me youah materials. You ah on the report" — 
that's Lillian. The whole scene, ladies and gentlemen, is the Old Log Office down 
in the basement of the first wing for the year 1919-1920. 

Mark VIII. had a stormy time, for the raids of the Lucky Bag Staff, the prowl- 
ing of the D. O.'s, and the howling of the Rocking Chair Brigade almost swept 
Our Own Sheet under. But under the quiet and able leadership of steady-going 
Thug Harper, she finished up and landed safely in port with Cain Minckler's June 
Week Issue, the biggest and best number ever published. 

Friday nights come and Friday nights go, but the Log rambles on forever in 
the same ever-flowing, never-ceasing, midshipman line. Its purpose is threefold: 
first — to keep the general public informed of the athletic events in which we par- 
ticipate and to further the best athletic interests of the Academy; second — to 
amuse the animals down here on the Government Reservation and to help them 
forget the trials and troubles of the week just shot; third — to let the officers know 
that we are not all deadwood, by taking an occasional interest in professional 
subjects. 

But the best part of the Log and of associations with the Log are the parts 
which are not published and could not be. Many were the interesting sessions 
that the Royal Mexican Athletes spent in the society for the Prevention and 
Suppression of Sleep. There is many a J. O., now somewhere in the fleet, who, as 
he stands his midwatch, lets his thoughts flow back to those days with the gang of 
Thug, with his slow drawl, of Davis and his dizzy poems, of Minckler and his 
inimitable Olaf imitations, of the Bolshevik Second Class, and of the whole good- 
natured, fun-loving, joke-hunting bunch of editors. Those scenes are still vivid 
to us all: the quartet singing in the corner, the birthday parties in the side room, 
the typewriters chained to the desk, and the lookouts' watchful waiting for Jig-jig. 
Those nights spent in the efforts to lighten the grind for the whole Regiment, and 
brightened by the wit and comradeship of all who belonged, will be remembered 
by all who took part as the best part of their Annapolis days. 



To those who live outside our fog 

"A Log is nothing but a Log," 

But those who read this teeming sheet 

Know that a Log is quite a treat. 

"L" is for love, ladies and life, 

With all of these the Log is rife; 

"O" is official news of the day, 

All in "Prof notes," well stowed away; 

"G" is for gossip, known as the dope, 

It fills up space and raises hope. 

All, quite all, you'll find in it, 

From last night's dope to last year's wit; 

Catch its spirit of bubbling fun, 

This is The Log, the only one. 



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At 3.30 A. M. 

Important and interesting facts 
about reveille time tomorrow by 
the charter member of the Denver 
Club, I. N. Somnia. 

"At this hour, except in the 
Norwegian month of the Midnight 
Sun, Night's nightie smothers 
Bunkrot Hall. Bats and ravens 
hold a bullfest in the corridors. 
Spirits of these who were too good 
for us serve extra duty. The D. 0. 
who didn't pap for the unauthor- 
ized use plays hide and seek with 
a fantom Bolshevik in Smoke Hall. 
The Math prof who explained a 
prob and didn't 'man the boards' 
skips around Tecumseh while the 
band.sman under 200 avoirdu plays 
double time or the Czecho-Slovak- 
ian national polka. In the' first 
wing court the blind drag ''-om 
Balto, croons, 'Oh, Ireland mu.st be 
heaven, for they ^ave no Navy 
there. ' But in the third wing court 
a very real two-horned beast rears 
in his brute sleep. He is roaring 
for RAW MEAT!" 



THANKSGIVING 

Lost in the iintieipatinus (if the 
eoiiiiiij,^ •raiiie, we all are entertain- 
ing vas'iie ideas of sailing through 
the mitidle of the week without 
much other thought than getting it 
over with, and giving three blasts 
on the siren, one whoop on the 
whistle, and setting a course for 
tlie 158th street slip. However, 
we can not lose sight of the fact 
that we really have a lot to be 
thankful for this year. 

The Plebes look forward to their 
first chance to rate Youngster 
since they have come to know what 
rating Youngster means. That is, 
they get their first chance to grace 
the poli.shed floor, and from the 
yearning looks which have been 
thrown from the balcony for the 
last eight weeks, it's a safe bet that 
more than one Plebe is thinking of 
his first conquests. 

The Youngsters, as well as the 
First and Second Classmen, know 
what it means to go through this 
season of the year without that 
ever present realization that a few 
days more will find us defiantly 
daring the Army team to do their 
worst. Then too, a good many seem 
to think that our chances for a 
four-day Christmas Leave are 
brigiiter than they have been since 
'20 's Plebe year. This seems to 
be the logical supposition for since 
Christmas comes on Thursday it is 
hard for the optimist to fail to see 
why we shouldn't get from Wed- 
nesday afternoon till Sunday 
night. 

The vivid possibility that next 
Saturday afternoon will find us 
dancing past the Army stands sing- 
ing "At the end of a Navy Day," 
,and that the consequent celebration 
that New York always accords the 
victory will fall to our disposal, is 
enough t« make us wonder why 
any fellow dares to ask, "And 
what have we to be thankful for?" 



In the account of the Colby game 
in last week's Log, the name Wai- 
ters should have been Waters. 
"Little John" Waters played a 
wonderful game. 



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The Masqueraders 

IT so happens that these Academic environs are blessed with a Thespian organ- 
ization whose one desire in life is to amuse the enlightened throngs with the 
perfection of their ableness. Like all true artists, these, too, suffer and sacri- 
fice much for us who look and listen with wonder and merriment at their worthy 
efforts. Months of work, night and day, are spent in bringing the cast to truly 
interpret their characters and in bringing the stage to present a realistic picture. 
"Stop Thief" was their selection for 1920, and under the supervision of Alan 
Blow Cook it "Got Away Big." Nightly they played to the vicinity of three 
hundred laughs — no mean record. 

The play opened with the flurry and bustle found only in houses where elabor- 
ate weddings are about to take place. Madge Carr, the bride, with Joan and 
Caroline, her sisters, form a trio of young beauties over whom deaf Mother Carr and 
absent-minded Father Carr may well be proud. But troubles for the Carr family, 






for Cluney the bridegroom, for the Doctor 
who is the aspirant to Joan's hand, and even 
for Jamison who has borrowed money from 
Father Carr, begin when a demure parlor maid, 
Nell, alias Celeste, arrives in answer to an 
advertisement. 

Celeste and her accomplice. Jack Doogan, 
prove to be a very clever pair of crooks. This 
light-fingered and quick-witted team play 
upon the absent-mindedness of old Carr and 
also upon the general nervousness and tumult 
of the situation, to mix the wedding presents 
up so badly that the entire wedding party 
either think themselves kleptomaniacs or sus- 
pect other guests of kleptomania. Doogan 
impersonates a detective whom the bride- 
groom has called in to watch himself, as he 
suspects himself of kleptomania. In the guise 
of the detective, Doogan relieves almost every- 





one of his valuables. The crooks are about to 
make their getaway and to henceforth go 
straight, when a scjuad of police under the 
command of an Irish sergeant come on the 
scene and eventually untangle the situation, 
force a confession from Doogan, make their 
arrest, and finally lose their captives, who 
outwit the arm of the law by a daring holdup. 
The end is brought about by Doogan and Nell 
returning and getting the forgiveness of the 
entire wedding party in a most dramatic 
scene. Then follows a triple wedding, Madge 
and Cluney, Joan and the Doctor, Nell and 
Jack, all of which is presided over by a timid 
clergyman. 

With tons of ability 'eft and support from 
the authorities and the Regiment the future 
of the Masqueraders is decidedly bright. 






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Nell, alias Celeste L. Semple, 

William Carr . A. B. Cooic, 

Mrs. Carr . . D. W. Eberle, 

Madge Carr . . R. Strite, 

Joan Carr. . . K. H. Ringle, 

Caroline Carr . J. S. Holtzclaw, 

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DR. KENNETH C. SILLS, BOWDOIN COLLEGE 

DR. BENJAMIN I. WHEELER, UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA 

DR. ARTHUR N. TALBOT, UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS 

DR. ALBERT R. HILL, UNIVERSITY OF MISSOURI 

DR. HENRY R. FINE, PRINCETON UNIVERSITY 

DR. EDWIN A. ALDERMAN, UNIVERSITY OF VIRGINIA 

DR. WILLIAM C. RIDDICK, NORTH CAROLINA STATE COLLEGE 

OF AGRICULTURE AND ENGINEERING 
SENATOR CARROLL S. PAGE, VERMONT 
SENATOR KEY PITTMAN, NEVADA 
SENATOR MEDILL MC CORMICK, ILLINOIS 
SENATOR PETER G. GERRY, RHODE ISLAND 
HON. PATRICK H. KELLEY, MICHIGAN 
HON. WILLIAM S. VARE, PENNSYLVANIA 
HON. MILTON KRAUS, INDIANA 
HON. JAMES F. BYRNES, SOUTH CAROLINA 
HON. WILLIAM KETTNER, CALIFORNIA 




FOOTBALL 

SEASON 
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Football Season 1919 



THE first activity of this eventful season occurred in spring practice when an 
occasional visit from Dobie, coupled with constant attention from Beany 
Boynton, did a world of good in helping the boys not out for lacrosse or crew to 
keep their hands in. 

Then, thanks to Doug Howard, the First Class football men were grouped 
together on the Mississippi while the Under Classmen of the squad were under 
Lieut. Comdr. Boynton's watchful eye, on the Kentucky. 

The fifteenth of September saw the squad re- 
assembled on the banks of the Severn to recuperate 
from the effects of leave and to undergo a two weeks' 
course of intensive training, as carefully planned by 
Gilmour Dobie. 

The Regiment saw the results of this training the 
first Saturday when, in spite of the intense heat, the 
team got away to a good start and rolled up 49 points 
against North Carolina Agricultural and Engineering 
College. This victory was particularly pleasing to 
those of us who can remember the day when a promi- 
nent North Carolinian sat in the Superintendent's seat 
and showed unseemly delight in every successful gain 
of the Tarheels. 

It became evident even at this early stage of the 
season that the most serious problem confronting 
Dobie was the gigantic task of developing a backfield 
to fill the shoes of Ingram, Butler, Roberts, and Orr. 
The material on hand for these positions seemed to be 
the poorest in the last four years and to make matters 
worse, Alford, Rawlings, and Clark were continually 
getting hurt. 

The second game of the season was played against 
Johns Hopkins in regular July weather. Outweighed, 
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game, they were shoved back over their goal Hne ten times. Clark, Rawlings, and 
Watters showed up splendidly, Clark in particular doing excellent broken field 
running. 

The following week, the Big Team had a layoff', giving the Hustlers a chance 
to show their mettle by cleaning up on the sailors from the Utah in a hard fought 
game. It seemed quite unnatural to watch Theda Combs making substantial 
gains against, instead of for, the Navy. 

On the 25th of October, Bucknell brought down a clever, 
well-coached team which made things very interesting for the 
first three quarters. The Navy battering ram got under way in 
the final period and won the game 21 — 6. 

Next came West Virginia Wesleyan with a well-balanced 
team and a fast, clever backfield. The offensive of both teams 
was seriously handicapped by the muddy, slippery field, but the 
Navy refused to be discouraged by a little water and came out 
the winner 20 — 6. Howie Clark furnished the real thrill of the 
afternoon by breaking loose from the field in an off tackle play 
and ploughing 55 yards through the mire before he finally hit the 
deck. In the last period, Fisher of the visitors brought all hands 
to their feet by grabbing a fumble and carrying it across for 
Wesleyan's only score. 

The one defeat of the year came the following week against 
Georgetown. Our men carried the ball, time and again to the 
enemy's thirty yard line only to lose it on downs before the 
impregnable defense of their heavy line. Then a single kick, 





usually unexpected by the Mavy, would send the ball to the other end of the field. 
Maloney, the Georgetown quarterback, would receive the ball from the center 
almost on the line of scrimmage, drop back a few paces and get off a beautiful kick 
which would roll almost to the Navy's goal. These tactics finally gave Georgetown 
the ball on Navy's 30 yard line and Maloney kicked a field goal, followed not long 
afterwards by another. 

The final game with Colby College was marked by lots of scoring but little real 
football. Dobie's training and system were beginning to get in 
their effects. Weak though Colby certainly was, the Navy 
team played remarkable football. Splendid interference, im- 
pregnable defense and a fast moving, hard hitting backfield played 
havoc with Colby's lighter, weaker team. It soon became ap- 
parent that the supposed football game was on the verge of dete- 
riorating into a track meet. The final score was Navy 121, Colby 0. 
After the Colby game on the ISth of November, the team 
settled down in grim earnest to put on the final touches for the 
Army. The open date on the 22nd gave the tall Scot two weeks 
of unbroken work with his charges. The Regiment went foot- 
ball mad, and thoughts of a Navy victory on the day of days 
took complete possession of even the most staid and sober mind. 
Mike Curley's unbounded enthusiasm was contagious. 
Wrestlers, boxers, swimmers, and gymnasts belayed their pre- 
liminary training and joined the usual majority who were spend- 
ing their evenings on Farragut Field. The backfield possibilities 
narrowed down to five men, Clark, Koehler, Benoist, Cruise, and 
Watters. The line we knew was impregnable so long as Denfeld, 
uj!,Mi.h.LL) Murray and Larsen remained uninjured. After doing for weeks the 

hardest kind of work imaginable, the team left for New York on Thursday, carrying 
with them the hopes and unbounded support of every member of the Regiment. 

In looking back on the season one cannot help but mention the excellent 
condition of the men, which was no small factor in the success of the season. The 
entire team seemed to be ever mindful of the fact that their one and only idea in 
life was a victory at the Polo Grounds. The consistent and conscientious training 
of every man was reflected in the battle on the Polo Grounds, and the superior 





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stamina of the lighter Navy men had a considerable inHuenie upon the final victory. 
We are all familiar with Dobie's miracles and realize how blank would have been 
our prospects without him. The material at his disposal at the start of the season 
was the poorest at the Academy for at least four years. Twenty's early graduation 
deprived him of his .entire backfield, in which he had combined all the desirable 
qualities sought for in the selection of the mythical Ail-American team. Severn 
and Orr who did splendid work their Plebe year were both out of the running. Orr 
fell before the midyear off^ensive of the Dago Department and 
Severn's shoulder was hopeless. The pressing need for a con- 
sistent ground gainer was well illustrated in the Georgetown 
game. The most promising recruits kept getting hurt. We 
could all pick the faults. The question of whether or not it was 
possible to remedy them was one which every loyal Navy 
supporter shrank from asking. Dobie said little but did much; 
and as the crucial time approached, he was putting the finishing 
touches on a combination in which the individual excellence of 
the men was overshadowed by the machine-like way in which 
they worked together. Incidentally, remember that he was ably 
assisted by Ingram, Butler, Whelchel, and Scafi^e who had gained 
much valuable experience from their two years under his guidance. 
As a whole, the season was a success. Eddie Ewen and his 
men, who met with defeat in the Georgetown game, were not the 
same, seasoned, unbeatable aggregation which faced the Army a 
month later. Dobie had not had sufficient time to smooth out 
the various roughnesses of his newly built team, sufficiently to 
beat a team with a strong defense and a wonderful kicker such 
as Maloney. However, the test of a season is the Army game 
and the results at the Polo Grounds show the season in its true light. 




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Coach Dobie 



GILMOUR DOBIE came to us in the fall of 1917 before any of the Upper 
Classes or the football team had come back, and he started in with '21'$ 
Plebes. He came to us from the University of Washington where he had 
coached their football team for the last twelve or thirteen years 
^^ without even the semblance of a defeat. So he wasn't an un- 

;^-J known quantity and, so far as we know, his record stands alone. 

^'aE We well remember the first afternoon he had the boys out 

^"^^ ■ just behind the gym going through a bit of kicking. He was 

quite a figure with his six feet and some two or three inches in a 
vertical plane, and only some three or four in the horizontal. 
Even in those days he came out in his famous gray coat with its 
profusion of pig bristles and never thereafter was he to be seen 
without this covering. Towering head and shoulders above the 
rabble but not tipping the scales at two hundred and fifty he 
looked anything but a football coach, and one Plebe was heard to 
remark, "If that guy is a football coach, then I'm a mid-wife." 
Now we're possibly a conceited lot and claim almost everything 
in, or for, the Academy. This is just another example of our 
completeness, for Dobie was and is A football 
coach. 

The first team that Dobie ever turned out 
was, we think, a humdinger. A fighting aggre- 

CLARK gation who played straight football and played 

it hard, but who had enough tricks up their 
sleeves, for emergencies, which never arose, to showup Houdini. 
The team he gave us in 1918 was the best the Academy ever had 
and would have added another year to his record but for the Great 
Lakes bunch. We outplayed them and beat them decisively but 
fate ordained that we should not come out on the long end of the 
score. It was our only setback of the year and reason enough. 
The only regret that we have is that we didn't play the Army 
that year. In 1919 Gilmour again turned out a team fit for the 
kings. But again we were destined to one setback. Mr. 
Maloney, with his little toe. piled up six points for Georgetown, 
which was enough, and which set the Irishers at our back door 
wild, and created no little commotion in our own camp. But the 

came back at the 






of house and home and thereafter Mr. Dobie rated President, Admiral, 
and anything else that is nice and big. 

But this year of 1919 was the last seen of Dobie on Farragut Field. We 
losers and Cornell reaped the harvest. Never was there a man 
around these parts who left more behind him than did one 
G. Dobie. There is not a man in the regiment who did not swear 
by him and not a man whom he ever had under him who would not 
go through fire and water at a hint from Dobie that he wished 
it so. He was a thorough student of human nature and the 
personification of football coaches, with a tongue that could slash 
and tear like a razor, but that got the best out of every one of 
his men. 

His irony and wit were the talk of the place, and still are. 
All of the squad remembers his little set-to's with the boys along 
the order, "Moore, you don't take up any more room in that line 
than a razor back hog," nor will any of them forget those wonder- 
ful little fellows he had under him out in Washington who could 
play rings around the big fellows here. Dobiewas the bossof the 
football squad, absolutely and without a doubt. What he said 
went, and when he said a thing it was right. 
He never thought his teams would win a game, 
or so he told the boys before every conflict. 
They didn't have a prayer, to hear him tell it. bexoist 

However, his total loss for the three years he 
was with us amounted to the sum total of two games, and one 
of those a freak. So we don't think we're very far from wrong 
when we say that Gil Dobie is THE football coach, and we all 
wish him nothing but success at Cornell and know that ere 
many seasons have waxed and waned we'll see Cornell with the 
best in the East. 




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SCORES FOR THE SEASON 

Navy 

49 North Carolina 

66 Johns Hopkins 

21 Bucknell 6 

20 W. Va. Wesleyan 6 

Georgetown 6 

121 Colby 

6 Army 



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Crew 1919 



WHEN the crew season of 1919 began, everything pointed to a successful 
season. There was more material with which to build a crew than "Dick" 
knew what to do with. There were six N-cross oarsmen to fill their old 
positions and there were last year's second varsity and Plebe crews to pick from to 
fill the vacant positions. 

With six old men in the shell, the prospects for a successful season were espe- 
cially encouraging. Wiedman and Graves, members of '21 's Plebe crew, were easily 
recognized as varsity material and had their seat in the boat from the beginning of 
the season. Sanborn, a Plebe, and the first Plebe to row on the varsity in recent 
years, was in bow, and held his position throughout the year. 

A race with Penn was the first on the schedule. The Plebes opened the season 
by winning easily over the Penn freshmen. Penn was jumped on the start, and the 
Plebes held their lead, never being in danger during the entire race and winning by 
six lengths. In the second varsity race both crews got away to a good start. 
Neither crew had any decided advantage during the greater part of the race, but a 
spurt by Penn at the finish won them the race by half a length. When the varsities 
lined up at the start a rather stiff breeze was blowing up thecourse, which made the 
going hard for both crews. Neither crew was jumped on the start, but Navy 
showed her superiority very soon after the race began and won by five lengths. 

Harvard and Princeton were here the following week for a triangular regatta 
with us, bringing only their varsity and^freshman crews. The Plebe race was a 





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repetition of the race with Penn. They were never pushed, and won by ten lengths. 
A close race was expected between the varsities, but expectations were soon lost, 
for our varsity won by fourteen lengths over Harvard and seventeen over Princeton, 
this defeat being one of the severest ever inflicted by any crew in the country. 

Several weeks later the Syracuse crews came down in an effort to take Navy's 
measure. The races told the same old story of Navy's superiority in crew. Their 
freshmen were defeated by a length, and their varsity by three lengths. 

The period that followed the Syracuse race was used in preparing for the 
American Henley, held at Philadelphia. Several shifts were made in all boats, and 
in addition a ISO pound crew was formed for the first time to meet the light crews of 
other universities. The results of the Henley fully justified the changes. 

To our Plebe crew, too much credit can not be given for their comparative 
showing against what was termed by experts as two of the greatest Freshman crews 
that this country has produced. The first tilt of the season was with the Penn 
Freshmen. At the outset, Penn took the lead and was never headed. The Plebes 
braced about the middle of the race and from then on, picked up steadily, but the 
brace came too late. 

Just a month later. Central High of Philadelphia was defeated by over five 
lengths, over the Henley distance. 

The day of the Henley brought together the two crews which were recognized 
as the best in collegiate circles — Penn and Syracuse — neither of which had experi- 
enced defeat. The Plebes jumped into the lead at the outset, but Syracuse caught 
them at the Henley distance, raised the stroke to a thirty-six, and soon had a full 
length to the good. Navy stuck with them doggedly, but the Orange and Black 
oarsmen flashed over the line a half length in the lead, with the hitherto undefeated 
Penn crew trailing in five full lengths behind. 

For the second consecutive year. Navy was given the opportunity of proving 
to the world at large what we have always known — that the Navy crews are superior 
to any in the country. Failure to be represented in the Henley and Child's Cup 
races had often caused eminent authorities to overlook the fact that down on the 




Severn, there were being produced \ear alter year crews which could never be taken 
for granted. 

The Henley opened with the 150 pound race, an innovation in the regatta 
programme. Penn took the jump at the start, but Sloane kept jumping his boat 
up and up, 'til the stern crept along Penn's trail and then swept by, crossing the 
finish line three lengths in the lead. 

The Freshman race came next on the programme. The course on the Schuylkill 
is peculiar in that it extends in the shape of a lune. In attempting to maintain a 
parallel course, it appeared that the Plebes interfered with the other crews, and 
they were disqualified for the action. Thus the chance for four victories and the 
opportunity to demonstrate publicly that the Plebes are the best of their class 
was lost. 

The Junior Varsity was much the same as the 150 pound race, — Penn jumped 
ahead at the start. This only served to stimulate Gus Wellings and his gang to 
rowing a race that would have beaten the majority of Varsity crew s in the country. 
They flashed across the line alniost two lengths ahead of Princeton, having covered 
the distance in 6:43. 

In the Varsity race, Penn again assumed the lead at the start. Navy soon 
caught them and from then on, the prettiest boat race that has ever been seen began. 
Navy pulled ahead inch by inch, 'til the finish line found her with a half length of 
clear water betw een the shells. 

The race brought forth a showing of gameness and courage without an equal, — 
Ingram stroking his boat, with water on the knee, the resulting pain making it 
extreme torture to move. Yet he gamely stuck to his task, never easing up in 
power, though he couldn't see the last half mile, and stroked the crew, that in a 
measure repaid Dick Glendon for his eighteen long years of service for Navy crews, 
to recognition as the finest crew in the world. 




BASEBALL 

SEASON 

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Baseball Season 



THE call for candidates late in February brought out hundreds of aspirants and 
from these hundreds it was the task of Billy Lush and Vic Blakeslee to pick 
nine men for the first team. The signing of the armistice across the pond and 
the cessation of hostilities was almost the direct cause for so large a turn-out, for 
the signing of the armistice was only a forerunner to the declaration of war on the 
field of athletics that was sure to follow and did follow between Annapolis and 
West Point. 

The Army game was scheduled and the prospect of a good team and a Navy 
victory, with the old Japanese bell ringing for the first time since 1912 was too good 
to miss. The result was that nearly everyone who had ever seen a baseball was out 
trying to prove to Lush that the college Ty Cobb had blossomed into a reality. 

Thus it was that Navy started her season with a wealth of material from which 
a team was picked to play good baseball — baseball that was better than Army 
baseball. The pitching staff was the best that Navy had had in years. Bobby 
Bolton, R. D. Baker, Gaines, and L. N. Baker were all first string men and a college 
that carries four good pitchers has the primary consideration of its defense definitely 
settled. A squad that can start with ten veterans as a nucleus should count itself 
fortunate, especially when those ten veterans are better than the mediocre. That 
was what Navy had to start with and around this nucleus Billy's job was to build 
a team to beat the Army. So with the above in mind, we glance at the schedule 
and study the results. 

The first game was more or less of a practice affair. After the team had been 
out in the open for about a week, it was decided to let them get a few pointers from 
a first class minor league organization. Joe Dunn brought his Baltimore Orioles 
over for an afternoon's frolic and the professionals romped away on the long end 
of an 8 — 2 score. 






The regular season opened with Mt. St. Mary's as opponents. The atmosphere 
was none too warm and we didn't have any cold weather pitchers. However, 
between the two, R. D. and L. N. Balcer managed to hold the Catholics to two runs 
while our heavy artillery was opening up long enough to push four runs across and 
annex the game. 

Dickinson followed and proved to be excellent batting and base running 
practice. Sixteen to nothing gives only an idea of that awful drubbing. 

Maryland State came over with Keen and a bunch of fighting ball players 
behind him. They gave us a neat lacing 5 — 2 and incidentally brought out many 
glaring errors which Billy lost no time in correcting. 

Fordham came down next, but for all the brilliant playing of Frank Frisch, now- 
termed the "Fordham Flash," had to depart with Navy holding the correct side of a 
9 — 6 score. Swarthmore gave us more than we expected, but a rather late attack 
nosed them out. North Carolina State and V. M. L suffered similar fates and then 
came the second massacre. \\ hile Maichle, Shaw, et al were doing their deed over 
in the other corner, Blakeslee and his followers were busily piling up an odd 23 runs 
on the baseball field. 

The Quantico Marines fooled us. They had a team of fair ball players and one 
who was more than remarkable, a man who pitched, hit, and ran his team to a well 
earned victory. That was what this Gyrene did to us. It was the niftiest bit of 
single-handed ball playing seen around these parts in some time. Ursinus furnished 
the third and last relay of the season. A glance at the score needs no further 
explanation. 

Navy seasons come and go. They pass with men saying "the best team in years." 
Yet the success or failure of a Navy season hinges only on one game, and the "best 
team in years" can not make a successful season unless it is a better team than the 
one up on the Hudson. We may win them all; but to lose the Army game.? — failure. 
We may lose them all but win the Army game ? — success, bounding success. 




Somewhere else will be found a detailed account of this Army game. Some- 
where else you may read and try to imagine that unforgettably feeling that every 
member of the regiment had as he sat in the Armory, his eyes glued on that score 
board and watched those lights run wildly around. Try to imagine it if you can and 
then realize the sickening feeling that hit us when McCarthy cleared the bases with 
his home-run. Think of those prayers, those pleas, those cries of "Fight!" which 
must have carried across and up to that team. Then realize, if you can, that 
inexpressible feeling of unrestrained, sheer joy when Blakeslee carried his team 
across. Eleven innings of unadulterated fight. Yet it came — the first of a long 
string of Navy victories, each sweeter than the last and each stronger than the first. 

And so it is that we count the 1919 season a success. The one victory over 
Army gives us that satisfaction, yet more than a success, we count it a triumph. 
The fact that we beat the Army expresses only a portion of the good work that the 
team accomplished. An even hundred they piled up during the season. Three 
defeats, only one of which came from a college team, and nine victories. These 
are facts which spell success, and because an Army victory is success itself, and 
because success plus success is more than success, we call that season a triumph. 
The schedule for the season follows: 

Navv Opponent 

Baltimore Baseball Club . . . 2 " 8 

Mt. St. Mary's College ... 4 2 

Dickinson 16 

Maryland State 2 5 

Fordham 9 6 

Swarthmore 5 4 

N. C. State 5 3 

V. M. 1 4 

Johns Hopkins 23 9 

Quantico Marines 3 6 

Ursinus 17 3 

ARMY 10 6 

Total 100 52 






BASKETBALL 



r of the first Army-Navy basketball 
I team well worthy of this title. 

started the season with one man left 
line, Captain Hal Watters. After the 
luded a game with the intercollegiate 
team settled into its old stride and went 
Pointers with eleven straight victories 



After winning the opening game, the team ran into 
three of the best teams in the East and came out on 
the short end of the score. Pennsylvania later won the 
championship of the country in a post-season series with 
the champion of the West. Princeton nosed out Navy 
in an everybody's game by the score of 20 — 18. From 
here it was a five-man team, as the string of victories 
shows. Among the names that appear in this list are 
Stevens, Lafayette, Virginia, Bucknell, West Virginia, 
Wesleyan, and North Carolina. 

The "A" men from Camp Humphreys came down the 
next to the last game of the season for their annual 
CAPT. HAL WATTERS gauic. Little Davc and Buck took care of the ball 

enough of the time to give us the long end of the 38 — 11 
score. It was not until the last of the season that the Army game became a 
certainty, but from the time the dope came out until the game was over, those 
men worked over in the Armory as only men with the Big Game before them 
can work. 

Only once in the season did Dutch Greber face a man who was not a larger man 
than he, and Dutch was the giant of the team. More than once a visitor was heard 
to remark "What a small bunch of boys the Navy has." "Quality, not quantity" 
was Billy Lush's motto. Dave Byerly and Burkholder started the first game and 
beat the Army. Between them, they managed to sew up most of the games, but in 
case of a little trouble Hal Watters was sure to come down and cage a couple. Hal 
was all over the floor, while Red McLaury intercepted most of those intended for 
the enemy's basket. Toward the last of the season, after the interclass games, 
Ault proved his ability to just ease around and drop them in. The work of Ault, 
Dave, and Burkholder, with the guarding of Captain Watters and Butler, was what 
won the first game with the Army. 

With Burkholder the only missing cog for the next year's team, just keep your 
eye on that team and watch Army "Stand from Under." 



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Basketball Scores 

Washington College ... 38 10 
Delaware College .... 19 34 

Pennsylvania 17 30 

Princeton 18 20 

Stevens 37 34 

Lafayette 30 23 

Catholic University ... 29 15 
George Washington ... 40 13 

Virginia 34 15 

Mt. St. Joseph 31 18 

Bucknell 15 13 

West Va. Wesleyan ... 37 23 
Camp Humphreys .... 33 11 

North Carolina 37 24 

Army 24 18 

Total 439 301 

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"CHIEF" PORTER 



UNDER Hibb's leadership and with Fehx Johnson as 
manager, the track team of 1919 started out on the 
heaviest schedule that had been undertaken for 
several years. Coach Jimmy Mulligan had his hands full 
and the development of a team to measure up to the best in 
the country was his job. The material on hand was the 
best in years, but with Hopkins, Pennsylvania, Pittsburgh, 
and Cornell ahead, the going promised to be heavy. The 
squad was unbalanced, having an abundance of runners, but 
a decided lack of men for field events. 

Starting out like a lion. Navy met and sent Johns 
Hopkins home to the tune of very many to very few. 
Hopkins showed up poorly and the times were slow. Due 
to this the weak spots of the team did not show up clearly. 

Navy met the best team in the country in Pennsylvania 
and suffered an honorable defeat. A preponderance of 
firsts gave Pennsylvania too great a lead to overcome. Eddie Curtis lowered the 
mile record by three-fifths of a second making it in 4:28:03. 

Pittsburgh was next but the condition of the field was such as to make a crew 
race more appropriate, for the track was completely under water. This meet had 
to be called oft", due to rain. 

Cornell had a good man in the anchor position on the relay, and by a 
human eftort Maher of Cornell cut down the twenty yard lead of Navy. Th 
valued at ten points, carried the meet 
away. Eddie Curtis again dropped the 
mile record this time against Dresser 
— two mile intercollegiate champion — j 

in the snappy time 4:26:0. 

Individual scorers who carried the 
majority of Navy's points during the 
season were Hibbs, Mayberry, Macon- 
dray, Farhney, Porter, and Benner. 



super- 
is race, 





The balmy days have come back to track. 
Eddie Curtis, Johnnie Curtis, Hibbs,Mayberry, 
Macondray, Hudson, and a wealth of first place 
men have set the team on a footing only 
equaled by the days of Lee Carey and '17's 
First Class year. But for what purpose ? The 
old narrow criticism is rampant again. This 
feeling against track as a major sport is small 
in every sense for it is found only in the Acad- 
emy and originates from the false method of 
judging a sport by the attendance given it here 
rather than by the opinion of the other col- 
leges. Due to this criticism track may be 
made a minor sport and if this takes place the 
sport upon which the Olympics were originally 
based passes into obscurity at the Academy. 
If this does not happen and if the team is sup- 
ported by proper meets, a meet against the 
Army and semi-favorable conditions it will 
flourish and be a source of pride. 

That one apparently unsuccessful season 
should cause the downfall of a sport does not 
seem possible in accordance with the old Navy 
fight and the record of next year must better 
that of this year for the team is improving, 
not declining. 



RESULTS 



Navy 96 2/3 

Navy 43 

Navy 52 

Totals 

Navy 191 2/3 



Johns Hopkins 25 1/3 
Pennsylvania.. 79 
Cornell 70 



Opponents .... 174 1/3 





THE crowds tliat sat on the edges of their chairs and squeezed, over in the gym 
last year, saw Navy traditions of the mat upheld by perhaps the best team that 
ever represented us. When the dust had cleared away after a succession of 
heavy thuds in February and March all seven of the intercollegiates' scalps were 
hung up in the far end of the gym. More than one champ left here, a sadder and a 
wiser wrestler after an instructive and forcible lesson in 
the finer points of the game from Swig, Johnnie, Tiny, et 
al. In the bantam weight, Hough showed them how we 
do it down here. This was the kid's first year in Navy 
togs and he missed a clean sweep by just one heartbreaking 
defeat out of seven bouts. In the 125 pound weight Adell 
and Gallery entertained the visitors in true Navy style. 
Dan in particular sprang into the limelight by his sensa- 
tional work — five falls in five meets, among his victims 
being Ackerly of Cornell, the intercollegiate champion of 
the previous year. Captain Swigart and his cyclone 
tactics made things interesting in the light weight, altho 
Swig still registers deep thought when you mention the 
name of Detar in spite of his hard earned victory over the 
Pennsylvanian. In the welter weight, Johnnie Pixton 
with his pick 'em up and slam 'em down methods was all 
that could be desired. Lewis' illness gave us a chance to 
see our understudy talent in the welter weight. In the 
light heavyweight, more than one visitor's midsection ex- 
ceeded its elastic limit of compression under the impulse 
of Gates' mighty scissors. When we come to the heavy 
weight we find Ed Willkie just naturally had it on the rest 
of the boys, as he pulled through the season with seven 
victories and no defeats. 

But although in several individual bouts our little 
boys were forced to step lively, in only one meet did the 




wrecking crew meet with any serious opposition. The 3000 spectators who 
squeezed and squirmed through the Penn State meet got an eyeful of snappy 
wrestling, and spent an anxious hour and a half before they finally saw our team 
emerge from the scuffle on top. After seeing the first three visitors disposed of with 
dispatch, they gazed on the almost unbelievable sight of Pixton, Gates, and Swig 
being downed in order. Then with the crowd in desperation imploring him to 
bring home the bacon, our "Little Ed" Willkie toddled out, clamped State's big boy 
to the deck and Navy had taken the best that intercollegiates could offer into camp. 
There was only one thing to regret when the season was over. We were unable 
to go to the intercollegiate championship meet and actually annex the title we so 
clearly deserved. But Penn State, who bear the name of champs, will always speak 
in tones of deep respect of Navy's grapplers, and the regiment knows that they had 
a team no other could beat, so the three long months of bumps and bruises which our 
manhandlers went through were well repaid. Here's to those who took those 
bumps and smiled at the bruises but still were not fortunate enough to get in the 
meets. They made a team of which the Navy was proud. 





BOXING as a sport was officially introduced to the Naval Academy under the 
expert tutelage of Spike Webb, the coach of the A. E. F. champions. The way 
it was received makes it a close second to wrestling as king of winter sports. 
Pennsylvania opened the season with her gang of pugs and would-be pugs, but 
the best that they could do was two decisions, while the Navy cohorts were on the 
long end of the deal in four matches. They brought down with them the amateur 
champion in his weight, O'Malley, who represented America in the Olympic Games 
in the summer of 1920. His bout with Jones has been termed by experts as the 
greatest exhibition ever seen in amateur circles. 

Then Penn State with their muchly-heralded aggregation put in their appear- 
ance, but the long line of titles which they carried with them only served to put 
just that much more power in the punches of Spike's fistic artists, the final score 
standing five bouts to one with the clan of Schell and Company resting serenely on 
top. 







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HIRAM SHAW 



THE undisputed collegiate champions of the U. S.! 
And ready to take a try at anything collegiate or 
not! That was the spirit of the '19 team. 

Raw meat was the standard diet, and the sight of 
Maichle and Scafife warming up would publish the fact 
to a spectator without giving him a look at the menu 
card. 

The schedule was short, but every game was a real 
one, and thriller is no name for the Hopkins melee. 
Those who had the good fortune to witness that gentle 
affair are still relating little incidents that made a St. 
Louis "Battle Royal" look like a tea fight in comparison. 

The season started off with many veterans from 
T8's squad and a few recruits who more than did 
themselves proud. 

Looking over the defense was like calling the roll of 
our football and wrestling stars. It is easy to figure 
out why opponents scored but four goals that entire 
season when such men as Maichle, Scafife, Ewen, Alford, 
and Burroughs blocked the path of the incoming attack. 
At the upper end of the field a crack combination com- 
posed of Captain Hooley Gearing, Paul Voinot, Hal 
Watters, Hiram Shaw, Grifif Herring, Buzz Buse, Red 
Roth, and Freddie Kaufman managed to keep the tally 



men busy counting up Navy's accumulation of points. And when after a hard- 
fought season, there was talk of bringing down Toronto for a June Week ex- 
hibition, did the team balk? H no! "Bring 'em on, the bigger the better." 

It's the old Navy lacrosse spirit, and looking over the standing of our teams for the 
past several years, proves beyond a doubt, the success due to that fighting. 

Too much credit cannot be given to George's first string of reserves composed 
of Dickey Morse, Cap Wilkes, Benny Pendleton. Without them the squad would 
have suflfered an irreparable loss as experienced players were rather scarce in the 
ranks of the reserves. Nevertheless the work of Mike Flood, Roger Murray, Swede 
Larsen, Pete Rodes, Hal Nager, and others augured well for the following season. 

A good team is usually a well-coached team and, this being a good team, it 
follows that it was a well-coached team. As long as George Finlayson handles 
lacrosse, teams will be well coached. A thorough knowledge of the game, but more 
than this, a deep understanding of the players, has enabled Finlayson to develop 
lacrosse teams that have gone far towards putting the Navy uppermost in yet 
another branch of the sporting realm. 





"DOCKIE" LAMDIN 



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SWIMMING 

HEY came, they swam, they left, sorrier, but 
wiser. That refers to Hopkins, Princeton Cokim- 
bia, C. C. N. Y., Pittsburgh, M. I. T., Harvard; 
seven in a row went down Hke the black dolls in a side 
show. The swimmers not only didn't lose a meet, but 
tallied 297 to opponent's 11 . 

To mention individual stars would be almost a 
muster list of the team, although there are seven wearers 
of the block N who earned it by breaking records. Just 
peruse a trifle and see them. And there are those who 
made the Varsity possible and who receive little reward 
save that self-satisfaction of doing their best. Hail 
the hustlers! 

The girls giggle: "How cute!" the more settled 
minds murmur "grotesque," the prudes shockingly 
mutter "horrid," but a man can't swim in a kimono; so 
may the amplified birthday garment stand as an 
emblem of Academic innocence. 



Navy has a little goat, 

And it is full of fight. 

Who cares a jot 

For roughhouse rot. 

With graceful calves in sight.' 

(Apologies to "The Widow" 




^VATER POLO 

ASPLASH~and then a slight disturbance of the waters is all that marks the 
hair pulling, ear chewing, eye gouging struggle down below. For such is 
the gentle sport of the amphibians with its absence of rules and drowning 
made legitimate. Combine the technique of wrestling, the mawling of lacrosse, the 
team work of basketball, with the absence of air and you have water polo. 

This mild form of extinction made its debut at the Academy last year, success 
greeting it at every turn — both of them— for Pennsylvania and C. C. N. Y. went 
down before the Blue and well submerged they were. Favor too, smiles on the 
novice, as is evidenced by the numbers who are daily attempting to drink up half 
the tank. 

The poloists have been variously styled the clawless cut-throats, and cam- 
ouflaged crabs, but they initiated a sport which is sure to survive — so here's to 
them. The above is a greasy bit of flattery to only half of the squad. Twenty-one's 
season will give those prominence who should have received it in Twenty. 





GYMNASIUM 



UNDEFEATED in thirteen years in a dual meet, 
and with a second in a triangular meet as the only 
black mark on our slate, Raleigh Hales and his 
crew of gyrating gymnasts emerged from the season 
perched on the uppermost pinnacle with the official 
laurel wreath of intercollegiate champions decorating 
their brows and three individual champions in their 
midst, — Hales, Barrett, and Pierson. 

The season's story is just the story of one decision 
after another — Boston Tech, Haverford, Princeton, and 
Penn going down to defeat with clocklike regularity. 
Navy scored more points in every meet than the entire 
array of opponents could muster during the whole year. 

Too much credit can not be given to Raleigh Hales, 
not only for his unblemished record on the flying rings, 
but for the spirit he instilled into his men. Fletcher 
proved his worth throughout the season, taking first 
in every meet, only to lose out in the intercollegiates 
through no fault of his. Hales, Barrett, and Pierson 
are wearing block N's as a result of the season, while 
Strang, Comp, Fletcher, Cory, Jones, and Nold are 
sporting gNt's. 




FENCING 



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^HE Grand Ballroom of the Astor is where it 
happened. Every man present was attired in his 
best, with even the judges bedecked in evening 
dress, — a strange setting as compared to the muddy 
turf of a football field. But whatever the setting, the 
men in blue were there to uphold Navy and all she 
stands for in the world of sport. 

Swordsmanship is a man's sport; it calls for accuracy, 
for judgment, and an alertness requiring months of 
consistent work. The Little Iron Man is a trophy well 
worth the work involved, and he now poses in his 
natural haunt, Memorial Hall. 

Individual work is the deciding factor in fencing. 
There is no encouragement, no cheering or coaching 
from any bleachers, and no relying on the other fellow. 
It is a question of pitting man against man to see which 
' " ' "^"" "' is the better. 

The Little Iron Man was won by the Foils team alone, which was composed 
of Smellie, VanCleve, and Becker, this syndicate walking off with thirty-nine vic- 
tories out of forty-five bouts. In the Saber bouts, Fullenwider placed himself in 
the topside trio, comprising two Columbia men besides himself. The chances were, 
therefore, two to one for Columbia in the mind of an uninterested bystander, but 
the Navy men knew that a chance was enough to insure victory. So Fully came 
back with the coveted medal. 

The week-end in the Big Town is only a sidelight, because it has nothing to 
do with the purpose the team had in mind when they left for the scene of battle; it 
served as a fitting sequel to the happv event. But the best feeling of all is to come 
back with the bacon and the fittiiigsld^an, "WV have met the eiicnu' and they a re ours." 





TENNIS 



CAPT. HUNT 



WHEN you see a man running at top speed 
through the yard, just as release busts, you 
can make an excellent guess as to his inten- 
tions, — to reserve a court. Despite the increase in 
the number of courts, the supply never meets the de- 
mand, and the energetic ones are getting in a set or 
two before reveille on Spring mornings. 

The increasing popularity of the game should be 
productive of an excellent team, and it has been. A 
larger squad was handled this year than in any pre- 
vious year, and the old courts were reserved for the 
use of the squad and team. Difficulty was expe- 
rienced in getting early practice, due to the frequent 
rains and winds, which, though traditionally a joy to 
the seaman's heart, have proved not conducive to 
good tennis. 

The discovery of an excellent coach in Air. Sturdy, 
ut the Department of English, has resulted in indi- 
vidual development of systematic practice as well as 
match play. 

With 21-A go three letter men, — Captain Hunt, 
Mclver, and Watt. This will make a large hole in 
the team for next year, but the squad men may be 
depended upon to fill the gap and maintain the 
standard. 





RIFLE 



'MK spring; of 1919 was 
the first, after the endhig 
of the War and it bade 
fair to be a good year for rifle 
work, because many of the 
big rifle teams of the country 
lad just returned from the 
other side where real shoot- 
ing was much in evidence. 

At Captain Rathbun's call a large squad came out, and much was the cost of 
ammunition thereof, for the boys settled down to work with a will and the team 
began to show progress. 

The first match came in the early part of May. Pennsylvania came down with 
her team expecting to give us a good match, as many of her men had done a heap of 
shooting in the Army. When the smoke cleared away, it was found that we were 
on the long end of the score, however. 

Following this came the old 71st Regiment with a team of remarkable experts. 
A cracking good team. It was nip and tuck all through the match. On one range 
the Academy team would be in the lead. On the next the 71st. We finally nosed 
them out on the last range and kept the Little Iron Man. 

Due to a mixup in the schedule, Syracuse University had to bring their team 
down the day before our big match with the Marines. We shot them on a Friday 
and it was a good Friday too, because we left them far behind. 

Our last and biggest match was with the Quantico Marines. We started 
about eleven in the morning and for awhile we held them, but not for long. Any- 
body who wants to look in on real shooting — scientific shooting — shooting that 
piles up a score — should journey over to the range and watch a bunch of gyrenes go 
to it. They're out to do and they do it. The match was called when about half 
over, on account of rain, but we were behind so the match went to them. 

Altogether it was a good season and spoke well for the work that Lt. Comd'r 
Vossler and Captain Rathbun put into it. 



Navy Opponent 



Naval Academy 
vs. Univ. of 



Penn 



2457 



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Naval Academy 


vs. 71st Regt. 


N. Y 2227 


Naval Academy 


vs. Univ. of 


Syracuse 2088 


Naval Academy 


vs. U. S. Ma- 


rine Corps 1237 



Total 



8009 



2103 



2198 



1556 



1306 



7163 




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may- 
delve wildly upon the hardships of 
Scott in his dash for the pole; you 
may rage voluptuously of the horrors en- 
countered by Livingstone in his search for 
something he never found in the jungles 
of Africa ; you may elucidate by the shovel- 
ful upon the sufferings of the prohibi- 
tionists in the realm of his Satanic 
Majesty, ever feeding the leaping flames 
with the flesh of human souls; but not one 
word can you speak in appropriate de- 
scription of the cinders, mosquitoes, re- 
serves, Scotch boilers, et al., encountered 
in that pilgrimage of the young, inex- 
perienced, and unsophisticated aboard 
those galleons of yore that bore us daily 
from Yorktown to Tangier Sound and 
return. 
With the Misery for flagship, and the Whiskey, O. H. 10, and Colliers Weekly 
for Adjutant, Commissary, and C. P. O., respectively, we fit, bled, and died (almost, 
but not quite) that we might learn the ways of Columbus and the Skipper of the 
Albany Night Boat in paving the way for a greater and grander seafaring outfit, 
composed of those who heard the call of the sea, and answered — but no echo re- 
sounded from the deep, mainly because there was no deep in sight. 

It was "Heave out and lash up — rise and shine, lash and carry" at four-thirty 
when the only sun up was that son-of-a-gun of a boatswain's mate with his little 
silver-plated Jews-harp. Then, "More pressure on the deck pump," and you were 
busy for two hours. If you were a deck 
hand, it was ki-yi and squilgee, and if you y 
were a black-ganger, you had your hands 
full, dodging streams of water until finally, 
the blast of the bugle heralded the anchor 
as he left the basin into which somebody 
had poured Chesapeake Bay. The siren 
and whistle howled "Good morning," and 
the scalding water they spat forth drowned 
the topside onlookers. 

Beans for breakfast was the next 
horror on the daily routine, with a concoc- 
tion called coft'ee officially, but with an 
unofiicial taste of Old White Pine. Occa- 
sionally, a good crowd turned out to 
formation, unless other affairs were press- 
ing. We fell in on the quarterdeck, 
where morning prayers were in order. 
We needed to pray, and we knew at the 
end of that cruise that our prayers had 
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The forenoons were spent in wearing 
ear-protectors and waiting for a six-inch 
to tear loose at the San Marcus, but 




hoping earnestly that something would go wrong. During this glorious time, we were 
engaged in various pursuits in different parts of the ship. Some were being hummed 
to sleep by the generators in the dynamo room, others counting the number of times 
the crank pin turned over in a minute, while the skunks shovelled the coal to make 
"them boilers boil." This latter phase of crab life rates a department all by itself. 

One hundred and forty in the shade — no water — no food — no humor — just 
sweat and watch the clock. It was four hours at a time, with two hours thrown in 
at the end to scrape off the accumulated fuel which discriminated not between ears, 
eyes, nose, and pockets. Then "Gangway for a clean man," and a pink-fleshed 
midshipman walked stealthily out of the wash room, running the gauntlet of a half 
dozen cakes of carbon, within which were hidden a similar number of embryo 
admirals. 

Noon chow was much the same as breakfast, only more so. Occasionally we 
had pie, and saving for Mother all the glory due her in the art of pie-making, you 
have to hand it to these Navy bakers. Watermelon was plentiful, whenever the 
Mattie May came alongside, loaded down with ice cream, P-nuts, fruits, and busi- 
ness men who could get money from a midshipman, whether he had any or not. 

Maybe we had movies; maybe not, especially if we were outside the sub- 
marine nets, in which case we darkened ship, as though any sub could be so heartless 
and ignorant as to blow up that division of tadpoles. Movies kept us in touch with 
the United States, the glorious land to which we were to return when September 
rolled around, and we left Yorktown's surroundings forever. 




The days were bad enough, but the nights were worse. There were two kinds 
of nights — those when it rained, and those when it didn't rain. If it didn't rain, 
the wind blew the mosquitoes from the swamps over to visit us. There is some- 
thing distinctive about a Yorktown mosquito — his stinger is long and sharp, and 
many a time, when one was killed, the thump could be heard when he hit the deck. 
Or, maybe the wind blew the other way. But a ship swings with the tide regardless 
of the wind, in order to spread a feathery icing of cinders over the topside. The 
sandman was no phantom with us, except that he used cinders instead of sand. He 
filled our eyes, our shoes, and our bedding, covered us with burns, scratches, and 
blisters, until we cursed every rivet in those boilers that begot our misery. 

If it did rain, we rolled out, gathered up shoes, socks, trousers, shirts, caps, 
bedding, lashings, unmentionables, and other belongings, and tumbled down a 
hatch. Maybe we landed on someone's face, or possibly on his stomach; anyway, 
we always landed on someone. Dark as pitch, wet to the skin, with a "God bless 
the Navy," we spread our bunks somewhere below, and fell asleep. One man woke 
up one morning under similar circumstances, without a garter lost, without even a 
tooth missing. That was an enviable record which was never approached. 

So much for our quiet home life. Let us now dwell for a moment on those 
liberties we made in the metropolis of Base Two. Cornwallis's Cave, The Monu- 
ment, the Cemetery, the Yorktown Inn, do you remember.? No wonder old Cornie 
surrendered — he at least was able to leave the place, never to return. 

All in all, we hoed a hard row while it lasted, but all things come to an end 
some day, if we wait long enough. Sep leave was the gold at the toot ot the rain- 
bow and we found it. 




FIRST CLASS 

Cruise 
'21 -A 

Cruise in New York 



IT'S of New York I'm going to tell 
you, as seen by a lucky crew of 
1921-A men on their First Class 
practice cruise. If there's much we 
missed it's our fault — not those good- 
souled Broadwayites. Oh boys, New 
York is the place to go for a course in 
zig zag sailing, though the Nav Profs 
won't agree; and as the evenings turn 
to mornings your head's a raging sea. 

But before I let you in on some of 
the joys you'll find up there, alittle ad- 
vice will I give you — take it or not, 
but it's good. Forget banks in Crab- 
town; I didn't and notes are a fright. 
And study those little red booklets 
"Know New York for five cents." 

It sure comes in mighty handy to land in safety at home after your nightly excur- 
sion to the bright lights of world-wide fame. You can't stand the life of the four 
hundred, — be just plain American, you'll get along all right. Try the movies 
sometime at least, you'll be surprised the money you'll save, when your head deals 
out the argent instead of an addled brain. Once in a while you must try to go 
below and take a look to see what makes the bally old craft proceed over smooth 
and choppy sea. 

Now for a little peek into the life that's so often pictured in books as a wild and 
ruinous spree. There's Shanley's and Rector's (no more by that name), the Pre 
Cat, Black Jack, and Jack's. Lord knows you couldn't name all of them, and 
they're all there to pick up your kale. Keep one hand on the pocketbook with 







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mine. Of course you must start from 
somewhere. Try the Astor; it's close to 
all of those halls of wild women and song 
that bless the neighborhood of Times 
Square. The Hotel de France of loud- 
acclaim by us of the Idaho gang is a won- 
drous place to start for a regular evening's 
campaign. That music; oh boy, it's 
surely a joy to sip of some high sounding 
brew, and watch the ladies in paint (that s 
not all, I may state) cavort in unblushing 
view. 

When it's time to leave there for the 
rest of the tear, trot around to the 
Moulin Rouge. That's a right snappy place and their booze first rate — believe me, 
it's filled with the jazz. And "Anchor's Aweigh" you'll surely find there on en- 
trance to their liquid domain. We taught 'em that, and as you pass in your hat 
"Welcome, midshipmen" you'll hear. It's great to be known on that bright lighted 
street 'cause a good time you always can have. If an unknown you are you must 
reach pretty far for the joys which surround you at night. 

Those women, now say, you all remember the day you saw that cold queen on 
the deck. When you're pretty well tight, and under those glaring white lights 
they're all queens while the night's in full sway. And the ways they do dance, it's 
a caution; no less — and such dances aren't learned from mere books. 

And then down the way Washington Village lies awake — and believe me, it 
sure is awake. Of bright lights there are few — but just venture below and see 
what you see then and there. You'll be surprised at the life (and it's wild) of these 
artists, so-called, you find there. 

Now that's about all and enough for a while. It gets tiresome soon but the 
life's great while it's new and remember it you always will. Go to it boys while 
you can make lots of noise — but for the love of Mike quit when you're through. 
You can try it again in the future perhaps, but go easy the first time. That's the 
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Cruise in Norfolk 

HUN'R'D Foist Street." 
The subway disgorged 
sundry blue apparelled 
and much bebaggaged mids who 
made their way toward the Hud- 
son. As they came from under a 
span of Riverside Drive causeway, 
these gentlemen sailors could see 
that majesty of might, the Oklaho- 
ma, which was to be their home for 
the next two months. 

They came from several shijis 
in various ways, but one bunch 
will never forget a certain series of 
"bag drills" a la Hampton Roads, 
Norfolk, Old Point, and return 

which consisted of their first day's effort to leave the New Mexico. But arrive 
they finally did, fortified by some of those famous six-bit community dinners. 

The Annapolis bankers waxed fat from the two weeks' lay-up in New York. 
Did I mention the inn-keeper of the H. de F. and other hostelries? One staunch 
friend was made in the person of "Spuds Moiphy," the little newsy who delighted 
to stay aboard with us and even eat with us, which is the last word of friendship, 
considering pink hash and old Navy regs. 

Then we pulled out the old mud hook and made ready to do battle with Father 
Neptune. Now we would get that long-looked-for opportunity for a tussle with the 
green ones and a test of gastric equilibrium. Bring on your rough weather! Now 
we'll see some of the meanness of the Atlantic. Confidently we steamed out to 
greet the fury of the tempest, but nary a ripple! Pas de motion. No tengo las 
olas ! Oh what a hell of an ocean. The O. K. was as still as a "painted ship upon a 
painted sea." Me for the Severn during a crew race. Eventually we entered Hamp- 
ton Roads of Youngster cruise coaling fame and anchored off Old Point and the 
Chamberlain Hotel. Remember those two fifty dinners? Tain't no mo' now. 

It was not long before Ocean View and Virginia Beach lured their quotas. 
Ask one group about that dinner for six and the subsequent forced pooling of re- 
sources to meet the indemnity demanded by the profiteering waiter. It's lucky 
the girls had enough to meet it, Freddy. 

Soon, however, Portsmouth Navy Yard was our home and our real good times 
began. Due to the indefatigable efforts of Allen Blow Cook the O. K.'s forty mids 
were holding or attending three hops a week. Who'll forget Building No. 16? And 
as for that Sunday, a Navy Yard tug, the Wahneta, was commandeered for the 
excursion up the James. Oh boy. Can't you live over the stroll through the 




country of Pocahontas lore; and the 
swimming; and the trip back by moon- 
hght when everyone felt a little bit in 
love — except when the old tug ran aground 
every now and then. "Turn back the 
Universe and give me that night again." 

Of course there were little unpleasant- 
nesses like not turning out in the morning; 
getting ragged for same; getting crawled 
for ditto and so on. But the worst that 
came of it all was a little rhinoism which 
"Alphabet" Davis laughed away with one 
of his inimitable parodies which is a 





remmder of the Midshipmen's Vaude- 
ville which A. B. C. staged on the quarter 
deck one night. Fletcher, the acrobat; 
Curley, the song and dance king; the 
string pickers; Eaton's Comic Cartoons; 
and that inimitable play "Bunk" were 
offered. The haughty villain, and 
Colclough as the Arrow Collar hero, won 
hearts and hands. 

s mine. Twenty-five thousand dollars to buy a square meal 

She: "No, dear, twenty-five thousand dollars to buy baby clothes!" 
The last thing remembered and the last to be forgotten was the Farewell Ball 
given on board. It was a wonderful end to a wonderful, if butterfly, cruise. And 
running through my head goes that parody of W. S. G.'s to the tune of "Fll Say 
She Does." 

Oh, are there good looking girls in town.? 

I'll say there are. 
And are there wild wimmin hanging around.? 

I'll say there are. 
And have they captured us mids. 
And are we all on the skids? 

Are we? I'll say we are. 
And did we fall for their big blue eyes — 

Just like the skies. 
And did we tell 'em a bunch of lies — 

Beneath our sighs? 
Are we sad and got the blues. 
Cause we've had this Norfolk Cruise? 
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Cruise in Boston 



Boston men have long enjoyed 
much notoriety at the Naval Acad- 
emy. As Plebes many of us won- 
dered why a person from the intel- 
lectual hub of the country should 
be so popular with the Upper Class- 
men. The answer is an easy one. 
Said Upper Classmen had at some 
time in their careers made a mid- 
shipmen's cruise in the Charles- 
town Navy Yard. 

The forty S's originally as- 
signed to the Florida and Utah 
after a warm and wet month in 
New York steamed north and tied 

up to Bunker Hill for extensive repairs. Here the Wyoming's offcasts boarded 
the ships. Midst showers of paint and other things we settled down for the sum- 
mer. Once oriented and acclimated, a routine gradually shaped itself. The days 
were generally spent in searching for a mythical Japanese restaurant which Sund- 
berg saw in the yard one morning very early. At night the Utah gang gathered 
on the forecastle to watch the Florida fortunates go on liberty and encourage the 
unfortunates who were training for the next infantry competition Between lulls 
of the steam hammer's anvil chorus in the chain shop and the lullabies played on 
the submarine howlers by musical Navy Yard workmen some few of the hardened 
characters acquired a little sleep. 

Watches were enjoyed by all those present. The chief duty of the O. O. D. 
was to count the workmen as they came over the side and again as they left the ship 
to make sure none of them slept on through the dinner hour. Many ambitions 
were formed to resign and become yard workmen. 

The social side of our lives was in no wise neglected. Frequent dances and 
parties given for midshipmen by the ladies and girls of Boston formed bright spots 
in rather colorless days. They were much appreciated and looked forward to. 
After each hop every man would have a new femme to brag about. The last dance 
at the Sailor's Haven will live long in history. 

Liberty hours were spent in the Touraine lobby, at Revere Beach, and on the 
Nantasket steamer. The popularity of art galleries, museums, and benches on 
the Commons increased during the final days before the notes from Crabtown 
arrived. For the financially crippled and the historically inclined, visits to the 
numberless famous buildings and spots occupied the hours of freedom. 





Boston streets are notoriously curved 
and crooked. After spending an evening 
tracing a sidewalk through spirals and 
involutes, one accustomed to the straight 
and narrow path was apt to return to the 
ship in a dizzy and hilarious mood. This 
was especially true of the sunny disposi- 
tioned and the natives of Texas. 

Instead of squinting through sextants, 
tracing steam lines, and copying sketches 
of distribution panels we spent the work- 
ing hours in more or less systematic wan- 
derings around the yard endeavoring to 
familiarize ourselves with Navy Yard 
routine and duties. The studies of some, 
probably most, never took them beyond 
the administration building where 900 
veomanettes chewed gum and smiled and 
raised havoc with routine and duties. 
'^ Those who did avoid the sirens found 

much of interest in the chain shop, rope 
walk, coaling sheds, and restaurant. The submarine and French mine layers were 
never failing points of attraction. It was worth staying in from liberty to hear 
Joe Saurette and some Froggie swapping lies across the dock in their foreign dialect. 

We went, we spent, we had a good time, but none were sorry to leave. 

The Rockport Cruise 

The North Dakota and Delaware stuck together like real sister ships, after a 
month in New York, and hovered around Massachusetts, the birth place of star 
men and iceberg bricks. "What ho!" cried the skipper one fine morning. "Rock- 
port," cried the snakes in the foretop as they pulled into the land of New England 
dories and lobster pots. The hook hit the bottom and everybody but the Jack o' 
the Dust went ashore to the tune of "There's a Hot Time in Podunk Tonight." 
All hands deserted the tea fight in the village fire house when news arrived that we 
were summering around the corner. No other men existed in the vicinity, except 
a few bewhiskered gents shoveling mackerel for the profiteers. Evidently the 
chaperones had not figured upon the importation of about eighty seagoing pam- 
pered pets from Crabappolis. 

There wouldn't be a hop at the Thorwald, the country club, Del Montes, or 
Green Gables unless the Delaware fussers were let out for an airing or the North D. 
boys hocked their whites. The famous Red Mike Ox-Roast Club staged a revolu- 
tion and many were the nights they hoofed it back singing "Green Gables" until 
picked up by a machine full of girls, whereupon they proceeded to make engage- 





ments for the next day on the 
beach. The rapid nights, how- 
ever, always told the next day as 
was plainly seen when Bill Powell 
almost walked overboard while 
asleep on watch. 

Some days the gods were an- 
gered by the wicked lines sprung 
upon the shore mollies and piled 
the whole Atlantic over the 
breakwater and up onto the 
cliffs. One of these days hap- 
pened along while Savvy was 
hon. skipper of number one 
steamer. The boys promptly 
divorced the reg beans and 
slept ashore all night 'till Nep- 
tune calmed. "Whale, ho!" 
Whale, your starboard blinker, that's a motor sailor piled high and dry on one end 
by the storm last night. The salvagers shoved off and climbed to the craft perched 
high on a peak only to find the rookie boat keeper still sound asleep on the thwarts. 

At Skipper's inspection, the Exec was heard to say, "Captain, never mind look- 
ing in the blower room. The midshipmen are in there studying the principles of 
the oil settling tank." "'S funny what a snorey sound that oil makes though, isn't it, 
Commander? These Midshipmen can get away with murder and copy their Navi- 
gation from Bowditch, but the first one I catch using the pentaprism of my pet 
range finder to light a skag is a dead bunny." 

A poor frightened goo-goo was seen crouching all day in a passageway outside 
of C-109. No wonder, this is what he heard in the aforesaid dungeon: — "The 
Officer of the Deck says to turn out in here. Aw, pipe down. Bzz-zz-zz. Come 
on, the boys want to set the tables. Hit the deck. Bzz-z-z. Chow's ready. Bust 
out. Thug. Pink Hash, boys. You're a helluvan engineer, gimme some toast. 
Francisco, pour some Java. More sugar, Catalino. Wish I could go ashore and 
chow. Gimme a skag. Hey sailor, what yuh goin' to do when I run out ? Use my 
own, whadahuy think? Gimme a match, too. Say, all you got is the habit, ain't 
yuh ? Whose number is 1 103 or 153 1 ? Goin' to the Country Club tonight. Bright- 
eyes? Naw, Green Gables. Oh, all the Middies want to go to Green Gables, etc. 
I want to smo-ho-hoke the blues away. Get out of those nettings, here comes Mr. 
Bright! Did Thomas come down from the turret yet this morning? No, he'll be 
down when they train the guns. Who's goin' ashore from three to five? Lay aft 
the dinghy party! Lay oft' this table, I'm writing a letter. Here comes that damn 
Gyrene Loot. Gyrene is right, squads right and me dooty's done. 




CLASS HISTORY 



B 



ACK in June 1917 came the advance guard of 1921, and they kept straggHng 
in until late in September. Our entrace into the World's War gave rise to a 
June entrance examination that year, and as a result we had the "War 
Babies" along in July and August. Those of us who came in early got in before the 
class of '18 got out, and it was indeed, a pleasant and instructive two or three weeks 
before they finally left us for the big outside. 

Plebe year went by very nicely under the tutelage of '19, and, with no semi- 
anns or anns, we lost very few members by the bilging route. Those were the days 
when a Plebe rated Plebe; the days of Conduct Grades, and liberty for Plebes once 
every two weeks, if they were very good or very lucky, that is, with the exception of 
the Barracks Plebes. And while they can't be envied for their lack of Plebe training, 
still they are not to be blamed, because their isolation was due to the lack of space 
in our Bancroft Hotel, for a class the size of ours had never before been heard of 
inside of these closed portals, and too, they were under the careful guidance of the 
renowned "Duke." The most conspicuous events during Plebe year were, perhaps, 
the Marathon of Plebe summer for the watermelon fight in the messhall; and a like 
event layed to the door of one Prof Bell, our talented Terpsichorean artist, who 
wears a veritable mit full of rocks purchased by his many midshipmen admirers; 
to say nothing of "Tain't no mo' Plebes" when '19 embarked and '20 took charge. 

Youngster cruise was the most uneventful event in our four years stay at this 
Institution. Confined to the Crabs, it was a monotonous repetition of" Coxswain, 
make your regular trip — Gloucester Point, Recreation Pier, Yorktown, and return 
to the ship." There is no place in Chesapeake Bay that all of us shouldn't recognize 
by the color of the water, the condition of the bottom, and the lack of landscape; 
and there is no family of mosquitoes around Tangiers Sound, whose oflFspring we 
won't recognize forty years hence at a mere touch. 

Then came that first Sep leave. Those who haven't experienced it cannot 
possibly realize just what it means after a Plebe year. How it cleanses even the 
soul of a midshipman, who in the vernacular of the sage, is incurable. But you 
know what I mean, with the moon, and her right close by, oh, so close, and no 
boning, and no reveille, and no formations, and all that sort of rot. What more 
could a mere mortal midship- 
man want .? And who is there 
so base amongst us who would 
not have the Bon Ami, Lye, 
and Potash turned loose on his 
needful soul, and come out of 
it promising her, the folks at 
home, and himself, to come 
back with a will, and not leave 
undone those things that he 
ought to do, nor do those 
things he ought not to do ^ 

But somehow when one 
gets back to the grind of the 
battle with the All-Academics 
it's a different story. That's a 
time when no man dares even 
call his soul his own. And so 





Youngster year found us starting out. We were scattered all over the lot, in view 
of the fact that the new annexes, for which our Uncle was putting out the shekels, 
had not reached the state of completion they now have. Some were quartered in 
the Reserve Officers' Hotels, which at that time lined our once beautiful tennis 
courts, but now are extinct for their destined use, due to the discontinuance of the 
"Reserve" classes. Many are the classes of the would be "Salts o' the sea" that we 
saw come in, don their coveted one stripe, blossom and bloom in some three months 
into a full-fledged Ensign. How in those days we did envy them their all, but 
mostly their week-end leaves, while we had to climb into our 3x6 and calmly caulk 
'em off. 

With the reins in the hands of '20, we put in a most profitable year, and again 
there being no semi-anns or anns, not very many were left without the so necessary 
2.5. But this was a most eventful year. For January the eleventh came that, for 
some of us, all too well remembered Regimental. Contained therein was the infor- 
mation that those of us who were savvy and stood above the sixty fathom shackle 
were to be graduated in the present three-year system, but those who were below 
that would have the satisfaction of being the first to go back to the old four years. 
After that, it was a race to the last. For lives there a man with soul so dead that 
he wouldn't rather get out in three years than four? If such there be, go, mark him 
well, and deliver our medals to him, for he deserves them much more than we. 
The savoirs put on steam to their fullest capacity, and the would-be's were boning 
to the wee small hours of the morning by candle and lightning-bug light, and the 
poor wooden devil didn't have the chance of a flea on a hairless mexican dog, and 
so went down with a crash. And fight it was. In the section rooms the blackboards 
were encompassed in a cloud of chalk dust so thick that the Prof had to use a spe- 
cially prepared cheese knife to cut his way through in order to get a glimpse of the 
work. In the Math sections the drop of a piece of chalk meant the loss of from six 
to ten probs. Yes, it was a great year, and if it hadn't been for the muchly appre- 
ciated fair treatment we received at the hands of '20, we don't know what would 
have become of us through it all. And not until the very end, when we found out 
the "Who's who", some to go to the Atlantic Fleet and remain nicely encased in dry 
dock for the summer, and others to go back to the Crabs for another try at the B&W's 
and the ice machines, which make not ice, did we know where we stood. Here was 
the fork of the roads — our paths from then on beingover separate necks of the woods. 




First Class cruise for 21-A was a vastly dififerent situation than that which con- 
fronted 21-B on Second Class cruise. The First Class went to the Atlantic Fleet, 
the larger ships, and for the most part were in port or dry dock all summer. Some 
were fortunate in drawing a ship with a home port such as Brooklyn, and for them 
it was simply one round after another, Broadway and the Pre Cat claiming most 
of their kopecks. It was the life, — envied by all and comparable to none. Others 
had to be content with the land of Pork and Beans, the home of the broad a's, the 
place where English is spoken as she is, in fact no other place but Boston. Still 
others had to be content with Old Virginny as she is around Norfolk, Newport News, 
Old Point Comfort, and the like, and they all agree that 'tis really the land where 
woman is what woman should be. It was a gay summer, with liberty every day for 
'most everyone, and forty-eights not infrequent, and parties of every manner, shape, 
and form, — every man to his taste, — and as a result the Annapolis Banking & Trust 
Company did a rushing business. While the Second Class of the Crabs journeyed 
down to Guantanamo for a spell; to those most misnamed Virgin Islands for a 
sojourn of a few days; then jumping down to Panama to see how the Old Ditch v^j'as 
holding out and to try out their brand of beverages; after that came New York, 
which needs no arguments; and Provincetown, where the mosquitoes are the boldest 
known in the land, and the water colder than at the North Pole, not to mention 
the artist colony. But speaking of the mosquitoes there, alligator hide for them is 
as easily pierced as punching holes in tissue paper with twenty-penny nails is for 
an average man. The more clothes one wears, the better they like the sport. It 
takes less than five minutes for them to make one's back look like it does after an 
attack of prickly heat. After another trip to New York the Crabs paid a call at 
dear old Hampton Roads, and then on up the bay to Crabtown, where they dropped 
their cargo. Then came another Sep leave for all hands, and there was much 
weeping, and wailing, and gnashing of teeth when it was over and we had to come 
back to Bancroft for another session. 

The beginning of the year saw us in the throes of another administration. The 
first two years of our work had been put in under the administration of Rear- 
Admiral Eberle, but he was relieved at this station by Rear-Adnfiral Scales, then 
Captain Scales, who came to us from the Great Lakes Training Station. Under 
Admiral Scales' administration, we first encountered supervision by commissioned 
ofiicers where the First Class had presided. The number of Duty Officers was 




On Graduation Day in June, 1919, the first-half 
of the present Third Class, arranged in the order 
of merit for the third class year, will become the 
hew First Class and will continue the three years' 
course and be graduated in June, 1920; and the 
second-half of the present Third Class will be- 
come the new Second Class and will resume the 
four years' course. 

(c) The present Fourth Class and succeeding classes 
will take the four years' course. 

Those Articles of the Naval Academy Eegulations 
which have been suspended temporarily during the three 
years' course, will become operative at the beginning of 
the next Academic year for all classes resuming the four 
years' course. 

E. W. EBERLE, 

Rear Admiral, U. S. Navy, 

Superintendent. 



increased twofold to what it had been. The First 
Class, being of a more studious and quieter nature 
than the more Bolshevik of the second half, took more 
to this change than the B-end of the class. The First 
Class resolved to abide by the regulations in all re- 
spects and especially so in regard to hazing. This 
may have decreased the amount of hazing, but not 
to any appreciable extent, nor will it be so, as long as 
there is a Naval Academy and a Bancroft Hall. It 
was a hard year, for the vigilant eyes of the D. O.'s 
were forever peeled for any infraction of the Regula- 
tions, and it was a difficult matter to pull the wool 
over their eyes. But the First Class, with their less 
riotous nature and more regness, and no semi-anns 
or anns, successfully got by the year. But not so for 
the poor Seconds who were to be left behind. They 
kept the D. O.'s from falling asleep for lack of some- 
thing to do. And as a result the extra duty squad, 
which had been inaugurated that year and which met 
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DERE MABEL— 1 WONT BE ABLE 
TO DRAG YOU SATURDAY, 



until ten in the evening, was kept well rein- 
forced with the Second Classmen and those 
of the First Class having Bolshevistic ten- 
dencies. But finally the year did end and '2 1-A 
passed out into the Fleet, leaving '21-B to be 
the goat for the next 12 months. Here endeth 
the first lesson. 

First Class cruise for '21-B was quite a trip, 
but again on near Crabs; however, it ranged 
from Annapolis to Hawaii, via the Panama 
Canal, back to the West Coast, from Seattle 
to Panama, and then back up the bay to Crab- 
town again, where the cargo of '21 was de- 
posited for the last time from a midshipmen's 
cruise, except possibly for those few unfortu- 
nates who will be held over the comingsummer. 
But let it be said that everyone had one more 
summer, and some who were restricted from 
Honolulu to Annapolis had several all crowded 
into one. This was about the longest cruise 
ever made by a midshipman squadron on the practice cruise. The jump from 
Panama to Hawaii was the longest trip made by a steam vessel without a sight of 
land from beginning to end. The boys got started in Panama, put on more speed 
when the Hula Islands were reached, and hit the West Coast in high. About the 
highest compliment that can be paid to the Islands we think, is that remark of a 
Naval Officer when the ships were shoving off, which was to the efi^ect that he had 
left the place three times and each time he had left his heart there. But how many 
quills has a porcupine? The hospitality of the Hawaiians can't be beat, or even 
touched, by any place we've heard of so far. Their climate is ideal, their okolehau 
makes a cocktail the like of which is fit for kings, and the kick it contains within 
itself is not even surpassed by the mule Maud, of Comic Section fame. Never will 
the beautiful scenes and lovely people be forgotten by the midshipmen. The West 
Coast was quite different. The people there outdid themselves in trying to make 
the midshipmen see everything that was to be seen and have a good time in general. 
A midshipman's money wasn't worth anything out there, 
from Seattle to San Pedro and San Diego it was all the 
same: everyone doing all in his power to make the cruise a 
success and our stay in their port a happy one. But, with 
all that, we were happy to drop the mud hook in Annapolis 
Roads and once more embark on Sep leave, which ended 
all too soon and called us back to our last year and the 
Naval Academy end of the Class of '21. 

This year saw us confronted by a more serious change 
in conditions than existed heretofore. The Little Green 
Bible had been completely revised, and it was a master 
hand that did it: someone has said "It takes a crook to 
catch a crook." It now covers every possible offense that 
could be committed by midshipmen, some few in number, 
if we be permitted a word on the subject. This new edi- 
tion was to be enforced with still more supervision by 
commissioned oflficers, which now left the authority and 
prestige 




the First Class at low ebb. With a com- 



BUT JOE SHUFFLES A 
MEAN PAIR OF DOGS. 



missioned officer for every company, the First Class were not at all necessary to 
run things — they were merely incidental. 

It was during this year that the hazing problem was brought to a head, and the 
segregation set in and took charge for one month. With the Plebes in one part of 
the buildings, and the Upper Classes in the other, it was a case of every man for 
himself and the devil take the hindmost. But when we went back, things gradually 
resumed their normal conditions, and with Maximum Supervision pursuing us to 
the end, we finally come to the end of our rope and glorify in the thought that there 
are "No more rivers to cross." Here endeth the second lesson. "Let us pray." 
O! tempora mutantur, et nos mutamur in illis. 

When we entered these walls to become the Pampered Pets of our Uncle 
Sammie, the inmates, as it were, the World was in the throes of the Great War: 
now the war is over and humanity is preserved for a few more years; at the beginning 
one could walk into stores with saw-dust on the floor, a very long counter, a huge 
mirror as background, a long brass rail in front of the counter, place one's foot on 
that rail, lean on the counter and call for "the same"; when we started, this was a 
three-year course; now it's a long four. The flu caught us during our sojourn in 
these parts and removed many of our best from the ranks. We were one of the few 
classes to be divided, half graduating one year and half the year following. Ours 
was elected to be one of the few unfortunate classes to experience segregation. Once, 
long ago, the First Classmen went about shedding rays comparable only to the 
mighty rays of the noon-day sun, and now when he goes about at all his total is not 
even envied by the tiny flicker a little lightning bug puts forth. In the days of 
yore, the Reina was the receptacle for all miscreant smokers of Fats, but its popular- 
ity has vanished until now it only collects those placed on probation for hazing and 
those awaiting "Not Granted" for their "three reasons." It is our claim that we 
are the only class to graduate, having made three cruises, and each time being ratey 
class thereon. 

And now, kind people, we have come to the completion of the four years of 
"21," the sun has set on our Academic career, and we hear no groans, or commands 
for putting out breast lines and springs to hold it back. 




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Anchor's A weigh 

STAND Navy down the field, 

Sails set to the sky, 

We'll never change our course, 

So, Army, you steer shy-y-y-y. 

Roll up the score. Navy, 

Anchor's aweigh; 

Sail Navy down the held, 

And sink the Army, 

Sink the Army Grey. 

Get underway. Navy, 

Decks cleared for the fray. 

We'll hoist true Navy Blue 

So Army, down your Grey-y-y-y. 

Full speed ahead, Navy, 

Army, heave to. 

Furl Black and Gray and Gold 

And hoist the Navy, 

Hoist the Navy Blue. 




ARMY -NAVY 

GAMES 



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BASEBAL 
1919 



JUST as the sounds of the clock toUing seven o'clock floated over the plains, a 
long Hy from the bat of McCarthy settled into the hollow of Blakeslee's glove 
and the Navy came out of a wilderness of ten years of Army victories on the 
diamond. At the same approximate Local Apparent Time, while the snake dance 
led by a rear-admiral and concluded by a midshipman, first class, was shaking out 
the sting of the long string of reverses on the basepaths, several thousands of nerve- 
frayed and collar-wilted individuals filtered out of the Armory still dazed by the 
rapid transition from the A-flat of despondency to the G-sharp of exuberance. 
Never has the inter-service classic dragged the spectators through the whole gamut 
of human emotions in such a ruthless manner. 

As the books have it, the day dawned bright and clear and offered an ideal 
setting for the struggle which was inaugurated with all the usual and customary 
trimmings. Gold stripes and silver stars by the gross were interspersed throughout 
the stands and shortly before the start of the game, the Corps marched onto the 
field, mascotted by an honest to goodness Arkansaw mule, wheeled through several 
manoeuvers, and capped the climax with a long Corps yell for the Navy and their 
team, which started the shivers up and down the backs of the on-lookers, which 
weren't to stop chasing each other for nearly four hours. Billy Lush injected the 
first element of surprise into the proceedings when he sent Hoofs Gaines into the 
box in spite of the fact that the lanky port-sider had had little opportunity to un- 
loosen his wing during the season. The Pointers, viz Hans Lobert set their hopes 
in McGrath, which hopes for five innings were more than justified and which were 
to fade only with the decline of his mastery over our bats. 

The first three innings romped by with the struggle still looking like anybody's 
game and no unusual incidents with two exceptions. As the Army came to bat in 
the first, the mule apparently received physic revelations of some sort concerning 
things which were to happen during the ensuing pastime. At any rate he developed 
a Bolshevik tendency within his harassed breast and galloped off down the field 
with a Kaydet four striper officiating as sea anchor at the bow line. The Nemesis 







which was apparently traiHng us for lialt" the i!;anie, introduced liinisclf in the first 
and third innings when Shorty Milner taking the throw at second got ail carved up 
from the erratic feet of the Kaydet path burners. 

Somebody heaved a brictc into the china-closet in the fourth. Our own efforts 
were meager in the opening half. Four up and three out. Then came the holocaust. 
Honnen started with a long slow bunt along the first base line. No one was in a 
position to field it properly and the play at first wasn't even close. Johnson made 
an effort to continue the bunting game and after having two fouls called on him. 
punched a single to center, Honnen playing safe and holding second. Blaik eased 
a perfect bunt toward third and the bases were as full as a Washington apartment 
house. McCarthy and his overgrown night stick faced Gaines, and moments 
which tried men's souls ensued. Lefty, working to keep the ball low and on the 
outside, eased the first one up and the rosy-domed receiver fouled it over the back- 
stop. The next one that came up curved off" into the right field stands as McCarthy 
took a terrific cut at an outside ball. Then came two on the outside and the count 
was even. Gaines took his windup and let the ball loose. The Army's Colossus of 
Swat took a Wagnerian slice at the ball which came up the groove. There followed 
a sound like the Crack of Doom and the pill disai)peared past Collum Hall travelling 
in the general direction of 42nd Street and Broadway. Casey had been avenged. 
As runner after runner crossed the rubber, it looked like they had rung their whole 
team onto the bases. At this point, Baker, R. D. who had had but a few minutes 
in the bull pen warming up was hurried into the game to save a disaster from be- 
coming a catastrophe. With two balls and nothing on him, McGrath pulled the 
unexpected and swung on a groove ball. The pellet curved on a line past Hum- 
phreys, hit near the foul line, and Englished into the right field stands while Mc- 
Grath circumnavigated the sacks. Was it never to end ? That blow which appar- 
ently nailed us forever in Davy Jones' locker proved to be instead the turning point 
of our fortunes. 





Domminey, next up, got a ladies' hit in front of the plate when Cloughley lost 
the ball in the sun. Wilhide bounced to Doyle who tagged Domminey on the path. 
Tate walked on five pitched balls. Honnen in his return engagement of the inning 
decided to call it a day and jammed a grounder to Milner and thus ended, a la Gill, 
the first phase of the game. 

The fifth inning furnished nothing for either. Baker's speed, once working in 
the proper phase, whiffed three out of the four grey-legged stickers who faced him. 
At this point the Navy's guardian angel, so far negligent, turned out and turned to. 

Milner fired the first shot of the counter attack. McGrath threw the first ball 
up and ducked as the onion went airily on its way to center for a clean single. On a 
misfire hit and run, Milly was safe at second but continued to third on the next 
pitch when Pino duplicated Shorty's hit. Blakeslee tore a burning liner toward 
second which went for a safe blow, Milly scoring and Pino taking third. Howie 
Clark who had lost the best part of a box of balls in the Hudson during practice 
swung hard at two, but was eventually tossed out at first. Blake advanced while 
Pino remained at the look-in corner. McGrath was apparently still in the best of 
form and whifted Doyle on five balls. Mulholland took four straight balls and the 
bases were full. With Cloughley up, the count swayed back and forth until it 
stood two and three. On the next pitch the runners were off with the ball but it was 
wide and Cloughley walked, forcing in Blakeslee. Baker took one ball and then 
fouled out to the catcher. Army was retired on eight pitched balls. 

Still clawing tooth and nail to overcome the handicap, we surged ahead for the 
first time during the game in what proved to be a lucky seventh. Milly again lead 
off and scurried to first ahead of Wilhide's throw of his bounder. On a hit and run 
play Pino crossed Wilhide and pushed a single through second. Vic Blakeslee went 
to the well, gulped town two dipperfuls of Doc Solhog's Revivifier and after watch- 
ing one wide one, waved his wand and another ball was done for the day. The 
Spalding Cork Center when last seen was steering a South by East course and evi- 




dently trying to make Cuba before nigbtfall. Clark still in hard luck, topped one 
and was thrown out at first by McGrath. Doyle swung in vain three times. Hum- 
phreys however took four straight balls and scooted to second when McGrath 
messed up Mulholland's bunt. The Kaydet hurler was obviously suffering from 
the intense heat and the exertion of galloping around the cushions on his four ply 
swat and was relieved. Milton, a youth of no mean presence and lots of stuff, was 
ushered into the arena to tame the wolves. Cloughley, as a tribute to both, gave 
him an easy assist. 

Our supremacy on the scoreboard was shortlived, however, the Pointers making 
the battle a dead heat in their half when Honnen walked, went to second, while 
Baker threw out Johnson and nicked the rubber on Lystad's bingle over the middle 
sack. At this juncture, the physiognomy of the original game wrecker confronted 
Baker, but McCarthy was passed to take a chance on Milton. Milton confirmed 
expectations by popping to Milner. 

The battling teams pressed on throughout the remainder of the regulation dis- 
tance neck and neck with nothing of importance to report. In the first half of the 
tenth the game was hanging by a thread when Cloughley doubled to left on the 
first ball pitched. Baker popped to McCarthy but Milly was robbed of a homer 
only by a jumping catch of Blaik's which picked the fleeting globule from out the 
ether at the critical moment. Before the pulses of the multitudes had an opjior- 
tunity to resume normal palpitation, McCarthy again walked, followed by Milton, 
and the Pointers had two men on with no one out. Baker had apparently throw n 
his arm out and gamely admitted to Cloughley that he was through. Baker, 
species southpaw, was rushed into the breach to relieve Baker, species normal, amid 
the measured cadence of 10,000 heart-beats working at flank speed. Opportunity 
was knocking at the Army cam]i, but nobody was home. Domminey forced Mc- 
Carthy at third, Wilhide responded with like treatment for Domminey at second 
and Tate's response to the prayers and sujiplications of the Army cohorts was to be 
turned back at first by Baker. 



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Another treatment from Doc Solhog and the genie Blakeslee waved his magic 
wand, (made in Louisville), Lystad stopping his scorching triple only at risk of 
life and limb. Clark wafted an enormous flv to Blaik and Doyle sunk another in 
the same pocket. The game walked into the bat bag on the next ball. Hum- 
phreys tore a fiery blow to the left field foul line which was good for a pair ot sacks 
and Blake scored. Instead of insuring the game in the Traveler's, Mulholland walked 
after which Cloughley sunk his harpoon in one and by the time a posse consisting of 
Johnson and Lystad had returned from their search of the vagrant Spheroid, Clough 
was back on the bench with another dipperful of the Revivifier. Baker, L. N., the 
portly portsider, then suffered the bittersweet pangs of delicious disappointment. 
Only after he had found his way around the bases to third did he discover that he 
had failed to touch any of the sacks and as a result was out for missing the initial 
cushion. His blow was a colossal wallop to deep right. 

Army making their last stand could do nothing. After Honnen had singled, 
Johnson whiffed, and Blaik skied to Mulholland. Lystad postponed the curtain 
by walking, but the copper thatched nemesis, McCarthy, hung up the finis sign by 
clubbing a hump-backed liner into the outstretched hands ot Blakeslee. 



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NAVY 6,--Army 0! For the 
first time since 1912, the Army 
Mule was completely captured, 
embalmed, and buried on the grid- 
iron, in a manner truly worthy of 
Mavy tradition. The odds were 
against us, they had faced and 
survived a harder schedule, out- 
weighed us fifteen pounds to the 
man, and had a long string of vic- 
tories to give them moral support. 
But opposed to that was one of the 
fightingest teams ever seen in action, 
a Dobie-coached team, and the spirit 
and backing of two thousand mid- 
shipmen and of every Naval Oflficer 
in the Service. We knew we were 
going to win, we had seen our team in 
action and knew what they could do; and what made us even more optimistic was 
that Dobie was hopelessly pessimistic, and when he is in that mood, things look 
bright for the Navy. 

The team shoved ofif Thanksgiving afternoon to get acquainted with the 
finishing touches to their already perfectly running machine. Then, bright and 
early on the morning of the 29th, the Regiment headed for the Polo Grounds and 
the Gay White Way. And it was some trip. Maybe those cars can be used again 
in some future century, but with four train-loads of penned-up Pampered Pets, all 
keyed up to the highest pitch, little regard was had for any person or property not 
connected with the Navy. 






The Navy contingent had the open stands, and, about noon of the 29th, history 
began to repeat itself. A slow, steady rain started to fall, which lasted throughout 
the game. The Pointers were the first to appear on the scene. They made a 
splendid appearance, the second best military organization in the world, and the 
worthiest of opponents. About 1 :45 we marched onto the field in column of squads, 
circled around in front of the stands, and then took our places in the open stands. 
It has never yet failed to rain at an Army game when we had the open stands. 
Then Eddie's gang came out on the field, and a 4-N was let loose that could be 
heard in Mars. Mike Curley had thoughtfully placed megaphones on every seat, 
and two thousand voices aided by megaphones can produce some noise. 

Army started off like a million dollars, — they won the toss-up! Extremely 
fortunate too, for at no time after that did they have a chance to win anything else. 
They chose to receive the ball, the teams lined up, and the referee's whistle started 
the fray. King kicked oft" to Wilhide, who returned the ball to his own 30 yard line. 
After one ineffective attempt to pierce our line, McQuarrie punted. The ball went 
out of bounds on our 30 yard line, was brought in, and then our first drive began. 
And brother, it was a drive! The concentrated attack of Benoist, Clark, Cruise, 
and Koehler just netted one first down after another. Our line would open up a 
hole wherever it pleased, and then one of the backs would come tearing through it, — 
head and knees on the same level, — and it was always the secondary defense that 
stopped them. Our team was as perfect a machine as has ever been seen in action. 




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every man knowing his game and fighting with aU he had. Then, just to make 
things more interesting, and to ease the Army's conscience a trifle, — for they had 
made all preparations for a passing game, — Koehler tried a forward pass. It was 
blocked, and the Army got possession of the ball. Then came a play which caused 
a sudden cessation of breathing in the Navy section. McQuarrie punted, and the 
ball rolled over our goal line. We were forced to punt out, and Wilhide made a fair 
catch on our 36 yard line. And then McQuarrie made a kick from placement. 
The Gods were with us. That ball sailed straight for the goal, and the Greylegs 
went wild. Then, just as it approached the goal, the lateral component of the wind 
proved to be greater than that allowed for, and the ball passed about two inches to 
one side of the goal. There ended their first and only chance to score. The attempt 
was fatal, however, for it put a match to the gas in the Navy machine and the fire- 
works started. The quarter ended with the ball on our 30 yard line. 

The next quarter was one to bring joy to the heart of anyone wearing the blue. 
It was just a question of who carried the ball, for the attack was made by the whole 
team. Cruise, Clark, and "the ferocious Benoist" would tear through the center 
of the line, while little Bennie Koehler would wriggle through seemingly impossible 
places and usually net at least si.\ or seven yards. Then, with the ball on their 17 
yard line and a touchdown in sight. Army's line stiffened, and King, Clyde King of 
Iowa, dropped back for a kick from placement. It was strictly against the dope. 
The newspapers said we had no one who could kick, the Army thought we had no 




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one who could kick, and it seemed to them a wasted etfort. But were they fooled? 
Ewen dropped down to hold the ball. Larsen passed it back, — as perfect a pass as 
has ever been seen, — and King booted it over, square between the posts for our first 
score. Navy's hour had come! To those who had watched Navy go down to 
defeat in the last four games, and to those who were witnessing their first game, it 
brought a thrill that can never be duplicated. The Navy stands went crazy, as 
well they had a right to. 

The rest of the quarter and the entire third quarter was filled up with a series 
of Navy attack, the Army line usually strengthening just when we got within the 
danger zone. Then McQuarrie would boot the ball far from harm, and we would 
have to start all over again. Then with the beginning of the fourth quarter, the 
wrecking crew decided they needed a little more velvet to put the old game 

on ice. A steady drive brought the 
ball to Army's 15 yard line and King 
dropped back for another placement. 
It was a repetition of his first one, and 
made the game as safe for Navy as if 
the score had been a hundred. It 
took a touchdown to beat us then, 
and the Greylegs had no more chance 
of making a touchdown than the 
proverbial snowball. For the rest of 
the game, x'\rmy succeeded in holding 
us scoreless, but the game was ours, 
what mattered the size of the score? 
As the final whistle sounded, two 







thousand wild midshipmen and hundreds 
()t officers, from Rear-Admirals to En- 
signs joined in a snake-dance across the 
field and under the goal posts, winding up 
before the Army stands. Then "Fare- 
thee-well" and "Taps, Army" were sung, 
and cheers exchanged, and it was the end 
of a great Navy day. 

It is impossible to pick any star of the 
game. The entire team was as perfect as 
has ever been seen. The line completely 
outplayed their heavier opponents, open- 
ing up holes almost at will, while the backs 
tore through with the speed of a twelve- 
inch shell, and it took an armor plate to 
stop them. Larsen's passing at center was 
nothing short of marvelous. He passed 
that wet ball with perfect precision, and 
made possible the two goals that gave us 
the game. Perhaps the most credit be- 
longs to Coach Gilmour Dobie, the man 






who whipped them hito shape. Morose, 
pessimistic, seldom smiHng, he is the keenest 
student of the science of football in this 
lountry, and it was his knowledge of the game, 
and untiring and unceasing efforts that put 
the machine in running order. 

It was a splendid, clean-cut victory, — 
the triumph of speed and science over a 
heavier, but slower team. It was a game that 
will always be in the memory of us, for whom 
it was our last Army game as Midshipmen, 
and it was only the start of a string of victories 
that we hope will continue during our career. 

Side-lights on the game from the press. 
Before the game: 

"Navy can never stop the Army's 'tank- 
like' line smashes." 

"If the grounds are wet, Navy has no 
chance to win." 



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'The grey-legged giants are apt to play havoc with the opposing backtield." 
'The Midshipmen are the under dogs in the fight, and they realize it." 
After the game: 

'Middies outplay heavier opponents at every turn on rain-soaked gridiron." 
'Lumbering cadet eleven is outplayed in rain." 



Navy made 16 first downs, — Army none. 

Navy gained 284 yards on rushes, — Army only 49. 

There was not a single penalty in the game, and only one fumble, which was 



recovered. 





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strikes twice in the same place, 
but when it comes back the 
third time one should dig for the 
storm cellar. The Kaydets, upset 
on the diamond and overturned on 
the gridiron, faced the inevitable on 
the court, and for the third time in a 
year arrayed themselves in sack cloth and ashes after facing a Navy team. As an 
evidence of good faith and absolute confidence, we offered to play the role of guests 
in the inaugural of the new inter-service battles and accordingly the referee's whistle 
found the Blue and Cold quintet on a strange court in hostile territory. The Kay- 
dets, confident that the w. k. worm was about to turn, shot the jazz into the Greyleg 
tossers throughout the forty minutes but Brother Worm refused to turn. 

The first half found the Kaydets going strong and they were never headed until 
the last minute of the initial session when a brace of free throws by Hal Watters 
jumped us into the lead with a 12 — 10 tally. Cross broke the ice soon after the first 
toss-up, the Army working the ball down the floor by systematic team work. 
Pfeififer and Watters dropped fouls through the net intermittently throughout the 
first twenty minutes, the Navy skipper being a particularly prolific scorer through 
that medium. About the middle of the half, Dave Byerly suddenly felt the urge 
and inaugurated a campaign which netted him two baskets and tied the score at 8 
all. The deadlock persisted for several minutes until Cross slipped down the side 
lines, received a cross court pass and caged a one hand shot which Englished in from 
a difficult angle. Buck Burkholder who had, under stress of having had three 
personal fouls called on him in the first three minutes of play, been playing the part 
of innocent bystander, got under way and the lid was ofi^. Daniel got the ball from 
a rebound from our basket and attempted a long pass down court. Buck paddled 
across from his corner, intercepted the ball and sunk one cleanly from a few points 
due north of center. It was the turning point. The half ended shortly after; not, 
however, before Watters had implanted us in the lead from which our lease never 
expired. 

The period during the suspension of arms was enlivened by the vocal efforts of 
a handful of good, fast sailors who had gone on the rocks in February. With 
Porteous officiating as Conductor and Bull Denfeld carrying the bass, everything 
from Anchor's Aweigh to The Mountaineers, was hurled across the playing space at 
the Kaydets who responded with similar efforts. 

From the recommencement of hostilities to the final truce, the Navy quintet 
dominated the floor. Burkholder opened the meeting with a double counter from 
the middle of the court and Ault quickly followed with its twin. Army struggled 
on, Johnson and Pfeiffer contributing field goals and the latter sundry fouls. With 
the score board showing a balance of 21 — 16, Bill Ault who played a magnificent 
game throughout, deposited two more counters. This practically ended the offen- 
sive measures on either side, Daniel making a belated basket several seconds before 
Billy Lush called the dogs oft", while Hal sank a free throw as a parting missive. 



In the closing minutes, Army sounded the riot call and rushed the reserves in, but 
Sir Galahad himself couldn't have pierced the defense we offered. The melee ter- 
minated with the fatal figures, Navy, 24 — Army, 18. Read 'em and weep. 

The opposing tickets: 

NAVY ARMY 

Burkholder . . . . L.F Johnson 

Byerly R.F Cross 

Ault C Whitson 

Watters L.G Daniel 

Butler R.G Pfeifter 

Substitutions: Army, Timberman for Johnson; Blaik for Whitson; Kessler for 
Cross. Field Goals — Burkholder, 3; Byerly, 2; Ault, 2; Johnson, 1; Cross, 4; 
Daniel, 1 ; Pfeiffer. 1. Fouls — Watters, 10 out of 13 ; Pfeififer 3 out of 7. Referee — 
Deering, of Manhattan A. C. Umpire — Brunn. Timer — Mr. Ransehousen. 





EMLU 

1920 



Navy, 11 



Army, 1 



It certainly was rocky for the Army nine last May, 
For Navy scored eleven runs ere calling it a day. 
With Gaines a-pitching baseball and Howie hitting hard. 
We had them chasing homers in all corners of the yard. 



The Army mule was absent; he didn't make the boat. 

But the summer air was surcharged with the smell of Navy 

goat. 
While Admirals and Captains, replete with lace and braid. 
Sat cussing Army's soldiers, whose seats were in the shade. 



It was '21-A's June Week, and a blistering sun shone down 
On fifteen thousand visitors squeezed into old Crabtown, 
Who had come from all America to see the Army's fate. 
To share our vict'ry with us, and help us celebrate. 



The occasion was a picture most glorious to behold 
For 'twas full of youth and beauty, khaki, blue, and gold. 
And every single inch of space as far as eye could see 
Was filled with Navy rooters a-cravmg victory. 






THE CAPTAIN.S 





"SHORTY" MILNER 



For such a wonderful event, the sky was clear and blue; 
The ground beneath both hard and firm, the bounces straight 

and true. 
The summer sun of Maryland, as hot as it was bright. 
Gave many a Navy Sweetheart a blistered neck that night. 



Umpires Orth and Harrison of big league baseball fame 
Had come down from the majors to help Billy call the game. 
With the stage thus set for battle, and the Army doomed to 

fall. 
We watched Clough don his harness and the umpire shout, 

"Play Ball!" 

The Army went down m a row, for Gaines was gomg fine 
His curves were circhng 'round the necks of the entire Kaydet 

nine; 
As Navy trotted in to bat, he got a rousing cheer. 
For the work of that short inning had dispelled all thought 

of fear. 



In our half of the stanza, the brutal work was done. 

For when the smoke of it had cleared, the game was all but 

won. 
'Lil Shorty Milner, first man up, went out from short to first. 
But after this beginning, the Navy's fury burst. 




Pino drew a base on balls, and trotted down the path. 
With the heavy guns a-coming up, it looked bad for McGrath ; 
Scot Hartmann swung his heavy club and got a one-base clout. 
But Humphreys, over-anxious, fanned — two on and two 
men out. 



Then suddenly from out the crowd there burst a joyous yell. 
It rambled through the Crabtown woods, resounded through 

the dell. 
The Navy howled and screamed like mad — the Army grimly 

sat, 
For Howie, mighty Howie, was advancing to the bat. 



The Navy's eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt, 
The Navy's hopes were with him as he wiped them on his 

shirt; 
And as he hoisted up his belt and tugged hard on his hat, 
No Army man was there but knew 'twas Howie at the bat. 



The Kaydet pitcher held the pill, and studied close the seams. 
For the tenseness of that moment had gripped both crowd 

and teams. 
He grimly stepped upon the slab, and grimly let it go. 
And Howie sent it sailing, flank speed, for Porter Row. 





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The ball^was knocked lop-sided, but rolled on and on and on, 
The Grey outfield in hot pursuit to see where it had gone. 
His home run did the business — they didn't have a prayer. 
The runners skirted 'round the bags and chalked up three 
right there. 



I he game went on with little pep, the Navy adding more, 
So that the seventh started with a six to nothing score. 
Getting better every inning, Gaines was pitching true to form, 
For old Sol was doing wonders with Nemo's good left arm. 



Of play between these innings, there's nothing much to write. 
The Kaydets, though, fought pluckily their losing uphill fight. 
They had the Army spirit and struggled with a will. 
But their men were sadly lacking in ability and skill. 



McGrath was giving all he had to try to save the day. 

But his teammates in the infield just mussed up every play; 

Eleven errors in one day will lose 'most any game. 

Their shortstop. Captain Honnen, had five beside his name. 





But that was just a detail, nobody minded that, 
For we had seen a great triumph of brain and brawn and bat. 
The worst defeat Midshipman ever handed to Cadet, 
And now the story endeth — but, listen, don't forget — 



That somewhere on that bright spring day, dark clouds did 

hide the sun; 
That somewhere officers were sad, and June Drags had no fun ; 
That somewhere o'er the Hudson stream there hung a heavy 

pall; 
But there was joy that night in Crabtown, for Howie hit 

that ball. 



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ARMY AB R H PO A E 

Wilhide, 2b 4 1 2 

Billo, lb 4 1 12 1 

Lystad, cf 4 4 

Beasley, 3b 4 1 2 7 2 

Honnen, ss 2 1 2 5 

Blaik, If 4 4 

Perwein, rf 3 1 1 

Erickson, c 3 3 1 

*Roland, 1 

McGrath, p 2 1 1 

Davis, p 1 

Totals 32 1 5 24 12 11 

NAVY AB R H PO A E 

Milner, ss 4 1 1 2 

Pino, 2b 2 1 1 2 1 

Hartmann, cf 5 2 3 1 

Humphreys, lb. ... 5 1 12 

Clark, 3b 5 3 3 2 3 1 

Stubbs, rf 4 2 

Alexander, rf 1 

Poole, If 3 2 

McLaury, If. .... 1 

Cloughley, c 4 6 1 

Gaines, p 4 1 3 

Totals .... 36 11 6 27 11 2 

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SCORE BY INNINGS 



Army 

Navy 





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3 


2 


X — 11 



Summary — Home runs — Clark (2). Two base hits — 
Hartmann, Beasley. Stolen Bases — Hartmann, Humphreys 
Clark, Lystad. Sacrifice hit — Pino (2), Poole. Earned runs 
— Navy 5, Army 1. Left on bases — Navy 8, Army 7. Struck 
out — By Gaines 6, by McGrath 4. Bases on balls — off 
Gaines 2, off McGrath 3. Hit by pitcher — by Gaines, 
Honnen. Passed Balls — Erickson (2) Umpires — Harrison 
and Orth (National League). 






T was the usual gloomy day 
A I the occasional drizzles that seem 

B ^ to characterize the days on which 

_B ^ ^ JM Army-Navy games are to be played. 

Hf ftrW^if^m ^H. The Regiment, lead by the "All- 

American" band and a detachment 
of the mounted police, marched uj) 
from the 159th street landing in 
mass formation over the hill and 
down around under the elevated. 
Rooters for both sides were in evi- 
|8 : ,-^^ dence everywhere. Through the gate, 

^jfB^ ^^^^^^^MfH P^^^ ^h^ greater part of the New 

■■K ■'SHHHHlHBi York police force, into the big arena, 

and around to the covered stands to 
the tune ot "Anchor's Aweigh," while the movie men ground away on their machines. 
Previous plans for marching on the field were abandoned, as a five-foot fence 
enclosed the field. The Pointers were already there, and the opening Navy "Siren," 
led by the battered Hiram, was answered by a "Long Corps Yell" from the bank 
of Gray. The stands were" completely filled with 
spectators. No disinterested onlookers at that game ! 
Either the Blue or the Gray. 

But to get to the game. Army team appeared 
and was greeted by a rousing cheer from the Kaydets. 
Shortly afterwards the Navy, led by Eddie himself, 
trotted out on the field. The Army cheer was a 
whisper compared to the good old Four-N that issued 
from two thousand or more pairs of lungs. Weren't 
you glad to see them out there warming up, though.^ 
You most assuredly were. The coaches, referees, 
and the two captains got together. Wilhide won the 
toss, selected to defend the east goal, Army kicked off. 
and the game was on. 

The first half seemed years long. Army had 
apparently been underestimated. Never before had 
such fierce playing been seen. Never before had there 
been such intense excitement. Nine-tenths of the Regi- 
ment never drew breath the first quarter. The Navy was not playing true to form. 
It looked for a while like a repetition of 1905. French was good; no argument there. 






No wonder all of Army's plays were figured out with him as the center of the attack. 
No wonder they had pinned all their hopes on the former Rutgers star. Three times 
the Navy did not seem able to get started. What was wrong.? Army had threat- 
ened our goal line, and French had thrice missed attempts for field goals. You 
knew Navy was the better team. You knew that once that same team started, 
Army did not stand a chance. On the other hand, our line was holding well. 
Army's gains were practically all made on kicks and passes, and Navy had suffered 
considerably from penalties. All very well, but the ball had not yet been in Army's 
territory in our possession. LET'S GO! 

The band played; you sang mechanically without regard for cadence. You 
cheered when Hiram told you to, from force of habit. It all seemed like a dream. 
You saw the dignitaries meet in the middle of the field, corralled by a host of camera 
men and reporters. You heard somebody mention Jack Dempsey. Suddenly you 
saw the crowd open and the gang break through. The two teams took the field 
and Navy kicked oflf. Now, gentle readers, you are going to hear a different story. 

Nobody will ever know what Bob Folwell said to the team between halves. 
Nobody will ever care. Wasn't it enough that the team that came out in the field 
at the beginning of the last half was not the same one that trotted off ten minutes 
before.? Wasn't it enough that they played the Kaydets off their feet in the last 
two periods, just as you had expected and that the entire backfield sprinted through 
the gaps opened up by that line ? Wasn't it enough that Noyes, substituting for 
Conroy, put the old pep into the game and the fear of God into the Army.? And 
above all were you satisfied when Bennie Koehler carried the ball over the line in a 



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criss-cross play — the first time in nine long years a Navy man had crossed Army's 
goal line on a Navy attack? Oh, Boy, were you! And will you ever forget that 
moment ? You will not! Clyde's reliable toe, — the same that had booted the ball 
over the bar for two field goals the year before — lifted the pigskin neatlv between 
the posts and the score was — NAVY 7, ARMY 0. 

All in vain did Wilhide try to rally his team for a comeback, but no luck. 
Army's supporters with tears in their eyes begged their men to at least even the 
score, but met with the same results. It wasn't Army's day. On the other hand, 
while their joy knew no bounds, the wearers of the Blue could not forget Great 
Lakes, and the majority of them after seeing that game, had solemnly sworn that 
never again would they think the game finished until the last whistle blew. Never! 
French might get loose. A thousand and one things might possibly turn victory 
into defeat. But French did not get loose. He was perfectly harmless under the 
Navy blockade, except for one good run. The whole backfield saw to that. A 
second time the Navy backs ripped through the Army forwards, carrying the ball 
almost the entire length of the field by a superb exhibition of football, only to lose 
it on a fumble. Army did not get far, however, for they were forced to kick and 
a third march was started. Several forward passes were attempted, the ball 
exchanged on punts, the final whistle sounded and the football season of 1920 was 
at an end. 

The stands were emptied as though on fire. Admirals, Commanders, and 
Midshipmen swarmed out on the field for the snake dance; over the bar went all 



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caps — it didn't matter whose you picked up — and across the field to wish the 
Pointers "Fare-Thee-Well." They took it like men, we'll say that for them, and 
answered with a cheer, Poor old Mule, that wasn't there! 

The celebration being temporarily over with, you found her — went down town, 
and did what you had planned to do for two months. New York belonged to the 
Regiment that night, that's all that need be said about it. Parties, theatres, and 
the Navy Hop at the Commodore. What more could you ask.^' Would you have 
changed places with anybody in the world.? HELL, NO! A dazed but happy 
Regiment left the Pennsy station the next morning. Seven came eleven and it 
was a natural. 

Fighting an uphill fight throughout the season, coming from behind in half the 
games played, the team improved steadily and surely with every contest, and 
capped the climax by defeating our friends the enemy. Too much credit cannot be 
given to Bob Folwell and the entire squad of coaches; nor to Eddie Ewen, the 
line, and the team in general, including the "Hustlers." Georgetown beaten, a 
game fight at Princeton, and two in a row from Army! Thus did the "Riff-raff of 
the Seven Seas" go through the season, and thus was another gold football added 
to the priceless collection, eleven of them! The name of the Navy was upheld in 
true Navy fashion. 

Following is a detailed account of the game: 

At 2:10 Eddie and Wilhide met in the center of the field and shook hands. 
Wilhide won the toss and chose to receive, defending the East goal and receiving 
the kick off. At 2:13 King kicked off and Clark caught the ball outside on the 
twenty yard line. 




First Quarter 

Navy secured the ball on downs and on a fake kick formation, Conroy made 
5 through Mulligan. Koehler was stopped by Storck for a loss of 1 yard. King 
punted to French on Army's thirty-five yard line. He made 20 yards before he 
was thrown. French made 2 yards through King. Wilhide lost 3 yards trying 
Eddie's end. French tried it again for no gain. French punted to our five yard 
line, Conroy being dropped in his tracks. McKee lost a yard and King 2 on a fake 
kick formation. King then punted, getting off a short, high kick to French on 
Navy's thirty yard line. Two attempts at forward passes by the enemy failed, and 
then French attempted a goal from placement from the forty yard line, but failed. 

Navy took the ball on her twenty yard line. McKee made 7 yards around left 
end; Conroy got a yard through Briedster and repeated the same play for a first 
down. Koehler made 2 through Clark. Conroy was thrown for a 6 yard loss by 
Davidson. King then kicked to midfield where French signalled for a fair catch. 
Interference cost us 15 yards and it was the Kaydets ball on our thirty-five yard 
line. 

Wilhide made 2 through center, a running pass formation. French to Smythe 
gave them 5 more. French was then stopped for an 8 yard loss by most of the Navy 
line. He then punted to our five yard line. A penalty for interference moved it 
onward to the twenty mark. McKee made half the necessary distance past 
Davidson. Parr lost 2 on a criss-cross, Conroy got 5 through center and King 
punted. French carried the ball back to our forty yard mark. He lost 3 on a try 
at King; a second attempt around right end lost 5 yards. He then booted to Conroy 
on the thirty-four yard line. Here the quarter ended. Score: Navy 0, Army 0. 





Second Quarter 



Navy started with ball on thirty-five yard line; Hamilton made a yard outside 
Mulligan. Conroy lost 5 on a try through Briedster. A forward pass failed and 
King punted. French ran it back for 10 yards until downed by Ewen on Army's 
thirty-five yard line. On the first line up French dropped back and punted quickly 
to Conroy who was downed on his eighteen yard mark by White. McKee squeezed 
2 through Mulligan; Conroy got 5 more past Greene. McKee fumbled on the next 
play. Greene recovered it on the thirty-five yard line. Army attempted a forward 
pass from a deployed formation, but Navy covered and it failed. French tried 
a second kick from placement but it was low and short, being partially blocked by 
the Navy forwards. 

A neat pass Conroy to Parr made it first down on the thirty-five yard line. 
McKee was stopped for no gain. McKee to Koehler on a pass over the center of 
the line netted 5 more making it first down. Another attempt failed and Lawrence 
intercepted a fourth attempt on Army's forty-three yard line. A criss-cross failed 

to gain. A short forward pass, Wilhide 
to French, gave Army the ball in midfield 
to which was added 15 yards for holding. 
French made 6 yards around end. Smythe 
failed to make the necessary distance and 
the ball went to Navy on our twenty-five 
yard line. 

Conroy on a fake kick formation made 
6 yards through Davidson and Koehler 






made it first down. McKee was stopped for a loss. King hurled a pass to^McKee 
but the pass was not allowed; a second attempt failed. King punted poorly to 
French in midfield. On the first play he made 6 yards around left end. Lawrence 
made 2 through center, and a forward, Wilhide to French, made first down on the 
thirty-seven yard line. Ewen blocked Wilhide's pass. French attempted a field 
goal from placement for the third and last time. Army's line failed to hold and the 
kick fell short and rolled over the goal line. It was Navy's ball on twenty yard 
line. Koehler made 7 yards oft" tackle as the half ended. Score: Navy 0, Army 0. 



Third Quarter 

King kicked to French who was downed on his eighteen yard line. On the first 
play he made 12 yards around left end. French carried the ball a third time but 
failed to gain. Moore stopped Wilhide, and French punted to Conroy on Navy's 
twenty-five yard line. Conroy made 2 yards outside of Mulligan. King added a 
yard through Clark. Conroy tossed a long forward pass which Parr was unable 
to reach. King punted to French, who was thrown in his tracks by Bolles. Wilhide 
made 7 yards through Wilkie and Bolles, and made 2 more through center. Smythe 
made it first down on the same play. French attempted a run around right end 
but was thrown by Ewen for a 5 yard loss. A forward pass, Wilhide to p>ench, 
put the ball on Navy's forty-three yard line. An attempt at center by Wilhide 
resulted in no gain, and French punted out of bounds on Navy's thirty-five yard 
line. Noyes replaced McKee at left half, and made 2 yards through Mulligan. On 
the next play Hamilton failed to gain, and on his second attempt Noyes made but 
a yard. King punted to Wilhide on his forty yard line, where he was downed by 
Ewen. An attempted forward pass was intercepted by Moore on the fifty yard 
line. The first play was a short forward pass from Conroy that Noyes just missed. 
Conroy then made 3 yards around White's end before being stopped by Wil- 
hide. Conroy next took the ball on a criss-cross and heaved it to Ewen on Army's 
twenty yard line, Eddie got his fingers on the ball but was unable to hold it and 
the ball grounded. King punted over the goal line and the ball was put in play on 
Army's twenty yard line. 

Lawrence made it first down on Army's thirty yard line. Smythe made 2 
yards outside King. Wilhide was stopped for no gain by Willkie, and King then 
threw Smythe for a yard loss on the next play. French punted to Noyes on Army's 
forty yard line. Noyes made 7 yards around Army's right end before being 
tackled by Smythe. Koehler made it first down on Army's thirty-five yard line. 
Conroy tossed a forward pass to Koehler for a gain of 8 yards. Conroy tore 8 
yards between Green and Clark, making it first down on Army's twenty-two yard 
line. Here the quarter ended. Navy 0, Army 0. 




Fourth Quarter 

Koehler started off the final period by sliding between Davidson and Storck for 
9 yards. 13 to go. Noyes tore by Clark. 7 left. The old criss-cross, Noyes to 
Koehler, around the Cadet left end. "Touchdown Navy! Touchdown Navy!" 
Clyde booted a perfect goal. Score — Navy 7, Army zip, swabo, zero, nothing. 

Greene kicked off for the West Pointers. Noyes caught the ball on his five 
yard line and carried it back 20 yards before he was hauled down. As soon as they 
lined up, he sprinted into the center of the line for a half dozen. Another try gave 
him 2 more. Conroy failed by inches to make it a first down over Goodman. A 
second attempt worked for three yards and the first down. The old criss-cross, 
Noyes to Koehler, was good for 15 around White. Navy's ball on the Army's 
forty-seven yard line. 

Conroy dashed by Mulligan for 4 yards, Wilhide making the tackle. Ebersole 
substituted for Lawrence. Vic hit Briedster for 7 yards and first down. Storck got 
around in time to stop Koehler before Benny could get started. Noyes ploughed 
through the left side of the Army line for 11 yards before Ebersole could pull 
him down. Richards replaced Smythe for the Army. It was Navy's ball and 
first down on the Army's twenty-four yard line. Vic Noyes squirmed his way over 
Mulligan for 8 yards. Conroy's pair through Clark made it another first down on 
the soldiers' fourteen yard line. Noyes failed to gain around White and on the 
next play fumbled a low pass. Briedster tumbled over the line and made the 
recovery for the Army. 

Eimers substituted for Larsen, who was pretty well bunged up. French made 
18 yards around end. Army attempted to pass, but failed. Ebersole got a yard 
through center. French tried another pass, but it was wasted. The former 
Rutgers star kicked out of bounds on the Navy forty yard line. Cruise substituted 
for Hamilton. L. Storck substituted for Mulligan, and stopped Noyes for no gain. 
Watters went in for Conroy. He made a yard through center. Noyes again failed 
to make anything through Clark. King punted to French, who was thrown on his 
own twenty-five yard line. Navy lost 15 yards on a penalty for piling 'em up on 
French. Army's ball on their own forty-four yard line. Hal Watters intercepted 
a forward pass and we started off again. Greene stopped Koehler, after Benny had 
made 2 yards by him. Watters made another in a smash at center. The game 
ended here with the ball on the Army's forty-two yard line. 

Score — Navy 7, Army 0. 




Basketball 

FACE to face with their oldest and greatest rivals, the Greylegs for the sixth 
consecutive time were unable to stop the Naval avalanche. Sunday, February 
27th, rounded out the half-dozen blue Sundays the Point has known since 
athletic relations were resumed. Victories over the Army are both sweet and 
glorious. Sweet, when we think of those miserable years when 
the Japanese bell was silent. Glorious since it's the ARMY we've 
beaten, and to beat them, it is necessary to put the best we have. 

The high crowd which taxed the Armory's capacity arrived 
early. Knowing the battles of yore upon the gridiron and dia- 
mond, they were eager to see the same type upon the basketball 
court. And they were not to be disappointed. In the fortv 
minutes of play they were given a whole season's thrills. 

Hal led his team — our team — on the floor at eleven minutes 
after two o'clock. They were greeted by a rousing 4-N from the 
Regiment. Three minutes later our friends, the enemy, appeared, 
with Captain Kesslar leading the way. Four-N one Navy and 
three West Points! They were attired in gold-colored jerseys 
with two horizontal stripes of black, and with the letters bAb in 
between. The trousers and stockings followed the same scheme. 

At two-thirty Referee Deering, coach of the Columbia five, 
and Umpire Ortner, coach of the Cornell team, called the two 
teams to the center of the floor for a last minute consultation. 

The Army had the basket on the Porter Row side. Dabiezies 
got the initial tip ofl^ and the game was on; up and down the floor 
they went — and with a beautiful one-handed toss from the side of 
the court, French (he of football fame) had made the first basket 
of the game. The Kaydets in the lead — that wouldn't do. After 



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another minute of play McKee made good on a free throw 
leaving us a point behind. 

All traces of nervousness had worn off and both teams were 
going at an astounding pace. It took four whole minutes for the 
Navy to crack the ice, and Mac's pretty basket shoved us up into 
the lead — a lead which we lost temporarily a moment later when 
the lanky center of the Pointers hooked a beautiful one after a 
clever dribble. And to add to the general confusion French 
dropped in a foul. But Dave Byerly came through a few seconds 
later with a follow-up shot that knotted the count at 5-all. 

From the fifteen-foot mark French made two more, one of 
which was duplicated by McKee. Bill Ault now appeared on the 
scene with one of his patented shots that pulled the crowd to its 
feet. Pete increased our lead another point with a free toss. 
Nine minutes to go in the first half, and Mr. Smythe. Cadet 
Smythe, we mean, left guard, Army, gets away, way back, almost 
out of sight and let's go, at long range — and for a Hit! He 
now holds all distance records for the Armory. Again the score 
tied — nine each this time. 

The visitors took time out. When play was resumed the 
Navy got away at a terrific pace, and it took but a little while to 
chalk up a half dozen points of velvet, due to goals by Parr and 
Bill, coupled with a pair of fouls by Pete. Pfieffer here substi- 
tuted for Smythe, the latter going to center in place of Dabiezies. 
The change seemed to put new life in the Army camp and a temporary rally led 
by Vichules and French, brought them within hailing distance. With the end of the 
period in sight, the gang simply snowed the Greylegs under; baskets by Ault and 
McKee increasing our total to 22 while the Army's stood at 14. 

The spectators, all of whom, with the exception of newspaper- 
men and officials, were partisan to either one team or the other, 
settled back with a sigh of relief for a ten-minute rest. One 
would never have thought, before, that there could be such ex- 
citement to a basketball game. 

When hostilities were again opened Dabiezies was back at the 
pivot position, Smythe going into Kesslar's place. Once more 
Army led off the scoring, Smythe having the good fortune this 
time. Ault's double decker put us at 24, where we stood pat while 
the opposing forwards raised their score until they were but 
three in the rear. This marks the place where Byerly decided 
that he had to do something that would leave an impression. 
Up there on the Plains they haven't yet made up their minds 
as to what ailed Dave — anyway, the boy ran wild, dropping in 
five of the best looking buckets we've seen in many a moon. His 
running amuck really decided the contest, and although Vichules 
got away with several fine shots the. Army saw nothing but 
defeat ahead of them. 

Dutch Greber went in for Parr after thirteen minutes of play 
in the final round, the latter going out on personals. Kesslar fol- 
lowed him for the same offense in less than a minute. On the 
last minute Billy shoved in the second string men, giving them a 
share in the glory, and thus it ended — Navy 45 — Army 29. hill ault 




For speed, for action, for fierceness and for quality of basket- 
ball displayed, the game was unparalleled. Even the most non- 
partisan spectator could not have remained unmoved at such a 
game. For the first time in his coaching career Billy Lush forgot 
his dignity, and was simply one of the crowd, cheering the 
Navy on to victory. 

It is a common theory among experts of the sporting world 
that big teams seldom show their best form in their big games. 
But such was not the case. Both teams played their best game 
of the year, and we know that no matter how the decision would 
have gone, neither coach could have had an alibi. The Army, 
playing a losing game, fought to the last second, putting forth an 
indomitable will to win that would have beaten any team other 
than the Navy. 

We realize only too well that it is a custom to designate 
some one or two men on the teams as showing to the best 
advantage — but how in the name of wooden ships are we going 
to do it in that game? With each and every man putting up 
the best game of his career it is not only impossible but unfair. 
To the teams, the squads and the coaches go our undivided 
praise. There is nothing too good we can say about them. 

West Point put up the fight that was expected — they had a 
real Army team — one that we are proud to think we were able to ^^^^^'■ 

defeat, and prouder still to believe that we were the only one 
that could have stopped them that day. 

The officiating was excellent. The judgment used by both Mr. Deering and Mr. 
Ortner, under such trying circumstances, was a credit to their ability and to the sport. 




THE SUMMARY: 



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NAVY— McKee, L.F.; Byedy, R.F.; Ault, C; Parr, L.G.; Watters, R.G. 
ARMY— French, L.F.; Vichules, R.F.; Dabiezies, C; Smythe, L.G.; Kesslar, 
R.G. Field Goals— McKee, S; Byerly, 6; Ault, 5; Parr, 1; French, 3; Vichules, 
5; Dabiezies, 1; Smythe, 2. Goals from foul line— McKee, 10; French, 7; 
McCrory, 1. Substitutions— Greber for Parr, McCrory for McKee, Lenhart 
for Byerly, Dickins for Ault, Lyons for Watters, Bonnet for French, PfiefFer 
for Kesslar. Referee— Mr. Deering (Columbia), Mr. Ortner (Cornell). 






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THE time honored custom of gathering athletes tVinn ah 
countries of the world tor competition once every four years 
received a blow in 1916 on account of the World War. 
However, in the summer of 1920, eight years after the contests 
at Stockholm, the VII Olympiad was launched at Antwerp, 
Belgium. We had heard rumors during the early spring that 
certain men from the different squads would be held over from 
the cruise and, with some officers and men from the fleet, would 
be trained for the tryouts for the American Olympic Team. „a»^ 

Most of us, however, doubted these rumors. In the middle of ^^ 

May we were all delighted by the Athletic Officer's announce- ' <4. 

ment that our Academy teams would be given a chance to have 
some of its members win a shield on the American team. 



The following men were held over. Coaches: Glendon, R.; 
Glendon, R. Jr. Crew: Graves, E. D. '21; Jacomini, V. V. '21; 
Moore, E. P. '21; Reisinger, J. C. '21; Trapnell, W. S. K. '21; 
Wiedman, W. A. '21; Litchfield, L. J. '21; Clark, S. R. '22; 
Frawley, E. R. '22; Gallagher, V. J. Jr. '22; Howland, T. R. '22; 
Johnston, D. H. '22; Jordan, W. C. '22; King, C. W. '22; Lee, 
W. T. '22; Rothwell, R. B. '22; Richardson, L. L. '22; Renard, 
J. T. '22; Sanborn, A. R. '22; Wanselow, F. B. '22; Bolles, H. A. 
'23; Huntington, R. D. '23; Jackson, B. L. '23; Kirkpatrick,M. K. 
'23. Wrestling: Coach, J. Schutz; Gallery, D. V. '21; Swigart, 
O. R. '21; Willkie, E. E. '21. Track: Coach, L. H. Mang; 
Curtis, E. B. '22; Clapp, V. O. '22. Swimming: Coach, H. 
Ortland;Quinby, C.'S. '21; Lamdin, C. R. '21; Emory. C. D. '21; 
Boiling, G. W. '23;"Fish, H. C. '23; Winkjer, G. '23. Boxing: 
Schell, E. W. '21. Fencing: Coach, George Heintz; Sherman, 
E. P. '21; Fullinwider, E. G. '21; Bowman, R. L. '21. 

The first part of the summer was spent in vigorous training. 
The crew, wrestlers, and fencers stayed at Annapolis, and the 



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boxers and swimmers went to Great Lakes. The Cruiser Frederick, leaving 
Newport, R. I. July 26th took the squad across, arriving at Antwerpjon the 
evening of August 6th, about two weeks before the track and field events began. 
A description of the Games would be impossible here. However, after splendid 
work by all Navy men and the winning of the world's championship by our 
own varsity crew, the squad split up and had two weeks' leave 
in Europe. Every town from Dublin to Bale, Switzerland saw 
the midshipmen — "and that ain't all!" It was undoubtedly 
the greatest summer ever spent by midshipmen. 



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Crew 

'Twas a bright morning in mid-Julv when the future world's 
champions turned out of their humble quarters in Bancroft Hall, 
dined, packed, and boarded their special train which was to 
carry them to Worcester and the National Rowing tryouts. The 
party led by our one and only Joe, and aided and abetted by 
Dick (God bless his old heart) and "Rich" Glendon — included a 
senior eight, an intermediate eight, a four, and old Candler, the 
venerable boat-house keeper. This is the happy crowd that took 
Worcester by storm and proved to several thousand skeptical 
observers that Navy oarsmen really know how to handle a shell. 
It also convinced about nine Syracuse men (including the old 
"Fox" himself) that Dick Glendon's eight was just a shade the 
best that the United States had to offer — and that, in itself, was 
a mighty big achievement. 

The intermediates started the ball rolling by winning their 
race handily; even though Ferdie did catch a crab and gave us all 



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and. And Lo 
All except Gal, who appeared to be enjoy- 
ing the event hugely. Wish you could have seen him as he 
nodded first to one side then to the other, beaming good-naturedly 
on the hosts that lined the shores. Then, of course, there was 
great rejoicing in the Navy camp that night. Our junior varsity 
had completed its season with a clean slate and the boys had a 
perfect right to celebrate. But the next day was the day of 
days. And the regiment was not there to see Clyde King stroke 
those bronze-back giants of ours to victory, — to victory over 
Syracuse, — yea and Duluth. 

Then of course there was the inevitable celebration and 
Boston was the Mecca for the happy Navy men. The Copley- 
Plaza featured Stroke King and — sh! the auburn-haired lad!! 
Navy celebration! Need I say more.? Besides our memory 
just "wasn't" after mid-night; (this being perfectly permissible, 
we understand, under the circumstances.) 

Anyway we do remember waking up in a nice green, plush 
seat in a very smoky and stuffy Pullman, with Uncle "Henery" 
Ortland telling us that it was 4:00 p. m. and that we were rapidly 
nearing Newport. Draped over suit-cases, lying about in 
precarious positions, they pictured something that recalled a 
certain night in Philly when — but there was the Frederick. -moohe 

Of that glorious trip from Newport to Antwerp much could be said of things 
that few midshipmen see and fewer still experience. In fact it was just like a trip 
on a private yacht, with wonderful chow, luxurious beds, steamer-chairs and movies, 
and, to be sure, Swigart and McDermott. At night Buck Jordan and Bully 
Richardson used to amuse the crowd — and very little sleep was lost by anyone. 
Consequently we waxed rejoiceful when the impressive chalk-cliffs of Dover 
appeared on our port bow. "Bally old England at last" breathed Bob Huntington 






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as he scanned the distant hills and, with worshipping eyes, searched for his old 
friend the Duchess de Cognac, who at the moment was cussing in a bunker on her 
eighteen hole golf course. 

The next morning when we dashed out on deck, it was to gaze upon the pictur- 
esque Hollandaise landscape, windmills, wooden-shoes, and all; 
and as we watched, a thrifty farmer hastily picked up his hay ,,,:^ 

crop and disappeared in a shed. ^^ 

We wondered — and then we knew. The sun had surrendered ^ 

to a shower and for half an hour the hay must remain under ?f 

shelter; then the sun would be shining again. And so it was 
during most of our stay at Antwerp — intermittent sun and rain 
and lots of beer on the side. 

Oh if you could have seen the boys that first night! Just 
naturally knocked them cold ! When that gang of six-foot heavy 
weights strolled up the Place de Meir, past the Grand Hotel, 
great was the amazement in the eyes of the natives. The 
mademoiselles would look up at Buck, for instance, then at 
Johnny Johnston, and loud cries of "Boeuf! Boeuf!" would be 
heard on all sides. Then Buck (being a true caballero) would 
graciously ask: "Voulez-vous shimmie avec-moi, petite.''" "Ah, 
Oui, Oui, Monsieur, avec plaisir." And so it went until Dick, 
apprehensive of the future, decided to move his huskies to a point 
nearer the scene of operations. Thus it came about that the 
squad moved into quarters on the Antwerp-Brussels Ship Canal, 
near Brussels, and commenced the final grind for their final 
achievement, the winning of the world's championship. 

As the day approached, the various nations began putting in 
their appearances along the historic old canal. There was the far 







famed Leander crew, the crew of Alpine Chasers, the "Frog" 
crew, and the Belgiques. But the boys didn't worry. They 
didn't even get excited; they just phigged along and said nothing. 
Didn't Dick wear that same old smile? And wasn't that 
sufficient.' Hope to shout! 

It was a beautiful afternoon in late August when the Navy 
eight "loafed" up to the start and lined up with a heretofore 
undefeated crew, the English Leanders. Not a man in that boat 
who did not realize the task set before him and not a man who 
was not determined to give his all. The Belgian starter gave his 
signal, the tiny cannon boomed, and sixteen blades dug deep 
into the still water. The English crew, starting with a 44, let 
down to a 42 and forged slowly ahead. At the half way mark, 
the enemy was leading by open water and still rowing with that 
man killing stroke. Somebody on the bank yelled: "Well rowed, 
Leander!" And somebody in the American shell heard that 
remark — and that "somebody" was Clyde King. Doggedly he 
lay on his sweep and slowly the stroke went up. With embla- 
zoned shields flashing in the afternoon sun, and with backs 
straining to the task, that Navy eight of ours passed the Limeys 
in the last hundred yards. With sheer nerve, they crossed the 
line a winner — two-thirds of a length. It was the greatest 
victory that any American crew had ever won and it was the 
final achievement to a long, and eventful season. So with their 
medals and shields safely tucked away, all haste was made Paris-ward, London- 
ward, or wherever the fancies of the individual led him. Some sailed up the Rhine, 
others climbed the Alps, while it was rumored that a few (.?) took the Brussels 
Express to Paris. Some found the Washington Palace, others tried Ye Ancient 
Vintage at Zelli's Club, and still others fell in love in the Montmarte. At the end 




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Navy Wins World Championship 





of two weeks it was time to leave, and all hands registered deep regret. It had 
been a wonderful summer, and best of all it had terminated in the biggest Navy 
Day of all — the day when eight stalwarts smashed the world's record and placed 
the Navy at the pinnacle of the rowing world. 



Olympic Wrestling- 



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After a long delay, which lasted up to the day of graduation, 
the good news came, and Gallery, Willkie, and Captain Swigart, 
all of '21 and unbeaten in their weights during the 1920 season, 
were granted permission to remain at the Naval Academy in 
connection with training for the Olympic Wrestling Team. 

Then old timers, who have made Navy famous on the mat 
since 1912, came drifting in. Mammy Weems, '12; Chipo Rogers, 
'17; Jo Jo Anderson, '19; Jack Redmond, Captain '19; Mike 
Maichle, Captain' 20; and Swabo Swafford, '20. These men 
together with several Marines and Reserve Ensigns and the Naval 
Academy trio, formed the squad. It was a motley crew that 
reported to Coach John Schutz on June fifth. 

The hot days of July saw the would-be world's champions 
hard at work in the gym, fighting each other for a place on the 
team that was to represent the Navy at New York City, July 13th. 
The old gang came back strong, and the Naval Academy spirit 
prevailed throughout the preliminary season. 

The tryouts were held in the 76th Regiment Armory, New 
York City. Many seemingly poor decisions and rough tactics on 
the part of opponents ended in a Navy protest. This brought 
semi-satisfactory results, and the entire Navy team was entered; 
not in the catch-as-catch-can (American) system of wrestling. 



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but in the Graeco-Roman (European) style, except Willkie, who 
was entered in both classes. 

All the men on the team were assigned to duty on the U. S. S. 
Frederick for the purpose of participation in the Olympics. The 
trip over seemed like paradise, after conditions on a midship- 
men's cruise, real food to eat, ice cream (made in the U. S. A.), 
served after 13 days at sea, and a lack of slum and beans, made 
the ship's commissary staff popular with all hands. It was a 
lucky gang that ate the chow furnished by the 6th Morale. 

The real World's Championship bouts commenced on August 
17th. It was a case of Navy fighting to the finish. We had ' , 

challenged the world, and found it too large. They beat us on ^ ' 

their home grounds at their own game; all the Navy men being 
eliminated before the finals. Of the '21 men. Gallery got a 
decision over a Dutchman, champion of Holland, in the pre- 
liminaries after a thirty minute bout. He was beaten by a \ 
Finn in the semi-finals after a hotly fought contest. / 

Willkie fought his way through to the last semi-finals by j ' 

heaving both a Frenchman and a Czecho-Slovak to the mat with .^"W 

ease. A Finn proved his downfall in this round. In Eddie's ,^\^ 

own words, "He was six feet between the eyes and slipped his '"'*^ ""*' 
collar on over his head." "Little Ed" made an excellent showing 

in his weight. hihdan 

Swigart, in his usual style, threw an Italian in the preliminaries in three 
minutes. But he lost in the semi-finals to a Belgique. Swig preferred to be beaten 
by a Greek or Czecho-Slovak, but fates were against him. He fought hard, but 
was outweighed and wrestling in a style that was new to him, and second nature to 
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However, several of our 
men made the Olympic team 
and won their shields. They 
are Lieut. -Comdr. Weems, '12; 
Lieut. Redmond, '19; Ensign 
. Gallery, '21-A; Swigart, and 
WiUkie of '21-B. Swig and 
Willkie are the first midship- 
men to be awarded this honor 
in wrestling. 

The entire trip was made 
possible through the untiring 
efforts of Commander Mayo, 
U. S. N., Officer in Charge of 
He was personally on the job and 



the Sixth Morale Division, Washington, D. C 
did his utmost for the squad at all times. 

A great deal of credit is due Coach Schutz for his excellent work in conditioning 
the men and training them in the European style of wrestling. 



Olympic Track 

When word came that Academy athletes were to be allowed to compete in the 
Olympics, the Regiment turned its eyes on Curtis and Clapp, for upon these two 
rested the hopes of the Navy for success in track. The two of them had been 
reeling off records during the entire season and their selection for tryouts occasioned 
no great amount of surprise. 

Over in Brooklyn the first of the preliminaries took place. 
These tryouts were open to a large field of entries, comprising 
the best athletes in the country. Clapp qualified in the Pent- 
athlon while Curtis ran away with the 1500 metre in the time of 
four minutes and two seconds. Navy had qualified in one event 
and registered a first in another. 
4 »j^ f If the achievements of our track representatives had rested 

* " I there, we should have been proud; but pride was followed by 

f ,1, exultation when we learned of the results of the N. Y. A. C. 



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finished a close second, trailing Joie Ray in 

Arriving in Antwerp on the twenty-first of August, workouts 
started immediately. The hard track and unfavorable condi- 
tions played havoc with the American athletes. Ray's legs went 
bad on him. "That ruined me," said Eddie. "I had counted on 
the slow heat to put me in condition, but when Ray's legs went 
back on him, I was forced into the first heat and lost." And then 
Clapp, our next best bet, very obligingly favored the other 
countries by missing the car that was to take him out to the meet. 
He never competed. 

This ended matters for the Navy until the big relay in London. 
That was quite an event. The place was packed and jammed to 
its utmost capacity. Royalty, titles, and commoners made up 
the multitude that had come to watch the great race. The 
American team, composed of Curtis, Connolly, Ray, and Shields, 
were the fastest men this country could send on a cinder track. 
The race was four miles, each man taking a mile. Curtis led ofi^, 
followed by Connolly, Ray, and Shields in the order named. 
The English team was no match for the Americans, and another 
triumph was added to the glory already achieved by the athletes 
from the United States. The time was eighteen minutes, four 
seconds. 



twenty-one, re- 
markable considering existing 
conditions. Again Navy found 
herself with a first place on 
the credit list. 

At Boston occurred the final 
tryouts. In this were the pick 
of America's track men; the 
best that could be obtained in 
the preliminaries to race for 
the final standing that was to 
determine the complement of 
Olympic team, Curtis 



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We might mention many 
of the wonderful things that 
happened to these athletes 
after the race. We could tell 
lots of things about the very 
formal banquet given by the 
Duke of York. And before 
evening was over, could you 
blame the Duke for calling 
our own Curtis "Eddie." And 
of course Eddie had to be just 






represent the 

weight. Schell weighed a bare 

155 but he merely gave this 

characteristic "aye, aye" and 

entered. 

His first bout was with (as 
Spike said) "a great hulking 
whale from South Africa who 
was ten pounds over his 
weight (outweighing Schell 30 
pounds), had been righting for 
nine years and never lost an 
amateur bout." Schell knocked 
him out in the second round. 



Curtis has proven himself 
Olympic calibre. He helped 
Navy towards a higher place 
in world's athletics. He car- 
ried the banner of track and 
carried it well. The regiment 
points with pride to its 
Olympic athletes. We talk 
much about them, and never 
tire of it, for the regiment 
honors its athletes who carried 
on for the Navy and the 
'^'' Country. So it is that we 
extend our credit to Curtis 
and our other Olympic men, not so much because of what they 
individually accomplished (though we glory in that) but because 
we recognize the spirit behind them that made these accomplish- 
ments possible. 

Boxing 

To speak of Naval Academy boxing in the Olympics is to 
speak of one man, Schell, for it was Schell who carried the Naval 
Academy into the Olympic team and the Olympic meets. 

It is not the purpose of the Lucky Bag to eulogize every 
athlete who went over nor, especially, is its intention to unduly 
praise one man. But a sense of rightness, pride, and a hearty 
appreciation of what these men accomplished cannot fail to 
elicit the praise that is due them. 

Schell carried the banner of Navy boxing and carried it well. 
Fighting the whole way against terrible odds (Spike Webb said 
so and Spike knows boxing), Schell went through the second 
round of the Olympics. 

After a series of fights in New York, one of which was a close 
decision against him, Schell was placed on the team that went 
across. Arriving on the other side he immediately resumed his 
training. The committee suddenly discovered that there was a 
vacancy in the 175 jiound class, and Schell was told that he would 

U. S. in this 

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They made him fight again 
the next morning, this time 
with an opponent from Nor- 
way. "Eppie had him hanging 
on the ropes," said Spike. "It 
was Eppie's fight all the way, 
but the referee gave it to the 
amid a perfect 
s. I argued with 
him, but you can't tell those 
foreigners anything. They say 
the referee called Spike a pig. 
And they say Spike ruined a 
referee and a few gendarmes. 
But Spike wouldn't tell, so 
But ask those who were there. 

"Eppie," says Spike, "deserves all the credit you can give him. 
He trained hard, he worked hard and he fought hard. He 
fought men who outweighed him 25 to 30 pounds and he licked ^ffli^ 

'em all." And so, because we know that Spike knows boxing, ^m't 

and because we know Schell, we give him all that credit. The Jl 

Navy and the regiment are proud of the success he won and the 
name he made, both for himself and the service. 



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Swimming 



The midshipmen swimmers started training the day after 
June Week was over. The life here was most enjoyable, as it 
proved to be a pleasant reaction from a rather strenuous year. 
Reveille at seven-thirty, work in the pool in the morning, and out- 
door swimming at the float across the river in the afternoon, if 
the weather permitted. Liberty in Annapolis was granted after 
four o'clock. 

The men were rounding into pretty good form when, on June 
17th, they left unexpectedly for the Great Lakes Naval Training 
Station. The squad was there a full month. Commander 
Carpender, who had charge of the midshipmen, was greatly 
instrumental in securing many privileges and went out of his 





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way frequently in order to make life more enjoyable during the 
stay in Chicago. The swimmers lived in the field house with 
Spike Webb's boxers and a few Hawaiian swimmers. Ortland 
combined his men with those of Hogan, the Great Lakes coach, 
and the squad represented the Great Lakes swimming team. 

Each morning the men would run off some sprints in the 
tank, which by the way was also in the field house, and in the 
afternoon they usually drove in to Chicago and practiced in the curtis 

Lincoln Lagoon where the tryouts were to be held. On the week-ends, Admiral 
and Mrs. Bassett entertained the midshipmen. 

On July 3rd the Great Lakes swimming team entered the Central A. A. U. 
Championships held at the Edgewater Beach Hotel, Chicago. Rough water made 
fast swimming almost impossible. L A. C. won the meet with Great Lakes second. 
Norman Ross was high point winner. 

The next week-end brought the big tryouts at Lincoln Lagoon. It was the 
largest water carnival ever held in this country. Boiling, Lamdin and Emory were 
unsuccessful in the hundred yard event. It was won by Kahanamoku, with Pua 
Kealoha second, and Ross third. These were the men who represented America at 
Antwerp in the same order, except that "Wild Bill" Harris beat Ross out for third. 
Fish and Winkjer failed to register in the quarter mile and mile respectively. 
Quinby swam a beautiful race and copped third in the 400 meter breast stroke. 
This qualified him for the team. 

The midshipmen left Great 
Lakes July 17th and returned 
to Annapolis. They were 
granted a week's leave and 
then ordered to report on 
board the Frederick. The 
men who did not qualify were 
to be taken over as extras. 

The two weeks at Antwerp 
before the games started were 
spent in going out to the 
swimming stadium twice 
daily. Experience was gained 
here, as well as throughout 
the entire summer's work, that 




preliminary rounds. Next 
proved to be most valuable 
preparation for the '21 swim- 
ming season. Quinby was 
beaten in his heat by Henning 
of Sweden. 

After the swimming events 
were over, the squad and all 
others went on leave, not 
missing anything from Jung- 
frau to the Follies Bergere. 





Fencing- 

The veterans of '21-A's First Class fencing team, Fullinwider, Walker, Bowman, 
and Sherman formed the nucleus of the Navy Olympic Fencing Team. Just as 
soon as they helped to win the intercollegiate championship, they started in hard 
work for the Olympic team tryouts and during May were joined by Calnan, '20 and 
Cunningham, '20. These six men went through three elimination meets — May 25th 
at Washington, June 1st at Philadelphia, and June 15th at New York. The net 
result was that "Fully" was named as one of the four sabre men to represent 
America at Antwerp and the other five men won substitute positions on the sabre, 
foil, and duelling sword teams. 

On board the Frederick on the way over, the men practiced on two fencing 
mats spread athwartships on the starboard side of the quarterdeck and, under the 
tireless coaching of Mr. Heintz, the American sabre team 
coach, (and fencing master at the Naval Academy), the men 
kept in fine condition. 

After landing in Antwerp, the American team was generously 
given the free use of two of the best fencing clubs in the city and 
here they fenced and trained every day for two weeks before 
the games started. 

The first event to occur was the individual foils championships 
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cane, the duelling sword cham- 
pionships in which Sherman 
and Calnan were not allowed 
to enter due to the fact that 
the Olympic Fencing Com- 
mittee had not filed their entry 
blanks. The next event, the 
sabre competition, was where 
Navy came into its own. There 
were four men composing the 
American sabre team and the 
lineup was changed against 
each country; but in all except 
one of the seven matches there 
were at least two Navy 
men among this four. At 

one time when we faced France, the mother country of fencing, the American team 
was composed of Fullinwider, Walker, Bowman, and Cunningham, the Navy 
entries. In this sabre team competition, America tied for fourth place in the 
world's championship, higher than she had ever finished before; and this result was 
largely due to the vigor and fight of the Navy members of the team and to Fullin- 
wider especially who won more bouts than any other member of the American sabre 
team. 

The fencing wound up with the individual sabre championship in which all four 
Navy men were entered. Due to the high percentage of elimination in the pre- 
liminaries, however, no Navy man survived these, but the greatest surprise of the 
whole fencihg competition happened here when Walker, Navy, decisively beat the 
world's champion Nido Nodi of Italy 3 — in a brilliant bout. 

In summing up, one can say with assurance that the Navy representatives did 
work on a parallel with, if not superior to, that of the best fencers in America. 



Index to Biographies 
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NAME 
Abernethy. E. p. 
Acupy, J. T. . . 
Aken H. E. . . 

AlDRICH, C. E. 

Alexander, C. S. 
Ames, J. G., 3d . 



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Bagnall, R. S 3^4 

Baker, J. E 417 

Ball, E. B 373 

Barbaro, J. R 443 

Barter, H 388 

Bartlett, F. S 409 

Baume, C. R 467 

Beard, J. D 361 

Began, J. M 415 

Belch, K. R 392 

Bell, C 353 

Berry, R. W 452 

BixEY, H. L 384 

Brandt, B. F 402 

Braun, B. L 386 

Bridget, F. J 341 

Brooke, G. M 418 

Brown, C. R 369 

Brown, L. A 420 

Brown, R. C 444 

Brownell.T. C 407 

Byerly, D. H 338 

Callahan, F. H 364 

Campbell, T. M., Ir 397 

Canty, R. E. ." 423 

Carey, R. H 352 

Carlisle, H. A 427 

Carlson, D. E 457 

Carney, J. P 450 

Carney, J. V 359 

Carroll, H. W., Jr. ; 345 

Cherbonnier, a. v., Jr 428 

Cohan, A. M 420 

Connolly, J. A 361 

Connolly, L. F 432 

Cook, A. B 428 

Cooke, S. B 443 

Cooke, W. R.,Jr 419 

Cotton, C. F 398 

Coulter, H. N 431 

Courts, J 450 

Craig, W 464 

Cranston, W. B 365 

Crawford, G. C : . . 452 

Crenshaw, J. S. . 400 

Cronin, J. C 459 

Crouch, E. M 385 

Culver, B. K 344 

Currents, E 473 

Darby, W. C 465 

Dawson, H. T 445 

Dell, T. M., Jr 459 

Dennett, R. R 404 

de Rivera, H. 1 426 

Detzer, A. T-. |r 379 

Dibrell, S. T 41(> 

DiCKiNS, J. H 445 

DivoLL, L. E 461 

Drischler, C. S 405 

Drybread, W. 1 463 

DuFTON, W. S 399 



NAME 

Karl, P 434 

Eaton, M. E 427 

Edwards, R. D 383 

EicKS, C. H 414 

EiMERs, H. 394 

Emory, CD 442 

Entwistle, F. 1 54S 

Erwin, D. L 4'5 

EwEN, E. C 339 

Faine, C 470 

Fairman, F. E., Jr 358 



Firth, F. J 449 

Forbes, W. G 441 

Ford, F. D. A 434 

Freeman, J. S 381 

Frier, J. M 389 

Frost, D. A 431 

Fuller, B. MacW 410 



Gaines, W. R. 
Gilbert, W. C. 
Giles, D. T. . 
Gilliam, G. W. 



Glisson, CO 352 

Goodale, H. M 430 

Grannis, L. C 377 

Gray, C W., Jr 365 

Gray, W. C 356 

Greber, C F 337 

Greenwald, R. C 358 

Griswold, W. a 469 

Grover, D., Jr 374 

Hachtel, C. L 429 

Hail, H. D 343 

Hales, R. S 464 

Hall, K. R 398 

Hamilton, W.V 411 

Hand, W. N 456 

Hanson, R. E 458 

Harrison, J. S 382 

Harvey, S. W 417 

Heath, J. P 446 

Heim, E. M 449 

Herring, G. G., Jr 441 

HicKEY, R. F 421 

Hilding, G. D 457 

Hoover, W. D 349 

HosKiNS, J. M 370 

HousER, H. \ 349 

Howell, P. E. . 414 

Hughes, J. R 341 

HusKE,j:C 437 

Hyatt, D 403 

Jackson, F. H. W 453 

Jasperson, R. E 433 

Jessup, L., Jr 379 

Johnson, F. O 388 

Johnson, W. D., Jr 370 

[ones, G. a 367 

Jones, H. C 371 

loNES, W. R 342 

Joy, C 462 

JuDSON, C H 451 

Kain, R. T 357 

Keller, W. S 424 



NAME P^*^^ 

Kelsh.C.T ^^8 

Kenyon, H. N l'\ 

Kern, B. M *" 

Kernodle, M. H il' 

Kirbv-Sm.th, E.. JR {60 

Kirk, A. E {^q 

KlVLEN.J.R *^^ 

Kline, E. C j^'" 

Knowles, H. P Ti 

Koops, C IVn 

Kucera.T. P ^'"^ 

Lamdin, C. R If. 

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r^.^ r r Tr .... 401 

Lewis, (j. t-., JR ,_- 

Lewis, R. P '/' 

Lewis,!. L |76 

LoKER,A. M \l\ 

Lynch, J. K «J 

Lyon,G. D ^90 

Lyttle,G. H -il^ 

McCann, T. L ^69 

McCoLLUM, A. H -'-" 

McCrory, F. S +0 

McGlone, L. G 'J^ 

McGowAN, L. J -Jj- 

McKee, 1 11° 

McKelvy,W. N fl^ 

McKinley, E. W 395 

McNamar, J. a |11 

McQueen, J. C 374 

McQuiston, E. 1 350 

McWiLLiAMS, J. H 367 

Macklin, C. E., Jr 342 

Madden, J. F. P 378 

Madeira, D. L 368 

Magruder, W. H 390 

Maher, E. a 385 

Mahoney, E. C 359 

Maney, N. C, Jr 357 

Marshall, C.J f26 

Martin, G.D 395 

Meredith, E. E J9i 

Merrick, R.H 340 

Miller, G.C flS 

Misson, C. A 347 

Moise.W.L |00 

MoNCEwicz, P. M 393 

Moore, E. P *51 

Moore, S. B 378 

Morgan, G. C 382 

Morrison, J. H 353 

Murphy, W. J 375 

Nelson, A. D. . 372 

Nemrow, J. 1 383 

Newsom.J I 6 

Nichols, P. G -K'l 

NisH, A. G -WO 

Nyquist, W 338 

Oliver, E. B 396 

Olsen,J. L. B 396 

PARFnT,T.A 403 

Pendleton, W. B 416 

Perdue, C. H., Jr 408 

Peters, H 422 

Pettee, E. E 363 

Pickens, R. L 436 

Pickle, D.V 470 

Pino, H. M 337 

Pollard, L. K 393 



NAME PAGE 

Poole, E. D H^ 

Poole, E. J., Jr \}i. 

Porter, D. G "U 

Porter, W. A., Jr V'!^ 

Power, K.H -^^ 

Price, W. S '/' 

PuRVES, S. St. C. +-' 

Oi iNBY, C. E. M. S -^S 

R.^MSEY, W. p.. Jr. \f 

Ranseholsen, R. S T^ 

reiter, l. r -r' 

Rezner, J. E %!' 

Rice, J. W '^^^ 

Roberts, D. W ][' 

Roberts, J. A., Jr \l\ 

Rockwell. J. P *" 

Roland, C.W -^^ 

Rowe, L. L ^/,]. 

Ruby, H. A +^° 

Russell, G.L *^^ 

Sabin, L. S., Jr j^f 

Sage, G. E j*^ 

Sanders, C.H •J09 

Schindler, W. G 363 

Schneider, H. G ffi 

Scott, L. K \l^ 

Semple, L., Jr ^^ 

Sewell, W. H ■*°3 

Shannonhouse, F. McR ^'° 

Shaw, H. P ^^6 

Skahill, B. J *„ 

Smith, C. E V,^ 

Smith, D. F Y±i 

Snelling, C. M., Jr ^T^ 

Snyder, G. W., 3d ^f 

SoucEK, A :: ., 

Steinbauer, F. S |*° 

Stevens, G. C , " 

Strang, C. J .„, 

Stubbs, E. H., Jr f,\ 

SWIGART, O. R 364 

Talbot, F.R ^66 

Tarbutton, E. a y.'i 

Taylor, H.W f/, 

Taylor, L. V. D *°^. 

Tellman, h. a ;J;3 

Thomas, M. E " 

Thompson, J. L 

Thompson, M.C ^vi 

Thorp, W. B "^^ 

Upshur, J. .^ ^^^ 

Van Bergen, N. B -^{O 

Vanzant, R. B j" 

VOGENITZ.V.O j™ 

VoiT.J. B ^^^ 

Walker, F. R {H 

Walker, J. L *^° 

Watters, H. . l^Jt 

Webb, E. H *=^ 

Weidner, W. F 458 

Westfall, M.J iy- 

Whitney, J. P "2 

Willis, R. G ^^ 

Willkie, E. E 356 

Wiltsie, I. D Ti' 

Wirth.T. R fJi 

Wise, L. M l^l 

Wray, H. T *15 

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Harlow Milton Pino 
Saint Paul, Minnesota 

"Piney" "Squirrel" 

START your orchestra, Mister." Piney 
must needs cease coaling, accompany the 
xylophone of glasses, and proceed to entertain a ring 
of First Classmen crouched about the table of 
properly trained Plebes by playing on the table as a 
piano. 

Soulful sincerity is our Milton's personification 
illustrated by his "beg pardon, sir," as he gently but 
firmly stepped from the ladies' dressing room that he 
had absent mindedly entered after the one and only. 
His object of envy is a real bad man, but bad he can 
not be. The ladies have him sized up right, but 
daring as they are, none really know him and it's 
"give my love to all — especially 'Piney'" in your 
rare letters. 

So far we have nothing on him. We know his 
thoughts and to hear such from his cherubic lips 
is a shock, but Piney shocking — impossible! 

Steady, rational, tactful, square, good qualities 
are his from force of habit and when you need a hand 
you can't miss his. 

"GOO-bye, 'Piney.'" 

President Class 1921-B; 

Four Stripes; 

Basketball Numerals (4); 

Baseball N (4); 

Baseball N, 2 Stars (3,2); 

Basketball Manager (2); 

Vice-President Y. M. C. J., 1920-1921; 

Captain Baseball (1); 

Hop Committee {2, 1). 



Charles Frederic Greber 

New York City, New York 

"Dutch" "Chuck" "Cholly" 

NOW, the Dutchman is a rare piece of New York 
timber. If you are fond of that little indoor 
game "rough housing", and wish to spend an evening 
devoted entirely to this sport, visit Dutch. No 
greater joy can this man have than the crash of 
crockery, light shades, and furniture. 

Old-timer is always on hand for a little play, and 
will keep you busy to the extent of his power and 
never demand any thanks. In summing up his 
passion for play, we can not overlook Dutch's true 
native ability. 

Charlie is a fairly savvy hombre and since joining 
the ranks of '21 has never known the trials and 
troubles of Academic life, so common to some of us. 

Early in his career he showed a tendency toward 
fussing. Now we have the finished A No. 1, cloth- 
bound, gilt-edged, silver-tongued snake. Any hop 
night we see Dutch in their midst at Luce Hall. 

Dutch's philosophy is based on the principle that 
a mind resigned to the future with all its obstacles, 
can be the only answer for a successful life. With 
this maxim, a cheerful smile, and a will to lend a 
useful hand, he has gained many friends. 

Buzzard; 

Basketball Squad (3, 2, 1); 
Baseball Squad (4, 3, 2,1); 
Baseball Numerals; 
Hustlers {2, 1); 
Basketball Numerals. 




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David Harvey Byerly 
Butler, Pennsylvania 
"Diz" "Dave" "Hiram" 

HERE we have the laziest white man who ever 
walked on two feet, although he seldom walks 
except when he's asleep. We guess it's because he 
hails from the Smoky City and he thinks that it is 
night all the time. 

It may be that he is particLilar, or like Lady Fatima 
individuality outshmes, but at any rate his hiber- 
nating habits on the cruise were much in evidence. 
On board ship he was often seen at meals but as soon 
as permission was granted to look the natives over, 
Diz would head the liberty list and depart for 
places unknown. Take Honolulu for instance — one 
minute before the last train backed out of the shade, 
friend Dave would appear, smiling and staggering 
with joy, but saying nothing. 

The only time that Dave leaves his bedside is to 
join Billy's combination in the Armory and George's 
war-club gang on Worden Field and believe me he is 
no mean bum at either. For two consecutive years 
he has transferred the vacuum from his head to his 
feet and has won the coveted N. 

Even if the "Tsetse Fly" did bite him Dave de- 
serts his downy couch at opportune times and helps. 

"Listen, here's the way I'd do it." 

Otie Stripe; 

Basketball Squad (4, 3, 2, 1); 

Basketball N; 

Lacrosse Squad (2, 1); LNT (2). 



Walfrid Nyquist 
Eagle Lake, .Minnesota 

"Nike" "S-.cede" "Nye" 

SAIL Ho! What ho! Mankato! All the way 
from Minnesota to join the Navee. Like his 
Norse ancestors, Walfrid chose a life on the briny 
deep, but has no use for fresh water. 

Nike was a Bar-Axe Plebe. It took him about 
two months to get wise to the Math Department, but 
since then things have been plain sailing. He spent 
his first Christmas on the Reina; check another off 
for Madame Fatima — she is some girl, but these 
D. O.'s are so jealous! 

Swede surely can celebrate a Navy victory. Ask 
any waiter in Shanley's; they all know him. And say, 
Nike, did you see the Royal Vagabound in 1919.? 
When it comes to throwing a party Nike takes the 
front rank. He was the sub-committee at the 
Connecticut's Class Supper in Panama and from all 
reports it was a huge success. 

Swede was some ball player in his home town, but 
a bad arm and a love for Doc's and the movies kept 
him out of the big game except for a berth on the 
class team. Nike is good company and has a heavy 
line. Dope is his middle name, but we will never 
tire of hearing him and we all hope to see him again 
in the fleet. 

Buzzard (2, 1): 
Class Baseball (2); 
Sub Squad {4, 3, 2, 1). 




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Edward Coyle Ewen 
Portsmouth, New Hampshire 

"Eddie" 

' T TAM and Egger!" "Aye boy, how yuh making 
X X out?" And Eddie ambles into view always 
bearing that congenial smile which, when one thinks 
of Ewen, one subconsciously visualizes that "Eddie 
grin." 

Eddie toed the line with '20, but in his Plebe year, 
due to football injuries, '20 had to half-mast the five 
flag, but Eddie wasn't recovered by that ship. How- 
ever, '21, coming along in her wake, was the lucky 
recipient of this bouncing boy. Recovering from 
said injuries, Eddie has been "up and at 'em" ever 
since. Whatever you do, get Eddie to tell you about 
his little aeroplaning expedition after the Army- 
Navy game of '19. 

Now, speaking of Katy-dids, Eddie has a fanciful 
idea that our mutual friend, Caruso, can't snow him 
under in the matter of making all sorts of noises. 

You all know the days of miracles are over, but 
here is a lad that can pick daisies from mid-air, at 
the merest hint that a certain fair young maiden 
would have it so — and so it is, but for all that, one 
Seattleite was heard to inquire — "What do you bring 
that bird along for — to crack jokes.?" 

"^ tail, boys, we went up to do it and we did it." 

Football Squad (5); 
Football N {4, 3); N-Star {2, 1); 
Captain Football (2, 1); 
Lacrosse lNt (3,2, 1): 
Treas. Athletic Association; 
Regimental C. P. 0. 



Harold Waiters 

Iowa City, Iowa 

"Hal" 

ON a calm June day our young hero set out from 
the plains of Iowa in answer to the call of the 
wild waves. Ecstatic was the smile on his youthful 
countenance and full was his carpet bag with those 
things admitted to our Severn home by regulation. 
He spooned on an Admiral in Chicago, debated with 
himself the advisability of calling on the Sec Nav and 
finally reached the conclusion that a man of decision 
works first and plays later. 

Thus the embryo ensign arrived. Scattered 
throughout these pages you will find numerous ac- 
counts of his athletic prowess. But sad to state his 
rough nature cropped out. The ladies delighted in 
a cave man with polished and presentable appear- 
ances. The D. O.'s marked his room as one replete 
with non-reg occupants and their disappointment at 
his periodic absence led to frenching reports, re- 
minding him to stay at home. In recognition of his 
services he was awarded the liberty stripe, but due to 
his love for the free and open life, athletics occupied 
his legal liberty hours. Sweet satire! 

Hop Committee (3, 2, J); 
Basketball Squad (4); 
Basketball N (3,2, 1); 
Captain Basketball (2, 1); 
Football "A" Squad {2, 1); 
NA {2); N-Star {!); 
Lacrosse Squad (4); LNT (3, 2, 1); 
Buzzard (2); One Stripe (7). 



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Robert Hall Merrick 

Brookline, Massachusetts 

"Bob" 

INDULGING in personalities gives us a chance to 
portray Bob as the boys really see him. Replete 
in humor, he never misses a chance to open an attack 
of good, bad, and indifferent wit. 

Eccentricities galore! Every day brings forth 
dreams of the little thmgs that might be, but alas 
most of them are discarded for more dreams, however 
some of them do mature and fjorm themselves into 
real, logical, useful ideas. Often is the time that he 
depends solely on his imagination to supply him with 
the needed facts in the recitation room — what is in 
the book matter: not at all, just give him a slip and 
let him develop it to his fullest satisfaction and the 
author isn't in the running. 

Never was there a hop complete without our Bob. 
Every Saturday saw hmi cavorting around the glazed 
floor of the gym. It was a case of drag, drag, drag, 
mostly a different one each time but sometimes 
doubling back. Never was his announcement of last 
September more astoundingly received, for as the 
sooth sayeth, "The more you see of the others the 
less you will see of one," however Bob has fooled us 
again and done just that thing after seeing all the 
others. 

Class Secretary {2, 1); 
Class Crest Committee; 
Class Shipper Committee; 
Class Ring Committee ; 
Christmas Card Committee {2, 1); 
Log Staff (2); 
Buzzard (2, 1). 



Frank Seneca McCrory 
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 
"PFhitey" "Sparrow" "Mac" 

WHITEY and his smile have the peculiar faculty 
of eliciting sympathy from everyone with 
whom they come in contact; not that he needs or 
wants it, for he is a fast, two-fisted man well able of 
taking good care of himself, but just because it is 
that kind of a smile. It is like his nature, open and 
generous — extending from ear to ear including his 
eyes and nose. 

The Senator, as he is known In private life, has the 
temperament of an opera singer: His moods of 
unbounded joy or unfathomable blues follow each 
other in rapid succession, but through them all he 
maintains his keen wit and deep sense of humor. 
These latter virtues have softened many of the 
rough spots of his Academic and athletic careers 
when one would interfere with the other preventing 
him from doing his best in either. 

Whitey's star is in the ascendent at the hops, for 
with his white gloves and dangling belt he has won 
more than one triumph. 

Though he may grumble and rhino a bit, still it 
is only the nature of the beast, since his radiant 
smile is always ready and willing to break through 
whatever gloom surrounds him. 

"Oh! what a gosh darn Navy!" 

Basketball Squad {4, 2, 1); 

Numerals (4); 

Ass't Manager Basketball (J); 

Hop Committee (i, 2, 1); 

Buzzard. 





James Rowland Hughes 
Newport, Rhode Island 

"Jimmy" 

DON'T touch it, my boy; get out of the gutter; 
step up closer ladies and gents. You see be- 
fore you for your inspection the magnificent and joy- 
inspiring smile of Jimmie Rowland Hughes. How it 
happened that they didn't name him "Smiley" can 
only be accounted for by the fact that his parents 
didn't realize it would be his chief characteristic 
later in life. If, as Mahan says, "an ounce of loyalty 
is worth a pound of cleverness in a moment of need," 
then Jimmy is worth many pounds of cleverness, for 
the Swiss Guard had nothing on him for loyalty. 

Jimmy demonstrated his ability as a man of 
affairs when Second Class year he faithfully managed 
the class football team through to the Academy 
championship by a series of statements, threats, and 
pleas. However, we still contend that Jimmy 
answered the wrong call when he came to the 
Academy, for he should have been a cowboy. His 
feat of riding them straight up at the Army-Navy 
football game Second Class year established him as 
one of the few in our class possessmg ability along 
that line. 

Bu%%ard; 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Class Lacrosse {2). 



Francis Joseph Bridget 
Washington, D. C. 

"Frank" "Deacon" "Deak" 

WHAT! You're tired of Fats.? Well then, 
try one of these Tarrytowns. I'm telling 
you, it's the only cigarette. Get me.?" When we 
hear the above, as we often do, we know that the 
Deacon has arrived. In appearance he is all that 
his nom d'entaille implies, but we who have seen 
him at the Army game and thereafter can tell a 
different story. Just ask him how he liked "Apple 
Blossom!" And at many other times one would 
wonder how he had come to get his cognomen, 
especially when he sallies forth as S. 0. P. of the 
Terpsichorean squadron at every Saturday night 
gathering. We have come to the conclusion that 
the bump on the south side of his cranium, as he 
faces north, is not a superfluous ornament, for when 
it comes to engineering affairs of importance, he 
works with such will and enthusiasm that he always 
has the satisfaction of knowing that he has accom- 
plished something; for it was largely due to his 
untiring efforts and spirit that track became more 
fully recognized as the important sport that it is, and 
as for the June Ball — well — "You tell 'em River, 
I can't Bridg-et!" 

Buizard; 

Track Squad (4, 3); 

Manager Track (2); 

Hop Committee (3, 2, I); 

Chairman Hop Committee (7); 

Chairman June Ball (3, 2); 

Swimming Squad (2). 



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Walter Raymond Jones 

Cheyenne, Wyoming 

'Walt" "Jonesie" "Jriiirkcind" 

kNE Two Three Four — Hep — Pick it up 



V^ along — Hey knock off throwing those oranges 
in ranks — I've been called up and cussed out twice 
today — Not that I mind but I haven't tune to go up 
and see the D. O." 

That, Ladies and Gentlemen, is the war horse and 
his famous battalion and is most typical of the boy — 
efficient, considerate and always busy. You can't 
have the list of honors shown below without sacrific- 
ing spare time. 

Walt comes from the land of broncos and buxom 
cow-girls — wild and untrained like his rubberset 
head of hair — (Bennett has combed it rather well). 
He is the smooth talking fusser and many a little 
girl has been surprised when she saw the Whirlwind 
throw a dozen or two, six-ounce gloves at some dazed 
would-be "pug." 

One of the best bits of evidence as to Walt's 
character is to look over a list of the things he 
manages — He can manage anything except the 
fairer sex and they invariably get the best of him. 

During his four years here Walt has gained the 
admiration and regard of every man in the class. 
He hasn't an enemy in the world unless it is himself. 

Four Stripes; 

Lightweight Boxing Champion (4); 
Manager of The Log (2, J); 
Manager of Lacrosse (2, 1); 
Manager of Boxing (2, 1): 
Boxing Squad {4, 3, 2, I), bNt. 



Ch.'>iRles Fearns Macklin, Jr. 
Ilchester, Maryland 

"Buddy" 

ENTERING the Academy was nothing at all in 
Buddy's young life, for he had been running 
through the Academy grounds before '21 ever thought 
of coming in. R. H. I. P. was an old familiar term 
to him and he knew more N. K. Regs and customs 
before he took the vow than most of us know after 
four turbulent years. 

This familiarity with the Academy and association 
with yard engines and crabs since early boyhood has 
given Bud a savoir faire manner that has been the 
envy of us all. 

Buddy is able to mix pleasure and military char- 
acter to a nice degree and as a result has had a good 
time during his four years here, besides chalking up 
two stripes and Battalion adjutant on the plus side of 
his service record. He has put in a great deal of 
hard work on the Masquerader staff and justly de- 
served his election as property manager. Being 
chief of the stage wrecking crew is no soft berth 
either. 

A sixty-four year man is Bud. He wouldn't trade 
places with a cit for a million, and the Navy has so 
strong a hold on him that he's even looking toward 
Norfolk for a chance at that better nine-tenths. 

"For I am the Broadway King, 

And vou are the Baow-er-v Bum." 




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Masqueraders (3); 
Two Stripes; 
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Harold Durst Hail 

Crockett, Texas 

"Tex" 

FROM: Ismolca Stogi, 
To: Editor Hon. Lucky Bag. 
Subject: Saltwater Slim 

1. Ed. I are stand in ranks at peace with world 
and Exec. Dept. when I hear noise like sixteen inch 
gun go off next to port ear. When I regain con- 
science, I find it are only old friend Slim, who now 
sport three stripes, whispering to Hon. Co. to parade 
rest. Three companies, Regimental Staff, and D. O. 
all execute command. He possess wonderful lung. 

2. Tex are noted for following: Photography, hot 
line, awful mush, and swimming ability. He are 
great lover of liberty, and sure do get away with 
same. Slim have also sling hot line in Log for past 
two years, and as ring master in Gymkhana were 
Hon. riot. He have rate First Class for three years 
and on U. S. S. Minnie he rate Lieut. Com. 

3. As I have before note, Tex are three striper by 
virtue of voice and grease. When serious, which he 
are on occasion, he show great responsibility. May 
good luck guide path of his Hon. No. lO's. 

Yours 'til Texas go Repub. 

Ismoka Stogi 

Three Stripes: 

Photographic Editor Lucky Bag; 

Log Staff (2); 

Managing Editor (1); 

Class Crest Committee (4). 



Charles Mercer Snelling, Jr. 
Athens, Georgl\ 

"Chau'lie" 

NOW just a moment, girls, we aren't putting this 
on for sale, merely a display, if you please, and 
you back there with the fluffy blonde, if you don't 
stop pushing and stepping on his toes, Chawlie will 
get mad and won't perform. But come down 
sometime and look him over and we're sure you 
won't be disappointed, for Chawlie shakes a wicked 
pair of dogs, and when he gets that high whiskey 
tenor all oiled and in working order there aren't any 
canaries or mocking birds in these United States 
that can hold a candle to the boy. 

Chawlie hails from the Cracker State where the 
peaches grow, and to hear him tell it, that's the only 
place they are reared, but we notice letters post- 
marked "South C." 

All the culture and poise of Mister Snelling are, in 
all probability, due to the fact that his podunk is the 
seat of learning in Crackerdom. But for all that, 
Chawlie never took any medals for particular bright- 
ness in book subjects, for as we remember our Ovid, 
Chawlie entered with the class of '20, and is still 
with us. But he bids fair to end it all and give the 
benefits of his extensive years of training toward 
developing the super-navy that all of us want. 

Buzzard; 
Choir {3, 2, 1); 
Glee Club (3, 2, 1); 
Class Baseball (2); 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
Masquerciders (2). 





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Burnett Kent Culver 

Knoxville, Iowa 

"Burt" "Red" 

JUST cast a casual glance (very casual) at the top 
of the page and immediately your eye is held by 
what one of the other great, great writers has so 
aptly described as, "a vision such as mortal n'er saw 
before." 

Yes sir, straight from Knoxville, I-O-Way comes 
this marvel; where at an early age he soon began to 
show those remarkable instincts and characteristics 
which were to stand him in such good stead at a later 
era of his life. 

He is a born fighter; usmg as his weapon, a heavy 
line which he heaves with unerring skill and accuracy. 
In this respect he soon became the undisputed cham- 
pion of his native fields, becoming the beloved of at 
least four of the fairer sex, which he had the good 
sense to keep scattered across the continent from 
Seattle to Crabtown. 

In spite of the shadows cast across his path by the 
Squeegee Handle and others. Red has always come up 
smiling. And most of us know him to be a good 
fellow to have along on any party, a man's man, a 
"sho nufF friend." 

Buzzard. 



Arthur Howard McCollum 
Marion, Alabama 

"Mac" "Deacon" 

HERE he is Ladies and Gentlemen, not exactly 
as he came to us, but still serviceable. The 
story of his life at the Academy would differ little 
from the average, but the narration of his heroic 
efforts to conquer the Great White Way would be 
interesting beyond a doubt. However, this is 
neither the time nor the place to relate it. What 
could you expect of a man with a Scotch name who 
was born in Japan, lived in Seattle, and claims 
Alabama as his home.? He has the manners, 
politics, and smooth line of the world-famous 
Southern Gentleman, the last of which has helped 
him keep well on the weather side of a 2.5 without 
much effort. If he doesn't know what he is talking 
about he throws out such a smoke screen that no 
one else is aware of the fact, hence that sat and savvy 
smile when the marks go up. 

If there is anything you want, from the loan of a 
dollar on up the scale to some one to drag a friend's 
friend, go see Mac. He will help you if it can possibly 
be done. 

His one failing is his passion for Red Hair and the 
Drama. 

Company Representative {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Buzzard (2); 
C. P. 0; 
One Stripe. 






Morris James Westfall 

ViNCENNES, Indiana 

"Dan" "Dan Boone" "Boone" "JVesty" 

FROM the wilds of southern Indiana came Dan'l. 
No sooner had we laid eyes on him than his bluff 
mannerisms, unfailing good nature, and ready wit 
won our lasting friendship, and incidentally led us 
to call him Daniel Boone. 

Upon his arrival in this port he was met by a 
delegation from Bobby's. As it was a little late they 
took him around to one of these Greek restaurants. 
Much to the surprise of everyone he ordered only a 
cup of coffee, but imagine their consternation when 
he pulled out a couple of sandwiches from his valise. 
Dan capped the climax when he called the proprietor 
over and asked him what time the orchestra started 
playing. 

Plebe year was a busy one for Morris, for being a 
favorite has its disadvantages as well as pleasures. 
Although he was not a candidate for the high honor, 
he nevertheless became a first class atiilete under 
the able coaching of Stan Woodman. 

It never surprises anybody when the door of 
Morris' room flies open with a bang and the noise of 
scuflling and voices raised in an argument echoes 
down the corridor. It is merely the conclusion of 
another discussion about politics. For be it known 
that Dan'l takes a keen interest in outside affairs. 
Ask Wells or Carroll if you wish to be convinced. 

Two Stripes. 



Hezekiah Wyndol Carroll, Jr. 

Bennettsville, South Carolina 

"Hez" "Pee Dee" "Xmas" 

A TRUE, fickle product of the South, slow and 
easy; methodical, not entirely immune to the 
horrors of fever of the spring variety, though the 
trait does not confine its attacks to the season from 
which it derives its name. He takes life just as it 
comes and makes the best of his heavy seas. 

At times his distraction is fussing, showing a pref- 
erence for the less serious types. Shows favoritism 
toward none, but perhaps his thoughts run along the 
lines of the playful, while he entertains a secret de- 
sire to find one who he can like better than old Hez. 
At present, he has many — some are sweeties some 
flossies — while he occasionally refers to the green- 
eyed monsters. But he is fond of his liberty. 

21-B claimed him from the outset and he is well 
proud of his choice. It is perhaps this which gives 
him his adaptability for smoothing over hardships. 
A good man to make friends with, wise and ready to 
share his last asset with a generous contribution for 
a friend in need or in love. 

"C'mon Big Boy, Le's go t'd show." 

Two Stripes; Battalion Adjutant. 



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WiLLARD Roland Gaines 
Alexandria, Virginia 

"Nemo" "Lefty" "Gran Pop" "Baldy" "Slim" "Feet" 

''TpHE Batteries for the Navee are Gaines and 
A Cloughley-Play Ball," and Lefty, feet and all. 
ambles out to the mound where with his glove, 
number 12's, a new ball, and a good prayer, he has 
rung up many a winner and but few set-backs, and 
is the proud possessor of N-2 Stars with a good possi- 
bility for number three. 

Lefty isn't an Adonis, but like the proverbial 
Lulu — he gets there just the same. Never has he 
missed a hop, steering his gunboats, with the ease 
and grace of the Virginians, into anyone who 
happens to be in his neighborhood. And speaking 
of nerve, the boy has it all — how he can muster 
enough courage to part that patch of fur of his in the 
middle, and when we speak of patch we are micro- 
scopically speaking — not like unto the patch in a 
Plebe year pair of trou, is beyond us, when we know 
he could effectually hide some part, at least, of his 
uncovered dome by a side cut. However, there's 
nothing like being open and above board and Lefty 
being a true gentleman always is. 

Looking for Nemo.? Oh, he's out there among 
'em somewhere. 

One Stripe (7); 
Buzzard [2); 
Baseball Numerals (4); 
Baseball N-Star (3, 2); 
Class Basketball {2); 
Class Football (J): 
Bald Club {4, 3,2. f). 



Shilling Frederick Steinbauer 

Logansport, Indiana 

"F. S." "Steiny" "Fritz" "Count" "Pinky" "Red" 

STEINY scintillates in the rear rank of the 14th 
company — to the exasperation of the three 
striper. He rapidly overcame the handicap, that 
he once lived in Logansport, his native state, Ken- 
tucky, having taught him the value and joy of know- 
ing the three evils. 

F. S. certainly has, for the last three years, had a 
hard time dragging. They all either love him or 
laugh at him. He easily keeps sat on his drags and 
if beauty is his only defense, Steiny gets the barbed- 
wire suspenders. 

If you don't believe the boy is a slicker at playing 
America's most scientific game of draw poker, ask 
the losers on Second Class cruise. 

As for the All-Acs, the Count, and the rest of 
the Radiator Club never worried about them. His 
dreams were realized when he once stood one, in 
Steam. Many's the time Steiny has hollered 
"Velvet"? — "I got a 2.6. Whatchergot?" 

F. S. is strong on, "what'U you have gents.?" — 
Everybody likes to make a liberty with him because 
he knows how to have a good time. 

Fritz likes the Navy, is thirty, and a third degree 
commander in the Royal Order of the Lily. 

You've done well, old thing, keep it up. 
Buzzard. 




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Ernest Judson Poole, Jr. 
Reading, Pennsylvania 

"Oine" 

THE Reading girls, Ernie explains, are the most 
agreeable in the world, and about the finest. 
One of his romances began by his telephoning one 
of them and asking if he might call on her, to which 
she answered, "Do you mean for always, or chust for 
tonide.?" "Alvays," our hero replied. 

Since entering the Naval Academy he has found 
that our own girls are just about equal to those at 
home, but he is not as consistent a fusser here, 
however, and does not call on any particular one 
"alvays." In Yard Engineering he stands one, it 
being conceded by all that he is a good pilot. 

He acquired his careful habits through his training 
in the Army. He spent several months on the 
Mexican Border, during the bandit scare, and, from 
fairly authentic sources we have it that he became 
very proficient with a spade whde there. 

Ernie is not, using his own term, a weak sister. 
If he thinks a certain way, he is sure to act accord- 
ingly. He works hard when he works, and plays 
hard when he plays. In the battle of the future, if 
he continues his present system he will not come out 
on the losing end. 

"It comes to my notice that you birds are like 
unto the barber's cat — full of wind and peas." 

Regimental Commander; Buzzard (2): 
President Y. M. C. A.; 
Baseball N-Star (2); 
Baseball Numerals {4, 3); 



'Clinton Alonzo Misson 

ScRANTON, Pennsylvania 

"Red" "Bill" "Thug" "Miss" 

INTRODUCING Clint Misson, known far and 
wide as "The Shanty Irishman," despite a French 
name and straight Welsh ancestry. He got all that 
was coming to him Plebe year, which is saying lots. 
However, his frail physique of 170 avoirdupois 
withstood the ravages of Plebeanism and he blos- 
somed forth into his Youngster year less rhino 
toward life. 

Outside of a few bad habits, such as becoming too 
rough with the gloves at times and infringing on the 
glory of Jawn McCormack, he is harmless and like- 
able. Those who know him well are his best friends. 
As for the ladies, they all fall for his smooth line and 
because "He is so big and looks so vvufF." 

His natural inclinations to do the right thing at the 
right time, coupled with hard work in outside 
activities, caused the military character experts to 
give him a neat little bill beginning with "reposing 
special trust", etc., and we saw him First Class year 
making heavy weather with four stripes on his 
sleeves and a staff walking astern of him. 

"Say, son, I was shaving before they quit pinning 
your pants up." 

Four Stripes; Buzzard (2); 
A Squad {4, i, 2, I); BNT {2); 
Ilravx-.ceight Boxing Championship (i, 2); 
Intercollegiate Light-heavvweight Boxing (2); 
Glee Club (i, 2); President Glee Club (1); 
Masqueraders (2); Track Squad (J, 2, /). 



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Frederick Irving Entwistle 
Lonsdale, Rhode Island 

"Felipe" "Whistle" "Chub" 

ENTWISTLE eased into our ranks without undue 
noise, and since then has been a rather witty 
and entertaining companion. His "What do you say 
there, sailor?" and "Oh, I don't figure you will" have 
figured in many a bull fest of the old first company. 

To say that Entwattler is retiring around the 
ladies is a rather tame way of putting it. Whether 
he is a woman-hating or a woman-fearing male, God 
only knows, but we do know that he has dragged not 
more than twice, and then rather reluctantly. How- 
ever, his blonde hair and light blue eyes are emi- 
nently attractive, so he is going to be a harassed man 
if he doesn't give in soon. 

Besides instructing Plebes or going to the movies, 
Felipe's days have calmly passed by like the 
Emma Giles bound for Crabtown. Even during 
all the wave of discontentment no one ever heard a 
grumble from him. He had chosen the Navy as his 
profession and did not care to knock. 

Due to his easy manner of attaining ends, Felipe 
will eventually sail into a good berth as easily and 
naturally as a sea gull coming to anchor on some 
Chesapeake wave. 

"Believe me, no cit life for this one." 
Buzzard. 



Charles William Roland 
Erie, Pennsylvania 

"Charlie" "Roily" "Chuck" 

CHARLIE is one of these quiet, unobtrusive 
Pennsylvanians, who hasn't any feelings except 
that he falls very easily for the ladies, hates to bone, 
likes to sleep, and occasionally likes to get out and 
see the world. He swings a mean mashie and has 
about as good an average as any of the other dizzy 
novices on the links. He is able to control his 
temper, and that accounts for his golfing superiority. 

Whenever Charlie runs Plebes he is about as much 
a victim of running as the downtrodden ones them- 
selves, because he can't seem to strike the necessary 
terror into their already calloused beings. If they 
tremble when he pounces on them he gets softening 
of the heart and the Plebes get off without a single 
wound. 

He keeps a string of girls fairly well under his 
thumb because — well perhaps it's because of that 
twinkle in the eye and the quiet line which his close 
friends know he possesses. 

What the future holds in store for him we cannot 
predict, for of course only time will tell, but present 
indications show that everything is going to pan out 
well for him. 

C. P. 0.; 

Buzzard (2). 



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Harold Alexander Houser 

Fort Valley, Georgia 

"Duke" "Rabbir 

HERE'S a real Georgia Cracker, slow and easy 
going but one of those Southerners we so often 
find in story books, who will stay up all night to 
argue with anyone until he has been proven wrong. 
Duke would make a darn good politician. Why, he 
can tell you all the political scandal since Bryan 
started kicking the slats out of the "Presidential 
Cradle." After First Class leave he raved for a 
week about the chance he had to vote against Hoke 
Smith down there in Georgia. 

Harold has had a hard time in Steam since he 
came to this little place on the Severn, and they got 
him once Plebe year, but he came back for a five-year 
course. 

Second Class year saw him giving the ladies a 
treat every Saturday at the hops. Harold would 
come sliding into the stag line and say, "Well boys, 
where are those little girls who are crying because 
I have not danced with them yet.?" 

He always has some good, wild tales to tell, 
especially after leave. Ask him about the trip home 
Second Class leave and also his Christmas leave in 
Washington. It will take him hours to tell all the 
fine points. 

As an amiable companion, he seems to just ooze 
out good cheer and good fellowship. Here's hoping 
that we'll meet some day in Seattle! 

Buzzard (/),- 

Sub Squad (5, 4, 3, 2, I). 



William Darrell Hoover 

Taylorville, Illinois 

"Dimples" "Duke" "Bill" "P. E. P." 

DARRELL claims Taylorville as his home podunk 
and we believe him, although he has never been 
able to substantiate his claim that there is such a 
place. 

His activities along the athletic line since entering 
Uncle Sam's school of pampered pets has been con- 
fined to the Mexican variety with the one exception 
of his try at lacrosse. Ask him about it. Since his 
first Plebe year Darrell has had practically no trouble 
from an Academic stand-point. He never lets any- 
thing worry him. If he bats an exam it is all right, 
but if he doesn't he is happy just the same. Most of 
the time he has spent with his books has been in keep- 
ing his roommate sat. 

If Darrell says he is going to do something he will 
come mighty near carrying out his intentions, as one 
who wagered with him will testify. He never failed 
to "favor the girls" at the gym unless "otherwise 
engaged," as was quite often the case Youngster 
year. It has been hard to figure out which Darrell 
admired most — his girl's picture or his own baby 
picture. There is little to be said about his affairs of 
the heart, because since we have known him he has 
cared for one and only one. His is one of those 
childhood romance affairs and it is to culminate 
about the middle of June 1921, at Taylorville, 
Illinois. 



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Dewey Glenn Porter 

Wabash, Indiania 

"Dooey" ''Admiral" "Chhf 

00-HE; I'll say he does." You should just 
t your eyes about at any hop and you'll see 
him there with bells on. A rather tall stately youth 
with rugged features and wavy hair. 

"Who is that girl.'' — I must meet her," is Dewey's 
swan song. It is a different one every week and you 
should have seen him at the dance at the Ritz the 
night of the Army game. His outstanding character- 
istic, however, is his ability to recover from his 
armorous escapades with the fair ones. 

Dewey is the best pal any man could ever wish, 
and a better natured man does not exist. Plebe 
year he held weekly combat with the All-Academics 
and was usually found amongst the forest of Math 
trees. Before the end of the year, however, he got 
a half Nelson on Math. 

If you wish to listen to a good line, just get "Our 
Dewey" to extole on the merits of Indiana. Porter 
is not only able to hold your attention when he has 
the floor, but he can also be a great little listener. 
His friends know that he is a very sympathetic one 
and can always give one sound advice when neces- 



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C. P. 0. 



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Edward Irwin McQuiston 

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 

"Mac" "Irish" "Fido" 

MAC is the possessor of a personality that makes 
him easy to know and to like, and hard to part 
with. Full of pep, snappy, and happy-go-lucky, his 
Irish laugh is an asset that soon wrecks any rhino 
party. His impulsiveness and constant desecration 
of the reg book have never been appreciated by the 
D. O's, but have certainly furnished thrills for the 
rest of us. 

All who know Mac, know him to be thoroughly 
frank, straightforward and loyal. Once his friend, 
Irish considers one always so, and in ail kinds of luck, 
is in the offing ready to lend a helping hand. 

He came back Youngster leave hard smitten, 
and has been on Cupid's casualty list ever since. 
Give him an open fire-place, whisper her name, and 
he's soon lost in dreams. 

While never winning laurels in any one sport, 
Mac is one of those enviable fellows who can do 
everything well. Whether it's golf, tennis, riding, 
swimming, skating, or a tea fight, Mac is always on 
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The Capture of the CJu'sapeake by the Shannon — The Struggle on the Quarterdeck 




Charles Olan Glisson 

McKenzie, Tennessee 

"Charlie" "C. 0." "Blue-eyes" 

DUE to the fact that he is a mountaineer from 
Tennessee, and that he has an inherent abihty 
to uphold the traditions of that state, combined with 
a desire to extol it's virtues, one wonders why he 
ever shoved off. 

Charlie had a habit of running away from home 
and hnally joined the Navy to see the world. He 
pushed a pen for three months. 

Now that he is in the Navy his chief ambition is to 
see how much work he can get out of, excluding of 
course the travail of meeting the W. B. & A. every 
other week-end. 

Previous to the abolition of the Reina as a re- 
ceptor of miscreants, Charlie, the Ship, and Black-N 
were synonymous. 

He has one worry. The lack of cranial shrubbery 
has caused him to invest in such an assortment of 
mange cure and restorers that his locker resembles 
the shelf of a coiffeur. But he has some beard. 

Extreme volubility will manifest itself when the 
following subjects are brought to Charlie's attention: 
rifle squad. Fats and their virtues, and women. 
Incidentally ask him about shooting up Revnoo 
Officers in the mountains. 

Those of us who have made a cruise with Charlie 
know him to be a real Pal all of the time. 

"Hey! Coin' to the movies tonight? 
Gurrk!" 

Buzzard (2, /),■ 
Rifle Squad {3, 2); 
Ex-pert Rifleman; 
Reina Squad (4). 



Robert Harry Carey 

Elmira, New York 
"Lee" "Scoops" "Robert" 

THE quietest and most unassuming man in the 
section made the highest mark — No, it's not 
Mr. Carey!" That's one's first opinion of our Elmira 
boy, quiet and unassuming. Still one must know 
Robert H. to realize that these qualities merely re- 
flect his wisdom. 

Plebe year. Kid Carey made his debut with a back- 
breaking brace and a just-before-two-bells sigh. 
"Mr. Carey, you're the only Plebe here who knows 
how to brace up. Carry on! Sit up all you other 
Plebes!" Thus his introduction. 

Youngster year, he sought and found knowledge, 
why the Elmira boy did not make the First Class 
is a mystery to his intimates. Rumor has it that 
the reason was so that Kid Carey could devote his 
efforts to the weak squad and sub squad for another 
year. 

However his perpetual smile has won him a place 
in the Hall of Optimism and his ever-willing helping 
hand has pulled more than one less fortunate class- 
mate over the shoals. 

Yes, he is quiet and unassuming, but still water 
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Charles Bell 

Nashville, Tennessee 

"Hoppy" "Chuck" 

WHEN the Upper Classes came back in '17 and 
found in their midst this chunky specimen 
from the South whose one big accomphshment was 
the abihty to sleep standmg up m ranks he was 
immediately named Hoppy by P. D. Dingwell. 

Hoppy Bell, the happy-go-lucky fat boy from 
Nashville, is always ready for a rough house or a feed. 
The best part of it is that Hoppy is happier giving 
things away than at any other time — what he won't 
do for a friend has not been found. He has played 
tag with both the Academic and Executive Depart- 
ments. Not always as lucky with the former as the 
latter, he has had some stiff pulls but can always 
produce the stuff when needed. 

Although he is more inclined to eat, sleep, and 
sling the bull, Hoppy is quite an athlete as his 
numerals testify — B squad Plebe year, class team 
Second Class year and First Class year. 

First Class cruise made Hoppy take up the re- 
sponsibilities of a snake and he appeared regularly 
at the select places from Seattle to Balboa — from 
Burlingame to Kelly's. 

First and last, however, he is a man's man, a true 
and generous friend who will make his mark in the 
Service. 

Class Numerals {football); 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (2, 1). 



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John Harry Morrison 
Greeley, Colorado 

"Jack" "Blonde Beast" "Froggy" 

BORN rough and tumble fighter. Would 
rather scrap than do most anything else except 
eat, and maybe fuss. Though not exactly a snake 
he has learned his lesson by hard experience like the 
rest of us. 

He never had time for any athletics, but was a good 
athlete in the Radiator Club. He was a rather 
quiet member, but stubborn enough not to change 
anything he ever said. 

John was always unlucky, in love as well as in 
everything else. If anybody in the gang got caught 
it would be Morrison. The D. O. always smiled 
with perfect contentment when John hove into 
sight. Consequently when extra duty came into 
style he was a "Charter Member" of the "Supe's 
Guards." 

It's true he studied sometimes when he was very 
badly unsat, but it was too much energy lost when 
he had a 2.5. At that though he knows quite a bit 
about certain parts of Panama City — He always 
hated a greaser and didn't hesitate about expressing 
his opinion to him. 

Jack is a man who is wrapped up in the Service 
and we hope the wrapper won't come off. 

Buzzard. 





John Eugene Rezner 
KiRKwooD, Illinois 
"Duke" "Jig" "Abbie" 

JIG must have been born in a P. O. by the way he 
hangs around the M. C.'s desk at mail times. 
And does he connect? His desk usually looks as 
if he was running a sub-agency for the Annapolis 
Banking and Trust Company. He rates his mail 
though, for he has found the only girl three times 
in the last two years to our knowledge. 

Prof Bell's tutelage didn't ruin Abbie. The only 
hop nights he has ever been missing are those he 
spent in the vicinity of Goucher. But we know 
very little about those nights, for Jig is as tight as a 
clam. 

He won a pin-lined mattress for his ability to get 
more joy out of a ten minute caulk than most men 
can get in a good night on Sep leave. 

Talk about luck — he got duty struck for the first 
time in three weeks the day the rest of the Batt got 
jammed for sleeping in. 

He graced Knox college until the wild waves 
called him and while there became a Phi Delta 
Theta. John Eugene has never been known to be 
rhino for over ten minutes and hasn't had a serious 
argument with anyone except a D. O. since he 
entered. 

"Ha! Catchin' bueno letter today! Dawgone!" 
Buzzard. 



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Roger Sh.^ler Bagnall 

Lakewood, Ohio 

"Bags" "Red" "Pinky" "Savvy" 

ES, 'twas late in the summer when one balmy 
day the W. B. and A. stopped at our front door, 
deposited Red on the steps, and shoved oif, forgetting 
to give him his seventeen gun salute. If we had any 
doubts as to the identity of the Toledo Terrior, he 
soon cleared them, and now he is known from one 
end of Eastport to the other end of Washington. 
Formerly we thought that Bell was the name of the 
Long Distance Telephone, but Red has disproved 
that; for no man but the President could make so 
many calls and monopolize the telephone booth 
without being lynched by the patient waiters. 

Roger sprang into the limelight when he first 
arrived, and the Mazdas haven't begun to dim as 
yet. Outside of a little trouble with the Academic 
Board Plebe year, and the extra duty squad Second 
Class year. Red has been most fortunate. Until 
last year Red divided his love between Cleveland, 
Toledo, and the B. and O., but now you couldn't 
move him beyond Washington with a derrick. 

Red can be seen every day (morning formations 
excepted) posing as port running light of the 4th 
company. 

We are all for you Red, even if you are going to 
desert us for the Marines. 

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Elwood Dixon Poole 

Steubenville, Ohio 

"Shorty" "Dix" 

ELWOOD is willful. He wants his own way and 
he usually gets it. His argument with the Balti- 
more bartender in the good old days when he, 
Elwood, was a candidate illustrates this fairly well. 
After Shorty's friends had put in their orders for 
drinks, the bartender looked at Poole and seeing his 
smooth face with its deep dimples, asked, "Two and 
one?". 

"Naw!" was the deep bass voice retort, "I don't 
want any of those fancy drinks, bring me a light 
beer." 

"I mean are you twenty-one years old," snarled 
the server of drinks. 

"You go get that beer," commanded our hero, "or 
you'll blankety soon find out." 

He got the beer. 

He is lucky, too. He has a fine disposition and a 
good sense of humor, and anyone is lucky to have 
that combination. 

He is unselfish and will deprive himself for a 
friend, and he has many friends. He is frank, and 
voices his opinions when the occasion arises, but he 
is not a knocker. If he cannot say a good word for 
a person, he usually says nothing, 
has been a virtue with him and will 
wards a successful future. 

Four Stripes; 
Buzzard (2); 
Expert Rifle; 
Class Baseball (2). 



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Apollo Soucek 
Medford, Pklahoma 

"Soakem" "Apollo" 

A REAL bad man from the land of sage bush and 
cactus came to learn the ways of the sea. He 
played a close game with the All-Academics Plebe 
year and had to lay aside the moleskins to pile up 
velvet. Nevertheless he found time to play inter- 
class football and baseball where he showed as a back 
and a backstop of ability. 

A Bohemian in name but not in temperament as 
demonstrated by his faithfulness to Red Mikedom. 

He is always ready to joke and brings mirth to the 
party when he starts his endless line of rustic 
anecdotes. You can no longer inveigle him into a 
game of chance because Little Joe and Jig-Jig are his 
unlucky numbers. 

Common sense, love of fair play, and unselfishness 
are his virtues and have won him a position of leader- 
ship and trust among his classmates. Oil burner 
personified, Red Mike plentipotentiary, and black- 
smith extraordinary are also distinguishing features. 

When you want a man you can rely on and trust 
'till there's skating in Hell, just page old Soakem — 
he's there with the goods. 

Lucky Bag Staff; 
Masqueraders [2); 
Class Football {2,1); 
Class Baseball {2, 1); 
Regimental Sub-Commander; 
Buzzard (2); 

Captain Class Football (/)/ 
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William Cary Gray 
Boise, Idaho 

"Scotty" 

HERE'S part two to the Mutt-Jeff combination 
and as Cary says, "The real asset." Ever 
since he took upon himself the obligation of caring 
for his big Berkserker roommate, Scotty has been in 
hot water. For he says he is not appreciated, and 
being the little half, he can not forcibly assert him- 
self. Upon the publication of the monthly unsat 
trees his mark usually stands out clearly, and at such 
times Buxom sees red. Then it is, with the addi- 
tional provocation of resigning, that he evokes a 
httle sympathy from his savvier roommate. 

After one trip to the barber shop Scotty saw a 
chance for a coup. His father makes those electric 
lawn mowers, whereuopn we have them installed, 
saving much time for Brown and Company. 

Nor could we let this opportunity pass without 
mentioning something of Gary's managerial quali- 
ties. In spite of the hard schedules he arranged, 
Manager Gray's two teams, the gym, and wrestling 
came through the season with flying colors, neither 
having a blot on its perfect record. He attributes 
this partly to the fact that he held [the watch on 
Tiny during practice and invariably forgot when 
time was up. 



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Manager Wrestling; Gyi 



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Edward Everett Willkie 
Elwood, Indiana 

"Eddie" "Tiny" "Bigim" " Li' I Ed" 

NUMBER one of the Mutt- Jeff comedy and just 
about as handsome. Tiny tried them all 
before finally landing at our gates. Indiana, 
Oberlin, Marion, all rebound of his fame, notorious 
or otherwise. 

Just a passing remark of his versatility, for his 
many deeds may be seen otherwise in this book to 
more advantage and detail. 

Ed is a speaker of no mean ability. His after- 
dinner speeches are the delight of all who hear him. 
As for the little informal address he gave the em- 
ployees of that famous tin plate factory in his home 
podunk, largest in the world so he says, we leave for 
you to fathom. And did he ever tell you about that 
wonderful lamp factory, also in his home town, 
where you can take a chimney and throw it up 
against a brick wall without breaking.? Ask him 
about it. Also of his disgraceful conduct in church 
on that same leave, where on the morning after the 
night before he wanted to know who that good- 
looking girl was m the choir. He had dragged her 
that night before! 

"There comes a tide in the affairs of men" and 
Eddie's is sure on the flood. May it ever be so and 
God direct and keep his Number U's straight on 
life's pathway, for he can't. 

Football (4, 3, 2, 1); N Star {2, 1); 

Wrestling {4, 3, 2, 1); irNT (J) A' (2); 

Olympic Squad; Lacrosse (2, I); 

Athletic Association (3, 2); 

Three Stripes. 





Robert Kain 

Hutchinson, Kansas 

"Bob" "Tish" "Timothy" 

A RHINO meeting without Titias is like a liberty in 
Guantanamo when the Chink's is closed only 
there is not as much to it. If you crave that Sunday 
night feeling just call on him almost any time, you'll 
get it. However, he has been known to be genuinely 
happy at times when the Naval Academy is far 
distant; when dressed in cits and when the vicinity 
abounds in the famous old trio, wine, women, and 
song. 

He is husky and is a fair athlete as witnessed by 
his playing on the class football team and the vari- 
ous havoc-spreading encounters with which he and 
his gang terrified the inhabitants of certain west 
coast cities. But he believes in life for comfort's 
sake and has long been a charter member of the Ease 
and Comfort Club. Have you ever watched him 
eat up Fats? He consumes them like the Crabs 
consume the anthracite. He has no rivals. 

This doesn't half portray the characteristics of 
Bob but we will say here that it would be hard to find 
a better liked or better man than he. Most of us 
who have heard him rave of leaving the Service have 
said, "The Navy will bury Titias," for he is a per- 
manent fixture in the class. 

Buzzard. 



Newton Cannon Maney, Jr. 

murfreesboro, tennessee 

"Newt" "Count" 

II 'S not what you do, but what you get away 
with that counts," says Newt and he ought to 
know. Once relegated to the ranks, several times 
hearing his name as the subject of a regimental, and 
a constant, habitual member of the morning order 
brigade are only a few of the reasons why Newt 
knows that it's "what you get away with." 

Fate and a touch of the savoir hung a buzzard on 
Newt's arm Second Class year. As usual his ever 
present pessimism brought forth yards of wasted 
oratory on the trials of a buzzard. Yet he managed 
to survive a maximum demerit year without losing 
his birds. 

Cannon has had a varying life within these walls. 
His escapades with the Jimmy Legs, his cross country 
with a D. O. at 2. A. M., his reveille inspection of his 
wife Titias Kain, his 1 P. O., his clean sleeve, and 
his two 2 P. O.'s could fill volumes; but this is a 
Lucky Bag write-up and . 

Newt is a combination of pessimism, generosity, 
and frankness. He parts his hair in the middle and 
is from "Murfreesboro, Tennessee, suh." Being a 
Southerner he is a good judge of — rare things. The 
femmes like him, perhaps because he parts his hair 
in the middle, but we like him because of things that 
go to make up a likeable man. 

Buzzard {2, I); 
Clean Sleeve (/). 




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Robert Clark Greenwald 

Toledo, Ohio 

"Bobby" "Greeny" 

CALL away the Yorktown bugler, he's loose 
again. A born sea lavs^yer combined with the 
character of a well intentioned confidence man. Get 
that sneeze as the D. O. passes at a. m. roll call. 
He hasn't shaved in a month and gets away with it 
because he's albino. 

It's just as great a sensation as the poets claim, 
but when it will start a man resigning, there's no 
hope — he's in love! But he's with us still and will 
be freakin' them out of that half yard of sheepskin 
yet. Always unsat at the beginning, he steals up 
on those Academics according to the approved 
methods for engaging a mess hall 

Bowlegs and flymg yellow locks still head off the 
extra duty girls, and Smoke Hall is still tuneful to 
that steam-whistle voice. With those spectacles 
(Harold Lloyd type) firmly clasped behind his 
infinitesimal ears, he makes that hundred-yard 
straight away to every formation except when he's 
too dizzy to hear the bells. 

Yet with all the Commissary Department lost — 
the Navy gains a good man with Bobby. He has 
the Service at heart and can put his ideals on top 
without overdoing it. 

"Is there a tendency.?" 

Bugle Corps {4); 
Buzzard {2, 1). 



Francis Evarts Fairman, Jr. 

Uniontown, Pennsylvania 

"Cicero" "Fairy" 

FROM the smoke-begrimed regions of central 
Pennsylvania, Uniontown to be exact, hails this 
long, lanky six and that ain't all — footer. His 
reception into our midst was modestly received by 
the clever repartee: "Omnia Gallia divisa est in tres 
partes; ex Scientia tridens" — hence Cicero, although 
Caesar made the remark, became the cognomen of 
this ebony-haired satellite. 

Savvy? Well, we of the Inner Circle will vouch 
a unanimous acclamation in favor of his savviness, 
but unfortunately his world is "in tres partes divisa," 
love (as yes), war, and politics. Wardour being the 
constant habitat of the many-times grandson of the 
illustrous Cicero, we need say nothing further about 
love. 

War; yes, a veritable siege, has been the state in 
which he has engaged with the enemy — the Aca- 
demics! What cared he how many apples it took to 
fall a thousand feet to provide enough heat to light 
a fire fly's running lights, when Plato said "E Pluri- 
bus Unum?" So this savoir of the past, passed 
into the latter Stage of Official Development, 
popularly known as '21-B. Thus we account for 
war. 

Therefore, as classmate to classmate, here is a 
toast to the happiness of Fairy, whether he be in 
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James Valentine Carney 
O'Neill, Nebraska 

"Jimmie" "Mick" "Steve" "Sook" 

UT from the land where corn husking is the 
national pastime came "Sook" alias Jimmie 
Valentine. Young "golden-ear" girded about him 
three innocent roommates and hardly had Plebe 
year been underway when we began to hear of 
Nebraskey. "What! Never heard of O'Neill. 

Well " and he was good for hours. He has faced 

death itself in defending that famous podunk and as 
the argument waxed warmer, the tighter became 
that grip and the more violently he slashed the air 
with that index finger in his efforts to convmce, a 
mannerism that has added to his fame. 

By chance this was not the one finger he lost in the 
notorious looting of the Kaydet's artillery, following 
that 6-0 battle of 1919. The accident, however, 
caused him two long months in the hospital where 
he acquired that finesse which has made him the 
envy of his wife and all who dared to swap stories. 

Occasionally the Academics have slipped over an 
on-side kick on the boy but the game has been 
mostly in midfield, and the final whistle will find 
Jimmie among the fold staging that old uphill figln 
that must ultimately land him success. 

Buzzard. 



Edmund Carrol Mahoney 
BiDDEFORD, Maine 
"Judge" 

EVERY man falls once, but it must have been a 
bad one that buckled Judge's uprights to the 
condition they're now in. And speaking of falls, 
did he ever tell you about the time in Boston, after 
a terrible flop, when he was about to put on the 
grand finale a la Wally Reid that Marion broke out 
the sparkler and fondly murmured, "You're just 
wonderful. Judge, and I do wish you'd make those 
funny faces some more." He's been a Democrat 
since, 'cause Harding is from Marion, Ohio. But 
he still cruises out each Saturday night to some 
boiler-makers' ball even without the guiding in- 
fluence of Hog and Port. 

Most of the boy's athletic ability has been develop- 
ed along the Mexican line, but he swings a mean pair 
of destroyers on the soccer field. He has made a 
solitary fight against the sub squad detail for four 
long years, seeking but seeking vainly, that damn 
washer at the bottom of Bully's Aquarium. 

Strategy and tactics, never gained from the minds 
of Doc Smith's cohorts, have kept Pat in the Service 
in spite of the gum shoe tactics of his arch enemies 
the D. O.'s, and he has well earned the title, "The 
cleverest man that ever snitched a pap." 

Buzzard (2, 1); 

Sub Squad {4, i, i, I); 

Soccer Squad {3, 2). 




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Harold Egbert Aken 

Utica, New York 

"Hal" 

HAL came to us out of the wilderness at the ripe 
young age of sixteen. His youthfulness pre- 
sented no drawbacks, however, for he has proved to 
be a good mixer and a potential savoir. His system 
for propelling torpedoes with reciprocating engines 
failed, due to the fact that one could not carry 
enough coal. The First Class saw in him an in- 
ventive prodigy, and decided to cultivate him by 
human assimilation of a reciprocating engine. 

He is the supreme dopester of the class. For any 
dope or gossip go to Hal. He believes in the old 
slogan "Liberty or Death", and after so much 
practice has acquired the requisites for a liberty- 
maker. His activities in this line extend halfway 
around the globe. Honolulu and the "Nile" pre- 
sented many attractions and liberties had to be 
made even if it was necessary to jump from the 
fo'c's'le and swim ashore. The belles of the West 
Coast were victims to his heavy line, and, 'tis said, 
he has one in every port. 

Harold is a good comrade and pal. His word is 
like a band of steel, and he will stick to you thru 
"fair and foul." Good luck and God's speed to him 
on his journey with Father Time. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Class Lacrosse; 
Masqueraders (1). 



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Edward Charles Kline 

Utica, New York 

"Ed" "Eddie" "EZ" "Kitty" 

NE cold day in November a'^blizzard and an 
apparition struck Annapolis simultaneously. 
The blizzard didn't last, but the apparition is still 
here. The latter, bedecked in his broad-brimmed 
straw hat with a collar to match, tan buttoned shoes, 
red socks, and peg trousers, personified the Beau 
Brummel of Utica. He wasn't exactly off the farm 
but had just passed by. 

Kitty won early fame as the fly swatter premier of 
his home town, having taken first prize — a box of 
fish food — for collecting the largest aggregate of 
deceased insects. 

Since then Ed has continued to take all sorts of 
prizes. He was a member of the MacSwiney Club 
aboard the Kansas, King of the Bolsheviks in Smoke 
Hall, and has chronic rheumatism in his elbows from 
throwing the bull. At the hops Kitty is one of the 
regulars, and his ability to snow under those in tow 
makes him worthy of a position on Aunt Ada's All- 
American. 

Ed's heavy line combined with sincerity and good 
will, will get him by many a shoal. 

"Say, I want to talk insurance with you. Now 
I have a policy that will insure you against suicide, 
homicide, and herpicide." 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Masqueraders {]); 
Log Staff (I). 



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Joseph Anthony Connolly 

Westchester, New York 

"Joe" "K-no-ly" 

JOE came to us late Plebe summer, but it did not 
take long for us to know him. 

His greatest gift is the way he makes the women 
fall tor hmi, but he never takes it too seriously which 
accounts for his having a new girl quite frequently. 

Joe is very particular about his appearance, always 
keeping a good stock of toilet articles in his locker, 
which he breaks out each Saturday night. If the 
women were only a little more observing when with 
Joe they would no doubt raise their mark with him. 
Why some of them don't even observe that he is a 
Striper! 

Don't worry over that, Joe, your typical Irish 
face and wonderful dancing take up all of the fair 
one's attention. 

Hail the only Irish Republican from the Bron.x! 
If Joe had not come in the Navy he would probably 
have been a park policeman, which is the only 
occupation open to his race in N. Y. C, but we hope 
that he will make just as good a Naval Officer. 

One Stripf; 
Buzzard (2): 
Class Football [I). 



Jefferson Davis Bearu 

Pensacola, Florida 

"Jeff" 

JEFF can sleep standing, sitting, and lying. If 
he had wings, he would doubtless sleep flying. 
He is the only one who has figured out how to get 
more than twenty-four hours sleep in a day. During 
Youngster cruise he fell asleep in a dead boiler and 
did not come to until the Maine got under way and 
someone heaved live coals on his head. JefF thought 
he was in Hell and began to pray — or maybe he was 
swearing. 

Ole Jeff is a blood brother of Tecumseh. Though 
he hits many trees, he has never been known to show 
signs of worry; but in his own quiet way eases along 
the narrow road of a 2.5. 

There is one thing about Jeff we all admire and 
that is his ardent love for his home state. 

Jeff wakes up every spring long enough to go out 
for crew. The Lord made him too light for the 
Varsity and his appetite too heavy for the "hundred 
and fifty." But in spite of this handicap, Jeff has 
continually and consistently plugged away at his 
oar, earning his numerals as stroke of '2rs Plebe 
crew. 

Plebe Crezv; 

Crew Squad {4, 3, 2,1); 

Buzzard. 





WHAT! ^'ou never heard of her? Then you 
didn't see the "FolHes of 19". Bunny has 
seen them all — from the Winter Garden to the 
Metropolitan Opera. In fact he is such a connois- 
seur of shows, that he simply couldn't resist the 
temptation of jommg the Masqueraders early in his 
Youngster year and showing us all where even the 
great Theda Bara failed in the role of the Vamp. 
But it wasn't here that Bunny first made his debut 
into the limelight. Way back in the beginning of 
Plebedom his name was heralded about as one of the 
great fussers to be. And his roommates can vouch 
that few hours of the day passed without many visits 
from the Upper Classmen, curious to learn just who 
this man was, who could unfold all the scandals of 
the "400" itself. Thus no one was surprised to find 
him in his Youngster year establishing a precedence 
for all the "would be" snakes. 

Bunny has a remarkable power for acquiring 
friends. He counts them by the dozens -and holds 
down one corner of Smoke Hall with his dry humor 
and repartee. 

"Where are you going, Bunny.?" 

"Just out to the Den." 

Bnzzard; 
Masqueraders (i, 2). 



FAIR reader, let me draw your tense gaze from 
his noble visage to the name of the place from 
which he springs and you will quickly see how he 
became famous on cruises for going ashore and in 
less than an hour having a speaking acquaintance 
with every fair inhabitant of the town. You have 
already guessed, no doubt, that Jack hails from that 
modern Olympus, Norfolk, whose heights are ornated 
by the fairest goddesses of all times. But let me not 
mislead you by this sample of his lighter line, for 
Jack is the proud possessor of a most level head and 
has apparently mastered the art of being a convincing 
talker. 

As to Academic activities, Jack sprang first 
into the limelight Youngster year in the role of a 
business man in the cast of the Masqueraders. He 
accomplished so much in the dramaturgical art that 
he convinced his fellows that he zvas a business man 
and hence was elected business manager his Second 
Class year. 

Chutz has many good points, and you can always 
find an enthusiastic friend and admirer of his in any 
gathering, for he has many friends. 

Masquerader Cast {3, 2); 
Manager Masqueraders (2); 
Buzzard. 





Everett Edward Pettee 
Cape Elizabeth, Maine 
"Pet" "Gadget^' "Peewee" 

EE. & P. left South Portland Hight with worlds to 
. conquer. He conquered Ham and the Juice 
Department, and incidentally furnished the day's 
prob for the company- "Hey, Pet, gimme the prob" 
was the wooden man's plea and our li'l Peewee 
certamly came across and kept us off the rocks. 

Red Mike.? No. Smoke? No. But it took a 
detective to find out when he dragged. He'd go off 
to a tea fight out in town and come back flushed with 
victory. He had a way about him that made him a 
lovable little creature at a tea fight or in the lesser 
trials of life. 

For a long time he had visions of trotting his 
grandchildren on his knee at his summer home in 
Maine. Maybe he still has, we don't know, but — 
often observing the results of his visit to Seattle 
during First Class cruise, we have our doubts as to 
his settling down in the Pine Tree State at all. 

It can be safely said that Gadget is everybody's 
friend and everybody is his friend. He is a hard 
worker, and although not a savoir he is savvy. 

Buzzard {2, 1); 
Lacrosse Squad (4); 
Class Lacrosse {2). 



Walter Gabriel Schindler 

New Glarus, Wisconsin 

"Bill" "JVillie" "IVali" "Gabriel" 

HAW-HAW-HAW, and a dictaphone in the next 
county registers Our Willie's horse laugh. He 
IS both military and seagoing, a rare combination in 
these days. He got his military experience at St. 
John's which has produced such celebrities as Turk 
Wirth and Rufus King. Lest you be disturbed, 
gentle reader, this school is not our local pride, but is 
located at Delafield, Wisconsin! 

Willie is sure a real friend, neither a fusser or a Red 
Mike, just a good citizen. He can either be con- 
scientious, or non-reg as the mood suits him. Many 
and original were the games of slobono, tennis and 
handball that were played in his room, and many the 
fragments of crockery which suffered accordingly. 

Being a demon for work. Bill went out for the 
photography and business end of the Lucky Bag and 
was the right man in the right place. If a picture 
could be gotten, he got it; if these same pictures 
could be sold, he sold them. 

Those of us who have spent most of our days in this 
company and who have made our cruises with him, 
know him for the four-square and open-hearted man 
he is. Willie's kind make good! 

"An' I says, to her, I says " 

Buzzard; 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
Track Squad; 
Expert Rifleman. 





Oral Raymond Swigart 
Columbia City, Indiana 



HERE'S Swig, Indiana's own. Swig must be 
moving; and he believes in making the Plebes 
step out too. To be heard at any time in vicinity of 
1051 "Brace up. Mr. Goolash! Do you mean to 
tell me you've never been in this room before," or 
"Mr. Nutzenheimer, have you ever contributed to 
the sinking fund for starving Midshipmen.?" 

Swig's two strong pomts are fussing and wrestling. 
He made his N both Youngster and Second 
Class years. He was Captain of the wrestling squad 
his Second and First Class years; and, most impor- 
tant of all, he represented us on an American wrest- 
ling squad at the Olympics. 

But fuss. My Gawd! Our hero fell in and out of 
love so many times and so quickly that the reversals 
made hmi dizzy. Swigart loVes every splinter in 
that old gym because of its dancing associations. 

Did somebody ask if Swig was seagoing.? Why 
you ignorant fish, that man was so seagoing that he 
wore his old sea-green suit long after those of his 
classmates had died. Incidentally Swig usually 
accompanied the crew of S.S. 1051 on their extra 
duty cruises Second Class year. But Swig is 
generous as well as seagoing, and would split his 
last Fat with a friend. 

Buzzard; 

Wrestling N (3, 2); 

Olympic Shield; 

Track Numerals (4); 

Captain Wrestling Team (2, J). 



CHUBBY, alias Fort Hammond Callahan, has a 
history behind that name. Try as he would he 
could not conceal that chubby expression around his 
collar. Many a D. O. has been foiled in the attempt 
to rag him for lack of neckwear. The art of White 
Studio, however, came to the rescue and a reg 
collar can actually be seen in the above picture. 

Fort is a musical being and has spent many a 
study hour warbling quaint melodies to his un- 
sympathetic playmates. A trip to Doc's either took 
the cheer out of those little tunes or caused him to 
run through love scenes of grand opera. Those 
little trips were the bane of Cal's existence and that 
Saturday night expression, win or lose, will never be 
forgotten. 

"I crave food — Avez-vous quelque chose a manger" 
came from Chubby at all hours of a siderial day. 
He was never known to refuse sweets, fruit, or drink. 
On his Plebe Thanksgiving Day he was the pride of 
his company and in the belt expansion contest he 
won without a murmur. 

That's Cal for you. A big cigar, and a group of 
congenial friends. We'll bet that within two years 
after graduation he knows half the fleet officers. 
Skippers included. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Expert Rifleman. 



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William Bradford Cranston 
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma 

"Bill" 

HERE is one more advocate of the five-year 
course! Bless their hearts. 

Bill is the promulgator of a thousand and one wild 
schemes. Occasionally he puts one across. One 
very notable exception however was Bill's Plebe 
summer roulette wheel. 

He made his three cruises on the Reina,in the good 
old days of black N stars. 

Bill should have been a curiologist. One look at 
his collection of impossible curios, the fruits of three 
cruises, would convince anyone of that. He has an 
unconquerable appetite for rare mcense, old Japanese 
shoes, fancy cigarette holders and cases. 

Our "Sockatmos" is somewhat of a snake. He is 
weak on the line but strong on the dancing; and he is 
always found where there is good jazz music! 

The golf fever claimed Bill First Class year. When 
it comes to mashies and brassies, and other things 
Scotch — especially those pertammg to the proverbial 
nineteenth hole — he is an authority. 

Bill is always the same, quiet, even tempered, true 
blue through and through, with scores of friends and 
nary an enemy. He embodies every quality that 
goes to make up the ideal shipmate — what more can 
we say.? 

"What do you think of this proposition.''" 
Buzzard (2, 1). 



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Charles Wellington Gray, Jr. 

Chicago, Illinois 

"Duke" "Drake" "Dolly" 

HAT rosy face, turned up nose, and the twinkle 
of old Killarney's Lakes in his eyes betray Duke 
as an aboriginee of old Erin. Most of us know him 
well and know him for a loyal comrade and a stead- 
fast pal. "Solid as the Rock of Gibraltar" — that's 
the kind of a friend the Duke is. 

Athletic? He is considerably so. Duke has been 
a persistent and successful candidate for Twenty- 
one's class football and baseball teams, and a little 
additional avoirdupois might have seen him on the 
Varsity gridiron. 

The Duke is versatile and has many lurking poten- 
tialities. Do you remember the time he needed a 
4.0 on the Ordnance Exam to pull sat — and got it! 
Wellington is rabid about girls — and golf. "Hi say, 
replace them divots!" 

"So long, Duke, old man; may we always drop a 
hook in the same mud. And don't forget that 
terrible Irish Hod-carrier's Black Dudeen!" 

"I'll take a Manhattan, your honor." 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Class Baseball (i, ]); 
Class Football (/). 



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Frank Russell Talbot 

CORNWALL-ON-HUDSON, NeW YoRK 

"Frankie" "Russ" "Lizzie" 

NOW you see it, now you don't! No, we're not 
talking about the act of a magician, but about 
that dimple in Frankie's chin. His mother says it 
is an angel kiss. But Frank claims it is a scar left 
by a kick from the devil — and speaking of devils, 
did you see the little imp in his eye and his smile.? 
That smile has become legend because three years, 
hard labor at lightweight crew, two years rough and 
tumble in class basketball, and duties of Regi- 
mental adjutant have failed to wipe it off. 

Russ lives up state New York and comes from a 
little town located on the same river that laps the 
walls of the Point, but he has fairly lived down this 
drawback by recently moving into Maryland. With 
all its peaceful surroundings though, Maryland has 
failed to cause him to forget his old habit of passing 
that old wicked line about "Al and Lizzie" — 
mysterious companions of the frozen north. 

With his smile and dimple, Frankie has gone 
through his four years here making friends in all 
classes. And it is safe to say they are friends he 
will keep. 

Cre-zv Squad (4, i, 2); 
Class Basketball {2, I); 
Ass't Manager Lucky Bag; 
Regimental Adjutant; 
Buzzard (2); 

Captain Class Basketball {!); 
Manager Crew (1). 



Walter Joseph Lee 
Oswego, New York 
"Chink" "Joe" "Walt" 

LEAVE it to the Chink to make you feel at home. 
^ At any convenient time of the day, especially on 
Saturday night or Sunday morning you can find 
nearly the whole of his deck around in his room 
swapping his and incidently consuming Walt's cheese, 
crackers, and apples. 

His Roof Garden parties were oft times better 
than the "Century" — You need not stretch your 
imagination to picture, cruise mattresses, a banjo, 
and a guitar gracing the Fourth Deck Second Wing's 
Moonlight Roof Garden Parties — these came to an 
end when some boob tipped a quart box of soft ice 
cream off the ledge of the window and down this 
same young fellow's neck. 

The Chink's ability and aggressiveness have 
placed him in the footlights of the Masqueraders, so 
much so that the kid is directing this year's produc- 
tions. He is a natural-born actor. Only those 
who have been connected with the Masqueraders 
can know just how many hours are spent down in the 
band room rehearsing. The Juice consumed by 
those late hours hasn't added to his presistently 
gravitating Juice mark. This Juice must be bad for 
Walt's eyes but filled with coal dust he could read 
shorthand. 

Oyie Stripe; 

Masqueraders (3, 2, 1); 

Director Masqueraders (J); 

Cheer Leader (I); 

Masked "N"~Gold and Silver. 






George Allen Jones 

Bourbon, Illinois 

'QueDice" "fFooden" "Foolish George" "Liberty Jones" 

NOTHING ventured, nothing gained," ought 
to be inscribed on Que Dice's coat of arms. 
More stirring adventures have been crowded into 
his dashing, windy career than would fill a dozen 
volumes. For genuine and unbroken horseshoe luck. 
Liberty Jones has no near competitor. He never 
worried about anything. His wife carried that 
burden whenever he felt Chicago or Massachusetts 
calling him. His crowning achievement, no doubt, 
was when, single handed, he subdued the entire 16th 
company and gave Mac heart failure, not to mention 
the mile records that were broken by Gus Weidner. 
If you want further evidence, inspect the hole in the 
wall of 4344. 

Foolish George had an awful struggle with the 
All-Academics, but proved that he deserved his 
Plebe name by fooling them all, assisted by a re- 
exam or two in Dago. 

For a good hearted, and genuine friend George is 
hard to beat. "He sticketh like a brother." Here's 
luck to him and his undimmed smile. 

Que Dice.? 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (/),• 

Boxing Squad (/). 



James Hall McWilliams 

Paterson, New Jersey 

"Mac" "Jintmie" "J. Hall" 

DID you ever want someone to do anything for 
you real badly.? Mac is the boy you wanted. 
He'll get it; anything from running down to the store 
for "eats" to getting your best girl's picture for you. 
He's the boy that "Carries the message to Garcia." 
And did you ever have a secret that you didn't want 
anyone else to know.? Somehow or other Mac 
always knew it. He is one of the few persons who 
knows what he wants, and gets it. 

Mac is one of our best two-hour arguers. He can 
talk with the best of them for any length of time and 
convince even himself. Along with this Mac is 
distinguished by his inherent polish, culture, assur- 
ance and ability. His hobby is the classic, whether 
it be literature, art, music, or the ladies. His 
victroia collection included everythmg from "Hun- 
garian wop" to the grandest opera, which nearly 
drove Que Dice insane. 

When it comes to loyalty to a friend, Mac makes 
"Damon and Pythias" look like a newly "ragged" 
Bolsheviki with a D. O. Right or wrong, Mac will 
stick to his pal. Luck to him in the service and as 
was said of Abou Ben Adhem — "May his tribe 
increase!" 

Buzzard; 

Class Baseball (2); 

Track (4). 





Clifford Thomas Kelsh 
OsHKOSH, Wisconsin 

"Cliff" "Stupe" "Squelch" 

PAUSE a moment, gentle reader, and direct your 
gaze on the serene countenance depicted above. 
Can you trace therein the Hneaments of a devotee to 
the works of Bullard, Bowditch, etc.; a rabid hater 
of the fair sex; and a stalwart champion of the little 
green book which governs our sojourn in Crabtown .? 
"No," you say.? Verily, gentle one, you have a 
discriminating eye. 

To Cliff's way of thinking, the volumes of cross- 
sections and logarithms which haunt our dreams 
accomplish nothing but mischief. They even tended 
to distract his attention from his one great failing, 
the femmes. (Or perhaps the last word should be 
singular). 

Cliff's virtues need no loud extolling to make 
known their existence. But in closing, in spite of 
the fact that this is not an obituary, we must 
mention one trait which we especially admire. To 
his friends, he is unshakably loyal. Adversity is 
the true test of friendship and though you may be 
on the tree, pap, and extra duty list, busted and 
dragging blind, his is as warm as ever. 

Buzzard. 



Dashiell Livingston Madeira 
St. Petersburg, Florida 

"Dash" "Gloom" 

A GLANCE at his grinning visage never fails to 
elicit inquiries as to the why of Gloom. A 
misnomer it certainly is, for Gloom has yet to be 
afflicted with a solemn or a serious thought. His 
only enemies are the members of the Rhino Club. 
That Sunday-night feeling has never yet withstood 
Gloom's ear-to-ear grin. 

If he doesn't wear a horseshoe around his neck, 
he carries it in an equally effective place for every- 
thing seems to come his way. Especially when he 
breaks out the battered old guitar and makes it pro- 
duce strains of sweet music that only partially cam- 
ouflage his notorious whiskey tenor. His rendition 
of "Christopher Columbo" and other justly famous 
ditties have long been used as a pattern by many of 
our budding young Carusos. 

Gloom's marksmanship is only equalled by his 
unparalleled line. And in that open honest coun- 
tenance lies his greatest asset. Having an imagina- 
tion rivalled only by that of one Baron Munchausen, 
Gloom has adroitly combined it with a suave manner 
that fairly radiates sincerity and has thereby lulled 
to sleep any suspicions that would otherwise have 
aroused grave doubts as to the veracity of his 
fantastic tales. 

Three Stripes; 

RNT {4); Manager Rifle Team (2); 

Buzzard (2). 



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Charles Randall Brown 
Tuscaloosa, Alabama 

"Cat" 

HAILING from a fair spot in "Alaham" this 
southerner has acquired m four years, a 
history that none of us can surpass and few of us can 
equal. The story of his adventures would fill 
volumes of interesting literature for those who have 
been through the null, as well as those who are to 
follow. A study of his tactics and strategy would 
furnish excellent training for any aspiring D. O. 

In spite of his mischief. Cat has demonstrated, on 
numerous occasions, that underneath the hard 
surface of his top-side structure he has the where- 
with-all to cope successfully with anything that the 
All-Academics can put forth in the combat. He is 
as stubborn as the proverbial mule. 

In his home town some years ago, his favorite 
amusement was throwing rocks and burning sage 
brush, but alas! he has deviated from those days, 
and now his spare time is completely controlled by 
the femmes whose charms he could not resist. But 
he still scraps at the drop of the hat, sometimes to 
soothe his own smarting conscience but more often 
to remove the objective from his ken. 

Yo no se pero, senor, yo no geeva. . . . 

Clean Sleeve; 
Buzzard. 



Thomas Lee McCann 
Tuscaloosa, Alabama 

"Friday" "Mac" 

LOOK him over, people. No, it's not General 
^ John J. or even Jess Willard, in spite of the 
underslung jaw, but just Friday, which is enough. 
However, that jaw isn't hung on there for a show — 
ask anyone who knows him. 

Friday has never been in serious danger of starring, 
it must be admitted, but on the other hand, since his 
hard fight with Descrip Plebe year, the All-Academ- 
ics have held few real terrors for him. 

Friday brought Cat along with him from Alabama, 
and since then he has spent a large part of his time 
trying to teach him the wisdom of a reg life. The 
past good conduct of that young man, which both 
the Admiral and the Secnav took special pains to 
mention at the beginning of First Class year, is a 
living example of his success along this line. 

There's been a sad and far-off look in his eyes of 
late, which can have but one answer — woman. For 
six long years he worshipped at the shrine, only to 
find that the female of the species^ — but it's the same 
sad old tale. Friday says it's lucky Adam didn't 
have any competitors. 

But if the women have failed to appreciate 
Friday, we haven't, for he is a true-blue friend, whom 
none of us ever want to lose. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Baseball Numerals (3); 
Baseball Team (3). 






William David Johnson, Jr. 

Deatsville, Alabama 

"Dave" 

DEATSVILLE is two hoots and a holler from 
Montgomery, and Dave's home is three miles 
from Deatsville which probably accounts for his 
selection of Marion as a prep school. We refuse to 
say more of his sojourn at Marion, and if your time 
is at all valuable, just take our advice and don't let 
him start telling you about it. 

Youngster year the hops claimed Dave's attention; 
and girls, if you value your affections steer clear of 
him, for as sure as hog-killin' comes every year and 
thereafter comes sausage, chitlens and the like, the 
boy will have you at his beck and call in no time at 
all. 

As he has a very military appearance somebody 
decided that he would make a leader, and as a result 
he has led the Fifteenth Company through every 
mud puddle on the field. But there wasn't an animal 
in the company who wouldn't have followed him 
into the black, boiling, bubbling waters of the justly 
famous river Styx had he said the word. 

Dave's one big diversion is the Lucky Bag and in 
spite of the fact that he claims to be the woodenest 
Editor the Bag has ever had, we are perfectly willing 
for you to judge his merits by it. 

Editor Lucky Bag; 

As St. Athletic Editor Log (2); 

Lucky Bag Staff {2); 

Editor Reef Points; 

Hop Committee {3, 2, 1); 

June Ball Committee (5, 2); 

Buzzard (2); Three Stripes. 



John Madison Hoskins 
Pineville, Kentucky 

"Savvy" "Jawn" 

SAIL HO— What Ho?— 
2.0— Who?— 

Hoskins! 

After giving his trusty muzzle-loader a last touch 
of grease, and slipping off to keep his dog from 
following him, our hero of the mountains tramped 
over to Possum's general store, where he purchased 
his Sunday clothes; then took the short cut to 
Mancy's Mill, boarded the stage, and would have 
arrived at the Naval Academy on time had not said 
stage busted down fifty miles out of Hickville. 

Now, John is a canny lad, but Plebe year the All- 
Academics made his Naval career look like a view of 
Waikiki from the Singer Building with the visibility 
at its minimum. Although the "trees" have har- 
bored him these many years, at last he has emerged 
from the wilderness — unslept, unsat, and unstrung. 
Frank, soft spoken, and cheerful, Jawn has won us 
all. He can convince any femme that she is the best 
friend he has in the world, and wouldn't be so far 
wrong at that. He can assure any chaperone that 
her presence is unnecessary 'n everything, but — that 
brings on more talk. 

"Now when I was working on the railroad down 
in Ben Hur " 

Buzzard; 

Manager Tennis (2, 1); 
Anchor Man (4); 
Lucky Bag Staff (/); 
Bald Club {4, 3, 2, I); 
Masqueraders (I). 






Frank Robinson Walker 
Montgomery, Alabama 
"Johnny Walker" "Nasty" "Snotty" "Frankir" 
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Jones-Kotchum 4.0 in bhnker this morning — 
off my bed Johnson. Must "tengo" letter this 
afternoon — Hey! Snelhng, Drag em ho Saturday — 
Huh — how come! It is certainly a good thing 
Nasty doesn't talk in his sleep or this rabble would 
go on continually. 

If he ever starts talking about First Class cruise, 
you would think that he was in every port on the 
West Coast and Honolulu at the same time. How- 
ever out of consideration for Nasty, we will say that 
it is not from any lack of brain power, but rather an 
increased number of brain throbs. 

Whenever or wherever any rough house is taking 
place Snotty will always be found in the midst of the 
thickness. In spite of being one of the biggest 
Bolsheviks, Frank succeeded in knocking Joe loose 
for two stripes. He started Second Class year with 
a buzzard, which flew away shortly after Xmas, and 
we are all looking forward to his losing his two 
stripes in the same way. If there is any doubt in 
the mind of the reader as to how it happened, just 
ask Nasty about Jig-Jig, and the Log Office during 
Second Class semi-anns. 

No can go — Bye, Bye. 

Buzzard {2); 
Two Stripes (1); 
Manager Basketball (7); 
Company Representative (2, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff. 



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Hal Carter Jones 
Chattanooga, Tennessee 
"Dopey" "Hal" "Jonesy" 

H Ha, Ha, Ha, — Isn't he the fine boy though.' 
And without further delay we know that little 
Hal is amongst us. Or look at that section stumbling 
all over itself trying to keep step. Right away we 
know Jonesy is the guide of said unfortunate section. 
As a guide he closely resembles a fishing cork being 
bobbed up and down by a whole covey of hungry 
fish. Without a doubt you are always aware of his 
presence, or even his proximity. There is something 
about it that invariably tells you. And he is 
usually in the public eye as a result of his numerous 
skirmishes with both the Academics and the Execu- 
tives, especially the latter. With the women he's 
also there. He tells us so himself, and besides who 
could help but adore that cute little fellow with that 
girlish smile and shining, pearly teeth.? As a dancer 
— well we hardly need to mention that again since 
It has already been e.xplained how his walk would put 
that of an oscillating camel to shame. As a scrapper 
he do "fit," despite his slight stature and knock-knees. 
And somehow he nearly always manages to make the 
other fellow holler "calf-rope" which means — well, 
ask Snake Hand. He knows. 

C. P. 0.; 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Reina {4); 

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Addis Dewey Nelson 
Brookline, Massachusetts 

"Nellie" "Nels" "Monk" 

100K him over, people. A true snake who 
-/ conforms to the ancient rites and traditions of 
the favored brotherhood. Any Saturday night over 
at a hop, all you had to do was to look around the 
deck, and you could immediately pick out our 
dashing Addis from the remainder of the laboring 
swains. The only trouble is that he is so terribly 
bashful — that being one of the reasons why he didn't 
go out for the gym team after he had become a 
nonchalant Youngster. 

Our Nellie wields a deadly racquet, and as for 
sailing, he is a veritable old man of the sea. He is 
perfectly at home in calm or storm, but prefers to 
anchor during squalls. With a skag in his face and 
his hand on the tiller, he is in his natural element. 

Besides his many other accomplishments, he has 
made many a night horrible with his violin. It's 
wonderful what music can do for one. His friends 
still remain true,^even after such a night's session. 

When all is said and done, he is a true and staunch 
friend and hasn't an enemy in the Academy; and 
what more can be said.? 

"H — 1, Jake! My hair's coming out again." 

Gym Team (4); 

Tennis Team (3, 2, I); 

Captain Tennis Team (/),• 

Winner Thompson Trophy Sailing Race; 

T:co Stripes. 



John Perry Whitney 

New York, New York 

"Jack" "Jake" "Ambition" 

WHEN Jack came to the Naval Academy, the 
architectural beauty of our home for recal- 
citrants, the Reina Mercedes, attracted him more 
than that of Bancroft Hall. Accordingly he moved 
there for his Youngster year. He and the Executive 
Department are like unto poles, and sparks fly 
whenever they meet. He is saving the two trunks- 
full of intimate correspondence with the Commandant 
to hand down to his grandchildren, and is seriously 
thinking of publishmg them in book form. 

As to Jack himself, not too much can be said. As 
a roommate he is a bird. When gloom is rampant, 
it is quickly dispelled when he puts on his little skit 
known as "Moonlight on the Lily Pads," a specialty 
of his back-to-nature dancing. Ask him about the 
time he furnished amusement in this line for a half- 
rater party. The marks are still on his back. Jake 
is musical. His musical weapons are scattered all 
over the place. He isn't still unless he is flirting 
with a mandolin or petting a banjo. He is good- 
natured, easy-going, and of an even disposition. 

Here's hoping. Jack, that duty officers are not 
installed on shipboard alter graduation, because, if 
they are, we stand a good chance of losing a gloom- 
chasing and congenial shipmate. 

"Now, ho-o-old the dee-al!" 

Clean Sleeve; 

Buzzard; 

Class Football {1); 

Class Soccer (7). 



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Clarence Edward Aldrich 

Saint Albans, Vermont 

"Clarence" "S:vee/ie" 

OH, girls isn't he the handsome boy though!" 
This new England democrat with the 4.0 face, 
the 1.0 brace, and the winning smile is the editor of 
the college weekly. With a little handful of fol- 
lowers grouped around him he has burnt the mid- 
night oil from six to ten evenings every week, in 
order that the Regiment may be amused, enthused, 
and educated by our local Life — The Log. 

Take it from one who knows, this editor proposi- 
tion is a mean one. Late hours, not turned out at 
reveille, unsat in from three to eight subjects, un- 
authorized use and Neglect of Duty. That's what 
the Log meant and does mean to the faithful few who 
stick through First Class year. Why do they do it? 
God knows! 

Aside from this mere trifle of eighteen hours e.\tra 
work a week, Clarence has held down two stripes, 
has gotten a great deal of fun out of life, and has 
taken care of Biddle Ball so long now that he is used 
to it. 

Fuss.'' With that face? Does a duck swim ? The 
hearts that he has broken lie strewn from the Green 
Mountains of Vermont to the cocoanut groves of 
Panama. 

A likeable man who loves the smell of ink and glue, 
and a damned good fellow. 

LogStaff(3,2); 
FJitor-in-Chicf of Log(l); 
Buzzard [2): ' 
T-.vo Stnf.es. 



Fletcher Biddlh Ball 

Davenport, Iowa 
"Fats" "Flick" "Biddle" 

DID it," says Fats; "Did it twice," writes Flick in 
his diary; and there you have him. He always 
did something and then spent a great deal of time 
explaining to Whitey that he didn't. He is, with- 
out a doubt, the best known man at the Academy, 
for you never saw him once without remembering 
both his face and name. They seem to go together. 
Ask any D. O. 

Flick was a confirmed Red Mike for two and a hal 
years, but his foot slipped about Easter of Second 
Class year. He hasn't missed an opportunity since, 
but has been considerably mixed up in his love 
affairs. 

So Biddle has stuck with us just because he has the 
sticking stuff in him. He is the kind who will turn 
a frown into a good-natured smile in a second. As 
Keeper of the Goat, he was a knock-out and he 
handled both the job and the Goat as nobody else 
could. He didn't get stripes, but he has made every 
effort to make himself "the best and most efficient 
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Choir (4,3,2); 
Lucky Bag Staff: 
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Buzzard. 



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John Crawford McQueen 

Chanute, Kansas 

"Johnnie" "Mac" "Johnnie Mac" 

JOHNNIE received his first pair of long trousers 
and his appointment as one of Uncle Sam's 
pampered pets simultaneously. Previous to that 
he had fallen blithely in love. But here Old Man 
Hard-luck perched upon his shoulders and rode 
there up till his Second Class year. 

To Johnnie, sympathetic, human companionship 
is as essential for an unburdened existence as a 
catless vestry to a church mouse. But even Plebe 
year in a B-room with its dreary electric light 
mornings made but little drain on Mac's unlimited 
supply of optimism. 

A badly sprained ankle Plebe year robbed him of 
a gNt, and the nine weeks of hospital life nearly 
robbed the Navy of one good officer by the bilging 
route. Then just to show how it was done he 
proceeded to fracture both a wrist and an ankle 
Youngster year. As we carried him to sick-quarters, 
one despairing "Fellows, they've bilged me now," 
was his only complaint. Again it looked as though 
we were going to lose him, but not so with Johnnie. 
The cruise gave him an opportunity to make up the 
lost work and the situation was saved by Mac losing 
part of that precious leave in Chanute. He fought 
and stuck to the job through many difficulties and 
we admire him for having succeeded. 

Such is Mac as he is known by his fellows, whose 
whole personality is summed up in the one word 
lovable. 

Buzzard. 



Dallas Grover, Jr. 

Salina, Kansas 
"Daddy" "Dal" 

DADD\', dear old Daddy, you're more than a 
Mother to us" — heard in concert from Daddy's 
room. Salina has reason to be proud of this fair 
Romeo who has been in love all the days of his 
Naval career. After every September he is decidedly 
worse because of his visit to a northwestern state. 

Daddy came to us a fine boy but he laments with 
tearful eye and shaking voice what the Navy has 
done for him. Plebe year he fain would have 
resigned but an Upper Classman forbade it and tore 
up his resignation. Second Class year he took long 
and painful journeys on Wednesdays and Saturdays 
with the E. D. squad, in spite of which form of 
athletics he managed to make the sub squad. 

Just come up to the room during any evening 
study hour and you will find Daddy busy — with his 

lessons! lino! He never lets them bother him. 

He is always found with a pen and paper writing to 
that same little girl. 

"Hey, fellows, I'm dragging her again next week. 
Have you seen her.'' Then just come over to the hop 
Saturday — oh Boy!" 

"Lemme in my locker." 

Buzzard; 

Submarine Squad {4, 3, 2, 1). 



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Robert Penniman Lewis 

PoMPTON Lakes, New Jersey 

"Bob" "Lucy" 

WHILE this is not intended for a society 
column, a biography of Bob would be as in- 
complete without a record of his social achievements 
as the proverbial Peruvian Prince without his 
parasol. Now the younger set of Pompton Lakes is 
without its dashing leader, for Bob is at present 
"chef d'etat major" to Professor Bell, and his 
native ville basques in the full sunshine of its former 
glory, only durmg the month of September. 

As a vocalist, our Lucy has no rival. In reference, 
consult the D. O., who traced the uncanny noises 
to the boudoir of Lucy and found him calmly 
whiling away the dull moments by crooning an 
accompaniment to the Suriette. 

Bob's efficiency speaks for itself and we notice 
his req for three stripes was not granted. His 
infectious laugh and ready willingness to give one 
butts on his last skag have gained him a host of 
friends. The same qualities which caused him to 
stick with the Hustlers Plebe year enabled him to 
stick with us the three remaining turbulent years 
without a sign of weakening. 

"Hey — Deacon! how's it for a shot of tooth 
paste.?" 

Tzvo Stripes; 
Buzzard {2). 







William John Murphy 
Perry, Iowa 

"Bill" "Spuds" 

GIRLS, this ideal specimen of all that graceful 
manhood should be, is from Perry, Iowa, which 
has three drug stores and a paved street. He has an 
intensely interesting past, too, and although there 
are no Bertillion records of him, he can spin many an 
adventurous tale. 

Murph had a real athletic record back in high 
school days, but believes in the easy life now. He 
occasionally sails a catboat and has been known to 
play tennis, but he gave up his football ambitions for 
the more important clash with the All-Academics. 

Spuds is a fusser of ability when he forgets his 
studies and no man can pass him on the ballroom 
floor. He loves Fatima, hates Dago, and dreams of 
the days he spent in Baltimore as a candidate. 

Bill wastes no time, so through his hard work and 
consistent effort he earned the three stripes which he 
wore his First Class year. Just a living example of 
"You can't down the Irish." 

Here's luck, Murph, you deserve it. 

Tivo Stripes (J); 
Regimental Commissary {B). 




Thomas Lawrence Lewis 
Amite, Louisiana 
''Tom" "Lezi'ie" 

TOM is the original Kreisler of the class. Many 
an evening that should have been spent boning, 
has been spent in drawing real music from that old 
fiddle of his, and incidentally, holding the Bolshev- 
istic element of the Tenth Company quiet, proving 
the old adage — Music hath charms that soothe the 
savage beast. 

Tom is musical but he doesn't carry any of this 
dreamy temperament with hmi out on the lacrosse 
field. When spring rolls around he is Lewis, Navy; 
and every afternoon sees him trotting to Worden 
Field with a war club on his shoulder and that mean 
look in his eye that all of Hiram's gang get sooner or 
later. 

In a social way, old Trotsky, is neither a snake nor 
a Red Mike, but when he does drag, he drags with a 
vengeance and gets away with it, so he advises us. 
Maybe it's his southern drawl, maybe it isn't, but 
whatever it is he thinks it works wonderfully. 

All in all, Tom is a good boy to tie to — no, not tie 
to a whistling buoy way out a few miles from no- 
where. Watch him wake 'em up out in the Service 
when he and his fiddle have the mid-watch. 

LNr {2): 

Lacrosse Numerals [3) 
Musical Club; 
Buzzard (2, I). 



Franklin McRee Shannonhouse, Jr. 
Charlotte, North Carolina 
"Shannon" "Shanny" "Frank" 
'TTE\' mister, where you from.?" 
A A "No'th Ca'lina, suh!" and so Shannon was 
inaugurated into our midst one memorable day in 
June. And didn't we think he was a hard one, when 
a few days later we heard him read out for smoking; 
and saw him set out bag and baggage, or rather 
hammock, for a cruise on the U. S. S. Reina; the first 
culprit of the class. 

Just about this time Shag started worrying, and he 
has been at it ever since. He worried about being on 
the ship, about being unsat, passing the semi-anns, 
passing the anns — and when nothing bothered him 
he worried about his friends, which kept him mighty 
busy. Probably all this explains his scanty locks. 

Quite often the Gods of Learning have had to be 
forced to smile — and at times it seemed only a 
snicker — upon his mental endeavors, for it can be 
truthfully said that Jiji has used up more nocturnal 
petroleum in trying to savvy the vagaries of Bullard 
and his cohorts than would keep the roads (both of 
them) in his home town tarviaized for the next 
decade. 

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William Stanley Price 

St. Louis, Missouri 
''Pinky" "Bill" "Stan" 

BILL left his home port of St. Louis and reached 
Annapohs by an indirect route, stopping over 
in New York State for some college life. 

Pinky always seemed to have very successful Sep 
leaves. We haven't heard all of his Sep leave ex- 
periences but some of us know about the circum- 
stances of the fly in the carburetor. 

At first this easy-going, good-natured chap 
objected to being called Pinky, but when he was 
convinced that all the femmes who attended the 
hops had adopted him with this title, he decided 
that he liked it. Occasionally the M. C. delivered 
a letter addressed "Midshipman Pinky Price", 
which is almost proof that the girls know him by no 
other name. 

Bill was always good company at a porter-house 
steak dinner. He likes tennis, sailing and the 
movies, but especially caulking. 

He had his own peculiar Plebe year experiences. 
When he was out for crew that first year he rather 
enjoyed sitting on infinity. 

Academically speaking, Pinky never had the 
thrill of ragging his monthly marks posted in red, 
but even at that he sometimes had the "Smoke Hall 
Blues." 

Buzzard (2); 
C. P. 0.: 
Two Stripes. 



Lawrence Charles Grannis 

DuLUTH, Minnesota 

"Larry" "Granny" "L. C." 

I BANE come from Min-ne-so-ta," but just the 
same Larry says he isn't a descendant of Olaf 
Olsen — take it for what it is worth, my fair readers — 
for personally, no one has ever been able to find out. 
Appearances are deceitful sometimes, you know. 

When Saturday rolled around, you used to be able 
to get Larry to go to the movies with you; now, 
when you say "Let's go to town, Larry," it is always 
"Nope, I can't; I'm dragging today." "Who.?" 
"I don't know, never saw her before," and when you 
come around on Sunday morning to offer your 
consolations, you get thrown out of the room. 
Larry's special favorite this year seems to be a 
certain Visitation convent over in Washington. 
When the graduation invitations come out, some- 
body is going to be broke. 

Larry likes the Navy fine until a few weeks 
before anns and semi-anns, then he begins to edge 
around "pa" and "ma", and to tell them to look for 
a job for their noble son. Larry always manages to 
slide through, though, and it won't be very many 
sleeps and butts until we will be glad to be shipmates 
with liim once more. 

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Silas Bruce Moore 
Des Moines, Iowa 
"Seaman Si" "Si" 

THIS shining light dropped in on us along in 
July, Plebe year, and since his arrival has 
drifted right along. Towards the close of Youngster 
year he donated the marbles to the Skinny Depart- 
ment and decided to join the Second Class. Second 
Class year, however, he decided to knock off rates 
with the All-Academics, so he rose in his wrath and 
smote them so sorely on the pate, that he has had his 
way with them ever since. 

Fussing comes second nature — there are no 
fevered preparations, no wild anticipations, but when 
Saturday drifts around Bruce appears properly 
equipped, and with unruffled air. He hasn't started 
any noticeable discriminations as yet — he awaits, 
perchance, a broader field. He early formed an 
aversion to the cross country squad, and by the grace 
of the Gods of luck, and the King of the Belgians, 
his walks have been few and far between. His 
affability, his generosity, and his many likeable 
traits and characteristics have given him a lasting 
place among us. 

"Did you make some remark?" 

"Far be it from me to offer suggestions." 

Buzzard (2); 
Three Stripes (/). 



John Fitzpatrick Madden 
At Large 

"Fitz" 

'TTOWDY, old bean, think it'll rain tomorrow.?" 
1 A Such is the ever pleasant greeting of this 
young fellow from anywhere, who has never been 
known to cast the shadow of gloom over anyone's 
household. He takes things as they come, even a 
cold bust in a Nav P-Work failing to shake his 
optimistic outlook. 

Far be it from us to mention too many of John's 
abilities, but when it comes to tennis, you had 
better watch your step. As for swimming — well 
perhaps there you could lend him a life preserver. 
Academically speaking, he's in the wooden half, but, 
were it not for the Cosmo and Red Book and what 
not, he might be in the Lemon Groves now. 

In spite of appearances or statements to the 
contrary, Fitz is not a Red Mike, but at the same 
time one could not accuse him of being fickle. He 
has the proverbial Navy line at his finger tips in al 
its forms, and even in some forms which have not 
previously existed. On the cruises he managed to 
do things with a will, but at the same time he did 
not always look at the darker side of the matter, 
even on the U. S. S. No Hope. 

"That's a fair question." 

"Did you make some abstruse comment.?" 

Buzzard {2, 1); 

Sub Squad {4, 3, 2;i). 






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LowDEN Jessup, Jr. 

NoRWALK, Connecticut 

"Jess" "Sir" 

E'S not savvy — he admits that himself — and on 
the other hand he's not a great dummy that 
looks well only when standing in front of a New York 
second-hand store, as you might suppose. The 
only sour grapes and ashes that have filled his life 
with sorrow are: that P- Works, for such as Thou 
and him come only once a week and are confined to 
the short space of from 8:30 to 11:45. 

Sad to say he has had up-hill work all the way 
through his Naval career. He has worked hard with 
a company of rough necks, trying to raise their 
standards — and often themselves — out of the 
gutter. But the company collectively and singly 
is just where he started with them. 

Although his training has had little effect on us, 
we're all still strong for him. Wherever he is, he'll 
always have the strong support and friendship of the 
old gang. He has waded amongst them much, but 
few are the lucky girls whose Saturday night smiles 
have lured him away from the unbeaten path that 
he has followed. 

Buzzard; 

Mandolin Club (4); 
Choir (5, 4, 3, 2, 1); 
Basketball Squad (4); 
Numerals (4). 



Augustus Jarvis Detzer, Jr. 
Ft. Wayne, Indiana 

"Gus" 

DON JUAN in his youth was considered a bit of 
all right by the fair sex, but if the press agent 
of that justly famous breaker of hearts was to glance 
along the path of our Jarvis, he would "sans doute" 
declare his protege a mere novice. 

Not that Gus is one of the terrible tribe who, 
heavily burdened, make the week-ends hideous with 
their inspired glances and cosmo-conversations, for 
we must be frank and say that he seldom drags, 
except perhaps the Regimental Log, but rather is he 
to be recognized as one of those who dashes up for a 
dance, plants the seeds of uncertainty in some sweet 
thing's mind, and then dashes off again to repeat the 
process in some new territory, leaving the victims 
much perturbed. 

Generally speakuig Gus is opposed to too much 
physical exercise, and it is highly probable that his 
name will never appear on the tablets in the gym. 
Being an exponent of the doctrine of conservation 
for the sake of ease he remained for the four year 
course. And well glad are we that he did, because 
a year would not be complete without his friendship 
to accompany us over the bush-strewn paths of 
Academic strife. 

One Stripe; 

Buzzard (2); 

Hop Committee (3, 2, 1); 

Tennis Squad (2, 1). 




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Kent Houghton Power 

Petersburg, Illinois 

"Borracho" 

THIS solemn-eyed, good-natured, untroubled 
soul answers to a nickname which has handi- 
capped him through four years of this life. He 
accepted it, like every other adversity, with non- 
chalance, either smoking or sleeping his blues away. 
He took the singles caulking championship Plebe 
year and has held it ever since. 

His ability to adapt himself to almost any con- 
dition brought Kent a good grease. Had it not been 
for the untimely intervention of Killjoy on a party 
staged by Stogi at which he was an innocent by- 
stander, he would no doubt have sported more than 
one stripe on his arm. He has been a consistent 
worker on the track squad for four years. He came 
within an ace of breaking the pole vault record his 
Second Class year, and has his mind set on doing it 
this spring. 

Whoever chose this old roue to be a Y. M. C. A. 
director had a real sense of humor, for we never saw 
him at a meeting, and don't think he knew where it 
was. How he ever lived two years with Stogi and 
Dizzy Rice and kept sane, we can't see. 

Scene I: His room, 8 P. M. "Oh hum! Unsat 
in Juice and Ordnance. Gotta bone tonight." 

Scene II: His bed, 8:10 P. M. "Z-Z-Z-Z- 
ZZZZZZ." 

Ofie Stripe; 

Track Squad (4, 3, 2, 1); 
Numerals (4, 3); TNT {2); 
Y. M. C. A. Director (2, 1). 



John Washington Rice 

Starkville, Mississippi 

'^Johnny" "Slittie" 

ACRABTOWN bovine grazed merrily on the 
W. B. & A. railroad tracks — the train whistled 
once — twice — yea three times — then stopped, and a 
son of the South strolled out of the car to see what 
caused the delay in his journey and thus it was that 
John Washington Rice was side tracked in Crabtown 
for four years. 

Fuma Usted.'' Si, Senor — mucho. John "Fumo- 
ed" until his Second Class year with no trouble — 
but after that — Oh boy he must have changed his 
brand of cigarettes, because those D. O.'s sure could 
pick up his scent quicker than any Uncle Tom's 
Cabin blood hounds or Broadway snipe-hounds. 

El Senor Arroz's favorite stunt is to drag a queen 
and to pawn her "friend" (a cold terra cotta) upon 
other people. But one time during his career his 
"side kicker" tailed to show up to shove the "cold 
4-0" friend around the "Swedish conspirator's in- 
quisition room" and the result of the foul play was 
that John Washington Rice became one of those 
Red Mikes who spent their First Class year at the 
movies and in Smoke Hall chewing the rag. 

Here you are girls — all dressed up and no place 
to go. 

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Jasper Terry Acuff 

Jasper, Alabama 

"Terrensky'' 

ACUFF from Alabama — always ready to lend or 
. bet his last cent. Not a raving Bolshevik, but 
having tendencies in that direction. You should 
have seen the boy in New York or giving old "Tec" 
his semi-ann war paint. Kept himself going on the 
cruise and brought skag money home, thanks to 
Lady Luck. While not an inveterate user of the 
weed, he has been seen hunting a tendency. 

As a snake he is among the many who were 
willing, yea anxious, but lacked the feminine neces- 
sity. 

He is full of good intentions, but seldom musters 
the energy to see one through. Interested in all 
athletics, the only branch that he ever indulged in 
was of the Mexican variety. In Juice he stars, but 
in Dago he couldn't say, "alley au diable" and get 
away with it. This, with his marked Cosmo 
leaning, made him a confirmed member of '2rs 
bitter half long before the end of Youngster year. 

Many girls in old Alabama think lots of him, as 
proved by the many boxes of candy and tinted 
envelopes post-marked, Jasper. 

Terry's good nature and generosity have made 
and held for him many friends. 



James Shepherd Freeman 
Jasper, Alabama 
"Jimmy" "Forney" 

GET your knees together. Mister." Thus was 
our handsome hero initiated into the joys of 
Plebedom. Since then our Jimmy has been the 
pride of the Fifth Company. If he doesn't lose the 
recipe for that complexion, he will go to Congress on 
the women's vote. An apt student of Prof Bell's, 
he has been one of the shining lights since he put on 
his Youngster stripe. A born savoir, his preference 
for the Red Book over John and his Mechanics has 
made him one of Tecumseh's own. He speaks Dago 
like a real Froggy, but at Juice, handles himself as 
becomes a member of '2rs fifty per cent. Though 
rather quiet and not a raving Bolshevik, he is not a 
close follower of the little green book. He thinks 
that he is a teetotaler, but was heard to remark that 
Shanley's ginger ale was the best ever. 

His abode was the clubroom for the Lily and the 
Radiator Clubs. A sure place for the D. O. to make a 
kilHng. 

Though unable to serve mint juleps, he did not 
allow the rep for southern hospitality to suffer at his 
hands. In fact, he does credit to it. Wherever he 
goes he carries a smile and wherever that smile goes, 
he makes friends and keeps them. 

"0-o-h J-i-m-m-y!" 

Buzzard (2,1): 

Sub Squad [4, 3, 2, I). 





Gale Crist Morgan 
ToPEKA, Kansas 
"Gale" '^Morgue" 

HE was just named, or rather misnamed by his 
classmates, Morgue, but that was too gloomy 
a name for our httle ray of sunshine and it didn't 
stick. Gale is always cheerful, as witnessed by the 
fact that Plebe year in the Barracks, a cruise on the 
No Hope, and segregation failed to alter his natural 
frame of mind. 

His Plebe year in the Barracks did not deprive him 
of eating at least one Plebe meal in the mess hall. 
On that occasion he established himself as the cham- 
pion cabbage eater of the Regiment. Gale's Hrst 
taste of sea service was a cruise on the Reina where 
for two weeks he searched in vain for the key to the 
anchor watch. 

Due to Lillian's influence, Gale stopped smoking 
his Second Class year, believing that discretion was 
the better part of valor. In Honolulu and on the 
West Coast in the summer of 1920, when not en- 
cumbered by Toad and Goose, he enjoyed the 
beauties of the localities, both natural and otherwise. 

"Has he a girl.?" Well, we can't say positively, 
but someone noticed on the back of a pink letter 
the following ditty: 

"Postman, Postman, do your duty. 

Take this to my Annapolis cutie." 

Cheerfulness, willingness, and determination have 
marked his career at the Academy. 

Buzzard; 
C. P. 0.; 

Company Representative (/). 



John Stanley Harrison 
Baltimore, Maryland 

"Dizz" "Stan" 

STANLEY' knocked off digging oysters in the bay 
to the tune of "Maryland, My Maryland" and 
sailed into Crabtown. He slipped through Main 
Gate No. 3, dropped his anchor and, with right hand 
extended, said "I do." At the gate he very con- 
scientiously threw away a perfectly good pack of 
skags because he thought a severance with old King 
Nicotine was necessary when within the walls. But 
after two weeks of Plebe summer, he slipped out to 
look for that very same pack and he has been look- 
ing for it ever since. 

During Second Class year he had a little trouble 
with an experiment with his ring. Following direc- 
tions explicitly, he was very much surprised to find 
that after fifteen minutes treatment he was unsuc- 
cessful in changing its color. 

The All-Academics seemed to be the least of his 
worries, and, through some unknown means, he was 
able to fool the Executive Department. But per- 
haps that was because of his extreme love for 
"Lillian". As the hind end of a bull in the Gym- 
khana, he was in the spotlight and his favorite 
occupations are harmonizing and clogging. 

Along with a touch of Irish, he has winning char- 
acteristics and a keen sense of humor with which he 
has made a host of friends here and without a doubt 
will continue to do so in the Service. 

"Now what did you say the lesson was.?" 
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Joseph Iselin Nemrow 

Brooklyn, New York 

"Louie' "Loo-eye" "Nemo" "Islam" 

GOSH, what a good-looking Plebe." "Where 
are you from Mister, the Ziegfield Follies?" 
"No, sir, but I'm from near there," (this with con- 
scious pride in his voice). And although he first saw 
the light of day in Brooklyn, he can tell you the 
altitude of every white light that illuminates Broad- 
way. He'll tell you all about the Big Town from 
the Black Cat in Greenwich Village to the most 
exclusive( .?) rendezvous in the upper Forties. 

Oh, how well we recall the inspiring spectacle of 
Loo-eye's return to the ship. Second Class cruise, 
from a "boating party not supposed to make any 
landings." From the heights of Caimanera, and the 
hills of Guantanamo, the populace assembled to 
witness the triumphant return. No Roman pro- 
cession had more of the grandeur nor care of detail, 
than that which characterized this particular in- 
cident. The ship ran short of side boys, when he 
landed, bow-on against the armor belt. 

The angel child nearly bilged Youngster year, 
worrying over one of those Sweet Young Things. 
His subsequent recovery and his denunciation of 
femmes in general, would have done credit to any 
matinee idol. Alas and alack, girls, he is still heart 
whole. Don't rush, one at a time, please. 

One Stripe; 

Buzzard; 

Sub Squad {4, 3, 2, 1). 




Raymond Dorsey Edwards 

HiGBEE, Missouri 

"Eddie" "Ray" "Speed" 

SAY, Speed, they tell me you're unsat; what?" 
"You've got the wrong dope; I'm getting 
along fine. Just a little under in Steam, Nav, Juice, 
and Ordnance. I'll have lots of velvet when I bat 
those exams tomorrow." 

The person addressed is our good-natured, hard- 
working, cheerful, overgrown chap from Missouri, 
who is always optimistic in the face of difficulties. 
Ray's practice upon the cornet once attracted the 
D. O. to his smoking den — tough luck Ray. "Yes 
it cost me my Sep leave, but you should hear how 
I've learned to play Home Sweet Home." 

Speed disappointed his staunchest Red Mike 
friends when he deserted their ranks First Class year 
to drag to the New Year's hop. To make matters 
worse, he bought brand new dancing pumps espe- 
cially for that occasion. "Speed, you deserter!" "Well, 
it's worth while dragging a girl with such wonderful 
eyes as her's, but why the hell does a man have to 
wear a woman's shoe?" 

We admire Speed for his pluck in the face of 
adversities that would down most men, and for 
being a fighter clean through. 

Buzzard; 

Class Baseball (2). 



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Harry Llewellyn Bixby 

Long Beach, California 

"Bix" "Shark" 

THE silent man — Bix lias never been known to 
make a sound that could be heard more than 
ten feet on a quiet night. He says very little and 
thinks a lot, but when he does become loquacious, 
gather it all in. It is bound to be worth hearing. 

Look at that undertaker's expression above, but 
don't believe what you see. When a smile creeps 
around his mouth, gloom disperses. So you will 
find old Bix in everything. He ain't what he appears 
to be. He was always sure of bilgmg but the end of 
Youngster year found him about five demerits from 
being in the first half. 

Bix has always been a friend in need to his finan- 
cially embarrassed shipmates. Along the last days 
of a cruise when there wasn't money enough on the 
ship to buy a pack of Fats, you could always find 
Bix well supplied with kale and perfectly willing to 
share with all. 

Get Bix off in a corner some time, and get him to 
tell you about his prep school days in the mountains 
of California. His story is as good as Buffalo Bill's. 

"Don't let any of these women run you Bix — Bye." 
Buzzard (2, /). 



Donald Theodore Giles 

Syracuse, New York 

"Emma" "Don" "Gilesey" "Smut" 

WHAT'S your name, mister?" 
"Giles, sir." 

"Emma.^" 

"Yes, sir." 

Then Smut would give 'em one of his good- 
natured grins. 

Over at the barracks he was noted for his pet 
apothecary shop which he kept in his locker — every- 
thing from liver pills to hair tonic. "Pinex," taken 
internally was his favorite for all illnesses, even 
corns. You see, Don was a chemistry shark while 
a bounding cit and made all sorts of concoctions in 
his own lab. at home. 

He spent the first two months of Youngster year 
caulking in the "dip" suspect ward of the hospital. 
But he came back and knocked 'em cold in spite of 
all the extra work. 

Smut likes music as well as chemistry. He used 
to play "The Sunshine of Your Smile," and "Good- 
bye Girls, I'm Through," for us in Mem Hall Plebe 
summer, in such a way that we longed to be back on 
Broadway taking in the big shows. 

Never sore, never crabbing, old Smut has plugged 
on in his good-natured way; He's the kind of a 
fellow who will always get along under difficulties 
and in the end give and say, "Oh, I didn't mind it 
much." 

"The h-1 she did!" 

Buzzard (2, 1). 






Edward Augustin Maher 

New York City, New York 

"Bud" "Pinkey" "Reds" 

ABOVE you can see what a good photographer 
. can really do when he tries. Rather good isn't 
it? Well he does try to live up to it. Many a 
patient moment has he spent before the mirror 
educating and training the pride of his heart, his 
curly auburn hair. To look in his locker is to gaze 
on all that every movie queen ever recommended to 
those backward in looks. 

Bud isn't entirely backward as far as looks are 
concerned but he is modest enough to admit that 
there is room for some improvement. Modesty is 
one of his failings. He has used his share of beauty 
to make eyes at the fair yard-engme over the foot- 
lights of the Masqueraders with some degree of 
success. 

Bud is a parlor acrobat first and foremost. He has 
sipped his tea with the aristocracy and never spilled 
a drop. He can do the cutest little tricks which 
make him amusing to the tired and blase society 
woman. Do you wonder that he is petted and 
spoiled ? 

In water-polo he found his true love in the 
athletic line tho recently he has taken up the less 
vigorous but much more fashionable golf. 

In Bud's make-up there is ability to accomplish 
much — so don't disappomt us Edward. 

Tivo Stripe's; 
Buzzard {2); 
Masqueraders ,(i, 2); 
Gold Masked N; 
Water-Polo Squad (2, 1); 
Crew Squad (4). 



Edwin Mason Crouch 
Deadwood, South Dakota 

"Eddie" "Deadwood Dick" 

TIRED of digging gold and chasing cattle 
rustlers, our Eddie decided to leave the pure and 
simple life. Result: he is Deadwood's first repre- 
sentative to graduate from Uncle Sam's Navy 
School. All of Deadwood's cow-punchers, cow- 
girls, and miners turned out to see the prodigal son 
depart, but in all that crowd, to Eddie there was only 
one — the belle of Deadwood. 

When the Upper Classes returned, Eddie was 
shanghied to the barracks, where we first learned his 
real nature; demerits, extra duty, conduct grades, 
and trees — nothing bothered this quiet easy-going 
westerner except "Mail Ho!" and one day when the 
overland stage was held up and a little pink letter 
failed to come, Eddie's worries began. 

Did you ever bust into his room on a Saturday 
night after taps, the smoke thick, sizzling fudge, 
toast and perhaps a hot flatiron to keep his feet 
warm on cold nights.'' 

Eddie is seldom rhino. He can hit the pap, take 
your duty, or make a big liberty, and do them all 
with the same good-natured grin. He says that he 
is going to lead a wild life for a few years, and then 
settle down in a nice little home in the West. Bur 
we have our doubts. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Sub Squad (4, 3, 2, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff {2); 
Co. Representative (J). 





George Watts Gilliam 

Hondo, Texas 

"Gillie" "George Halts" "Tomatoes" "Tex" 

'TTrELL now I'll just bet you." When you hear 
VV this true Texan come down with that, there 
is no use arguing for you are all wrong. 

Give Gillie something to do and you can be sure 
that it will be done right. Hard luck has kept him 
from materializing to the full extent in athletics. At 
the very beginning of Plebe year a broken bone sent 
him to the hospital and kept him out of everything 
for the rest of the year. None of us will forget his 
playing at end on our Second Class football team, 
and then the week before the Army game, a broken 
collar bone resulted in another trip across the creek. 
Each spring you see Geo out with the scalpers and 
he has become quite an expert with a lacrosse stick. 

George Watts is a firm believer in the old motto 
"Plebes is Plebes." A Plebe should know all the 
fundamentals of seamanship and Naval etiquette 
before the cruise rolls around, and Tomatoes has 
firmly instilled this into the brains of the under- 
studies living in "Hell's Alley." 

As for being a snake — Well, Geo can't be called a 
regular, but when it comes to helping a friend, he is 
always ready, always willing. 

"Oh, boy! but she is the sweetest little girl in the 
world." 

Three Stripes: 

Class Football (2); 

Class Lacrosse (2); 

Class Football Numerals (2). 



BoYNTON Lewis Braun 
Lorain, Ohio 

"Bub" "Bruno" "Briun" "Braunie" 

"ALL right, Mister, who is the skipper of the 
l\ Paducah.?" Chances are the Plebe doesn't 
know, much to Bub's disgust. Bub began his Naval 
career as one of G. W. Brown's yokels and as a 
result knows thoroughly just what a Plebe should 
know, do, and say. He can tell anything you want 
to know about the big outfit from the fire-control 
system of the Tennessee down to the best caulkmg 
places on the Kearsarge. 

Bub believes in the Navy, both new and old and 
no amount of injustice, trouble or mid-watches can 
shake his faith in the Service. 

Although no savoir, he is a conscientious, hard 
worker, so that when the split came it found him 
well up among Tecumseh's chosen. 

The strenuous life along Hell's Alley for three 
years took the roses out of Bub's cheeks and the 
bashfulness out of his disposition, but he survived. 

It is his truthful boast that he has never dragged 
a brick. He attributes this to his eye for beauty; 
we call most of it luck. 

"Gee whiz, she is nice; and dance.'' why! I could 
dance with her forever." 

"Column right, march in!" 

C. P. 0. (1); 
One Stripe; 
Class Football (2); 
Buzzard (2). 





Louis G. McGlone 
RoxBURY, Massachusetts 

"Mac" "Louie" "Mid" 

AMAZING events never cease happening. Next 
1\. to the outbreak of the World's War was the 
arrival of our Louie. He quickly became Boss of 
the Tenth Company Radiator Club. Absolutely 
he has the smoothest flowing and heaviest line in 
this 'ere Navy. His stories have wrecked many 
sessions but arguments are his specialty with the 
World Almanac backing him against Faine. 

His heralded fame in prep-school hockey has been 
lost to us because, unfortunately, hockey is one of 
our few undeveloped sports. But you should see 
him stroke the Mary Ann. 

As a fusser Mul is immense. Words fail to 
describe how, from the Hub to far off Honolulu the 
femmes have fallen for that wicked line. However, 
confidentially, there's one girl somewhere back home 
he has had trouble convincing and a chance bet is 
that she has known our Louie some few years. 

Probably Mac's greatest undertaking was the 
training of his first roommate, the now famous Joe 
Gish. To this day that worried expression, those 
burdened shoulders, and nearly hairless head are the 
mere tell-tales of what he went through. We know 
that in this task as in everything that he tackles 
Louie gave all he had, his best. 

Buzzard (/). 



Lester Roland Reiter 
Harrisonburg, Virginia 

"Jack" 

HERE'S looking at you folks the akhenn of 
Virginia's years of experiment to find the 
formula of success that makes her products the 
greatest of statesmen, for Jack is nothing but a 
statesman. Wise to a degree, firm and blunt, the 
boy got his early training in a school of environ- 
ment that has left him adamant against the encroach- 
es of an influence less conservative. 

But speaking athletically. Jack is anything but 
conservative, as those who have been so unfortunate 
as to play against him on the gridiron will testify. 
Griffith lost a star twirler when Boche joined the 
Navy. But an eye, trained for beauty in the 
mountain fastness of his native element lost its 
ability to find the plate, and his five-fingered 
nimbleness with the horsehide has been saved for 
a later day. 

[ack with the scions of learning has had one 
long up-hill fight. But always with two or three 
against him, he has managed to groove the fast one 
with the hop that keeps 'em swinging and the 
Academic Lloyds are gambling on his winning out. 
If he could only master the tepid waters of Bully's 
aquarium as well, theie'd be no lament — but— 
"Dad burn it, you don't havetoswimintheMarines." 

Buzzards- 
Baseball Squad {3, 2,1); 
Class Football (2, 1); 
Class Football Numerals (2). 





Herman Barter 
Paducah, Kentucky 

"Mike' 

IT would take only a short conversation with 
Herman to discover that he hails from the South — 
Kentucky to be specific. 

He lives up to the reputation of a Southerner 
inasmuch as he has many of the characteristics of a 
fusser. Yet one could hardly term Herman a snake 
or a tea hound for it is seldom that he haunts the 
wiles of the lounge lizards. When dragging for 
himself, Mike always drags well, but the Wise Guy 
does not hesitate to cast a load of magnesia on 
certain of his friends. 

First Class cruise found Mike dragging heavily in 
each port, and until that fatal day when he made a 
flying trip to a sunny little suburb of 'Frisco, his 
life was that of the proverbial sailor. On that day 
he met his O. A. O. and he hasn't been himself since. 
All indications are that next July will find him 
stationed at Mare Island. 

Academically speaking, Mike was never a shining 
light. The division of '21 found him substantially 
in the second half. 

Many a time has Herman chuckled at the expense 
of certain of our D. O.'s, having slept-in, buried 
ratlike, under an abundance of overcoats, rain- 
clothes, reefers, bathrobes, and laundry bags. 

May the best of luck be yours Herman. Keep 
your wife at home. 

Buzzard. 



Franklin Oliver Johnson 
St. Paul, Minnesota 

"Johnnie" "Dizz" 

JOHNNIE was so impressed by his first sight of 
the Naval Academy that he decided to remain 
for five years. He isn't wooden, but the language 
of Shakespeare and Bacon is to him impossible; all 
other Academic work being much fruit. 

Don't mistake that far-away look in his eye for 
amorous yearnmg, he is merely thinking up a new 
scheme to evade the D. O's. Dizz has his love 
affairs and is not by any means a Red Mike but each 
time just when we begin to give him up for lost, he 
suddenly returns to the gang minus perhaps a 
miniature but none the worse for his adventure. 

Johnnie believes in following the line of least 
resistance which accounts for his being a charter 
member of the Radiator Club. Still when he de- 
cides to accomplish something no obstacle is too 
great and he will work continuously till the task is 
completed. 

The fact that Johnnie preferred the Academy to 
West Point because the entrance exams to the Army 
contained World History probably characterizes 
him better than anything else. He is a true friend, 
for the most part cheerful, and ever ready to extend 
a helping hand. 

"Now when I was on the FLORIDA " 

Buzzard (2); 
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John Mason Frier 
Fairfield, Connecticut 
"Jack" "J. M." "Guam" 

JACK has been such a globe-trotter, that it is hard 
to say just what part of the country he originally 
hailed from, although his passionate devotion to 
Connecticut might serve as a clue. His impertinent 
countenance was once well known in many cities of 
the Orient, and it was during this time that he stored 
up the data for many a wild and astounding tale 
that he spasmodicallyexpoundstousatoddmoments. 
Who hasn't heard of the cruise of the Bailey? His 
line is heavy, and he has the true disposition of a 
naval officer — a sense of humor. Though he claims 
to be a Red Mike, we have noticed that he isn't 
bashful in the presence of the fair sex. 

Jack and the Executive Department haven't 
spoken to each other for a number of years. His 
acquaintance among the D. O.'s is large but hardly 
flattering. Since Second Class year he has become 
an expert operator of elevators, and many intrepid 
raids into the basement have he and his confederates 
made to get his "car." The fact that the D. O.'s 
generally rag him in the end doesn't seem to worry 
him, for as he says, "Anyway, I get my money's 
worth out of my paps." 

"Now this fleet Reserve is " 

Swimming Squad {4, J, 2, 1); 
Buzzard (/). 



Charles Ridgely Lamdin 

Baltimore, Maryland 

"Diickie" "Ridge" 

LAMDIN was a buzzer shark before he entered 
> the Academy and passed by the place so many 
times on his way up and down the bay, that curiosity 
overcame his natural caution with the result that 
Marconi and Company lost a good radio operator. 

Duckie never had any trouble with the sub squad. 
He creates a wake like that of a destroyer. He 
swam his way through his numerals and better to a 
straight N and captained the record-breaking 
swimming team of the Navy. 

He can talk a phonograph to a stand still and has 
a line that no insurance agent could beat. Out of 
swimming season he has three occupations. One is 
getting up, another is turning m, and the third and 
most important is fussing. 

However, he cannot be classed with the super 
snakes that crawl out on Wednesdays because as he 
claims his fussing is done with no ulterior motive, 
such as stripes. The free interpretations he can read 
into the reg book are surprising and have caused him 
to take many a walk along the quiet roads of Annap- 
olis. 

Above all Lamdin has the ability to deliver the 
goods and he should make good. 

Swimming Numerals (4); 

Swimming sNT (3); 

Swimming N (2); 

Captain Swimming Team (2); 

Navy Olympic Squad (1); 

Buzzard. 



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William Howard Magruder 

Fayetteville, Arkansas 

"Doc" "Alaggie" 

MENTION "Change the name of Arkansas" to 
a native and run, brother, run! And Doc' is 
from Arkansas. Yet he was wilUng to admit that 
the Naval Academy had an edge on the University 
so he changed and came up here. In spite of the 
interesting life a Plebe goes through convincing 
Upper Classmen that "Never will we change the 
great name of Arkansas," Doc' has survived it all 
and survived it with a smile. 

Doc' had no false ideas when he entered even if he 
did come from the great Arkansas University, and 
immediately upon being incarcerated in this abode 
of restriction settled down to work. For this reason 
Maggie sailed through Plebe year without much 
trouble, while the most of us were writing home to 
Mother to break out the old folding bed. Still 
Maggie couldn't be satisfied and grew so fond of his 
padded cell during Youngster year that he decided 
to stick around a while longer by castmg his lot 
with the real half. Even at that he made it only by 
the slip of a slide rule, standing pretty well up. 

Maggie is an example of honest-to-goodness good 
nature, quiet efficiency, and generosity, and those 
whom he has guided over the shoals of Academic 
dangers swear by his Navigation. 

"Sure I'll do it." 

Buzzard (2); 
One Stripe. 



George Dunham Lyon 

Elkhorn, Wisconsin 

"Gy" 

THE gusty northwestern gales blew down from 
far away Wisconsin, bringing with them our 
little Gy, his departure from his home podunk for 
this locality being greeted by the Elkhorn Independ- 
ent as the first step towards the nationalization of 
that town. 

Gy is the name he answers to, not because of any 
undue affection for the Gyrenes but because the 
elements of mechanism in his cranium perform 
gyroscopic evolutions, the most noticeable of which 
is his ability to drag bricks. However, Gy says that 
he is going to drag just once from Elkhorn and then, 
he says, then he will be sat in dragging for the rest 
of his life. 

Our fair-haired Wisconsin prodigal has consistently 
participated in some form of athletics, starting out 
Plebe year on the weak squad and winding up his 
course on the extra duty squad. 

At the beginning of his Academic career Lyon's 
ship of state hit the rocks but by displaying cool 
nerve and the will to win, he has managed to navi- 
gate past the rocks and shoals. 

If consistency deserves reward, then some one 
should reward Gy, for his stick-to-it-tiveness along 
with good nature are his big virtues. 

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Addison Erwin Kirk 

Sioux City, Iowa 

"Adolph" "Eddie" "Dopey" "Fats" 

ADDISON is one of the Iowa boys, and back in 
. the old days of Barracks chow he used to have 
the stream hnes of one of his native state's cornfed 
winners. But since the perverted order of soup for 
breakfast and grapefruit for dinner, Eddie has be- 
come thin and sylph-like. 

No one could ever accuse Kirk of being wooden, 
for it takes a savvy man to cut out a 2.50 with the 
exactness of one of the Mayo Brothers. The 
Barracks gang will never forget how Addison used to 
slide over to the hospital for a month's rest and then 
come back and roll up a term's velvet by batting the 
delayed exams. 

In the way of activities, f^ddie has lent a hand to 
the preparation of the Lucky Bag, and he made 
numerals in class football. 

Although Kirk admits he is an all-round athlete, 
we won't argue this point, but every one will agree 
that he has few peers in the Latin American sports. 
When it comes to handing out the straight dope on 
anything in God's green earth, Adolph Eddie is 
right there. 

Well, if we ever hit the Bamboo fleet, here's 
hoping that when we lay aft to the quarterdeck 
awning for general quarters, we'll find Kirk and Fain 
trying out for the Championship of the Orient. 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (2,1); 
Class Football Numerals; 
Lucky Bag Staff. 



Marion Clermont Thompson 

Spencer, West Virginia 

"Totnmie" "Tom" "Tonkie" 

WE have never seen Tom in leather breeches, but 
we know he is a mountaineer — one glance at 
him is enough to tell that. Like most of his kind, he 
is laz^y — as lazy as a fat moke on a hot day. Give 
him his pipe and a book with three squares thrown in 
and it's a happy day for M. C. — provided he can lie 
down. He has well earned that privilege of smoking, 
too, by paying our supreme price — one big Sep leave. 

He is quiet and peaceful, but is always ready for a 
roughhouse or party. Speaking of parties, ask him 
about his forty-eight to visit his uncle in Frisco. It's 
good. 

M. C. is our modern Romeo — sentimentality being 
his greatest fault. He is always in love and always 
being disappointed. Everyone enjoys his affaires 
de coeur greatly, but it never fazes him. Some day 
the boy's luck will change and some unfortunate girl 
will marry our Tom. 

We could write a book about the good things he 
has done, the things that convention forbids us 
to write would fill a library. He has led a dissolute 
life. He will give you the shirt off his back but he'll 
expect you to give him three in return. Look out 
for Tom. 

"Hey! Dopey!" 

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Keith Rogers Belch 
Anacortes, Washington 
"Scafe" "K. R." "Roger" 

HEN the tide is out the table is set in Ana- 
cortes, which fact is probably responsible for 
his saltiness, for, be it said, fair reader, that fresh 
water soap won't lather on his beard. But speaking 
a la mode, the Sage has a compactness all his owri, 
and when he does open up on any subject — be it 
revealed religion or the modern shimmy — you get 
the final word, for no one has yet broken down that 
homely logic. Keith has even reasoned out Dago 
verbs — at least to his own satisfaction. 

As a fusser, Roger is unique and few know more of 
the fine art than he. "See 'em before breakfast 
before you choose and you will never go wrong." 

Many an ambitious member of the old Tenth has 
been lured out of bed in the chill of the morn to 
accept a challenge from the young comet and for 
his pains has been relieved of his monthly insult for 
Roger swings a mean racquet on the clay courts. 

Keith is for the Navy and the Navy is for Keith. 
Nothing is more certain, and when the day comes 
for him to pilot his command — be it fishing smack or 
crab — Anacortes will proclaim, "Oh Keith's a cinch 
and every inch a sailor." 

Buzzard. 



Elisha Edward Meredith 

Washington, D. C. 

"Ted" "Lish" 

ETERNALLY in love — that's him, and by no 
means is he always the loser. Don't misjudge 
him; he's absolutely as serious as can be when he's 
in love — that is about love. When he says a thing 
he means it — for the time being. Many's the 
time he and Dutch have gotten away with forty- 
two quarts (of grape juice) — to say nothing of the 
free lunch they carried on in their respective rooms 
after a successful hand. 

He works his fertile brain most of the time in 
trying out some of his new steps. Some of them 
wouldn't exactly float by the chaperone, but then 
he never was in that territory very much. But 
behind the stag line, in the so-called First Class 
corner, you could always find him going through 
the antics of a kangaroo or a camel. 

As you see from above, he's a member of the 
Scrap Iron Trio, and though they've caused more 
than one to hold their ears, still they've afforded a 
great deal of pleasure to each other, and as such has 
helped to pass the time away. This, he'll continue 
to do, and when we all get gray, we'll all remember 
Ted's loud yell in Smoke Hall — "I'd rather he there, 
than any place I know." 

Otie Stripe; 
Cleati Sleever; 
Class Football {2); 
Class Baseball (2); 
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Peter Michael Moncewicz 
Brockton, Massachusetts 
"Moncey" "Pete" "Count" 

BROCKTON FAIR! Have you never heard of 
it? Then don't admit the fact to Moncey, for 
he is a bit radical about that annual event in his 
home town. And to make Pete homesick, just show 
him the advertisement picturing W. L. Douglas 
pegging shoes at the tender age of six years — or was 
it seven. 

Speed? I'll tell the world he has it? Pete made 
his letter Plebe year, and has duplicated the feat 
each year since. Captaining the team his last 
season, he showed his dust to the best. 

At any week-end hop in the midst of a bevy of 
dallying, dainty damsels, you will see Pete. AH of 
Moncey's fair friends declare him to be "ideal", and 
it's no wonder, for that innocent grin only reflects 
the warm-hearted disposition behind it. 

Pete's favorite beverage when the local color is 
in the right latitude is a creme-de-menthe. At other 
times he does not stray from the dry and dusty road. 

Moncey hesitates to ask favors even of his closest 
friends, but on the other hand, he is one who has 
done many a good turn unasked, and is always there 
with the glad and helping hand. 

Two Stripes; Battalion Adjutant; 
Track Team (4, 3, 2, 1); 
Track "N" (4, 3); TNT {2); 
Director Y. M. C. A. (2, I); 
Captain Track Team. 





Leslie Kenney Pollard 

Salmon, Idaho 
"Polly" "Judge" "Ell Kay" 

GIVE Polly the back to nature life and he is the 
happiest man in the world. With these fond 
memories of babbling brooks, mountain glens, and 
moaning pines still fresh in his youthful mind. Judge 
can easily entertain us for hours, with his vivid 
descriptions of the Rockies and the Wild and Woolly 
West. It was only natural that he should become 
a regular member of the Denver Club, getting up 
early in the wee sma' hours of the morning to take a 
hike, and a plunge in the pool, which last is peculiar, 
as Polly has always been a charter member of the 
sub squad. 

Throughout his four years' sojourn with us, he has 
always shown himself to be a true son of the West — 
hale and hearty, rough and ready. He was a 
typical Red Mike his first two years here, but he 
surprised all of us in his Second and First Class 
years by bursting out bravely and dragging to the 
hops — consistently. 

"Fussin' Saturday, Judge?" 

"Darn right!" 

Here's to you. Judge! 

Buzzard; 

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Homer Otto Eimers 

Grangeville, Idaho 

"Freely" "Hod" 

IN the next cage, ladies and gentlemen, we have 
Homer Eimers, brother of the renowned "Soapy" 
and international spud-heaving champion. He's 
untamed as yet, but four years at the Naval Academy 
have taken a lot of the heart out of him; he's docile 
enough if you treat him right. He is the only living 
man to take the mail stage through "By Pass" 
without a hold-up. 

Needing an outlet for his energy, he tried football 
Plebe year, but rough-housing and bilging took so 
much of his time that he had to give it up. He 
found himself Second Class year and played center 
on the champion class team, of which he was captain. 
Not satisfied with one success, he took Gotch as a 
model and joined the wrestling squad, and sports a 
wNt as a result of his efforts. Lacrosse was his next 
victim and he went at it with wim, wigor and witality 
making a place on the table. First Class year saw 
him with the "A" squad and, breaking into the lime- 
light with some exceptional playing in the Princeton 
game, he progressed steadily to his much-prized 
N-Star. 

To quote Homer, "It will be a lucky wardroom 
that gets me. for I'm going in the Marine Corps." 

Three Stripes; 
Football N-Star (/); 
Football Numerals (2); 
ff resiling Squad {2, I); 
Wrestling Monogram (2); 
Lacrosse Squad (2, 1); 
Class Crest Committee. 



Lionel Lewis Rowe 

New Albany, Indiana 

"Lionel" "Lou" 

PAGING Mr. Rowe" Oh, there he is, the 
famed Senator from Indiana, his lips curling in 
an irresistible smile, his tongue running a race with 
his thoughts. We present him for your approval. 

He came to us a modest and aspiring youth, but 
the Navy gave him confidence and he appeared at 
the Class supper arrayed in a check suit and a 
brown derby with all the ease and poise of a race 
track follower. 

Indiana being noted for its humorists, Lionel 
made up his mind early in his career to uphold the 
reputation of his state, and results are evident every 
time he opens his mouth. His ever-ready flow of 
wit has brought him his marked success with the 
fair sex, and it's a common occurrence to see him 
plodding slowly along at a hop, his tongue wagging 
in time to his partner's laughter. 

So it's kleptomaniacs beware, for Tuxedo Tim 
has firmly established himself as the "best little 
detective in the state of Rhode Island." And Lou 
in later years when you head your rabble of gyrenes 
aboard there'll be a host of hands to help you over 
the gangway. 

Baseball Squad (4, 2); 

Soccer (i); 

Masqueraders (2); 

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George Dewey Martin 

Beverly, Massachusetts 

''Rip" "El I'it'jo" 

GEORGE DEWEY MARTIN, evidently in- 
spired by his middle name, decided that Uncle 
Sam needed him in his Navy, so he broke away from 
the old homestead in Beverly, Mass., and dropped 
his anchor with the Class of Nineteen Twenty One. 
Beverly, by the way, is one of those towns, which, 
like most all of the others, is just outside of Boston. 

It is very easily realized that some ancestor of his 
was born in Ireland, especially when he sings that 
old song, "On The Rocky Road to Dublin". Rip, 
however, seldom loses his temper, but when he does, 
stand from under. If you see his cheeks start to 
pufF out and his face lose all its color, then its time 
for you to start home or admit that he is right and 
you are wrong. 

On the Second Class cruise Rip expressed his 
opinion of a superior one day when he was awakened 
from his sleep up on deck. As a result he found that 
old slogan "You can't shoot up in the Navy," to be 
very true. 

Rip's friendship is one that is to be desired and 
it is not hard to secure if you play 50-50 with him. 

"Let's catch one." 

Buzzard (i, /),■ 
Class Baseball (f, 1). 



Earnest William McKinley 
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 

"Red" "Mac" 

WHO does not know the red-headed lad from 
the Smoky City.? From the time he first 
entered these encircling walls he has been a con- 
sistent and persevering argument for the charm and 
beauty of his native heath. Mac is a red-head but 
not a Red Mike, and his astonishing line with the 
fair sex has got him into, and out of, more scrapes 
with the petticoats than ordinarily fall to the lot of 
the average man. 

Earnest is an ardent exponent of the art of Jazz 
dancing. His agile grace of motion and gift of ample 
avoirdupois have combined to earn him an enviable 
reputation as a sure and steady pilot, even in the 
roughest weather. Beside this he is one of the 
squids, and any afternoon you may see him over in 
the aquarium vieing with the tortoises and the 
icebergs. 

We don't know whether Red is savvy or not. At 
any rate he is sat and that is enough for him. He 
has consistently batted the AU-Ack's for about a 
2.51, and on several occasions has been defeated by a 
narrow margin in the race for Twenty One's Anchor. 

With your knack of never worrying. Red, you are 
bound to make it easy sailing. 

"Here's ten on Pitt!" 

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Choir i-i, 3, 2,1); 
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John Lawrence Burtle Olson 
IsHPEMiNG, Michigan 

"Ole" 

OLLIE put the wilds of northern Michigan be- 
hind him in the summer of 1916 and was soon 
acclaimed as one of our future admirals by the 
Ishpeming papers. He put both the All-Academics 
and duty officers to rout for two years only to 
break a leg climbing the fence back of the barracks 
and spent over half a year in the hospital. It was 
thus that he became one of us at the beginning of 
the great flu season. He furnished protection to 
all the smokers of the Twelfth company that year 
and led the famous cross-country walks that took 
place during rifle range drill periods. 

There is no more cheerful man in the class than 
Ollie. He never wears the Sunday night e.xpression 
himself, and nobody around him ever gets a chance 
to be rhino. He is always ready to help you out 
whether you want extra instruction in calculus or a 
skag that you forgot to buy the last time you were 
out in town. 

Ollie is one of the few men in our class who saw sea 
service during the war. On the Huntington he was 
the one who spotted the submarine that turned out 
to be a chart house. 

Ollie is not a ladies" man but he has always been a 
good pal among men. 

Buzzard. 



Eugene Brownlow Oliver 

Baxter, Tennessee 

"E. B." "Krick" "H. S." "Ollie" 

ARE you acquainted with the word Rhmo? 
. You've probably heard of it and felt it at times, 
but here it is in real life. Had Baxter been in Africa 
where the rhinoceros is more common, that would 
have been a part of his name. Gene, as his 
feminine friends are wont to call him, has the call of 
the wild in his blood, and when he raises his voice in 
a lusty call there is always an answer. 

For four years his locker door has been covered 
with a multitude of what he calls queens, but a 
Plebe told him they were a flock of Irish confetti. 
But 3.60's or 1.0's, his daily half dozen letters show 
how he stands with them. If you don't believe it 
ask him what happened when he got a couple of 
addresses mixed up. At any rate he gets there just 
the same. 

He has made a host of friends while in the Academy 
who will be glad to have him for a shipmate, for 
they know he is always ready and willing to lend a 
helping hand whether it be for work or play. 

"You always kill hawgs when the moon is full." 
"Huh?" "Ask Tex if you don't believe it." 

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Michael Holt Kernodle 

Graham, N. C. 

"Mike" "Hoodlum" "Iron-Mush" 

THIS big Irishman must surely have kissed the 
Blarney Stone. He is a jolly classmate, a fine 
friend, always a gentleman. Slow and easy-going 
in speech, but a lion when aroused. Mike is an 
unassuming chap who doesn't push himself into 
limelight as so many of us are prone to do; but like 
the prompter is content to stay back in the wings, 
taking things as they come, putting in a word here 
and there where it is needed. 

As to athletics, his activities in football Plebe year 
are notable and praiseworthy. He was severely 
injured which caused the class of Twenty to lose a 
good member and the class of Twenty-one to receive 
one, also later, in his Second Class year and First 
Class year he again broke into limelight by his 
activities on the class football team. 

Mike is a practical man — studies are of second 
thought to him, but his averages hardly ever fall 
below the 3.0 mark. Steady and constant in what- 
ever he undertakes, never despondent, you can 
always hear him say — "Can't make me mad — come 
let's catch." 

Football Numerals; 
C. P. 0.; 

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John Marshall Campbell, Jr. 

AsHEViLLE, North Carolina 

"Jack" "Cam" 

REGULARLY every month Jack blossoms out 
. with a brand-new theory about something or 
other, and a brand-new masquerade. He early 
attained fame for the number of pretty girls he 
brought to the hops. Fusses as originally as he does 
anything else, goes to every hop and knows all the 
girls. When he looks at you with those bland blue 
eyes with an air of wonder, don't be deceived, for 
they are no true index to Jack's character. He has a 
Southerner's love of ease, but actually mustered up 
sufficient energy to play class basketball for two 
years — played a good game too. 

He has considerable talent as an artist, and has 
helped much with the Log. He is an efficient man, 
not wooden, and decidedly non-greasy. Frank to 
an extreme, you soon know if Jack likes you. Widely 
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Buzzard; 

Log Staff {4, 3, 2, /); 

Class Basketball (2, I) 




Clement Foster Cotton 
San Diego, California 

"Rahhlt" "Jack" "Bunny" "Clem" 

" T X 7^H\ Juice IS fruit if you only refer seemingly 
W complex theories back in the underlying basic 
principles." Great shades of Steinmetz! 

"And where did you say that other coulomb 
went? Following just such an interrogation we 
have been the grateful recipients of his untiring aid 
trying to locate that elusive electrical unit. 

Now natively speaking — Rabbit is a Californiac 
and therefore a fluent source of information on all 
that pertains to the outstanding features of the 
South West; beauty in general, and bathing girls in 
particular. But in spite of the great lure of God's 
Country, Rabbit admits there are other places. He 
never wearies of relating incidents of his Navy Yard 
cruise. 01' Broadway had to cope with him more 
than once while his running lights were burning low. 
"Where do we go from here — Maxime's or the Pre 
Cat.?" 

Getting closer to his true nature we find that his 
chief sources of enjoyment are characterized by 
speed, to wit; motor cycles, electricity — and some 
women. Conversely he dislikes anything which 
lacks B. T. U.'s. 

First Class year Rabbit became exposed to the 
golt epidemic. He made much progress in trench 
digging and grass planting, but as a golfer he plays 
a splendid game at the nineteenth hole. 

"No thank you, I use Richmond Straight Cuts." 

Three Stripes; 
Buzzard (2); 
Choir {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff. 

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"Cupid" 

FOUR years ago who would have predicted that 
the quiet little lad that walked into the wilder- 
ness would turn out to be the Cupid we know so 
well.? Before that time his favorite pastime was 
tramping from town to town. However as he grew 
older and shoe leather began getting scarce. Ken 
decided to find a new tramping ground. West 
Point and Crabtown were the only contestants, and 
Navy won. 

While on the summer cruises, "Little Stupid" was 
stretched out taking a nap either in the foretop or in 
the after defense, and if you didn't find him there 
you could be assured he was on one of those famous 
dinghy parties far from the sight of the ship. If 
you have never been on one of those rowing trips 
with Hall and his gang, you have missed lots of fun 
and excitement. 

The young man is not exactly a savoir, but the 
Academics never bothered him and he never bother- 
ed them. He is that sort of a fellow who seldom 
bones hard, never worries, and always gets there at 
the tape. 

"Hey Johnnie, how's the tendency.? Alright, 
bust out the Fats, 'cause the D. O.'s in the third 
wing." 

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Ward Carr Gilbert 

Chicago, Illinois 

"Hooh-y" "Gloom" "Napoleon" "Gill" 

E'VE often wondered if they know what music 
is in Chicago. To say the least this son of the 
Sucker state is a real plugger. In fact his middle 
initial stands for Consistency. Any hour of the day 
that he is not caulking he can be found with his feet 
propped up on the window sill with an instrument of 
torture, held closely against his midship section, 
from which he draws forth caressingly — sounds. 
The trouble is — pardon us — the point is he keeps 
at it. 

Some time ago Gloom displayed symptoms of a 
new affliction, the diagnosis of which revealed the 
fact that he had been bitten by one of the bacillae 
of that pernicious disease, golfitis. Having pro- 
cured the necessary impedimenta he now sallies 
forth unafraid to participate in the Sport of Kings. 

One glance at his physiognomy would reveal the 
fact that Ward has dabbled in the gentler art of 
fisticuffs. His pugilistic tendencies have led him 
hither and yon — mostly yon! Ask him how many 
stars there are in the heavens. 

For sheer nerve Gill gets the brass toothpick. 
Formations have been the bane of his existence. 
When he does attend one he's late. But Gill will 
be there for graduation. 

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Oakland, California 

"Daffy" "Duffy" "Duff" "Slim 
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have a fitting slogan for our California native. 
His home is where his hat usually is, although he is 
an adept at making himself at home anytime, any- 
place, anywhere, hat or no hat. He is a motor- 
cycling, volplaning, seagoing cosmopolite. 

But now we come to the Higher Nature of the 
man. His desire to imitate that most envied of all 
creatures, the eagle, is surpassed only by his desire 
to don the half-inch braid and the knot. As a flier 
he has remarkable ability. As an aviator we know 
he is qualified, judging from the high and lofty ideals 
he has maintained since his incarceration. We know 
however, that Looping Fluid, Scooting Scotch, and 
Flying Fizz, all go to make a real aerial party, re- 
connoitering or otherwise! A fitting slogan at this 
juncture might aid the imagination; Fly or Flop. 
"Give her the gun boys!" 

As a pal Daffy is all there. Never a party too gay, 
never a shore liberty too expensive, but what he is 
right there with the Duff. 

He has made a good start towards success for 
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William Loyd Moise 

Ottawa, Kansas 

"Mose" 

THIS rummy emigrant from the Sunflower State 
arrived in our midst with a deck load of bear- 
skins, Indian scalps, and lace handkerchiefs where- 
with to garnish his bachelor apartments. Upon 
finding this impracticable, he turned his hand to the 
decoration of memory books. 

Mose is inclined to be visionary at times, con- 
cocting schemes for anything from the prompt 
accumulation of a million to the brewing of vicious 
varieties of home hooch. He experiences no diffi- 
culty however in maintaining his grip of mundane 
matters. 

Since those hectic days of our division, there has 
never been a time when he or they have had reason 
to regret his choice, for he has been verily one of the 
boys. He swims, rows, teas, fusses, bones, drills, 
works, or loafs with equal enthusiasm and eclat, 
and although not narrow mindedly sot in his ways, 
he has certain clearly defined principles by which he 
governs his goings and comings with such rare 
judgment and tact that he usually steers a rhumb 
line course. 

"What did the governor of North Carolina say to 
the governor of South Carolina.'" 

"Say Boy oh? I'm raring to go!" 

Crew Squad (4); 
a. p. 0.; 

JVater-Polo (I). 



John Stewardson Crenshaw 

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Haa'kshaw" 

HE doesn't smoke, he doesn't drink; he doesn't 
work, he doesn't think. Yet few men can 
display as much real common sense as Jack has shown 
on occasions. He never analyzes; just says this is 
right and that is wrong, and 99% of the time he's 
right. 

Born with an oar in his hand, in Philadelphia, 
where people row for the love of rowing. Jack also 
loved an oar. Even though he did weigh less than 
150 pounds, he couldn't be kept away from the crew 
sheds, and when we got up our lightweight crew, 
Crenshaw was the stroke. 

Jack always fitted into any party, whether it was 
a tea fight, rough house, extra duty session, or a hop, 
but where he excelled was in the gentle art of 
listening. Under his influence the closest mouthed 
man in the class could rival Daniel Webster. Along 
about time for taps he would stroll into the rooms 
with the sad remark "Gee, I've been listening to a 
horrible line and that guy thought I was taking him 
all in." 

Put Jack most any place and he'll make friends. 
Give him friends and he will keep them. If you 
want something done ask Jack to do it and then 
dismiss the matter from your mind, for just as surely 
as he ever bilged a math exam, he will do it. 

Two Stripes; 
Buzzard (2); 
Crew Squad {4, 3, 2); 
Rifle Squad (4, 3): 
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Carl Koops 
Buffalo, New York. 
"Cootie" "Cups" "Carl" 

C^OO'l'IES! "It's no disgrace to have them, but 
> it IS to keep them." However no one can 
really accuse Carl of keeping them because it takes 
hair to support them. 

It is easier to stray than to reform, but under the 
careful ministrations of the members of the third 
wing he improved rapidly except for his legs. Those 
legs! If the knees went together the feet flew apart, 
but frankly he wouldn't get his knees together. 

Women! If Car! had a middle name that would 
be it. However he makes up for his lack of names 
and initials by signing himself 2 P. O. C. Koops, 
at least he received a letter addressed that way. 

Given fifty pounds more weight Cootie would have 
made good material for the Varsity. Have you 
ever seen anything looking like a cross between a 
grasshopper and a flea tearing madly through a field 
of big huskies who look as if they could blow the 
runner down.'' If you have, it was Cootie playing 
the game of his life in class football. Not only in 
football do you see the little Arrow Collar boy, but 
watch an interclass lacrosse game. There he is, 
with a lacrosse stick larger than himself, his bow legs 
flying like pistons swatting right and left, and Lawd 
help the man he hits. 

One Stripe; 

Buzzard (2, 1): 

Class Football Niniirrals. 



Gkorgk Curtis Lewis, Jr. 

LocKPORT, New "\'ork 
"Curt" "Louie" "Morphy" 

SNAKES are many, but super-reptiles few. Now 
I ask you, "Isn't fussing on week-ends enough.'" 
Yea verily. However, every p. m. after drill, this 
miniature Miles Standish would change from the 
attire of man's work to the bluish garb of the love 
maniac and go forth in a murking haze of Herpicide, 
Ed. Pinaud's, Fu-Fu, and sweet dreams to the round 
house, where he would take up his duties as the 
undaunted Yard Engineer. 

Morphy's non-combatant nature and general get- 
up did not allow his taking part in the harsher forms 
of athletics, but he was always on hand in the stands 
of football practice, though it is a question as to 
whether he was interested in the team or the ever 
fluttering nonsense on either side. 

His eyes are always burning brightly, scorching 
the dainty wings of the fair moths who fly his way. 
Did you ever notice how sombre and soulful "them 
orbits" are.' 

But, gentle reader, that is not all, for Curt has his 
semi-serious periods. That part of his make-up 
situated between the ears, functions rapidly and well. 
His battles with the Academic Department were 
never in doubt. 

His friendship is one well worth having. 

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BuELL Fromer Brandt 
New York, New York 

"friiiuy" 

BUKLL FROMER BRANDT came to us from 
Albany, New York. His conquest there being 
overwhelmingly complete and his early genius soon 
recognized, it became necessary to change the base 
of operations and to provide a wider and more 
comprehensive field for his continued development. 
Naturally, the only place suitable for such a promis- 
ing career was the Navy School. So that is how we 
got Whitey, the ghost of Banquo. 

The boy is by no means an Apollo, but he is easier 
to look at than a whole lot of us are — especially his 
roommate. His sleepy blink is by no means an 
indication of mental sloth. There is nothing 
Whitey doesn't take in. In other words, don't be 
fooled the first time you see him. 

On one or two occasions he has been mentioned in 
the morning orders for his various activities, usually 
on the working end of a Fat, or the inability to 
respond to reveille. As for extra duty — well, ask 
him. He did see the Bucknell game. 

Whitey is happy, sincere, and genuine, without 
guile or pretense. Those of us who know him best 
cherish his friendship and all of us welcome his 
association. 

"Let's work on him, Leo. Just pounded Hell 
outa two D. O.'s." 



Leo Bernard Farrell 

New York, New York 

"Leo" "Duke" 

BACK in the early stages of 1917 Leo decided that 
New '\'ork being replete with the so-called 
"slick city fellers" one more or less out of the City 
Directory wouldn't make any difference, while to the 
Navy he could give all the advantages of his early 
youth in the vicinity of the world's most famous zoo, 
none other than the Bronx, toward keeping the 
mascots on board ship m check. And so we have 
him. When once one clamps his orbes onto Leo's 
visage one has a distinct view of Manhattan Island 
and all that goes with it — but not in the usual East 
Side t\-pe. 

Early in his career Leo won for himself the 
"champeenship" of the Association of Story Tellers 
and Dispensers of Witticisms and there has been 
none to dethrone him since his rise. 

The regs and Leo somehow don't agree as to the 
specifications on all the actions of midshipmen, hence 
the Midshipmen's Store has reaped profit in worn-out 
shoe leather. 

Heaven must hold something in store for you, 
Leo, for your cruise on Mister Tod's boat and 
as a member of the Christmas squad you've had your 
Hell on earth — hut come on with the gang. 

"Grasp it like you would a bowling ball! Where's 
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Thomas Alfred Parfitt 

Brooklyn, New York 

"Tom" "Tommy" "Taps" 

''VTOW when the Schoolship dropped her hook in 
-L^ Marseilles harbor, all hands . . ." and that 
same old line is underway again. Tommy was an 
Old Man of the Sea long before he ever heard of the 
Naval Academy, and came to us with a good ground- 
work of practical knowledge. 

Tom is a great fusser, and a strong adherent to the 
old gag of safety in numbers. When it comes to 
handling the "wimmin". Tap gets the crocheted cap 
cover. 

Tommy savvies the French all right but he doesn't 
speak their language. The Dagoes have caused him 
many a grey hair, but he succeeded in bluffing even 
the slickest of them, the redoubtable Heim. 

The fencing team has claimed Tap's athletic 
endeavors, and he wields a rather wicked willow. 

Tommy fell for Honolulu, and swears that he is 
going out to the home of the Hulas when he gets 
ready to feather his nest. 

He is always in some kind of a rough-house and is 
ever ready for any kind of a party. A more loyal 
friend never stacked arms. 

"I'm a fast worker." 

"Do you play games.?" 

Buzzard; 

Fencing Squad (2, 1); 

Manager Fencing Team (/). 



Delw^n Hyatt 
New York City, New York 
"Red" "Deck" "Dizzy Deek" 

DIZZY DEEK! His name sounds as though he 
would take off his shoes at a formation or 
turn in when sick call sounds. But our dashing 
Devilish Deek has many more brain throbs than the 
famous nickname Dizzy might suggest. For a fact 
though, Plebe year he did shave without putting a 
blade in his Gillette, and never knew the difference. 

Those blonde locks slicked to a pompadour 
clearly betray snakish tendencies, although it did 
take until the middle of Second Class year for some- 
one, (we will not say who) to cause him to deviate 
from the path of the Red Mike. But when the boy 
did start he sure did blossom forth. 

Deek's love for pasture pool brought him to grief 
early in First Class year, but he still swears by the 
good old game. The whole Executive Department 
fell on him, but Dizzy never batted an eye, and 
carried on in his usual manner. 

Old Red is good company anywhere, on watch, 
making a liberty, or in a battle royal. His cheerful 
disposition and equable temper have made him a 
friend of all who know him. 

"I'm not Dizzy." 

"Fore!" 

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Francis Horatio Stubbs 

MORGANTOWN, WeST VIRGINIA 

"Stubby" "frankic'" 

BALK in a little West Virginia town, one bright 
summer day, a fierce contest was being staged. 
The score was nothing to nothing. Two outs and 
the bases full! A small man with a big hickory, eyed 
the pitcher. A rapid delivery and — Swat — four 
men scored! Name? Stubbs, Q. R. D. 

Youngster year Frankie stubb-ed his toe sliding 
to base and missed an N-Star by a broken fibula. 
Second Class year Fortune smiled on him however, 
for he now wears that coveted decoration. 

There is no getting around the fact that Stubby 
is gifted with gab. Two subjects, in main, form the 
nucleus for much heated discussion on his part; the 
Navy, and women. "You'll be a two striper in 
sixty-nine," is one of his stock arguments. Frankie 
heartily agrees with us that a commission must be 
worth working for. 

As for w^omen, he says, "I don't see how you can 
do it boys!" When it comes to Red Mikism he is 
a Study in Scarlet. Some day Frankie you're going 
to meet the O. A. O. — we leave the rest to the 
imagination! 

Perhaps the greatest tribute we can pay him is the 
sincerity of his friendship. His outer casing may 
be face-hardened due to four years of Naval conflict, 
but he has a Golden Heart. 

"Boys, the Navy's shot !" 

One Stripe; 
Baseball N (4, 3); 
Baseball N-Star {2). 



Richard Rodnfy Dennett 

Washington, D. C. 

"Rod" 

ROD comes from Washington — a tall handsome 
youth, with long arms, and a fear for women! 
Imagine this young Adonis with eye-tempting 
dimples (not knee type), a confirmed bachelor! His 
silence on the subject gives birth to our suspicion of 
perhaps a secret past. 

The regs against making up rooms on Saturday 
give Rod very little worry; so you see he is decidedly 
non-reg. Rod is no book agent, but if you wish 
enlightenment on the various memory courses, just 
suggest the matter in his presence, and if he hasn't 
forgotten you'll get the dope. 

One must know Rod to see a rare alternation 
between utter laziness and hard work. He com- 
bines the two with peculiar ease, and is either 
coasting with a two-five, or on a heavy drag with a 
few two-twos. When not escorting the winged 
track-shoes. Rod prefers his with lemon, and never 
has Java crossed those cherry lips. 

Tall, handsome, wooden. Rod shoves off (West 
Coast) leaving an indelible impression on his con- 
freres. 

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Carl Stier Drischler 

St. Louis, Missouri 
"Drisch" "Boche" "Hun" 

CARL is a man whose steadfast devotion to duty 
and scrupulous adherence to conscientious effort 
have earned him the respect of his classmates. 
"Stick to the joh." "No cit life for mine." Other- 
wise just Drisch, the Brewery Boy from Old Saint 
Looie. Saint Looie is in Missouri, of course, and so 
was Drisch's heart before it moved to Virginia. 

As a shipmate, well, Drisch once coaled the 
Alabama unassisted, and he even broke that record 
on the Connecticut. Musical.' — Watch him lead 
those mandolin fiends; Sousa's Class March or the 
Hula Blues; he's there. 

He has never been an athlete, but that sym- 
metrical form has more than once been noticed on 
parade in that curious aggregation of the third 
Batt, "The Foreign Legion." 

Like a few more of us Drisch stars Senorita Fatima, 
and in any old, quiet spot — a few pals and a supply 
of skags — you will find him an attentive listener or 
a willing narrator of the "last hop" — or "the 
next." 

When his ship drops into port you will always be 
sure of that big grin and a "Chase those blues." 

"Hello, old top, you're lookin' great." 

Ma7idolinClub{4,2J); 
Leader Mandolin Club; 
Battalion C. P. 0. 



Hubert George Schneider 
Warwick, New York 

"Cupid" "Snide" "Hubert" 

IT is remarkable what years of science and inven- 
tion have wrought in their arms of photography. 
Witness the above. Mr. Bennett says he can give 
'em anything from a shine to a shave and haircut, 
and in truth we do believe it. 

Cupid early took a shine to crew and under Joe's 
tutelage was soon able to catch crabs with the best 
of 'em. In spite of drawbacks. Snide made the 
squad and the training table and hence missed some 
of the joys of Plebe year. 

Hubert saw the advantages in adhering to the 
little green Bible Second Class year; and while his 
less discreet friends were garnering in the D's and 
walking extra duty, he was enjoying himself amongst 
the elite. Consequently he now sports two stripes 
and is commissary of Pino's Foreign Legion Staff. 

For four years he has entertained those who 
chanced to attend chapel on Sunday with a whiskey 
tenor and Plebe year he was among the few who 
enhanced the appearance of the glee club. 

May good luck ever direct his number lO's along 
the pathway of life. 

Two Stripes — Battalion Commissary; 
Buzzard (2); 
Choir {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Glee Club (4); 
Crew Squad (4). 



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Theodore Rudolph Wirth 

Minneapolis, Minnesota 

"Ted" "Turk" "Moke" "Duck-Face" 

NO, the Turk is not from Turkey, although he 
did try to make a poor, unsuspecting, young 
girl believe so. If Johnson comes from Alabama 
and is not a Swede, what is Wirth who comes from 
their home? In a more serious mood, it doesn't 
take long to find out from where he hails, "Now, in 
Minnesota . . ." 

Crew is his out-door sport, but being light of 
weight, and with the time required for Wirth's Own 
Lucky Bag, he could not put his all into both, so his 
entire efforts came to the Bag. "Go ahead and 
knock, every knock is a boost, and advertisement is 
what we want." 

There are two things Ted would be delighted to 
do for you, first in telling you his experiences as a 
detective on Second Class cruise, (No, not looking 
for his own clothes), and second in rendering a solo, 
for you know that he couldn't sing a note before he 
came in the Navy. 

If you are out-o-luck at the last minute, in any- 
thing from dragging your best girl, to managing a 
class supper, see Ted and rest assured that you 
couldn't have done better yourself. 

"I tried to reform that Buddie of mine, honest-to- 
God I did." "Where's Pinkie.?" 

Manager Lucky Bag {2, 1); 

Log Staff {4, 3, 2); 

Crew Squad (4, 3, 1); 

As St. Crew Manager (3, 2); 

Three Stripes; 

Company Representative {3, 2, 1). 



Wakeman Blanchard Thorp 

Hyde Park, Vermont 

"Jim" "Pinkie" "The Kid" 

THE last time that Jim worried or assumed a 
responsibility was the first day he entered the 
Naval Academy, when, after having testified he had 
neither tobacco, money, or possibilities; sworn he 
was neither married, cherished, nor flat-footed (and 
stood with right hand raised, swearing service to the 
will which so nearly failed him twice), the Supe 
reposing special trust and confidence in the fidelity 
and abilities of Hyde Park's pride, did thereby 
install him in command of the latest increment of 
war babies, directing him to march his command to 
the Marine orderly for further instructions. 

The intervening years have left little trace of their 
trials in the attitude, opinions, and ideas of Jim. 
His big worries have been the demands on his twelve 
hour a day sleep schedule and violations of the mob 
rule upon the part of the four hundred. 

Pinkie is famed for his grandfather, his eight 
starred black N, a file of Navy Department corre- 
spondence, a speaking-to acquaintance with every 
D. 0., and his taste in men and women. 

In him, future ward rooms will find competition — 
and not a little friendship. 

"Gosh, I sure did sleep well last night." 
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John Griffith Ames 
Jacksonville, Illinois 

"John" "Griff" 

HYSTERICS are sometimes fatal and almost 
always out of place, but they are merely part 
of the day's work to John. The oldest story will 
bring tears to his eyes and convulse him with sobs of 
unrestrained laughter, and there's only one way to 
cure him — hit him harder than he laughs. 

Of course there were times during the first part of 
his Academic career when Ames, as we all will at 
times, allowed his imagination to picture himself 
wearing countless gold stripes. But, alas, too much 
love of the weed and a too fatal attack of the spring- 
time fancy, coupled with an uncontrollable desire to 
room with Brownell, caused said stripes to come in 
the form of a bird. 

Half owner of the strong-box victrola and in- 
ventor of a bird-slaying device, with which he nearly 
caused the death of a promenading D. O., mark Griff 
as a genius of the first magnitude. 

If in the future John should turn and look back 
upon his Naval Academy days, let's hope he never 
forgets the eventful night when sliding down some- 
one's stone steps was a real and unequalled pleasure. 

Buzzard (2, /). 



Thomas Church Brownell 
Providence, Rhode Island 

"Tom»iy" "Brotvnie" 

IF in glancing through these pages the reader has 
become slightly bored with the sameness of most 
of our histories, and yearns to read of a checkered 
career, we respectfully invite his attention to this 
one. 

Tommy's has certainly been well checkered. 
Back in the neolithic ages he arrived at Buck's and 
began to prep. The exams came and went and 
Tommy still remained a cit. Next year he had 
better luck, and spent a short time with '20, till the 
semi-anns got him and his equally savvy wife. Then 
he came back with us, and so far, has stuck though 
the minnions of E. E. & P. have made things inter- 
esting for him. 

The boy has Anacreonic views of life and when on 
leave consistently puts them into practice. 

Tommy is of a sedentary temperament, and much 
averse to exertion in any form. He cares little for 
boxing, and about as much for athletics, though back 
in his first Plebe year he aspired to be a coxswain. 
Apparently his favorite "occu-yu-pations" are 
engaging in heated arguments with somebody, and 
conducting extensive explorations in search of a place 
to catch. 

Tommy is not very savvy, but thanks to desultory 
boning, much luck, and the grace of God, he has 
come through successfully. 

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Charles Fenton Mercer Spotswood Quinby 
Norfolk, Virginia 

"Spot" 

BROUGHT up as a Navy Junior, and from 
Norfolk at that, is it any wonder that Spot 
should take to sea like an old sea lion? However, 
his first impression of the Academy was not flatter- 
ing, having been impressed by some of '18 when he 
started to his first formation putting on his blouse. 
"Say, Mister, what're you doing out of uniform? 
What's your name, anyway?" "Quinby." "Quinby 
what?" "Charles Fenton Mercer Spotswood 
Quinby, Sir." Long pause, then, "My Lord, you 
win! Go back to your room and get into uniform." 

Spot is some little swimmer. Why, when he 
started out for swimming he made the startling 
discovery that he had more potential energy crying 
to be changed into kinetic, than a D. 0. has plans 
for ragging the unwary. He changed it just at the 
right time, too, for he broke three records and made 
his N during his first season. Licidentally he was 
one of those who represented the Navy at the 
Olympic games. 

Spot is a true sport througii and through, always 
ready and willing for anything that turns up, taking 
his share of hard knocks with a smile, and sharing 
his good fortunes with everybody in sight. 

Buzzard (2); Battaliofi C. P. 0.; 
Swimming Squad (2, 1); Swimming N (2); 
Navy Olympic Team; 

Academy Record Breast Stroke 40, 60, 100 
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Charles Hiram Perdue 

Macon, Georgia 
"Hiram" "Charlie" "Rat" 

EVERYTHING is Peaches Down in Georgia." 
\o\.\ all know that tune. Well, Hiram is not 
the exception that proves the rule this time. As is 
typical of all those who hove from below the Mason 
Dixon, Charlie is a true Southern Gentleman. Just 
mention Georgia if you want to see his ears prick up. 

Rat came to us as a sapling early in Plebe summer 
for the worthy hands of our old friend Eighteen to 
mould into a reg and obedient Plebe. And such 
Nineteen found him. Always willing to take his 
share of the running with a smile and eager to rejoice 
at its ending, as all good Plebes, that's Hiram. Sol 
and Jack made things lively for the entire room 
whenever excitement was needed. It's a wonder 
we didn't lose Charlie in the melee. 

"Who said snake?" "No Charlie just went out." 
"Where to?" "Why that's easy. To mail that 
little billet doux to Macon." 

In all seriousness here we have a man who has 
done his part with a will and a determination to do 
it right. Hiram has shown his many friends that 
he is a man at heart and a friend to friends. 

Go to it Georgia! 

Buzzard. 



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Carl Herman Sanders 
Martinsville, Indiana 

'•Pete" "Ducky" "Savvy" "Ton" 

SAVV^ Is one of our luimber who has always in- 
cluded Baltimore in the Capitol City's limits, 
and, the occasional trips in order to take in the 
latest shows, were the boast of his Plebe year. 

When the sheep and the goats were divided it was 
the little green book which decided that the longest 
way home was the sweetest way around for Savvy, 
and it might be added that the nickname Savvy 
isn't exactly a misnomer. 

Speaking of athletes get Willkie to tell you how 
Sanders led the Martinsville High School five down 
at the interscholastic meet — even brought their own 
water along with them, and then won the cellar 
championship. 

However Savvy has managed to play a good game 
as forward in the class games without any milk cans 
of imported water. And in the way of further 
activity he has lent a helping hand in the prepara- 
tion of the Lucky Bag. 

In the ways of women Von's perfect features have 
detracted their attention from his pair of outside 
calipers, but his friends from the McGoin Golf Club 
have always been a social set-back. 

"Who's got the ivory dotted Easter eggs." 

Buzzard (2); 
C. P. 0.; 
One Stripe: 
Basketball Squad (J); 
Interclass Basketball {2, 1); 
Corn pa nv Representative {2); 
Lucky Bag Staff. 



Frederick Smith Bartlett 

Castine, Maine 

"Sam" "Bah-IIah-Bar" 

FOOD, ho! Who's got any food.?" Thus, Sam 
from Castine introduces himself. It is un- 
known how Frederick Smith Bartlett was re- 
christened Sam upon his arrival at this place, but 
it has stuck with him through thick and thin. 

Sam made himself famous the first week of Plebe 
year when, answering "Where you from.'" he said 
(and still continues to say) "Bah-Hah-Bar, sir." 

When with women, Sam is out of his element. He 
craves not to hear sweet nothings from gay young 
things. The end of Second Class year proved this 
when a girl tried to hold his hand. He left immedi- 
ately for the movies or some other milder form of 
amusement. 

But, Academically speaking, Sam is a bear-cat. 
He even thinks he should be wearing a star, but 
some way or other, all Profs seem to take a dislike 
to his recitation and under-rate his abilities. 

His athletic career has been somewhat curtailed 
due to his bad habit of breaking bones; but when he 
has been able to indulge, he has put a kick into the 
game which was stamped with the Navy brand. 

"Pass the chow." "I'm not fat — say " 

Tzvo Stripes; 

Company Representative; 

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Floyd Franklin Ferris 

SCARSDALE, New YoRK 

"Foo-Foo" "Vamp" 

THIS prepossessing lad with the nominer Foo-Foo 
should really claim New York as his native land. 
But being a blood and somewhat given to dropping 
his r's, he has quite convinced us that 'ole Virginia 
stands predominant as the land of his baby rattle 
and teething ring. 

Floyd as a fusser has met with marked success, 
and were it not for his inherent traits as an oolong 
fighter, he undoubtedly would have been more 
aggressive in his counter attacks on the Academic 
Departments. His success may be attributed to 
keen eyesight, dexterity, and diligence. 

He has, however, experienced his share of trials 
and tribulations in satisfying that ravenous appetite, 
the developing of which to a state of perfection we 
all admit to be a great accomplishment. 

Floyd's gonk may be likened unto the material 
of a Trottoir, but this assimilation is unquestionably 
due to the call of the siren. Foo-Foo has ever been 
an unfailing believer in wine, women, and song, as 
every true snake could hardly be otherwise. 



Blair MacWattles Fuller 

North East, Pennsylvania 

"Blackie" "McTwiddle" "BMacfF." 

BLAIR blew from North East, although it is 
really North West, the land of the North East 
Breeze. He was one of the first members of '21, 
having entered on the day that our class was born. 

Blair has never had that dread of the Academic 
Departments which most of us find creeping on at 
times. 

Perseverance is one of his main attributes. He 
even stuck to the bugle corps until Second Class year 
when he was awarded the distmction of carrying the 
books for the more successful musicians. 

The rougher forms of athletics have never occupied 
much of his time, but an inclination towards the 
lighter have made him pre-eminently successful, 
particularly in that exciting game of African Golf. 
He has also been interested in the Mexican branch of 
athletics, his line being so good that one is at a loss 
to know just when he isn't indulging in his innocent 
type of running. 

Fuller is an appropriate name for this cherubic 
youth pictured above — he being fuller good nature, 
pep, both of which go to make a successful oflScer. 

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Julius Albert McNamar 
Newark, Ohio 

''Mac" 

HERE is a man who is thoroughly, unequivocally, 
absolutely, and pre-eminently professional. 
He knows this Navy. He knows it better than most 
of us. He knows every ship that flys the American 
flag, merchantman and man-o'war. He can tell you 
her displacement, her armament, her date of com- 
mission, her present condition, and in many cases, 
her personnel. Just before the first half graduated, 
Mac's room was a veritable information bureau for 
the embryo Ensigns. 

Mac reads Naval books and studies Naval tradi- 
tions. He is a firm advocate of all old Navy tradi- 
tions and Academy customs as more than one Plebe 
will testify. He believes that the Navy was built 
on tradition, so when he isn't boning he is busy up- 
holding Navy traditions in the good old Navy style. 
"Education," says Mac, "is a great thing." And forth- 
with he proceeded to do his best toward helping the 
Plebe. He had only to speak and all within hearing 
jumped; only to nod and all in sight acted, for Mac's 
reputation was known far and wide. 

Possessing a subtle sense of humor, appreciating a 
good joke. Red Mike pessimist and distinctly sea- 
going, Mac makes a good shipmate. 

"Say Mister, snap out of it. Brace up! Why, 
when I was a Plebe — " 

Buzzard. 



William Van Hamilton 

Palestine, Texas 

"Ham" 

WHEN Ham came back from the hospital Plebe 
year, he didn't have much of a chance. He 
said so himself. And then, just to prove that he 
could pull sat, he decided he would; which, of course, 
is equivalent to saying he did. Since then he's 
managed to weather the 2.5 side of Dago. 

To mention Ham and not mention the ladies, 
would be an insult to both. For no hop is complete 
without Ham and he stands among those immortal 
few who have never been completely bricked. Maybe 
its his good looks; maybe its his good judgment; 
perhaps its both. He's had hundreds of oppor- 
tunities with all of them, but still swears by that 
little girl and the home in Texas. 

Ham is a good fellow. More than that, he's a 
good sport. He's the sort you like to be with and 
the sort you like to deal with. He is wholeheartedly 
behind everything, and it is the spirit of just such 
men as he that has helped to put things on and keep 
them on their successful pedestal. If being a good 
fellow were all that were necessary to get by. Ham 
would have lots of velvet, because he has principles 
which prove him among his associates to be a man. 

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Buzzard {2); 
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Herbert Watson Taylor 
Newark, New Jersey 

"Zach" "Ifo:i'i/' "Hugh" 

HERB TAYLOR, two-striper, fusser, and savoir, 
decided on the Navy one summer's day, and 
since that time has reposed quietly in our midst. 
"Still water runs deep" was never more applicable 
to anyone than it is to Zach. He has never been 
known to talk above a conversational tone except 
when giving the old first Squads East. 

He might have been in the first half with a little 
more energy, but he divided his time equally between 
Cosmo, femmes, and sleep, with the result that he is 
one of the leading lights of the wooden men. Ask 
Simmons about all the actresses on his locker door. 

Oh, yes, it might incidentally be mentioned that 
his unassuming role and innocent look got him by 
with several little stunts. That Frenching trip to 
Baltimore was a great success Second Class year — 
only two men in the company knew he was gone. 

Being troubled with insomnia, he went out for 
the Lucky Bag staff and has done hard and consistent 
work helping Dave and Co. get out the Big Book. 

Herb, you were a good classmate and the best of 
shipmates. May our paths cross many times in the 
future. 

"Terry has such lovely hair." 

Tu'O Stripes; 

Buzzard (2); 

Expert Rifleman; 

Company Representative {2); 

Lucky Bag Staff, Production Manager {]). 



Charles Smith Alexander 

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Jleck" 

BUCK'S finishing school, that's Aleck! As a 
Plebe he carried such a brace that '18 made him 
a p. O. Since that time Aleck has admitted his 
ability. We have labored four years to convince 
him otherwise, but in vain. 

He emigrated from Logan — not many miles, 
but many years, from Philly. As a result of his 
disinclination for physical labor he has gone from 
toil tilling to golf and he shakes a wicked club. 
Incidentally Aleck is no mean athlete but due to this 
same disinclination, his talents remain unsung. 

'19 developed in him a champion pie eater, but he 
has failed to confine his efforts to pie! All we've 
said for four years is "You win!" 

Aleck has been scholastically consistent — always 
near the bottom! He used to juggle his Dago mark 
to six decimal places to pull sat. This was easy for 
him because he belonged to the Omnimeter Club. He 
spent so much time arguing it's cause that he failed 
to learn it's use! He admits he's wooden — so do we. 

An ardent supporter of the Pre Cat and the 
Volstead Act, Aleck is always one of us. When the 
gang is ready he is in their midst and set for what'er 
may come. 

"Mr. Alexander! Knock off eating — come up for 
air and give the other Plebes a chance!" 

Buzzard; 

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William Nessler McKelvv, Jr. 
At Large 

''Mac" ''Wild Bill" "Spike" 

cKELVY came into the Academy with tlie 
avowed intention of joining the Marines, and 
none of the lucid and explanatory arguments that 
have been set forth by his friends have been able to 
dissuade him. Whoever named him Wild Bill 
should receive at least a gold wrist-watch, for it fits 
him exactly. He has a rolling gait that would make 
Davy Jones weep with envy, the line of a jewelry 
clerk, and as for dragging — the only time he isn't 
at a hop is when the Executive Department decrees 
otherwise. 

Lacrosse comes to him naturally, but if there were 
some other games where bludgeons were used in- 
stead of lacrosse sticks, he would certainly drop 
lacrosse. 

Mac is a staunch advocate of things as they are. 
Any change in regulations or uniform brings all his 
natural rhinoism to the fore. Like some of us, he 
has had to work hard for his two-five, and several 
times he has been in danger of shortening his course 
involuntarily. However, he has always come back 
with a punch, and is still with the ship. 

His generosity and good nature, make him a good 
friend to have, and the Marine Corps is not getting 
the wrong end when he shifts from "navy blue" to 
"forest green." 

Buzzard. 



David Wells Roberts 
Denver, Colorado 

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LITTLE Robbie, as we all h. 
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natured, he has never had an enemy. 

Whenever we thought of that old adage "The good 
die young" w^e feared for Wells. He never had an 
evil thought and was reg because it hadn't ever oc- 
curred to him to be otherwise. He was savvy, too, 
and the combination brought him two stripes. No- 
body ever doped out how he happened to get in the 
second half, but even at that, he was the only mem- 
ber of 21-B who wasn't a Bolshevik his Second Class 
year. 

David was a weekly fusser and we who were on 
the Minnesota can thank him for leading us into 
many good times First Class cruise, he being the only 
man in the squadron with relatives in every port. 
He was also an ink chewer of renown. Those tooth- 
ful faces that he drew for the Log changed many a 
frown to a smile. 

Robbie is truly one man whose disposition the 
Navy didn't ruin. Clean living, straight principles, 
and a generosity that knew no bounds have kept him 
out of that slough of despond into which many fall. 

"Aw-w-w!" 

Two Stripes; 
Log Staff {3, 2); 
Art Editor Log (1); 
Buzzard (2). 





Casper Henry Eicks, Jr. 

New York, New York 

"Casper" 

CASPER is a native of Greenwich Village and, 
although he has a great many eccentricities, he 
is not an artist, Bohemian, or one of those males who 
wears a leopard skin and plays tag with the Greek 
dancers. 

Casper is about as talkative as Dobie, and for four 
long years he has listened in silence and without 
question to the wild tales of parties that would shock 
a Sultan, and which always took place in the "Bo- 
hunk Colony" of Greenwich Village. 

Casper has had no path of roses with the Academ- 
ics, but by hard work and perseverance he has won 
all his rounds. And it is his stick-to-it-iveness that 
will bring success to him in the end. 

The bearded lady is the only femme he has any 
love for, and it has been in the secluded catching 
spots that Casper has become acquainted and made 
friends with a good many of us. 

Eicks as a Plebe wrote his name in the Hall of 
Fame by putting in a three cent special requisition; 
of course he didn't enjoy the fame but he was pleased 
by doing something unique. 

Casper was a globe trotter before he entered the 
Academy, so it's the China station for him. 

Buzzard (2, 1). 



Paul Ewing Howell 
Kansas City, Kansas 

"Paul" 

WHEN Paul wandered in here with his own 
little motion, it recalled to the Upper Classes 
the days of the old Maine. For only the Maine 
coming up the Bay has a motion that rivals Paul's. 

Paul has never had to do a whole lot of boning, for 
3. O's come as easy to him as milk to a cow, but there 
was one drawback. That little stumbling block 
was in the shape of Dago, and to watch the motions 
and contortions of his hands while he was endeavor- 
ing to focus his thinking apparatus in the Dago 
vernacular was certainly a treat. 

There is one little thing that bothers this boy 
considerably, and that is the fact that he is muchly 
afraid that he will bump his head on the overheads 
aboard ship, his si.x foot three not being very 
adaptable to the short distance we have between 
decks. 

Not once in his career has he been known to worry. 
He moves about with that quiet, unassuming air of 
"It won't matter a hundred years from today" and 
just takes things as they come. 

He is a firm believer in the adage "Never trouble 
trouble 'til trouble troubles you." 

"Bueno, Senor How-well. Now don't try to see 
how bad you can do today." 

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Joseph Michael Began 

Effingham, Illinois 

'"Joe" "Mountain" 

EFFINGHAM is on the map! It has been ever 
since the day big, bulky Joe arrived to fill a 
space in '21. Big is right. A fair young Annapolite 
once querried: "Why does he walk with his legs one 
at a time.?" But we know, for Joe and the com- 
missary scales aren't strangers. 

Joe is the exception to the rule that fat men swim 
easily; he is a charter member of the sub squad, and 
is strong in that "plunge for distance" — to the bot- 
tom. Who said nobody loves a fat man? Why, 
this old porpoise has so many romances up his 
sleeve that — well, you'd be surprised. However, 
Joe did gather in the company brick with a star 
Youngster year, so he'll make "Who's Who" just 
one year late, as a result. 

We never saw Joe hit a lick of real work. But 
that's the fat and Irish. It's awfully tiresome to 
fat men, you know, and on the Kearsarge, Second 
Class cruise, Joe could always be found around the 
forward bull rmg with his heavy carcass comfortably 
eased down on a sea chest, smoking or willing to 
smoke any given number of skags. The Head of 
the ship usually claimed his attention during a 
coaling exercise. 

Football Squad (4); 
Class Football (1); 
Buzzard. 



Henry Theodore Wray 

FiTCHBURG, Massachusetts 

"Bunny" "Tarzan" 

IF Bunny were a poet he could touch the heart of 
humanity with the mournful agony of his Aca- 
demic woes after each monthly lottery of Profs. This 
son of Massachusetts is as unfortunate in drawing 
compatriots of One-0-Joe, as he is lucky in picking 
the winning team of any intercollegiate contest in 
the country. 

With a voice that is as uncontrollable as his 
temper, he can be found at all games giving forth a 
veritable staccato of advice and encouragement to 
the team and infusing in those about him some small 
measure of his enthusiasm. His foresightedness was 
aptly demonstrated on the last cruise when he spent 
a month and a half in the fire-room "to gain experi- 
ence and to become proficient in things mechanical," 
as he would have others believe, but to those who 
understand his canniness, "to draw fresh water from 
the firemen's wash-room and to escape the necessity 
of standing deck watches while in port." According 
to Bunny there are three kinds of liberty — Liberty 
Engine (camshaft assembly). Liberty Loan (to his 
roommate), and the liberty he enjoyed on the 
cruise. 

If you are in a party and out for some fun be sure 
and add Bunny to your list, because his Irish wit 
and impromptu speeches are something to look 
forward to even in the best of society. 

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Sterling Tucker Dibrell 

Little Rock, Arkansas 
"Suve" "Esse Tee" "Sainf 

STERLING TUCKER DIBRELL, the gentle- 
man from Little Rock, Arkansas, came among 
us in order to find out if any form of education was 
indulged in outside of Bellbuckle, Tennessee. 

His favorite topic starts out, "Man, you ought to 
hear that jazz band down home. When we throw a 
dance the neighbors for five miles around complain 
of msomnia." 

Dib sounds like a regular snake to a stranger but 
he attended only enough hops to be ineligible for a 
Red Mike. He is a staunch supporter of the 
Radiator Club and Mexican Athletics, only leaving 
us when the D. 0. talks him into going out for the 
Cross-Country Marathon, for which he qualified 
Second Class year. 

The old saying, "You can't keep a good man down" 
has been proved beyond a doubt. Dib jumped from 
a 2 P. O. to a 1 P. O. after two months of Academic 
year, and then turns out every morning as the D. O. 
starts down his corridor. 

Dib is a good man to make leave with and a good 
pal — always ready to lend a hand, whether it be to 
help one into or out of trouble as the case may be. 

Buzzard. 



Walton Barclay Pendleton 

Globe, Arizona 

"Doc" "Bay" 

THE world changes but the Doctor stays the 
same all of the time. Upon entrance Doc 
acquired the art of shooting the proverbial line. 
Having been properly educated Plebe year and 
having learned to handle the lariat in the wild and 
woolly west, he can talk from mavericks to seagulls. 

Doc is not much of a snake, but once in a while 
goes over to show the girls a good time. His main 
performance is spouting his budding French to the 
more elite of our Western products of Eastern 
finishing schools. 

He dropped his troubles when he buried Dago and 
by leaving the girls alone, figures on having none for 
quite a while, of course providing they leave him 
alone. 

Early to bed and late to rise is his motto. In 
fact, he always uses his sleeping-in privilege. 

He specializes in humanitarianism and his philan- 
thropy is boundless. His chief delight is extracting 
others from the well known bight. Sleeping sickness 
loses an admirable candidate, but the Navy gets 
a good man. 

"Well Boys, the Navy's shot to Hell." 

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James Ellis Baker 

Fort Worth, Texas 

"Bake" 

DID you ever hear of a Co-ed Military Academy? 
No? But Texas has one and James ElHs 
Baker has been suspicious of all women since that 
four years of his sweet young life spent at intensive 
training, in a school where girls do extra duty under 
arms. Not that Bake is a Red Mike — he's just 
inclined to be skeptical on the subject of love. As 
yet no vamp has thrilled him, and he has been caught 
blushing only twice. 

Bake is not non-reg — he just rolls up D's because 
of the inflicting regs. He even told a D. O. that it 
was no use to be reg, as every time he turned around 
he hit the "rebound" for an unheard of regulation. 
Between friends we will say we have yet to see the 
regulation Bake hadn't learned from experience with 
the extra duty squad. 

As a musician Bake is an all star. He played 2nd 
Clarinet in the general store band of Grapevine, 
Texas, and started the practice again his Second 
Class year with a borrowed instrument. He could 
reach high C and hold it for an entire evening. And 
if the Plebes hadn't come to the rescue of his room- 
mate, and stole the infernal contraption. Bake would 
still be running those three phase finger practice 
scales. 

Buzzard. 




Sidney Wright^Harvey 
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 

"Sid" "Harv" "Tod" "Slim" 

ARE you the brother of Lawrence Harvey [in 
-'17?" This is the question Sid had to answer 
many times Plebe year. He was ratey as they make 
them but his good nature when ragged, coupled with 
Academic year at the barracks, pulled him through. 

Sid showed football abilities early and made the 
squad Plebe year, but a differing with the coach cut 
them short Youngster year. His classmates backed 
him up, however, by making him Manager. Lacrosse 
season also found him with the training table gang 
and, by the way, just ask anyone how good "Mother" 
could beat up eggs. 

"Will arrive Saturday with twenty girls." That 
famous telegram that started many a good man 
dragging blind was received by Sid early in Young- 
ster year. Twenty Philadelphia girls were in- 
veigled by this potential snake. 

Sid took a fatherly interest in Plebes from the 
time he became a "^'oungster until segregation. Every 
Plebe of either '22 or '23 who existed in the first 
wing, felt sure that he was well taken care of. 

Sidney has now chosen other fields of endeavor. 
The good ship "Outside" has called him and he has 
answered. May the outside find him as good a 
companion as we have, and here's to his becoming a 
captain of industry. 

Manager Football (2, 1); 
Football Squad {4, 3); 
Lacrosse Numerals (3, 2); 
Football N timer als\{4, 3); 
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George Hetherington Lyttle 
Meeker, Colorado 

"Meeker" "Lit" 

MEEKER, where is it? God only knows, but 
that is the place where George used to pitch 
horseshoes with the best of them. Meeker — from 
what we have gathered from the best podunk 
arguments, has waterworks and on one side of the 
Main Street has a solid block of imposing business 
houses. 

However, Meeker, accordmg to George, is a 
thriving county seat and in spite of the forty-five 
mile ride on the stage coach you'll like it when you 
get there. 

It's the same way with Lit, as soon as you meet 
him you'll like him. If you get him right after chow 
when he is up on the fo'c'sle, bum a Fat from him and 
get him to discuss one-horse towns, politics, women, 
or religion and you can't help but enjoy it. 

Meeker missed '21 A's three year excursion by a 
couple of sidereal seconds but he has since been 
riding on in the first day coach of '21 B's milk train. 

George's main diversion has been the Lucky Bag 
and he has led the gang of satirists who have made 
biographies out of eulogies and deprived the Service 
of a host of wonders but have turned out a real 
biography section. 

"Speaking of cities — why out in Meeker " 

Buzzard (2): 
Lucky Bag Staff (2); 
Biography Editor (/),■ 
C. P. 0.; 
One Stripe. 



George Magruder Brooke 

Spokane, Washington 
"Sailor" "Scupper" "Ollie" 

OLLIE entered this fair institution of learning 
with the first day's installment. Under the 
tender care of '18 he soon learned most of a Plebe's 
functions — of course, in those days hazing was of 
such a mild form that Mothers didn't fear for the 
lives of their darling sons and Upper Classmen 
weren't rated on a par with the Kaiser. 

"V'oungster year Smiling Shinton and some more 
of the clean-cut boys started in helping Scupper out 
by way of Maryland Avenue, but Scupper came 
back with a 4.0 on the e.xam and since he has been 
rated as a back corridor math shark. Since '2rs 
best have resumed the old course Ollie has had easy 
sailing and velvet to burn. 

Brooke's three main worries in life are: his hair, 
sleep and love. In regard to his hair, two more 
years of Herpicide and he will have nothing more to 
worry about; when it comes to sleep, Olhe can caulk 
twenty hours and then go to sleep on his feet; and 
speaking of love, that far-away look in his eyes tells 
that his thoughts are always dwelling on her and a 
prospective California bungalow. 

Scupper is conscientious and dependable in all his 
work. He is rather quiet and reserved but as the 
old sage so well said, "It is the full bottle that rattleth 
not." 

Buzzard {2, 1). 





William Robert Cooke, Jr. 

Llanerch, Pennsylvania 

"Doc" 

DOC is a rare specimen. He says he likes the 
Academy and its life, and he really does. He 
never knocks, always taking things as they come. 
He even enjoyed the food Youngster cruise. 

Dago has been the one stumbling block in the 
Doctor's Academic career. Had it not been for 
Espanol, he would have graduated the year sooner, 
as he only missed the first half of the class by two 
numbers. 

Having been brought up in the old 10th, he is a 
believer in "Plebes is Plebes." Also at one time he 
was a firm believer in Hiram's principle of maximum 
comfort until Joe and he talked things over in the 
rotunda one Saturday night. He has recovered 
somewhat but he will never be the same. 

Being from Philadelphia, he drags frequently and 
is a confirmed snake, although he has no regular girl. 
He loves them all. 

Doc is always willing to help anybody out, whether 
it be taking your duty Saturday night or dragging 
that "friend of a friend". But all you have to do is 
ask him and he will do his best. 

Company Representative (2); 
Buzzard (2); 
C. P. 0. (7). 




Lucius Keene Scott 

Gouverneur, New York 

"L. K." 

IT beats H " and L. K. vents his righteous 
wrath on the stumbling blocks to the Navy pay 
bills. Politics, literature, and good nature are his 
weaknesses, and he is no mean little dissertator on 
the first two mentioned. "One of these anaemic 
highbrows did you say.?" not by a crook of non-reg 
slum. If you are feeling particularly rambunctious 
and want to maul someone, don't work out on 
Lucius. 

Like the majority of us, he is an ardent lover of 
the king of all indoor sports, and the Sabbath is his 
day of rest in the full sense of the word, but should 
your duty and dragging conflict, you will find him 
ever willing to wear the little white belt even into 
the wee sma' hours of Sunday a. m. 

Hailing from that part of the Empire state where 
one still finds real bred-in-the-bone '^'anks in the 
majority, he has no sympathy for those misguided 
mortals who inform one (confidentially or other- 
wise) that the whole universe gyrates about lil' ol' 
N'Yawk. 

Gouverneur now boasts of several sons of literary 
and political talent, a rural free delivery, and the 
daily news published weekly. Some day, no doubt, 
her big boast will be L. K. 

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Angus Meade Cohan 

Savannah, Georgia 

"Georgie" "Ki-yi" "Coozie" 

WHEN George first entered these halls of 
learning, his blushes were intense and frequent. 
However he soon became Luther's guardian, and 
after that he never blushed on his own account — he 
didn't have time to. For three years he has steered 
the latter around many pitfalls and disasters. 

George's two objects in life are fussing and 
wrestling. A real snake who cares not what they 
look like as long as they can dance and use fou-fou. 
On the cruise he left a string of broken hearts all 
along the west coast, not to mention Honolulu and 
Panama — we won't. 

Ki-yi is also one of the hardest workers on the 
wrestling squad. They turn the new comers over to 
him to see what they know. A picture of him in his 
working outfit would be eagerly accepted by Physical 
Culture. 

His greatest ambition is to wear a forest-green 
uniform and idly watch the harassed Navigator 
hunting for Alpha Bootis, or to lead a charge of 
" The first to fight", against some perturbed natives 
in a far corner of the globe. 

George is a true friend — no good news is complete 
without his sharing it, no trouble deep enough for 
him not to shoulder more than his share. 

One Stripe; 

Wrestling Squad (3, 2, 1). 



Luther Adolphus Brown 

Auburn, Pennsylvania 

"Brozvnie" "Luke" 

HERE comes our fifty thousand dollar kid — the 
only man in the Naval Academy who can make 
his wife pay alimony. That's our Pennsylvania 
W-olunteer right from near Potts-w-ille, that is to 
say, Auburn. 

"Have you a pencil, Mr. Brown?" "I do, sir." 

He speaks the language of the Bugle Corps, you 
see, and so they don't always get him the first time, 
but he doesn't mind coming again. 

Born for the photographing staff of the Police 
Gazette, he still turns out his masterpieces by the 
dozen. There's hardly a big event around this hole 
that Brownie hasn't nabbed with that perambulating 
studio of his. He's some artist when it comes right 
down to the real dope at the picture game. 

The whole deck responds when he gets a box from 
home with its usual representation of everything 
from potato chips to pretzels and each and every 
item is introduced by "This is good stuff — my Dad 
made that." 

He doesn't run on 40*^^, luck but takes the whole 
99.44%. Without exciting himself he always kept 
sat and conserved his time for Extra Duty and a 
streak or two of liberty now and then. 

"Say, fellows — this is real!" 

Buzzard; 

Bugle Corps {4, 3, 2, 1); 

Log (1). 



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Robert Ferdinand Hickey 
Gazelle, California 

"Bob" "Hick" 

JUST one look at this man is enough. One can 
easily see that he is Irish, a good-natured rough- 
neck, and a hell raiser in every sense of the word, 
that is, after he caulks off enough to regain the energy 
he loses due to the fact that the D. O. wakes him 
up every morning a few minutes before formation 
with the pleasant words "You are down." 

He is from California. If you could hear him 
shout that awful line you would thmk the whole 
universe revolves about that one spot, Gazelle. He 
got away big until he went to the west coast First 
Class cruise. After asking many about this place 
known as Gazelle, we at last found one who had been 
there once but said the trip could not be made again 
because the old man who drove the ox wagon from 
Hickville to Gazelle had died. Bob never speaks 
of Gazelle any more. 

Bob is the only bow-legged snake in existence. 
His absence from the hop is as rare as rain on the 
Sahara. 

"Well, that's the largest pair of outside calipers I 
ever saw." "Shh! Those are not outside calipers. 
They are Hickey's legs!" 

Buzzard; 

Hop Commiltee (3, 2, 1); 

Sub Squad (4, 3,2, 1). 



Myron Edgar Thomas 
Yreka, California 

"Tommy" "Purity" 

HERE is Tommy, the only man ever seen in 
Smoke Hall with a package of Bull in his 
locker and a pair of outstretched hands for one more 
Fat. 

When going North through California, and you 
hear the conductor yell "Change cars for the Bmge- 
ville Trolley," you know then that our bow-legged 
friend's home,Y-reka, is close aboard. None of us 
have ever been this far from civilization, nor have 
we ever heard of this place, but Tommy says that 
it is the seat of Sis-ki-you county. 

Tommy was a real snake until First Class year, 
and then he was forced to give up dancing on account 
of sore feet. He was also on the water wagon Plebe 
year because of his First Class friends, and those 
same sore feet caused him to take a seat on the 
wagon First Class year. 

You would never think that Purity was a doctor, 
but just ask any of the Connecticut gang about the 
prescription he fixed for them in Panama on his last 
cruise. 

We don't feel like omitting Tommy's battles with 
the Ac Department and we will say that he is one of 
these savvy 2.5 men; that is a man who never had 
much trouble with studies. 

"Hey, Bob, don't you know — Ginnne!!" 

Buzzard. 





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George Conner Stevens 
Cave Spring, Georgia 

"Shad" "Steve" "Thaddeus" 
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HERE we have him, fellovirs! That long, lean, 
Georgia Cracker; quite musical and a wonder- 
ful dancer. If you don't believe it go over to the 
gym any Saturday night. Steve has always been a 
firm supporter of the five years' course and Mexican 
athletics, and like most of us his greatest fault is 
women. 

Absurdly sentimental, Shad is frequently to be 
seen gazing out across the moon-lit Chesapeake, 
seeing visions of broken romances, but Steve will at 
least be a good navigator for he is well acquainted 
with the positions of all celestial bodies. 

Considering the adverse conditions, one of his 
type needs must encounter in this institution of ours, 
Steve nevertheless has marked abilities along 
certain lines quite beyond the scope of this write-up. 

Steve's first attempt at a Naval career came to 
grief in February 1917, when he resolved to leave the 
bean outfit for good. However he decided we could 
not have a Navy without him, so back he came, and 
he has made good this time. 

Buzzard. 



Hugh Peters 

Greenville, South Carolina 

"Pete" "Huge" "Red" 

YOU have probably seen this belligerently mili- 
taristic youth before, wandering around the 
lanes of old Bancroft as if he owned the earth. 
Hughie tries hard to be "hard". Even when a Mid- 
shipman, Fourth Class, he had the reputation of 
being one of the ratiest Plebes in the fifteenth com- 
pany. Very likely it is his red hair that gives him 
his "Bolshevist" tendencies. The women, especially, 
find him hard to control. In the moonlight he is a 
regular cave man and they all say he has a wickedly 
fluent line. 

Red is the kind of a guy you like to have around. 
He's full of pep and never lets anything get him down 
in the mouth. Perhaps this is one reason he's such 
a sea lion with the femmes, immune against rebuffs. 
It's true that such things as Nav and Steam used to 
wreak havoc with him quite frequently, but after 
proving the Nav Profs wrong or the Steam books 
incorrectly written, he has always emerged with the 
old optimistic attitude again. 

"Well, Pete, old top, you have a host of friends 
among us. Here's hoping you will always take your 
bearings with a steady eye and never be lured onto 
the rocks by the sirens!" 

Buzzard (2); 
One Stripe. 



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Robert Eugene Canty 

Elgin, Illinois 
"Bob" "Skipper" "Sailor" 

LET us introduce you to our infant prodigy, the 
■J Skipper, equally young of heart as of mind, but 
of an age long forgotten during the early years 
of his youth. The first of a long line of ancient 
mariners who plied their trusty oil-burning ships 
safely through the treacherous cocoanut palms of the 
cold and bleak plains of Illinois. 

A good old cigar, the gift of some kind friend, 
issuing forth a sweet aroma of rope, a seven-day 
growth which has baffled his one and only rusty 
blade, and we have Sails himself. Always perfectly 
happy, a care-free disposition, a hobby of continually 
throwing the bull, and being on time for his eight 
minute late blast are his greatest assets. Worry he 
knows not, but anything in the feminine line is a 
danger signal to our friend, and he is off at once in 
the opposite direction. 

When running under the proper lubrication it 
must be admitted that he shys at nothing. He never 
swerved from the path of a model son until the night 
of the 1919 Army Game, when he and the Nig were 
introduced to Greenwich Village, and the Skipper 
was knighted Bohemia-in-Chief. 

All who know him are his friends, and being his 
friend know to find him that they must look for 
Ensign Canty corking peacefully under the boat- 
deck spud locker. 

One Stripe. 



Robert Granville Willis 
Burlington, Vermont 

"Shorty" "Bobby" 

'T)^ gosh I tiiink that is an injustice and I told the 
J3 D. O. so." He's off! Bob is always excited 
about something. It may be the price of lots in 
Haiti but he is excited anyway. 

Shorty would rather fight than eat, — and how he 
likes to eat! Extra duty held no fears for Diz. He 
had a good preparatory course at Norwich. 

But when you dig down deep into that excitable 
soul, you find that Bobby has a big supply of com- 
mon sense. He knows how to dope things out and 
he has pulled through a lot of hard places where the 
calm, imperturbable mind has failed. We refer you 
to the Executive Department, the Academic Depart- 
ment, and the Matrimonial Bureau. 

Bob plays the fiddle a little, studies a little, boxes 
more, and talks most. Once we nearly lost him 
through his inclination towards cit life and several 
times through the inclination of the trees. But he 
came up smiling and always will. 

Sometime when you take an evening off, ask Bob 
about the first Army game or Second Class Xmas 
leave. You have a treat coming. 

"Mister you may be big but you don't get hard 
with me or I'll invite you over to the gym." 

"It ain't a Youngster rate." 
Buzzard. 





Walter Smith Keller 
Hartford, Connecticut 
"Shorty" "Pinky" "Slim" 

WHO is that tall, lanky, individual with the 
black hair? "Hey, mister, did you have a 
brother in '17 who was in the 9th Company?" 
Keller swears every Upper Classman he encountered 
during Plebe year said he was in the 9th Company. 

As a snake, he is, and then he isn't. He's one of 
these fellows you never can place. He usually falls 
for the fair sex and during his four years, even Plebe 
year, he has dragged both heavy and light. At one 
time he had things pretty well messed up, but so far 
has come through with a clean slate and says he isn't 
even engaged. Ask his roommate about it. 

As for the Academics, they never did bother him 
much until Second Class year. Dago was the bane 
of his existence. 

In the athletic line he was conspicuous by his ab- 
sence. Most of his spare time was spent in explain- 
ing B. H. and inventing D. O.-proof doors. Ask 
any D. O. about the door to room 3254. 

However, in spite of his faults he has always been 
a true classmate and is always ready and willing to 
go out of his way to help a friend in need. 

"If he'd 'bean' a little shorter he'd a 'bean' a big 
man." 

Buzzard (2, 1). 



Julius Lillard Thompson 
Bowling Green, Missouri 

"Swede" "Julius" "Gooph" "Sunny" 

BOWLING GREEN, the home of a new court 
house. Champ Clark, and Julius, is a thriving 
city of two thousand souls and four drug stores. Our 
hero left this village, accompanied by the band and 
the good wishes of the natives, and ambled down 
amongst the crabs and clams of Crabolis. 

He has ambled in the same way ever since. 
Imagine a wounded hippopotamus attempting to do 
a cut out step a la Prof Bell; a horse-laugh like unto 
the Missouri mules he used to raise; and a pair of 
tortoise-shell glasses, and you have Julius. 

His apparent lack of ambition and his inevitable 
ability to get in bad with the Executioners brought 
him early fame. Jig-Jig's notebook also added to 
his prestige — "No energy, no pep, no good, no harm." 

Gooph is savvy, a fusser of note, and an excellent 
man to make a liberty with, especially if — . Big of 
bulk and big of heart; he has made many friends 
since that famous August day he became one of the 
forty percent. 

"Now, Julius, you stop or I'll scream." 

Biizzcird; 

Sub Squad (2, 1). 





Stuart St. Claire Purves 

Cincinnati, Ohio 

"Doc" 

SHADES of Captain Kidd and Hlackbeard, who 
is yon budding buccaneer with the seagoing 
gait and unusual waist hne?" "Don't you know 
him? That's Doc Purves of Cincinnati." 

Coming as he does from Ohio, "The Dean" might 
well be mentioned as presidential timber, but being 
imbued with that deep founded love of the sea — born 
the first time he saw a lighter of coal bound down the 
river — he has consecrated his life to Neptune. 

Although not one of those pests who are cheerful 
before breakfast, he is at heart an optimist and that 
quality has made him a host of friends. 

Doc never startled the All-Academics by his 
scholastic achievements, but he did develop a 
method for doping out exams which always worked in 
the pinches. He has done little in athletics but he 
is an enthusiast on the subjects of golf, Luke McLuke, 
and the infidelity of the fair sex, and is willing to en- 
lighten you upon any of them. 

A loyal friend, considerate, and conscientious at 
the right times, we shall remember him as at least 
one bright spot in our four years of gloom. 

Buzzard. 



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Donald Loring Erwin 
Kinsley, Kansas 
"Red" "Rouge" "Mike" "Ike" 
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thorne, Kipling, Oscar Wilde and hosts of 
others are his pet diversions. He will talk you deaf, 
dumb, and blind on Einstein's theory of Relativity 
or the Bacon-Shakespeare Controversy. 

Rouge forsook the sandy wastes of Kansas for the 
life of a sea rover. He could not stand the tobacco 
prohibition of his native state so the Navy chalked 
another up. There's one born every minute. 

Through the stormy and trying life of Plebe year 
Red emerged with his smile intact. Full of hope and 
ambition for future conquests he entered upon his 
Youngster year. He dragged once, but the next day 
found him in the hospital. Nothing daunted, our 
friend from Bloody Kansas was up and at 'em again 
in a week. 

After Christmas leave he had the 8th Company by 
the ears with a story of the finding of his heart's 
desire. Was it Scotch or Airdale, Red.? Some of 
us really thought the old boy had fallen. 

Red is a professional pessimist but he seems to be 
happy because he is never disappointed. 

Yo! ho! and a bottle o' rum. Are you sure it 
ain't Wood Alcohol ? 

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Charles Joseph Marshall 

Greensburg, Pennsylvania 

"Charlie" "C. J." "Ham" "Sunshine" 

HARLIE has always been one of these quiet, 
unassuming chaps, whose highest aim in Hfe 
is to eat, sleep, and remain on the weather side of 
the Academic Reef. Among those who know him 
he's identified as Gloom, partly because he isn't, and 
partly in recognition of that air of deep introspective 
reflection which is as much a part of him as his green 
service. 

As a charter member of all the reg organizations, 
this youth favors the Cosmo and Radiator Clubs, 
though for three years Charles has checked in and 
out over at the gym during the daily sessions of the 
sub squad — the water is most too cold to qualify, 
he explains. 

The Navy may thank Greensburg for the donation 
of this home product. Although he shuns the spec- 
tacular, somehow or other he is always getting things 
done, and apparently with minimum effort. He will 
never express his views on our fellow suffragists of 
the opposite sex, but we are led to believe that he 
has lived and learned, or perhaps lives to learn. 
Who knows? 

C. P. 0.; 

Expert Rifleman; 
Sub Squad (4, 3, 1). 



Horace Leland de Rivera 

Atlantic City, New Jersey 

"Dee" "Colonel" 

ATHLETICS.? Great Ghosts of the Grecian 
l\. Gamesters! Here is a man who has played at 
everythmg from marbles to man-killing football. In 
fact he has tackled 'em all. For instance; the great 
day of tryouts was at hand, the milers were lined at 
the tape — Bang — they were off and the race was on! 
Interim, four minutes. One strapping fellow was 
leading by twenty-five yards. It was the last lap, 
closer and closer to the tape — and over; but still he 
sped onward. He had one more lap to go! 

Dee has not alone "excelled" in athletics. The 
lure of Pan's Pipes has also exerted it's magic spell 
over him. He loves music, and loves to show that he 
loves music — he owns a uke! 

The ambition of the Colonel's life is to be a soldier 
of fortune. From quaffing Red-Eye to quelling 
rebellion he will encounter many bloody adven- 
tures. He has already chosen the Marine Corps as 
the best educator for this line of work. Imagine, 
President elect of Colombolivia, Le Colonel de 
Rivera! E Pluribus Unanimous! 

Dee comes from New Jersey and has often tried to 
impress us with the bigness of life there. Yea verily, 
we found it so for we have been bitten more than 
once by those elephantine skeeters. Fine country! 

"Waal, haw're yuh battin' 'em.?" 

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Track Team (2, 1); 

Class Championship, Sabers (2). 



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Melville Edwin Eaton 
Chicago, Illinois 

"Mel" "Monty" 

PERHAPS at some of the football games you have 
noticed someone following the plays up and down 
the field and carrying an object so resembling a 
grind organ that you involuntarily looked for the 
"Missing Link." That was Eaton, (not the missing 
link), or Monty, as we have come to know him, 
taking some "snaps" of the games. 

As you undoubtedly will have guessed, his hobby 
is photography and his earnest efforts in this field 
have caused him to be dubbed the "Boy Photy- 
grapher." 

On both Youngster and Second Class cruises, he 
made himself conspicuous by his absence in the 
presence of work. He has a grease with the "padre" 
on the Alabama, and as ship's librarian and dis- 
tributor of candy and skags, was extremely popular. 

In the pandemonium immediately following the 
Army-Navy game, Monty invaded the camp of the 
Kaydets and emerged from the melee victoriously 
waving the Greyleg's megaphone. 

Second Class year he determined to live down the 
reputation of being one of the wooden men of the 
Second Class, but failed. 

Buzzard {2, 1). 




Harold Avery Carllsle 
Port Huron, Michigan 

"Abie" "Carlota" "Hal" 

ABIE made Port Huron famous and he admits it. 
. He was quite slim Plebe summer but before four 
years were up he had surreptitiously stowed away 
considerable avoirdupois. If it ever became neces- 
sary to complain about the chow it was imperative 
that Hal be first hidden under the table to avoid 
queering the argument. 

Once in a while he got ambitious and tried to 
reduce. He tried track, wrestling, tennis, and 
singing, even foregoing his daily glass of milk, but 
all to no avail. 

Abie was as much a Red Mike as Romeo. When 
he returned from Sep leave he used to think he was 
in love; after two weeks he wasn't quite so sure; and 
after the first hop he knew he was not. 

Carlota is such a good navigator he was named 
Hour Angle on the cruise. His good nature is in- 
fallible and it is a joy to have him around. Abie is 
a good fellow and here's to him and his rotundity. 

Buzzard. 




Andre Victor Cherbonnier, Jr. 
Baltimore, Maryland 

"Frenchy" "Fie" 

FRENCHY has spent much time in telling the 
Profs how to pronounce his name. 

He is a snake through and through. He used to 
drag a different one every week, but of late it has 
been the same one regularly. This, with his sudden 
desire for the Marine Corps, betrays his after 
graduation intentions. 

The nearness of his home port has enticed him on 
many little expeditions. Shrewd planning with lots 
of luck helped him evade the D. O.'s until he hit 
shoals one Sunday Youngster year. That cruise 
on the Reina cured him, and he has been a close 
disciple of the Green Book ever since. 

Lack of avoirdupois kept him from making an 
athletic name. Nevertheless he knows how to 
handle a tennis racket, and he gave the boys a run 
for their money on the class lacrosse team Second 
Class year. 

Vic's Academic life consisted of long nights of toil. 
He has that faculty of finishing whatever he starts, 
and his perseverance will carry him through the 
trials of the Service just as it carried him through the 
battles with the Academic Department. 

Buzzard; 

Class Crest Committee; 
Lacrosse Squad (4); 
Class Lacrosse Team. 



Albert Berry Cook 

Falmouth, Kentucky 

"Jbie" "A. Br "Doc" "Cookie" 

ABIE is a staunch supporter of all athletics and 
. the "oilburners" row — he never misses a game 
and he always carries Navy Star. 

Doc is from old Kentucky, where they never 
have the blues and he is a man of his state, for if ever 
a man kept smiling when things went wrong he has. 
Keeping on the weather side of a 2.5 has kept him off 
several athletic fields, but he has stayed top side 
since that first battle when he was carried into '21 
because of wounds. 

Abie's failing is the race track, and Latonia has 
taken his sheckels, for the horses there are pretty 

and the women there are . But Cookie came to 

us thinking of a little girl back home, and he's been 
thinking of her ever since. His passion for the 
Marine Corps speaks for itself. Doc claims to be 
a Red Mike but he is no wall flower, for his ability to 
tickle the piano and his hearty laugh wins him a place 
in any social gathering. 

Everybody knows Abie and recognizes him as a 
man — he wants fair play, has sound judgment, and 
his ability to stand up in a pinch was demonstrated 
on First Class cruise when the Connie went on the 
fritz. 

Buzzard (1); 
Class Baseball (2). 



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Donald Francis Smith 

TiMMONSVILLE, SoUTH CAROLINA 

"Z). F:' "Don" "Smiity" 

THIS IS some city you've got here, ain't it 
mister?" and Annapolis lay fawning at the 
feet of the grinning Prince from the Peedee. Arrived; 
he took Buck's by storm with his "Little Brown 
Jug" on the clarinet. Variations? Of course! 
But young Lizst never got a chance to complete his 
repertoire. 

Plebe year might have been uneventful for him 
had it not been for his non-reg grin. But that grin 
supplemented by Js" of gold developed the embryo 
into the fullfledged "V'ard Engineer. Quiver in 
your bonds, O! Heloise! Had you lived now, your 
Bertram would have been a Donald. 

When the split came, Don, confirmed in the belief 
that true knowledge is absorbed, remained to claim 
his share — never faltering in his devotion to periodi- 
cals and femmes. He can tell you the correct shade 
of ties for morning wear with much more facility 
than the action of subpermanent magnetism in- 
duced in vertical soft iron; but somehow he never 
troubles to watch the trees. 

Not far off we come to the fork of the road, and 
he who chooses well, will have as a companion a 
mannered man of parts — a whole-hearted friend. 

Batt. C. P. 0.; 

Buzzard (2); 

Expert Rifleman; 

Class German Committee. 



Charles Leonard Hachtel 

Baltimore, Maryland 

"Rosy" "Len" 

UNDOUBTEDLY this one wins," said Mrs. 
Van Smythe the judge of the Baltimore baby 
show, as she pinned the blue ribbon on little Rosy 
Hachtel. 

Way back in Plebe summer, over a certain door 
over in the Third wing was the inscription Rosy and 
Rosy. Certainly Baltimore cannot boast of a more 
loyal son than Rosy, for he is forever exhaling her 
virtue. It is his chief delight to glance over the 
Baltimore Sun each day and read of famous actors, 
presidents of plumbing factories, and Babe Ruth's 
success, and remark casually "He is a Baltimore boy." 

It is very hard to say what his favorite pastime is — 
perhaps reading Daily Life, assorting that valuable 
collection of stamps, or protecting and endeavoring 
to keep a certain wayward young man from the 
unfathomed depths. This same man will always 
say if asked regarding it, "He has been more than a 
mother to me." His stripes have made him well 
known and each formation we listen to see where he 
orders us to report, whether it is to try on in basted 
form or express at express office. He has always 
been a snake, and the Academy is not the beginning 
of it. He admits freely that he actually kissed a 
girl on Second Class leave. 

Buzzard (2); 

Tzvo Stripes (/),• 

Sub Squad [4, 3, 2, I). 



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HOLBROOK MaRDH GoODALE 

Honolulu, Hawaii 
"Holy"" Hoby""Tobey""K a naka""Goody"" Holeproof 

THIS tall, bright-eyed youth from the Islands 
began his rather adventurous career with the 
Executive Department during Plebe year, when he 
sojourned on the Reina for two weeks as a result 
of his love for Lady Fatima. This affection for the 
skags almost cost him his Second Class leave, but he 
had too big a horseshoe up his sleeve and accordmg 
to all reports he had some leave. Just ask him. He 
is a great lover of the water and nothing gives him 
greater pleasure than to be under way on the big 
expanse, especially if he is headed in the direction 
of Camainera, Red Barn, or Boqueron. I wonder 
why. Ask Tex, he knows. He didn't consider 
athletics seriously until Second Class year, when he 
went out for water-polo, working hard and con- 
sistently throughout the whole season, making the 
squad and table. 

First Class cruise was made with Honolulu as one 
of its objectives, so you can imagine how happy this 
young man was, not having been home in five years 
and already havmg thirty-eight days leave granted 
him while the ships were on the west coast. 

He had some leave and, old boy, you rated it. 

Water-Polo Squad {2); 
Three Stripes. 



Nicholas Bauer VanBergen 
San Francisco, California 

"Nick" "Van" 

CALIFORNIA is the home of Hiram Johnson, the 
bathing girls, and Van. Van has never for- 
gotten it either. 

Nick, the leading lady of '21-B, and one of the 
potential five stripers for the whole of that year, 
finally finished up his First Class year with a clean 
sleeve, the result of French leave in which he got two 
feet across College Creek bridge. Hard luck old 
man, it was tough on you. 

Van tried his hand at all types of athletics but that 
same hard luck followed him there. After working 
hard for crew he took up wresthng Second Class year, 
acting as sparring partner for Big Ed Willkie. 
Discouraged with this, he tried water-polo First 
Class year and an untimely trip to the hospital beat 
him out of that. 

Van is a big boy with a bigger heart. He returns 
to the west coast, from whence he came, with the 
good wishes of us all. Here's hoping that Lady Luck 
will give you a better hand in the future than she 
has in the past. 

"Regiment, Squads right and left." 

Two Stripes: 

Clean Slenv: 

Buzzard (2); 

Class Football (2); Numerals (2); 

Crew Squad (4); 

Wrestling Squad (2); 

Water-Polo Squad (1). 



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Daniel Albert Frost 
Oxford, New York 

"Jack" 

OXFORD is a great seat of learning, but that 
Oxford is in England and Jack hails from New 
York. 

Jack landed here rather late Plebe summer but 
he's been here ever since, and we've all come to 
know who he is through one channel or another, but 
mostly through having him stick in his oar and en- 
deavoring to help things along with his wonderful 
store of knowledge which knoweth no bounds. 
There is no subject that he can't, with the perfect 
poise and directness of the self-satisfied, successful 
plumber, vocalize on for hours, even without know- 
ing the subject. 

Jack has been associated with the Choir and Glee 
Club for these many past years, and when all else 
was quiet one could often hear his mellow bass voice 
come into prominence. 

Women have a peculiar fascination for him, but 
so far he is single so there is a chance for you all, 
girls. 

Like many sons of the Northland, the liquid moons 
and swaying palms of foreign strands have a power- 
ful effect on this boy from Old Chenango; all of 
Lotus Land is his home and the duskies of the 
tropics still call for his return. 

Jack is a good pal, and a connoisseur of dinners 
and liquid refreshments — Eh, what. Bill? 

Buzzard {2, 1); 
Choir {3, 2,1); 
Alanager Combined Musical Cluhs (I). 



Howard Nixon Coulter 
Los Angeles, California 

"Noddy" "Nixon" "Dick" 

'OAY, you're the worst mess I ever saw!" Such 
1^ is the salutation which greets our ears when we 
drop in on Nixon. As Ratey Man on the Naval 
Academy fashion plate, he reigns supreme; his four 
full pages in the tailor book are a source of admiration 
to us and joy to Mr. Betzer. 

This swarthy son of the West gravitated to the 
Navy through the guiding hand of fate and since his 
advent has pursued his course with a smile. The 
rhino bird finds no roost in his cell; optimism to him 
is a gift and he dispenses it freely. A fusser he is, 
and always willing to oblige a classmate with a blind 
drag. Sometime he is going to draw a forty and if 
he ever does, the next things out will be the invita- 
tions. 

A savoir — well, of course, the boy made the second 
half. However, once in his own league he has batted 
up among the first fifty and read the Cosmo too. He 
has a fair wind behind him and with astute judg- 
ment should give the Academic shoals a wide berth. 
So we have the good-looking chap, fastidious, a good 
shipmate, a square classmate, and of the best of our 
future officers. 

"Not bad. Rather odd, don't you think.?" 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Soccer Team {3, 2). 




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Lawrence Francis Connolly 
Boston, Massachusetts 

"Larry'" 

THEY say that in Boston they kill off all the fair 
prospects for political honors before they can do 
any harm to the old guard, which probably accounts 
for Larry doing the Moses-in-the-bullrushes act in 
Crabtown. But, what is in must come out, and this 
young Celt never could see how a Congressional- 
given title of "Gentleman" foreswore him to silence; 
hence his prominence in every argument from Second 
Sight to Sovietism. 

Every branch of inter-class sport has found him 
on the line and those who have been so unfortunate 
as to mix with him will testify to his ability. 

However, if you want to know Larry, meet him 
over the cigars after a good meal, and, regardless of 
the competition, he'll account for himself with the 
best. 

Someone described Larry as having the heart of a 
Sphinx, cold, calm and calculating, but the fact is 
that he has yet to find the time, the place, and the 
girl, with the appropriate incidental music and 
scenery thrown in, flat-tires, rubber-boots, light- 
weights, they've all been to him; "Nice girl — Kid, 
but every word they say is a life sentence for them- 
selves." 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Soccer Squad (2); 
Class Soccer (/). 



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Charles Edwin Smith 
Columbiana, Ohio 

"Charley" "Eddie" 

HIS tall Adonis is from the Buckeye State and 
was, before entering the Naval Academy, a 
walking advertisement for Hart, Schafner & Marx. 
He has decided to resign at least twice a month 
since Plebe year but always managed to change his 
mind. 

Charley is a confirmed jazz hound, or perhaps we 
should say shimmy shaker; his soulful brown eyes 
have entranced scores, yes hundreds, of the near 
queens that frequent the hops and his ready line has 
convinced more than one debutante that the place 
for her was in the Navy. 

In Panama he very nearly compromised himself 
by bringing a case of, well lemonade, across into the 
desert of the Zone but due to a latent speed that we 
nor he himself did not know he possessed, he man- 
aged to reach the ship: of course he lost the lemonade. 
But as Charley said, "What's a case between 
friends.?" 

Charley has never exerted himself more than was 
absolutely necessary; indeed the only time we ever 
saw him run was that time in Panama. He was a 
member of the sub squad, the King's Own Rifles, and 
the Color Guard. 

"Oh she's married now." 

"What do you say, gentlemen?" 

Buzzard; 

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Robert Edward Jasperson 

Milwaukee, Wisconsin 

"Bob" "Jap" 

NOW don't crowd girls! Just wait your turn 
and Jap will give you all the three isometric 
views of his beautiful marcelle. Whenever Bob gets 
tired of the Navy he can make a good living running 
a beauty parlor. He can give you the relative 
merits on all the latest massage creams — but don't 
ask him about that electric vibrator he ruined, for 
Jap's knowledge of its beautifying power was much 
greater than his knowledge of its electric power 
factor. 

Of course Bob is an ultra snake and any Saturday 
night you can find him over among the Mary Garden 
scented sweet thmgs. 

The Juice Department has been a source of more 
or less worry to him, but his determination and 
ability to apply himself at the right time have 
always pulled him through. 

Bob spends most of his spare time arguing with 
the rest of the O. A. O. club, the eternal question — 
which is the best, the Navy without a home or a 
home without the Navy.? 

Jap has a likeable nature and makes triends easily, 
and generally keeps them. 

Tuv Stripes; 
Buzzard (2); 
Expert Rifleman. 



Alexander Morsell Loker 
Leonardtown, Maryland 

"Blackie" 

BLACKIE is a typical example of the sportsman 
pictured in all books and movies pertaining to 
Maryland, the state that claims him. 

Blackie admits that the Naval Academy is in the 
right state, but insists that when he comes back as 
Supe he will have it moved to Bowie or Pimlico, for 
the journey there is quite troublesome. But cheer 
up Blackie, for when that time comes you won't have 
to worry about such trivial things as formations, 
and possibly your pet Man 'o War will not then be a 
race horse. 

In addition to being a lover of the Sport of Kings, 
Blackie is also acquainted with decks other than 
those of a battleship, and cubes that have nothing 
to do with mathematics. 

Even at the hops he can usually be found behind 
the stag lines holding down a horse, and thinking, 
maybe, of the O. A. O. or more probably, reading 
the farm sheet. 

In athletics Blackie has shown that he is a willing 
worker, going out for class teams in various sports, 
and visiting the natatorium daily from 5:30 to 6. 

As a student, the less said the better. Like the 
rest of our wooden half, he has managed to get by, 
but then Dewey was an anchor man if we remember 
correctly. 

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Arthur Percy Earle 
Des Plaines, Illinois 

"Puss" "Perc" 

What wonders the White People have wrought. 
— Shake — 
'TpHE above monstrosity, devoted reader, pene- 
A trated these secluded glens with a single purpose 
— the name must be upheld. Reaping the respite 
of fickle fate he joined the Barracks' pilgrimage Plebe 
year, and it was in that remote fastness that he 
learned the language. Here also, did he solve the 
mysteries of radio wave, trams, and condensers, to 
join communication along the Atlantic seaboard for 
the next three years. Why, with that aerial, Perc 
had the Election dope as each individual ballot was 
cast. 

Puss was among our brothers of '21-A, but it was 
with just over a hundred days to go, that he went 
down beneath a bad seige of sickness. A trip home 
for eight months then gave him that requisite "pep" 
and back he came with the Better-Bo! There is one 
thing that Perc learned on sick leave, and that is to 
caulk. If a man lives who can caulk at a Navy 
football game, then Perc loses the beautiful patent 
leather pajamas. 

It was but a matter of form for Perc to make the 
swimrning team Youngster year, after big brother's 
work in the pool, and he was out again First Class 
year until his migration. 




Three Stripes (B); Two Stripes (J); 

Swimming Team (i, 1); 

sNT (3); 

Crew Squad {4, 3). 





Francis Dominic Alexander Ford 

Portland Maine 

"Henry" "Hank" "Steinmetz" 

DOMINIC flipped a coin to decide whether he 
should become a sea-dog or comedian and, as 
the Navy usually lands top-side, we have him with 
us now — mandolin and all. 

As a Barracks Plebe, Henry owed his existence to 
his bilger wife, Dutch. He still maintains that one 
can box a compass with the proper material, but 
that "sixteen points on the starboard bow, sir" is 
worthy of Stereographic Projections. 

He often wonders if the Duke can stil 
himself without curling the corner of his moustache, 
and if he ever found the kmd of "witch hazel" he 
mspected for. 

Hank thinks that Vassar is entirely too far away — 
a matter that demands immediate attention. 
Rather than humiliate Edison, he fain would attack 
old Schas's low mark in Juice. He believes 
Christian sects to be utterly and equally perfect and 
is a devotee of woman suffrage. His greatest 
ambition is to wheel a baby carriage, filled with 
Navy Juniors, and he wants to see Walter Hagen 
in the presidential chair. Outside of this he is a 
fairly sufFerable chap, but that is "beyond the scope 
of the present volume." 

Buzzard; 

Mandolin Club (3); 
Fencing Team (/). 





Joseph Perkins Rockwell 
Harriman, Tennessee 
"Joe" "Perk" "/. P." 

THEY say that Tennessee is famed for wooden 
men and Joe sure has done his damnedest to 
uphold the traditions of his native heath. He 
started by hanging up a 2.50 for five terms straight 
in Math, and when they took that away from him, 
he started in on Juice. He always keeps one jump 
ahead, though, and by the grace of Heaven and 
Burton Biggs, he'll fool 'em yet. 

Plebe year he introduced himself for about four 
miles around by chanting lugubrious ditties in the 
shower at the top of his healthy lungs. Some '18 
man heard him and Perk immediately hit the choir. 

He fusses just as he eats — naturally, and as a 
matter of course. At first he remained faithful to at 
least one back home, but when he once got started, 
he just naturally couldn't stop. 

Joe never has had a chance at athletics since Plebe 
summer, because the pedagogues have been at his 
throat every minute. If he ever stays sat long 
enough he's going to have somebody on that track 
squad scratching gravel. 

"I'm off of blondes for life — they've rooked me 
three times now." 

Choir (3, 2, 1); 
Track Squad {2); 
Hop Committee (i); 
Buzzard. 



Irving Day Wiltsie 

Plainfield, New Jersey 
"Ide" "Irve" 

AH! Here he comes, Ladies, the devil's own 
L answer to a maiden's prayer; slim, graceful, and 
able to dance any girl off her feet without half trying. 

He came to us in the summer of '17 fully deter- 
mined to leave his mark in the history of the Navy 
and the Naval Academy. Irve was no different 
from the rest of us, and three days after he entered, 
he, like all the Plebes, would have been willing to do 
anything to get out after being subjected to the 
tender mercies of '18. Now that he looks back on 
it he would not have missed that part of his training 
for anything. 

His career while in the Academy has been rather 
uneventful, for he has never had any trouble Aca- 
demically speaking, and e.xcept for Monday and 
Wednesday seances with the swimming Prof, he has 
breezed along easily. 

Aside from dragging blind more times than any 
one else and receiving daily missives from Baltimore, 
he is, no doubt, the biggest Red Mike we've ever 
seen. 

"Hey, Mr. Wiltsie, what is the armament of those 
sub chasers.^" 

Mr. W. promptly, "Six air rifles, sir!" 

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Joel Newsom 
Paragould, Arkansas 
"Joe" "Yid" "Oonclub" 

JOEL hails from deepest Arkansas, and he has held 
our attention ever since that first day of Plebe 
summer when the great inflow of war babies was 
permitted. His abilities were not first discovered 
by the authorities, but by the Upper Classmen. 

Yid is quite a snake, but has a strong liking for 
women of English Nobility. We learned of this 
trait on our visit to St. Thomas. His smile is 
enough to hold them spell-bound. With it, he can 
manage everything, but the ebony cubes. No, 
people, Joe is not the most fortunate person at this 
little pastime, but in every day occurrences he 
certainly is protected by a rabbit's foot. On First 
Class cruise, in Honolulu, Joe and Walter were 
arrested one night for violating the traffic regulations. 
By professing superb ignorance of any regulations 
besides the N. A. R.'s, Joe eradicated himself from 
a most embarrassing situation. 

He and Maggie managed the canteen most suc- 
cessfully and someone said that Newsom was even 
shrewd. 

Plebe year found Joe out for football. He was 
forced to knock off on account of a bad shoulder. 
Joe was later given a life membership card to the 
Oscillating and Radiator Club. 

"How'd you come out, Newsom.'" 

"Oh, picked up a little, Jack!" 
Btazard {2, 1). 



Robert Lee Pickens 
MouLTON, Alabama 

"Easy" "General Lee" "Slim" 

GENERAL LEE is one of our typical Southerners. 
He has the reticent, peaceful, and lazy disposi- 
tion so common among those who come from the 
Sunny South; hence his nickname Easy. 

Easy has never run amuck during his Naval 
career. Tobacco has been his most non-reg habit, 
but with it he has been careful so it has seldom 
caused him grief. 

He quietly wends his way and minds his own 
business with one or two exceptions. One of these 
is a mania for memorizing the weekly trees. In this 
respect he is more valuable than the bulletin board 
for he can tell you a month or more back how high 
you hung on the bush. 

As an example of a profound Red Mike, Easy 
makes one of the best. There is not a case on record 
where he has succumbed in any manner to the 
peculiar type of feminine artfulness so well known to 
most of us. His reasons for being a recluse of this 
type are not generally known. It may possibly be 
that he is too fond of his Red Book and Cosmo to 
break away from them. 

Life in the Navy suits Robert to perfection, and 
wher'er he may be his loyalty, simplicity, and self- 
control will aid his environment to be harmonious. 

Buzzard (2, 1). 



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Joseph Caldwell Husk.e 

Fayetteville, North Carolina 

"Huskie" "J. C." "Parson" 

TRULY here is a gentleman of the old school, true 
blue, gallant, and courteous to the very core. 
With his soft accent and suave manner he is easily 
characterized as being from the state of the Long 
Leaf Pine, "where the weak grow strong and the 
strong grow great." By giving up a career in the 
clergy, he proved himself to be the black sheep of the 
family. 

In one respect Carl has proven himself disloyal to 
his native state. He is comfortably savvy and has 
always stayed well around the 3.0 mark. But 
Youngster year he struck a reef in the form of a 
Dago Prof, after which encounter he became an 
advocate of the four-year course. With his usual 
easy manner, however, he cast aside all trouble and 
calmly continued in his expert art of rigging tend- 
encies, for to him the wind blows but one way — 
outboard. 

On one occasion he decided to adopt a stray 
kitten which Knowles found wandering around the 
corridor. The Parson's experience was not par- 
ticularly enriching (except to his vocabulary). 

He has many friends who are confident in his 
success in the years to come. 

"Huske if you please, Sir!" 

Sub Squad {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Three Stripes; 
Lucky Bag Staff. 



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Herbert Piper Knowles 

Wakefield, Rhode Island 

"Piper" "H. P." "Horse Pozver" 

H.P." stands for high pressure, horse power, and 
Herbert Piper. But there came a day when 
"Wakefield" was without it's "vicar." The briny 
smell of Crabtown called, and the "Brown" man 
answered. He brought with him a New England 
love of clam chowder, women, and the harmonica. 
Have you ever heard him play.? "Heard melo- 
dies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter." 

A man of grit and determination he has since 
proven himself. When skies are fair, and the 
Executive Department willing, you will probably 
locate him at the hop. This, however, is not chronic 
with him, for he is by no means a one woman man. 
Bert is everyone's friend, he knows you every time 
you pass, — not just on Sundays. The proof of this 
is legion. 

Occasionally he has felt the thorny side of Aca- 
demic life, but his failure to talk of trouble and his 
success in overcoming his own give the man a depend- 
able quality. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Sub Squad {4, 3, 




John Lowe Walker 
Portsmouth, Virginia 
"John II r "Johnny" 

MARK this column as the appreciation of the 
worry-free, hardest-sHp-drawing, wooden ele- 
ment to this jazz distorter, who, with Dickins, on 
returns from career threatening descriptions of 
entropies, throttling calorimeters, and dead-beat 
escapements, has returned the gang their happy 
light-hearted natures by interpretations of "Pay 
Day," "You're in the Navy Now," and "President's 
March" that have caused old Andy to toddle the 
length of the yard after a hard morning in the 
rigging loft. 

Of a Sunday, Kid Berlin has been ragged sitting at 
his traps— a drum, glass, pitcher, gobboon, and pants 
hanger, with a bazzoo strapped around his head, 
kicking his strong bqx with his left foot and the 
radiator with his right, accompanying the Brown 
Brothers or Hickman on Sabe's victrola. One could 
always tell when Vic left off and John took it up, 
however. 

John's other claim t-o fame lies in his taste in and 
supply of Virginian sweetened hams. On birthdays. 
Thanksgivings, Christmases,. and New Years, (4, 3, 
2, 1), Company meetings were held during all 
vacant periods in the room of Walker, J. L. John's 
Dad must operate a grocery. 

Ever true to "the only town where a girl will 
marry a Naval Officer for liis money," as Van so 
aptly put it, John has upheld the responsibilities of 
a son of Virginia. Quiet—and a damn fine fellow. 

"Say-y~y— yyy-" 

Bugle Corps (4, 3, 2, I); 
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Lorenzo Sherwood Sabin, Jr. 
Dallas, Texas 

"Sahe" 

SABE'S from the South, Dallas to be exact, and 
has all the inherent qualities of a Texan. In 
tact he still carries "round the earmarks of the ranch. 

He has advanced here by hard work. Sabe went 
out for baseball and tried hard. But his baseball 
line was so superior to his playing ability that he was 
made manager. The 1921 baseball schedule testi- 
fies to his success in this direction. As to his 
capability as a three striper, just ask any of the men 
\n the Third Company. Sabe has also found time 
to write athletics for the Lucky Bag. 

Sabin claims to be musical. He does produce 
terrible sounds on a guitar that rival the serenades 
of our Bancroft cats. "Ye Gods Runt! When you 
combine singing with it there's nothing to do but 
run — one's ears won't stand the strains." 

The Runt seldom drags. He claims to be a Red 
Mike and to lack a line. But under certain con- 
ditions he's quite a Snake. Just ask him to tell you 
about the night of the Army-Navy game. 

On the surface Sabe is all sunny good nature and 
grin, but underneath there lies a determination that 
will carry him a long way on the road ahead. 

Three Stripes; 

Buzzard {2); 

Log Staff {4,3); 

Assistant Manager Baseball (2); 

Manager Baseball (/); 

Lucky Bag Staff. 



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James Burke Voit 
Jeffersonville, Indiana 
"Julian' "/ 

BURKE first cast his lamps on this ancient oyster 
pile of ours through his advent to Bucks with 
the February gang. It was in the days when the 
sawdust on the floor and the brass rails in front of 
the counter meant something, and he often heard — 
"I'll throw you right out. Sir!" But Buck put him 
in and somehow or other he has stuck it out and how 
he ever managed to nab those three stripes is beyond 
us. But he has 'em and with it all the same pair of 
rosy cheeks that he had when he was bidding fair to 
be the blushing Beau Brummel of Jefl^ersonviile- 
down-on-the-farm. 

Bill Hart or somebody must have had Burke in 
mind when he said "Innocence is bliss," or something 
like that. For Burke tells us he gets away with it all. 

While he hasn't ever set any house on fire through 
his affinity for work, still he has been out there on 
that class football team for two seasons knocking 'em 
cold or being on the stretcher himself. 

Further, we learn from the female of the specie 
that his sparkling capacity is exceeded only by that 
cherub look and smile. And they generally know — 
don't they.' 

Three Stripes; 

Buzzard (2); 

Class Football Numerals (2). 



NATURALLY, when a man says he's from Texas 
you at once thmk of a two-fisted, cow-punch- 
mg, son of the plams. And John's broad shoulders 
and six feet two helped materially to corroborate 
this belief when first he made his appearance in 
Crabtown. No one attempted to ascertain the 
extent of his fistic prowess, until Youngster cruise 
when some one inadvertently said something he 
shouldn't — and what John did to that Irishman in 
less than two minutes was more than Jack Dempsey 
did to Jess in two rounds. After that he always 
received due respect. 

But aside from that, John is one of the best 
examples of the big-hearted Texan — you know the 
type. 

In athletics — well if he weren't so lazy and didn't 
love Lady Fat so well, he might have been — as it 
was he helped considerably in giving that famous 
Second Class team sufficient scrimmaging to carry 
them on to inter-class championship. 

Otherwise he's the kind of man no one thinks to 
call anything but "John", the home-loving type — 
if you know what we mean. 

Buzzard (2, I). 






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Arthur Gordon Nish 
Lynn, Massachusetts 

"]oe" "Aggie" 

GREETINGS!" '^H ell yes, put her there!" 
"Gimme a skag!" "Let's buy some peanuts." 
So the happy-go-lucky Joe announces his presence, 
and away runs gloom. 

This boy wonder, from Lynn, Massachusetts, 
entered the Academy at the early age of sixteen, but 
you'd never guess it, unless you felt his beard, be- 
cause his knowing air even hoaxes the Profs into be- 
lieving he knows his lessons sometimes. Aggie 
could make good in athletics if he'd only half try, but 
he'd rather go in for the Mexican kind, and in that 
he upholds the honor of his state. 

Nish was born under a lucky star, apparently, so if 
you ever want to get away with something, ask him 
to accompany you. Cancellation of demerits, elud- 
ing the p. O., straight dope on exams, dragging 
queens blind, winning bets, skipping drill, and caus- 
ing the Medical Department to think he can see, 
are fruit for him. 

Joe Red-Miked for three years, until Second Class 
June Week, when he swiped another fellow's girl, 
and later in the week lost his ring as well as his heart. 

As long as he is around there are no cares or 
worries, and he is one of the finest examples of 
"Smile and the world smiles with you." 

Class Football {!); 
Buzzard. 



Walter Pitman Ramsey, Jr. 

Washington, D. C. 

"Rameses" "Chinkie" "Babe" "Tarzan" 

YOUNG Walter is, or was, the pride of Washing- 
ton. When he entered the Academy the papers 
made special editions and used vast quantities of ink 
in exploiting his many virtues. Now — all is woe- 
fully changed — he has walked extra duty with 
members of the old guard, has learned to use the 
filthy weed, and has even lent a hand to the playing 
of African Golf. Demerits do no longer faze him, 
in fact he is becoming a regular devil. 

Walter's one passion is the Sears and Roebucks 
catalogue — he will spend hours in poring through 
the musty pages of this ponderous volume, and the 
lore contained therein must be of high quality as the 
result of most of these periods of study is an order to 
Chicago. 

However even this does not interfere with his 
pursuit of the fair sex. He frequently falls desper- 
ately in love, and with equal frequency becomes 
fancy free again, without anybody's feelings being 
hurt. 

As Walter says, "If you have been in love with a 
girl, never let her know you are not in love with her 
until you know she is not in love with you." 

"I'm a regular little detective." 

"Oh they are all so sweet." 

Buzzard; 

Track Squad (4). 



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William Gordon Forbes 

Fitzgerald, Georgia 

"Gordon" "Ciitie" 

T TP from the South at break of day, with Fitz- 
VJ gerald many miles away — after a long and 
tiresome ride, on Crabtown descended the Georgia 
Pride. That is all we know of his arrival and 'snufF. 
He entered the terrible Tenth by request and as 
yet has never had the ambition to leave it. 

Youngster year he opened up a class of his own for 
instruction of segregation artists. The institution 
was a howling success to the "satisfaction" of the 
Plebes. 

Small and quiet but when it comes to getting by 
with the murder — five short blasts please, Julius. 
Second Class June Week he broke out in cits and 
dragged to the parades. From the reviewing stand 
he inspected the Regiment with Hank, Joe, and Jig- 
Jig of Scotland Yard. 

Ziggie Dawson hung Cutie on him during First 
Class cruise. Why.? No one remembers. But it 
must have been on one of those good old "sight 
seeing" excursions in Panama. 

A true admirer of all femmes approaching 4.0 as a 
limit, and of all Democrats, Cutie is willing to take 
anybody on for a four-hour argument in Smoke Hall 
on any subject except Republicans. 

"What's your point, Cutie.?" 

"Why I'm trying to make that d twelve that 

I came out on." 

Buzzard (2, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff. 



George Griffin Herring, Jr. 

Sanford, Florida 

"Grif" "G. G." 

OUE LASTIMA! It's time to bone again!" 
Then with a slam and a bang, an "away juice 
and ordnance be dammed," his pen is busily scratchin' 
away on letters, — some to England, others only to 
Baltimore. 

Grif's ideas do not adhere strictly to Shakespeare's 
maxim for the fancies of a young man in the spring 
time. His thoughts wander to the lacrosse field and 
legalized scientific annihilation. Herring developed 
his latent and potentially savage stone age instincts 
Youngster year. Just watch him and Hiram amble 
amiably up the lacrosse field and the reason why all 
the ambulances are backed up along the sidelines 
will be evident. 

Grif's hard luck Plebe year was our good fortune 
and '20 lost a man whom the old Tenth found to be 
an excellent roughneck in time of need. When 
Hank found Porteous and Herring living on the 
same corridor he immediately named it "Hell's Alley." 
Second Class year these fiendish two planned with 
glee a revenge club which raised the fourth Batt 
and gave them an early reveille, a cold shower and a 
very wet base. 

Grif is unattached mentally, but sentimentally- 
well. He has never tried to make a hen drink hot 
water to get boiled eggs so there is some hope for him. 

One Stripe; 
lNT (J, 2, /). 



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Leo James McGowan 
Benson, Minnesota 

"Aloe" "Maggie" 

MAGGIE is a true son of the '"auld sod;" he is 
a Sinn Feiner, and one of those followers of 
Tammany Hall who are ready at all times to prove 
that all Republicans are horse thieves and all 
Democrats are gentlemen. 

Youngster year he took up the game of "hunt the 
seven," but now since he parts his hau' m the middle 
he only indulges in cow pasture pool. 

Maggie is a wrestler of no mean ability, but he has 
won more laurels on the waxed deck than on the 
wrestling mat. The constant stream of pink letters 
and the hours spent in soulful composition haven't 
raised Paddy's class standing. 

As manager of the Lucky Bag Cigar Stand, 
Maggie proved that the descendants of Ben Hur are 
not the only race with an eye for "bizness." With 
his Irish wit, abundance of good nature, and his 
man Friday, Leo made the whole class good cash 
customers, and friends. 

"Box cars is my point." 

"Yes, sir, the exhibition is half the sale." 

Bnzzard; 

Wrestling Squad (2); 

Mgr. Lucky Bag Canteen (/). 



Campbell Dallas Emory 

SE.A.TTLE, Washington 

"Dal" 

THIS is the prettiest little pink-cheeked lad that 
ever carried a cud of Piper Heidsick. That 
peach -bloom complexion of his is the envy of most 
of the femmes of Crabtown. 

Cutie fell in with some rather roughneck company 
Youngster year and as a result sports a two P. (3. 
It has been whispered about that he even skipped 
chapel last year. It was on one of these Sunday 
morning parties in the attic that Cutie lost confi- 
dence in his ability to skip drill. Nick cornered him 
and his Bolsheviki friend in the loft but the two 
heathens managed to escape down a steam pipe. 

His chief hobby is swimming, and as to his ability 
he was captain of the team and the champion 
swimmer of the Navy. He represented Navy in a 
swimming event at the Olympic games. 

Lady luck does not smile upon "Dal my Hero" 
and often he has dropped as much as four dollars at 
an operation. The baby gallopers are not his 
strong point. 

"Tell me, am I really getting bald V 

Buzzard; 

SNt (5); N (2); 

Academy 40 yd. Swim Record; 

Academy 100 yd. S:vim Record; 

Acadeviy 160 yd. Relay Record; 

Navy Olympic Squad; 

Academy Swimming Champion {2); 

Captain Swimming Team (i). 



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Stephen Bland Cooke 

Harrison, Arkansas 

"Steve" "Cookie" "Doc" "S. B." 

BOYS, have you heard the dope. . . ." Yes, 
you guessed it the first tmie, for Steve never 
fails to start off like that. If you will listen to him 
he will tell you more dope in a minute than a man 
less fortunate than Methuselah could think of in his 
entire lifetime. 

Academically speaking the boy is in '21-B and not 
ashamed of it either. If argument wasn't enough to 
get the necessary 2.5 Steve would tell the Prof some 
new dope on the raise in pay bill and as we intimated 
before he is a dope artist of no mean ability. 

We've often wondered how it is possible for an 
ordinary human being to think of as many things to 
talk about as Steve does, but after getting better 
acquamted with him we discovered that it makes 
very little difference to him whether he actually has 
something to talk about or not. His only worry is 
being able to find a good listening ear. 

As manager of track, S. B. was in his element, for 
the visiting teams had to be entertained and before 
they left our midst they usually had to admit that 
he knew what he was talking about in matters per- 
taining to track. A more enthusiastic manager 
couldn't have been found. He had a big job and he 
did it well. 

Tzvo Stripes; 

Buzzard (.'); 

Track Squad {2, 1); Manager (7); 

Reina (4). 



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Joseph Raphael Barbaro 

Winchester, Massachusetts 

"Jf'op" "Count" "Joe" 

HEN Count took it on himself to wear the 
uniform little did he realize that some day he 
would hold a sort of distinction in not being a star 
man though from the Bay State. Being a star man 
woLiid be entirely too serious a business for Little 
Joe. He neither takes himself nor his fellow men 
seriously, in fact, little except three squares a day 
and plenty of sleep. 

But wait! Femmesho! Did anyone ever say the 
Count was a Red Mike.? The most carefully pre- 
pared line and a funny smile havedeveloped a venom- 
ous snake, a veritable reptile of the most tea-drinking 
kind. 

But one should not gather from this that Wop is 
not a man's man for there is a good deal of the 
sterling stuff in him. 

If you ever feel so blue that you need a moral 
bracer and a personification of cheer, see the little 
Wop. 

"Yes, SIR, Boy, she is SOME little girl." 

Sub Squad {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Buzzard (2, /). 



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Robert Copeland Brown 
Rome, Georgia 

"Bro-wnie" "Bob" "Baldy" 

THERE are two crowning misfortunes in 
Brownie's young and otherwise blithe and care- 
free hfe. One is the palpably weak crop of white 
fuzz which he has at various places on his shiny pate; 
the other great problem is that of keeping a certain 
young lady in a favorable attitude toward his 
designs on her heart and hand. 

Robert has always held the Academic antagonists 
down with a nonchalant ease and grace common to 
the 2. SO artists. But the Executive Department 
with its Jui-Jitsui method had made Brother Brown 
take bottom side on several occasions. 

In the way of activities, Baldy, is from the 
Cracker state and although he isn't in Tyrus's class 
he isn't exactly one of the sand lot league. As to 
the ballroom floor, myriads of maidens fair have 
been thrilled by his smile and made extremely happy 
by his divine grace where jazz is found. And lastly 
that effervescent line of satire has been a wonderful 
grease extractor and a reservoir of brain throbs in the 
editorial work of the Lucky Bag. 

Class Baseball (2, 1); 

Buzzard; 

Bald Club (4, i, 2, 1); 

Lucky Bag Staff. 



George White Snyder, III 
New York City, New York 

"Smoky" 

NO, girls, that hair isn't kinky, merely curly. But 
honest — ain't he cute. 

Smoky hails from Pittsburgh, Philiy, or New 
York; it really makes no difference and all those 
numerals after his name don't mean a thing Academi- 
cally speaking, it simply goes to show that he isn't 
the first Snyder, there were two before him so it 
seems. 

In the beginning George was sentenced to five 
years here and most every year he has managed to 
get by by the skin of his teeth, or somebody's teeth, 
and as a rule stands about the first swivel from 
anchor. 

In the matter of regulations Smoky would be 
shocked to death if someome told him there wassuch 
a thing as a "Reg Book," but as an actor he admits 
that no Barrymore or any of those other famous 
actor guys has anything on him when blinking from 
behind the footlights, and there are many among us 
who have seen him sweat up there in front who are 
of the same opinion. 

MOTHERS, TAKE NOTICE. — Have your 
daughters set their caps for this model young man. 
We specify the model — he neither smokes, chews, 
drinks, swears, or that sort of stuff, if there is none 
available, nor does he very often wear his own 
clothes. 

Special rates furnished married women on request. 

Masqueraders {4, 3, 2, 1); 
Gold Masked "N"; Buzzard. 



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Harold Taylor Dawson 
Mt. Pleasant, Iowa 

"Ziggie" "Kid" "Baldy" 

*TF she don't come, she won't see nie. An' if she 
X does come, I'll hie me to a brick-bat, and zowie 
will go the brick-bat. I wanna cigarette. No lady 
would do it. I promised to save some for Pinkie. 
Ooh, it's cold; no, it's hot. It's cold — Duty Officer!" 

This is only a sample of the stuff with which 
Ziggie has kept us laughing while he was under the 
weather. The eighteenth amendment cut short the 
rising career of a budding humorist. 

The Kid began with '20, but an inflamed appendix 
and Red Johnson sent him to us, and we have been 
greatly enriched ever since. With Pinkie and Dick 
he formed a dizzy element, that has helped to drive 
the blues away. He likes to look upon the wine 
when it is red or any other color, for that matter, and 
the rich stuff that he has pulled would make Al 
Jolson look like an undertaker. Always ready for a 
roughhouse, a party, or anything except studying, 
he has led Jig-Jig, Whitey, and others over every 
corridor in the hall. 

Thoroughly non-reg, generous to the core, and 
with a heart as big as the moon, the Kid has cement- 
ed the lasting friendship of his whole class. 

Herpicide's famous statement on that reveille pap 
puts him in the Hall of Fame: 

Dear Com: 

Violets are blue; roses are red 

The bell didn't ring, so I stayed in bed. 
Drowsily, 

Ziggie. 
Buzzard {2, 1); 
Sub Squad (4, 3,2,1). 



Justin Hanscom Dickins 

Portsmouth, New Hampshire 

"Dick" 

TONS of ability and not an ounce of ambition — 
that's Dick — a man who can dance, sing, and 
play any sort of musical instrument known to science, 
and one of the best all-round athletes in the 
Academy. Yet he would rather catch or caulk than 
any of these. His baseball career was early cut short 
by skags, as were his swimming days later on, but 
take a look at those honors and you will see that 
even at that he has made quite a record. 

Dick was not content with his natural ability, for 
in addition to this he proceeded to bang up a conduct 
record that will stand for years to come. Anyone 
that can get six smoking paps and thirty black stars 
for Reina service, spend two Sep leaves in Crabtown, 
and still come out on top with a C. P. O. is some man. 
Dick's a Jazzhound from Jazzville. His local 
talent band has kept more than one hop lively in 
these parts, and that Drum Duet that he and 
lohnny Walker used to stage on the march, made 
many an Academic load lighter. 
Gordy, break out "our" Fats. 

C. P. 0.\ Swimming Team {4, 3, 2); SNT (4); 

Academy Record 40 Yard Dash and 160 Yard 
Relay (4); 

Academy Record 160 Yard Relay {2); 

Block N {2); Bugle Corps {4, 3, 2, 1); 

Keeper of the Bull (1); 

Jazz Band (2, 1); Leader (/); Log Staff {2); 

Prof. Notes Editor (1); Baseball Squad {4, 2); 

Track Team (2, 1); Basketball (/). 





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John Postell Heath 
Camden, South Carolina 

"Johnnie" "Tonsils" "Jazc'hn' 
Johnnie! 



This "handsome" brute answers to any one 
of the above titles. The one that gained notoriety 
is Tonsils, and he won that name in that famous 
place called Shanley's. We see the connection, do 
you? 

Postell wasn't much of a snake when he entered 
the Naval School but now he holds down a position 
m the backfield on the AU-American Hop Committee 
and you stand aside when you see him coming. "De 
next dance wi be de sec'nd extra," you know these 
real Southerners have a way about them that you 
can't resist. This Way, and it weighs a lot, wrecked 
one future happy-home-to-be, but Johnnie just took 
it as a matter of course and just checked another off. 

"We're out for a long run dice" and believe me 
John did have one mighty long run with the Aca- 
demics but the scoundrels were out-distanced in the 
home-stretch. 

If you ever get a chance ask J. P. to tell you 
about sleeping in the ladies' dressing room at the 
Commodore the morning after the Army game and 
also his trip back. He'll probably say he doesn't 
remember it. 

"John, you're bes' man." 

One Stripe; 

Hop Committee (1); 

Manager Swimming (/). 



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Geoffrey Ellingwood Sage 

HackeKsack, New Jersey 

"Geoff" "Baldy" "Slim" 

ATCH me closely gentlemen, the hand is 
quicker than the eye." So saying he pats his 
parlor rabbit, and like the faithful hound he is, 
retrieves it. 

This wheel-horse of the bald-headed row has led a 
nefarious existence in the Navy. He first started in 
'14 when he passed his entrance exams. We ask 
you to draw your own conclusions as to his probable 
age. He capped the climax of his underworld career 
when he inveigled Cootie into helping him foil 
Jig-Jig by lowering him out of the window on a sheet. 

As a web-footed aspirant he brought tears to Prof 
Bell's eyes, but now he performs his duties as Chief 
Bouncer at the hops with all the ease of a social 
secretary. The one blemish of his career is his 
weakness for short girls, which demands that he 
bend his knees through the angle theta to get within 
hailing distance. 

His class athletic proclivities have been equaled 
only by his tireless work on the Lucky Bag and the 
Reef Points. He's taken his fun where he found it, 
though, and never will we forget the sight of Baldy 
sitting up on the Barbary Coast in the wee small 
hours trying to see a party through. 

"So it's come to that." 

Hop Committee; 
Manager Reef Points; 
Class Football Numerals (2); 
Lucky Bag Staff; 
Buzzard (2, 1). 







John Jacobs Lenhart 
YoNKERS, New York 

"Jack" "Jake" 

STAND back girls — don't crowd. Here we have 
him, the toy of women. Just look at his eyes, 
nose, hair, ears, teeth, mouth, and you'll understand. 

One summer Jake broke away from Yonkers to 
develop his military tastes at Plattsburg and this 
patriotic effort was followed by a term in Shad's 
War College, after which he was well prepared for 
his four years of "For Better or for Worse." 

Besides indulging in that aesthetic exercise of the 
broken suspender or dangling sword belt, Yacob 
developed a few extra muscles on his sturdy form, 
galloping gracefully about the basketball court. 

This Senator from '^'onkers returned from Sep 
leave with a full array of golf clubs, but these were 
soon put aside for the famed game of African Golf, 
and at this pastime he was invincible. 

Jack had one failing; he never failed to be on hand 
for a good party and was no mean hand at arranging 
and putting one in action. All those present at 
Delmonico's will vouch for that. We might take 
the liberty here to mention that Jack became a 
victim of the fair sex that night. 

"Say, look 'a here, feller." 

Buzzard; 
Expert Rifleman; 
Basketball Squad (2, 1); 
Tennis Squad (2). 



Rogers Sturtevant Ransehousen 
Springfield, Massachusetts 

"Rof "Ranse" "Roughhousen" 

I WANT sympathy" (sing it; it sounds better). 
This was one of this bright-eyed individual's 
favorite lines, and it works exceedingly well upon the 
poor innocent draggees at the hops, especially the 
Springfield hops under Chairman Ransehousen's 
guiding influence and sword belt. 

Besides this, he is one of the most helpful men to 
have around, especially when you want anything 
moved or not moved. For instance, you'll come 
back from Smoke Hall, or elsewhere, to your old 
room, and it would be necessary to get a rooming 
list and find out if you're in the right room. You'd 
be surprised to find that it was just your belongings 
that had moved and you were still an occupant of the 
old domicile. 

Roughhousen has a great propensity for visiting. 
Ever and anon the D. O.'s would find him hidden 
under a bed or behind a locker in some friend's room, 
far from his own, "Like unto a mossy rock half 
hidden from the eye!" 

The two good things about Rog are his generosity 
and his readiness for a party — being the first there 
and the last to leave. 

One Stripe; 

Buzzard (2); 

Numerals Class Football (2); 

Tennis Squad {4, 3, 2); 

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George Carl Miller 
Snohomish, Washington 

"Scup" "Mil" "H'op" 

WA'\' back in the summer of 1917, Scupper came 
to us from the httle village of Snohomish, near 
that hospitable port of Seattle. After watching the 
big ships enter and leave the harbor, he decided that 
the Navy would be much improved if he were to 
choose the life of the sea for his career. Since then 
he has been a most amiable classmate and a good 
shipmate. 

When it comes to the question of athletics, Scup 
has been a decided success. Boxing, his specialty, 
has claimed most of his interest, for ever since the 
Plebe summer finals his name has been a feature on 
the programs of All-Academy boxing meets. First 
Class year saw him captain of the Navy boxing team. 

Although not ignoring the gentler sex entirely, he 
has had very little need for them; to use his expres- 
sion, "One hop goes a long way sometimes." 

Not one of the oldest members of our class, it is 
safe to say, no one has had more birthdays in the 
last four years. Some warm celebrations take place 
when the word is passed, "Scupper has a birthday." 
In spite of this, G. C. never loses his Angora, and his 
unfailing good humor has won him a warm place in 
the affections of his classmates. 

Buzzard (<?); 

Tzi'o Stripes (/),• 

Boxing BNT (2); Captain Boxing Team (/); 

Academy Welter-weight Champion (2); 

Intercollegiate Welterweight Champion (2) ■ 

Class Football (I); Class Basketball (2); 

Lacrosse (2). 



Logan McKee 

Lawrenceburg, Kentucky 

"Log" "Mac" "Kee" 

ALL that is necessary to make Logan a typical 
. Kentucky Colonel is a goatee and a disreputable 
slouch hat. He came to our Severn Home in the 
wake of his star brother, but after several engage- 
ments with the Ac Dept he was forced to rig out the 
collision mat and just make steerage way for the 
remainder of that year — navigating with the Cosmo 
and trying to avoid the dangerous Dago rocks. 

Mac is a regular fellow and with that slow, good- 
natured smile of his you'll like him from the first. 
On the cool end of an Egyptian weed Logan is super- 
satisfied and happy. He is more than an authority 
on those famous bluegrass horses and how to play 
them. 

Being from Kentucky he is naturally a snake. He 
has a keen and generous eye for the gentler sex. 
When he gets real lonesome for her there is only one 
thing that pleases him — an absurdly sentimental 
song, "It seems like a year since I've seen you dear." 
But we like to hear it anyway. 

Well Mac, sometime when we meet again we'll 
have another pleasing, honest-to-goodness Fat. 

Honor Committee (3); 
Company Representative (2); 
One Stripe; 
Reina Squad (4). 





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Francis Joseph Firth 

North Adams, Massachusetts 

"John Doe" "Frank" 

' T TEY, Hank, roll out —it's reveille," and after 
X A fifteen minutes out rolls John Doe — maybe. 
Frank came out of the wilderness a few years hack 
to augment Bobby's million. 

Little John is a hard, steady worker, one of the old 
school, which means that he will attain his end. He 
easily made the sub squad, and the casualties he 
caused in boxing circles were numerous. 

John admits that his yeast cake parties are just 
wonderful, but we never joined him because he 
omitted the four prunes. He doesn't read those 
naughty magazines — Vanity Fair and Cosmo— and 
he keeps bobbing his head like a Dobbin, but we 
have never found the check rein. His grease with 
the galleys on our cruises was mysterious, and with 
his midnight banquets appealed to our epicurean 
appetites. 

John is not a social lion. He is a real Red Mike, 
in fact, perhaps out of consideration for the femmes. 
He who looks for qualities, will find a bonanza 
in Lil John Doe, but as he graces the sub squad, 
one must look below the surface. 

Buzzard {2, 1). 



Everard Maurice Heim 
Richmond Hill, New \'ork 

"Ev" 

HEIM, the Man of the Hour! He was returning 
one night from leave in New York. While 
traveling down town in the subway he glanced at his 
watch and saw that he had an hour to make connec- 
tions. When he arrived he was exactly one hour 
late! Daylight Saving Plan! His watch has since 
been provided with two hour hands, black and gold. 

Another product of this man's genius is the Time 
Check Astronometer. This device enables him to run 
rings around Saturn and detects instantly when 
Venus winks at Mars. 

As an amateur photographer Ev has developed 
some classical results. It took his ability to pictori- 
ally fabricate a world cruise in the Chesapeake. 

He dragged once! Bricked! He swore off for a 
year and two months so that he would be sure to 
miss the next New Year's Hop. 

What are semi-anns in this young inventor's life.? 
Far sooner would he delve into the mysteries of the 
Red Book. It serves as a splendid mental narcotic. 
But like the frazzled Ford that ran out of gas he goes 
along on his reputation. 

Ev has an idiosyncracy which is hard to beat. 
Now get this; he writes left-handed, back-handed, 
and upside-down all at once! 

"Let's have some signal practice, boys." 
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Jennings Courts 
Washington, D. C. 

"Jay" "Jennie" 

MANY men have their exceptionally appropriate 
nick-names in large type across the tops of 
their biographies. While Jennings may have nick- 
names, sad to say, the best, the most interesting, the 
ones that best describe our Naval tennis Courts, 
must be left to the imagination of strangers and the 
memory of his friends. Your family thinks you're 
brilliant, your friends think you're a snake, and you, 
way down beneath the skin, feel that if you so desired 
you could break the hardest heart of the brickiest 
yard-engine. But Jay realizes none of the above 
accomplishments, or if you like, draw-backs. 

Have you ever seen a walking advertisement of 
Koolage, Welch, and Pietrangelo rolled mto what 
was supposed to be a Midshipman in a Midship- 
man's outfit.? Well, there's the original — with non- 
reg hair cuts to a Bailey-Banks non-reg tooth brush. 
One of the beautiful parts — that about Jennie which 
the D. O.'s appreciated — was that he smoked reg 
skags — Fats. 

Give him the high sign, fellows. He's one of the 
boys, a pal of every man in the class of '21. 

Buzzard. 



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Joseph Paul Croteau Carney 
Apponaug, Rhode Island 

"Mick" 

HOIST up the Irish flag, break out the confetti, 
and stand from under for here comes a real 
son of Ould Erin. Mick's a rare specimen, genial, 
whole-souled, and rough as they make them. His 
voice alone was enough to strike terror to the heart 
of the most blase Plebe, in the good old days before 
segregation descended upon us. 

Mick was a Bolshevik by nature. (Boy, page 
MacSwiney) and his stunts around here make 
wonderful stories to hand down to the coming 
generation. First Class year, however, he straight- 
ened up, quit his foolishness, and used the pap sheet 
with a fervor hitherto unknown to all save Joe. 
the way, Mick's imitation of Joe at the Second Class 
gymkhana was a not. 

Underneath his rough and ready exterior, he is 
really savvy. Few trees as well as hop lists, ever 
bore his name. Mick is the right sort and we pre- 
dict a rising future for him, whether in fog, mist, 
falling snow, or heavy rain storms. 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (/). 




Edward Peerman Moore 
Ringgold, Virginia 

"Country" 

PEERMAN is the youngest of the three famous 
football Moores who have put Ringgold on the 
map. Space forbids going into detail, but in passing 
we wish to say that it was that spirit of the old 
Navee fight which made Country a guard who 
couldn't be beat, a member of the World's Champion 
eight and won for him the respect of the entire 
Regiment. 

Country is a living example of the time-worn 
phrase "You can take a man out of the country, but 
you can't take the country out of the man." With 
his combined Virginia and Tar-Heel drawl and his 
refreshing rustic wit, Country is the life of any bull 
fest. Peerman has one of those faces like you see 
in the "Days of Real Sport", and when he smiles 
you just have to smile with him. 

Academically speaking Country's path has not 
been strewn with 4.0's, but despite the fact that one 
often heard Peerman moaning like a colored parson 
"Good-bye, Country boy, yore bilged," he has always 
come out on the balmy side of a 2.5. 

But you can't keep a good man down and nothing 
is ever going to down Country. 

"Two paces this o'way!" 

"God have mercy on the wicked, this heah is 
brutal!" 

Foolball Squad [4, 3); N-Star (2, /),• 
Crezv N Cross Oar {2); Captain Cre-.v (/); 
Jf'orld's Champion Crew; 
Lacrosse Numerals (3); 
Buzzard (2); Three Stripes. 



Charles Henry Judson 
Rochester, New York 
"Jud" "Bud" 

JUD joined us early in Plebe summer fresh from 
Exeter. We've always heard his home town 
was noted for nurseries, but Bud is anything but a 
nursery product. He joined the Ninth Company 
and became a member of Paul Dingwell's trick 
Plebes. When Christmas rolled around and we got 
no leave, he helped his fellow sufferers of the ground 
deck celebrate in true Navy style. At one point of 
the festivities he saved Happy's life by extricating 
him from a transom in which his (Happy's,) manly 
form had become transfixed. 

Then came Youngster year, and it was a rare 
Saturday that Bud's slick visage was not seen in the 
thick of the fight on the old gym floor. Second 
Class year he ascended to Porter Row where he has 
ever since juggled tea cups with the best of them. 

Any spring evening, when it's too warm to study, 
you can hear his whisky tenor, blended with the rest 
of the gang in more or less harmonious song. 

Never starring, never bilging, he pursued the even 
tenor of his ways with an ease that might make any 
of us envious. Bud's wicked line has snowed under 
many a Prof and brought forth the much coveted 
2.50. If it has such an effect on a hardened old sea- 
dog, we tremble to think of the slim chances of some 
sweet young thing who might fall into his clutches. 

Crezv Squad (4); 
Log Staff {4); 
Buzzard (2); 
One Stripe. 




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George Clifford Crawford 
Black Mountain, North Carolina 

"Cliff" 

SAY, I'll tell you what we'll do " is the 
beginning of another enthusiastic outburst on 
the part of our female captivator from western North 
Carolina, where the moon shines so merrily on the 
moonshine, the outburst meeting with the usual 
answer "Fine, Cliff, let's go." 

Cliff has had a heavy drag, Academically speaking, 
during his four years' stay, especially with Dago, 
but by great gnashing of teeth and dental appoint- 
ments, he has boosted himself over the top. 

Cliff is a bred-in-the-bone tar-heel. His devotion 
to his native state is exceeded only by his desire for 
Camels, and with that out comes the pack. 

Fussing and juggling a tea cup are not in this fair- 
haired boy's list of accomplishments, although he 
has been known to drag two femmes at the same time 
then extricating himself from the situation, leaving 
both femmes convinced that it was the mistake of 
the other. 

Second Class leave gave him wonderful oppor- 
tunities to practice this art of diplomacy, and he's 
very rarely a Red Mike now. 

"Say, do you remember on Second Class leave, 
we " 

"Any Plebes here from N. C. ?" 
Buzzard. 



Robert Wallace Berry 

New York City, New York 

"Bob" "Admiral" 

FROM the Halls of Montezuma and the Shores of 
Tripoli hails our Admiral and to there he expects 
to return. "Just a minute there, fellows, have you 
heard this one.'" — and Robert is off. 

His specialty is breaking hearts. Look at that 
handsome countenance, not the hair please, — he is 
getting a trifle bald — and you will see the reason. 
First it was a Mississippi girl who ensnared his affec- 
tions with her great big blue eyes and soft talk and 
he had everything fixed up for Youngster Sep leave. 
However, a washout in the mountains where he was 
spending his leave took the only railroad bridge away 
including the telegraph wires. Of course, disaster 
resulted, but Robert had the true Navy spirit and 
instead of being downhearted he immediately lost 
his heart to another girl, and so far as the writer 
knows, there have been no more bridge or telegraph 
wire break-downs. 

Bob has an inclination toward the easy life, as his 
Admiralistic proportions will show. It has been real 
work for him to go out every spring for the crew. 
As promoter of the Berry-Bartlett system he has 
gained well-earned renown. We dedicate his name 
to the Hall of Fame; and may the best of luck ever 
be yours, Robert. 

One Stripe; 
Bugle Corps (4); 
Log Staff (4, 3, 2); 
Masqueraders (4, 3); 
Crezv Squad (4, 2, 1); 
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Frederick Huntington Wolcott Jackson 

Glen Ridge, N. J. 

"Fred" "Ghoul" "Jack" 

JACK prepped until that life grew monotonous and 
then he decided to let the Navy use him. Jack 
is so old that he can't remember when he moved from 
New Jersey to the United States. 

He is not the exception to the rule governing 
ministers' sons. Ask him about the time he tried to 
convert a hot air heater into a steam plant, the re- 
sult of which was that Buck's War college had to 
suspend operations for a time. He is also a military 
man. With his commands of "Column left halt!" 
and "Squads halt march!" he inaugurated a drill 
system of his own. First Class cruise on the "Razor 
Strap" he brought the Skipper out of the emergency 
cabin on the double when he passed the word "Re- 
lease all prisoners." 

Jack knows how to make a liberty as it should be 
made. He is a bridge artist and this coupled with 
his good-natured rhinoism made him a happy com- 
panion on the cruise. 

Jack has ability, but like the rest of the common 
horde, his mind is not inclined to text books. He is 
a connoisseur of good poetry and can recite any of 
the old Saxon favorites. 

Not knowing his 3rd name we called it Worthless. 
We know however that he is a good man and we like 
him. 

Buzzard (7). 



KEN is one of those quiet, but not too quiet, easy- 
going kind of men who is everybody's friend and 
to whom everybody is a friend. He's always ready 
for anything; just put him in a bunch and he is in 
his element. 

Between his tight for the 2.5 and his natural 
Radiator Club tendencies, particularly the 2.5, he 
has stopped at class soccer and the soccer squad in 
athletics, but he worked hard at those while he could. 

Ken has had his share of hard luck since he has 
been with us, and several other people's portions too. 
The Executive Department first got him on our Second 
Class cruise and after that he just couldn't seem to 
get away with anything. The Academics came in 
for their share too. As long as Freddie Mayberry 
was with us, things went pretty well with Ken, but 
after he left, the last part of Youngster year Ken 
wasn't under quite such good influences, and his ups 
and downs began to be mostly downs. His troubles 
lasted right up to the end, but now the Academics 
have lost for good. The system is athingofthe past 
and Ken has gotten the Atlantic Coast assignment 
which he wanted so much. Well we can't blame 

him for wanting it, considering and we are 

glad for him. 

Buzzard; 

Soccer Squad {2, 1). 





Cortland Jacques Strang 
Brooklyn, N. Y. 
''Chink" "C. /." 

YES, he has New York City written all over him 
and what he doesn't know about the town isn't 
worth knowing. If you don't believe it ask him and 
just allow him- to steer you on a liberty in his home 
town, especially around the Bronnix. 

As for Academic life, Chink hasn't found it a bed 
of roses; the joys of Plebe life, the All-Academic 
maiathon. Youngster year, and the Executive 
Department Second Class year caused him to come 
up for air several times. Nevertheless he has 
always had the necessary punch when it was needed. 

C. J. has been the representative of the Navy gym 
team for four years in clubs and side-horse, being 
one of the men who brought the intercollegiate 
gymnastic championship to the Academy in 1920. 

Chink doesn't shine very much as a snake, during 
the Academic year, however, on the cruise and on 
leave his beauty is always at the call of any fair one. 

May luck and not clubs come your way in the 
future. Chink. 

Gym Tram (4, 3, 2, 1); GNT; 
Buzzard. 



Elmer Allen Tarbutton 

Crumpton, Maryland 

"Elmer"' "Tar" 

NOW it doesn't make any difference to me but, 
fellows, it is this way." Yes, that is Elmer, 
quiet and conservative, but usually right. 

Tar comes from the eastern shore of Maryland 
and following in the footsteps of his brother, was 
regulation from his Plebehood until he well earned 
his two stripes First Class year. 

In the athletic world Elmer has been a plodder, 
but lack of speed and the sub squad have kept him 
at a disadvantage. Several classes, however, realize 
fully that he was on a class lacrosse team. His 
ability to handle a rifle was shown when he was 
elected manager of the team. 

Djer Kiss on bare shoulders and baby eyes have 
never appealed to Elmer for he is a constant Red 
Mike, the girls are not level headed enough for 
him. 

Elmer is a likeable and good-natured chap and 
would give his last cigar to a friend. 

"Now it is alright fellows but " 

Two Stripes; 

Class Lacrosse Team (2); 

Manager Rifle Team (J). 




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Bertram Martin Kern 
Providence, Rhode Island 
"Boemke" "Bert" " Beetrum" 

BERT is not a ladies' man, but a lady's man. The 
ordinary run of femmes do not hold the slightest 
attraction for him, except up in Providence there is 
one that — "Say, boy, that last night at Rhodes!" 
IS all he says. 

For Bert there are two vital necessities in life; one 
IS to get his full quota of sleep, and the other his 
skag. Without a skag he is like the proverbial pup 
sans fleas — nothing to catch. His two goals are to 
get a constantly increasing number of letters from 
Her each week, and to reduce his chin(s). 

Judging from the amount of work he does — or 
rather doesn't — you would hardly guess Bert ever 
sported any sidelights on his collars. As far as that 
goes you will be correct, but Bert gets there without 
half trying; which is to say he is fairly savvy. 

Bert's sunny and easy-going disposition fairly 
radiates at all times. In spite of the handicap of a 
truly pleasant nature, Bert knows how to be serious 
about things worth while. 

Buzzard; 
JVaier-Polo Squad. 



Ernest Henry Webb 

Bristol, Rhode Island 

"Red" 

SOME chaps are just naturally so seagoing that 
when they depart hence it seems, they'll sprout 
fins instead of horns. 

Webby hails from the port of Bristol, Rhode 
Island, and he can handle anything that floats under 
oars, sail, gas, or steam and he never spits to leeward. 

Webby possesses the almost unheard-of combin- 
tion of an easy-going disposition and red hair. In 
fact his chief fault is over-modesty, which is really 
too bad since he is gifted with very keen judgment. 
He seldom hits trees but you will always find him 
looking them over on Saturdays. English was fruit 
for Red as soon as the Profs heard his New England 
accent. 

His chief enjoyment is athletics and he never 
misses a game, meet, or match. 

Outwardly he has always held the fair sex more or 
less in awe, and seldom it is that he drags. In 
keeping with his custom has steered clear of the 
slippery boards of McDonough Hall, except on 
special occasions. But we can't help having a 
hunch that if a girl had a good grease with him we 
might be surprised. 

Well, here's to you, old salt, lucky the first luflF 
who gets you, for the gravitv tanks will always be 
full. 

Buzzard. 





Wiley Nash Hand 
Starkville, Mississippi 

"Snake" 

"AW Hell, what fo' you do that?" Some poor 
l\. unfortunate has entered Snake's boudoir 
during study hours and awakened him from blissful 
dreams of Mississippi life. 

As you may be aware he comes from the land 
where the cotton blooms and grows. Comfort is his 
middle name. The only explanation that we can 
make for his long, lean carcass is that he must have 
slept it off. 

Although he couldn't "habla", nevertheless our 
young hero here is a savoir-one of the kind that 
loafs along three months with a 2.5 and then grabs 
a 3.4 and finishes up in a blaze of glory. He's one 
of the few that ever actually savvied Juice. 

Hand's idea of bliss is to go back home to Missis- 
sippi, sit down in a nice easy chair under that kind 
old southern moon, smoke skags, and ruminate. A 
Southerner born and bred, he's a credit to any society. 
His biggest boast is that he's the only man living or 
dead that can handle Shaw at all times. 

The Terrible Tenth brought him up, and it was 
never the same after he and Shaw deserted it First 
Class year. 

"Yes, suh, these northern women ain't nothing at 
all like the girls we have down home." 

Buzzard {2, 1); 
Lucky Bag Staff (2). 



Hiram Paul Shaw 
Gallipolis, Ohio 

"Hiram"' 

AH-hah— Who knocketh.?" "Tis I, the Duke." 
. "The Duke.?" "Yes, Hiram P., Duke of the 
Urals. The original he-man, wild three-quarters of 
the time, and mean, the rest." 

Shaw was a good man before the Navy got him, but 
five years as one of Uncle Sam's wards has turned his 
hair gray, put a hump in his back, destroyed his 
morals, and made him a first class gangster and ward 
heeler. 

Hiram thinks for himself — right or wrong, his con- 
victions are his own, bound to no one's influence. 
Why, to be different, he even goes to Baltimore for a 
hair cut, and to Reisenweber's for a workout. 

It took 'steen skipping drill paps and daily men- 
tion in the morning orders Second Class year to make 
him realize he was the best known man in the Regi- 
ment. 

Shaw has swung a lacrosse stick five years, the final 
two as skipper of the aggregation, and he has yet to 
see a Navy team lower its colors. 

The spirit he puts into everything is typical of our 
Hiram, inpetuous, and yet clear headed, he's a born 
leader. A man from the feet up; and we are glad to 
call him friend. 

Chairman Class Crest Committee; 

LNT {4, 3, 2, 1); 

Captain Lacrosse Team {2, 1); 

Class Basketball (2, 1); 

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David Edward Carlson 
Whiting, Iowa 

"Siuro" "Swede" "Deek" "SI 



HEY! St. Vitus! Bring me my Fats." That 
IS only the Swede down b}' Smolce Hail 
talking to his wife who is somewhere in the second 
wing. He admits that his voice attained its far- 
reaching qualities through daily lectures given to a 
squad of mules back in Iowa. 

WTien he came to the Navy he positively swore off 
everything that required an unnecessary expenditure 
of energy. As an exception, however, he went out 
for crew Plebe year but, finding that it made sitting 
down a painful operation, he gave it up for the more 
adventuresome occupation of hunting a place to 
catch. 

Slim played tag with the Academics for two years 
because he favored the old four-year course, but 
Second Class year he broke his record of never 
having starred for a month in any one subject, and 
made a rep for himself as one of the savvy men in the 
wooden half. 

Red Mike.' Well, he drags occasionally 
friends and has often for himself. And 
certain colored letter postmarked "Whiting" a 
— Oh! Boy! Then his roommate beats i 
Smoke Hall. 

"Well, back in 1919 when I was on the 
boat " 

"Aw, I can't be bothered, let's catch." 

Tzvo Stripes; 
Buzzard {2). 



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George Dewey Hilding 
McBride, Michigan 

"St. Vitus" "Daddy" "Swede" 

YOU know — I think I'll learn how to swim. 
Sometime the old buque might run out from 
under me and then it would stand me in pretty good 
if I knew how to keep up." "The first thing I'm 
going to do when I get off this piece of pig iron is 
to go to my room and just sit for about half an hour 
and think. There won't he any deviation on account 
of all the iron." 

George Dewey has about as many different nick- 
names as Solomon had wives. It might be presumed 
that with such a seagoing name as his that he would 
have been content, such is not the case, however, for 
he was called St. Vitus the first meal during Plebe 
year, and in addition he has been acquiring others 
right along. Although he is known to most of us as 
St. Vitus, it must be admitted that Daddy Time 
is not at all inappropriate for him. This is due to 
his slow but sure way of going about doing things. 
It may be truly said of St. Vitus that he always looks 
before leaping. 

St. Vitus has been a good classmate and will be a 
welcome addition to those after-dinner gatherings 
under the awning. 

Buzzard (2, 1); 

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Ralph Edward Hanson 

Schenectady, New York 

"Ole" "Swede" "Falstaff" "Pop" "Boilermaker" 

POP entered with Twenty, but his shaking 
blood, remaining from High School days, and a 
strmg of blue letters, prevented him from concen- 
trating on Academic stuff, so he took a few months' 
leave and came back to join Twenty-One. 

After a gentleman's cruise on the "Ark," he joined 
part of Twenty-One at the bare-ax and began to 
make friends among his own classmates. That 
was his most successful occupation both at the 
barracks and during his visits to Bancroft Hall. 

He spent a couple of weeks at the beginning of the 
year under Doc trying to learn how to handle a pig- 
skin. The A. A.'s and his radiator soon cut short 
his athletic ambitions, and he joined the big major- 
ity who helped to make Navy's record from the side 
lines. 

"Savvy" was always willing to help a friend with 
a sister or drag's friend, and in half a dozen chances 
he didn't draw a single brick. 

He got the Pop on Second Class cruise by his 
willingness to help out his shipmates, and by giving 
them help and advice from his broader experience. 
He surely lived up to it on one occasion in New York. 
He was some roommate, is a good shipmate and the 
best kind of a friend. 

Three Stripes; 
Class Football (7); 
Submarine Squad {2, 1). 



Walter Frederick Weidener 
Hoboken, New Jersey 

"Gus" "Dutch" "Widow" 

SIX side-boys!" Weidner from the dependency 
of Hoboken is coming over the side. Here 
you have him, gentlemen, the Navy's champion 
caulk artist, an arch enemy of prohibition laws, a 
very slight acquaintance with Lady Nicotine, and a 
profound believer in good food. Gus was bequeathed 
to us by '20 Plebe year, and since then he has been a 
true classmate. He is, also, true Navy from the 
ground up. Do not cuss the Navy in his presence, 
lest he heap live coals upon your head. 

By the aid of good Dame Fortune and late lights, 
Gus has always been on the sunny side of a 2.5 at the 
end of each term. While not a star man, he possesses 
a mind rich in good old horse sense. After seeing 
that good-natured smile and rotund figure, you won- 
der if he ever gets sore. He does when you step on 
his toes. But this state does not last long. 

Never forgetful of favors, large or small, he is 
your friend until you prove otherwise. He is richly 
possessed in humor, but not of the Falstaff variety. 

Buzzard. 



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Joseph Campbell Cronin 
Geneva, Alabama 

"Joe" 

JOE hails from sunny Alabam', a medium-built, 
dark-haired, dark-eyed chap. You can easily 
tell where he was "fetched up", and his sunny dis- 
position and generous ways are always making 
friends for him. 

Plebe year found him one of those Plebes who gets 
along well with the Upper Classmen because of his 
good nature, but the fates were not so good to him as 
far as studies were concerned. Youngster year 
he seemed to catch on better, and Second and First 
Class years he had easy sailing and stood high in the 
ranks of '21-B. 

At the start Joe looked to be the reddest of Red 
Mikes. Who would have thought that some day 
our Joe would be a confirmed snake.? Why, he 
couldn't even walk straight, and the sight of a femme 
nearly scared him to death. Finally he was persuad- 
ed to drag blind and the die was cast. Joe became 
a confirmed snake and now he can spread a broad 
line and shake a wicked hoof with the best of them. 

Early in his dragging career he fell for a certain 
fair one, and has never recovered. May your 
chase ever be merry, Joe. 

Buzzard (2); 
Chief Petty Officer; 
Sub Squad {4, 3, 2, /). 



Thomas Mkdairy Dell, Jr. 
Baltimore, Maryland 

"Tommic" "Tarzau" "Gabriel" 

TOMMIE comes from Baltimore and Baltimore 
is proud of it too, to wit, that picture in the Sun 
of Maryland's honored sons in the Service. 

Early in his career here, he was dubbed Tarzan. 
This stuck, and it increases in popularity the better 
one becomes acquainted with him. His Cave Man 
instincts are overwhelmingly strong in social life as 
well as in his every day actions. 

Being Grand Commander of the Bugle Corps. 
Tarzan claims to have gone our friend Gabriel one 
better — he has already blown himself into fame and 
Gabriel is still standing by. Just give Thomas 
something to blow on and he is as happy as every 
one else is miserable. 

Gifted with a wonderful shape — below the neck — 
he takes to some branches of athletics. Pushes the 
best in track, in which he has made his letter, 
captains soccer, and is one of Spike Webb's most apt 
pupils in the fistic sport. 

Tommie, although a snake with all the temmes, 
and a wicked dancer, early became a One Girl man, 
and never since his first capitulation has he erred 
from the straight and narrow path. 

Bugle Corps {4,3,2, 1); 

Leader Bugle Corps (J); 

One Stripe; 

Soccer Squad (2); Captain Soccer; 

Track TNT (2); Numerals (i). 



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Edmund Kirby-Smith, Jr. 

Sewanee, Tennessee 

"Kirby" "Chico" "Senor Smith" "Wee One" 

"VJOW Sam McGee was from Tennessee," — like- 
1 >l wise is this cute little fellow. 

"Leetle Koiby," as Pedro used to call him, early 
became known for that natural brace and military 
bearing developed before he became a pampered pet. 
He took to the hellcats Plebe year and granted many 
of us the privilege of carrying his drum up to the old 
third deck. 

Not a snake, but quite a fusser is Chico. His 
score for attendance at hops has been well nigh per- 
fect. He is of necessity partial to the short femme, 
and consequently has developed marked ability in 
manoeuvering to avoid the taller variety. "Hey 
there, Kirby! What's the uniform for the hop?" 

Cheerful of nature and keen of wit, Kirby is a good 
mixer and the life of a crowd, especially after ship- 
ping a wet sea. The eve of Second Class cruise is a 
fragrant memory! 

At the same time, Kirby is the essence of regness. 
Conscientious and painstaking in all that he does and 
not backward in any particular, he is sure to get 
ahead. 

As Mate of the Deck on the "Whisky" — "Get up 
and look at the pretty sunrise! Look at the pretty 
ships 1" 

One Stripe; 
Wrestling Squad; 
Buzzard. 



Thomas Paul Kucera 

LaCrosse, Wisconsin 

"Tommy" "Thoes" "Kiizie" 

TOM is some boy, savvy, easy-going, and a Red 
Mike of the reddest sort. At least he was until 
one bright spring day Youngster year, when he found 
himself in a bight and had to drag for a friend. Since 
then our hero has dragged several times, but always 
the same femme. That's all right Tom, they all fall 
sooner or later. 

Plebe year we didn't know Tom was around. He 
was reg-bound, and kept below decks pretty much of 
the time. But when Youngster year hove to he was 
all there, a changed man, and put the fear of God into 
more than one would-be hard-boiled Plebe. He can 
take care of himself and give a good account in a 
free-for-all, although he is not husky or athletically 
inclined by any means. Mexican athletics is Tom's 
hobby, and he throws a mean line when you get 
started on lacrosse. Machaquito the Matador has 
nothing on this sturdy little fellow. 

Non-reg! Well I hope to shout! Yet seldom do 
we see Tom pressing bricks. How he gets away with 
it is a mystery we have all tried to solve. 

"Hey! Ganomi! Jones is dead." 

\ ou have the best interests of the Service at heart, 
and here is to you, Tom. 

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Philip Gardner Nichols 

Peabody, Massachussetts 

''Nick" "PG" 

PG. NICHOLS, the horse-Marine disguised as a 
• C. P. O., entered the outfit six weeks late and 
never yet has he caught up with himself. The 
secrecy of the Navy Department during the war is 
shown by the fact that it took two months to locate 
him on the high seas to inform him that he was a 
pampered pet. 

Plebe year, because of his six weeks' handicap, 
Nick hit all the trees that were posted. But a few 
tender-hearted souls in the Academic Department 
took him in charge for an extra month and got him 
well under way. 

Nick celebrated the 1919 Army-Navy game in true 
Navy form with a little exaggeration as shown by 
his appreciation of the show. 

As an athlete, Nick never showed up on any of the 
teams — wasting all his energy in rough-housing and 
goboonitis. One of his favorite pastimes was 
playing hide and seek with the D. O.'s. The wooing 
of Lady Fatima made him a member of the secluded 
gang on the first deck, third wing. Youngster year. 

In spite of all his faults he is a typical seagoing 
shipmate who will always ride the Seven Seas with 
the best of them. 

"Cheer up, you won't give a damn a thousand 
years from now." 

Buzzard (2); 
C. P. 0.; 

Clean Sleeve. 



Lawrence Elliott Divoll 

Worcester, Massachusetts 

"Lawrie" "Hank" 

HANKISH, Prankish, Clank! Here he comes 
with his diving shoes and tooth brush. Wor- 
cester lost an ardent fire-eating, fire-fighting ^'ank, 
when our Hank entered Uncle Sam's Haven of Rest. 

Plebe year Hank was quiet and conscientious as is 
evidenced by his class standing. Youngster year 
being in an entirely different environment (the 
apartment), the All-Academics gained a slight 
advantage and June found our hero doomed for 
the four-year course. 

Prankish has curious ways of showing his sense of 
humor. An example of this was when he scaled a 
pan of cottage pudding the length of the table. 
Exit Hank. Where did he go then? 

Second Class year he got the radio bug, and as a 
result the 11th Co. got the day's topics every morn- 
ing at the table. 

The femmes never threatened Clankish until tlie 
June Ball of 1920. Then he fell with a crash. Since 
then he has tried to recover but without much 
success. 

Hank's ideas of right and wrong may seem odd at 
times but he hails from Puritanical New England, 
and has always upheld its ideals. He is a true 
friend and a hard worker — what more can you ask 
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Carroll Joy 
Keokuk, Iowa 

'^Carroll" 

ALTHOUGH Charlie came to us from Keokuk, a 
. good thousand miles from the sea, he soon had a 
knowledge of Naval subjects that put to shame most 
of the Navy Juniors. Unlike most of us, he was able 
to get actual enjoyment out of purely professional 
subjects. Consequently, he was the source from 
which we got our answers to mess hall questions all 
Plebe year. 

No one who ever met Carroll Joy will ever forget 
him. Those who knew him loved him, and those 
who were fortunate enough to be among his friends 
bear witness that he wove his way into their lives 
and became permanently a part of their patterns. 
Carroll was one of those men whom everybody liked, 
without knowing just why. We have decided that 
it is no single quality, but the entire wealth of his 
lovable and striking personality that drew us to him. 
Carroll was more than square with all men and we 
will carry to our graves the cherished memory of his 
friendship. 

Buzzard [2). 



Ralston Birto Vanzant 

Houston, Texas 

"fan" "Dutch" "Lout" 

THE earth was darkened, the sun was eclipsed, 
and Van hove into view. For Van was fat. And 
Van was fat because he ate and laughed. Plebe 
year the First Class waxed gleeful as Van's roaring 
laugh rang through the old mess hall. He isn't so 
fat now. Strenuous years and a term or two with 
Mike Kernodle have produced a more symmetrical 
cross-section. 

Naturally savvy — that order had no terror for 
him; but because he wanted to stay with his friends, 
his chief difficulty was in getting low enough marks. 
So while most of us were burning late lights and 
boning Academics to pull into the first half. Van was 
conscientiously burning oil and boning Cosmo to 
stay in the second. And he did it, thanks to a few 
extra demos. 

Van is a good shipmate. Moreover, he's an hon- 
est - to - God - don't - give-a-damn-why-worry example 
of good fellowship. Always ready for a rough house, 
smiling top or bottom, his effervescent fund of good 
humor consistently and habitually asserts itself. He 
has the interest of the Service at heart, and, as that 
is the requisite foundation upon which all good 
Naval Officers are built, it follows that Van must 
make a good officer. 

"Come on there. Holt." 

Sub Squad (4, 3, 2, 1); 
Numerals (2); Class Football (2); 
Buzzard (2, 1). 





William Hawley Sewell 
Jackson, Tennessee 

"JVillic" 

WILUE graduates next week, and he has yet to 
learn that the hghts are not turned out at taps. 
Each and every night of his existence within the 
walls, nine-thirty has found him safely tucked in his 
little trundle bed. He bones an hour and a half a 
day. The rest of the time he caulks, and yet he 
wonders why they tagged him with the name of 
"Weary Willie." 

When we dropped the mud hooks in Cuba, Willie 
felt at home. The fact that he had lived there ten 
years spelled salvation for many of his classmates at 
the Academia Naval. Once he went to the hospital 
for a week, and two-thirds of the Batt hit the tree. 

Why any one should want to go to sea when one 
can ride a horse is beyond his understanding. He 
and salt water don't mix, so Willie has a hankering 
for the gyrenes. He's a Minister's son — but wait a 
minute; don't draw your conclusions too soon. 
Honestly, he doesn't smoke, chew, drink, or swear. 
Furthermore, he boasts that he has the smallest 
feminine correspondence in the Academy. Yep, he's 
the only one of the kind in existence. 

He's unassuming and he doesn't say much, but 
his heart's as big as his body, and he's the right kind 
of a friend to have. 

"Dad gum it — I knew that stuff." 

Buzzard [2, I); 
Class Football (1). 



William Lockridge Drybread 

Nevada, Iowa 

"Bill" "Hardtack" 

BILL has boned less than anyone we know ot and 
generally stars when the monthly bush comes 
up. Bill's boning usually consisted of waking his 
roommate when formation busted, and asking him 
what the lesson was. 

Our Bill is usually very obliging, even when it 
comes to substituting for you at extra duty; but ask 
him to drag for you, and you get a short negative 
answer. He has an absolutely clean record for non- 
attendance at hops. Saturday night generally 
found Bill over in the auditorium looking at Mack 
Sennett's latest production. 

He frankly admits that he has never performed at 
the gentle art of manual labor, and has religiously 
avoided the gym, but somewhere he got a pair of 
shoulders, that put his blues in a continual state of 
tension. 

We won't say that Bill is lazy, because no one 
could accomplish what he has, and deserve the 
adjective, but we must admit that he believes in B. 
Franklin's wisdom: "Tardy to bed and late to rise 
makes a man handsome and increases his size." 

Bill leaves us trying to decide w-hether he w ill go to 
the west coast where he can enjoy life, or to the 
Asiatic where he can sleep 23 hours a day. 

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Raleigh Stanton Hales 
Wilson, North Carolina 

"Ralfigh 

' ^JOW if you'll practise this long enough, you'll be 
1^ able to do it as well as I can." Then he 
starts off on a treatise on deltoids and extensors and 
what not that sounds Hke a cross between Physical 
Culture and a strength test chart. For Raleigh 
truly believes that the "Body is but the temple of 
the soul" and he has set about building his in his 
usual systematic way. He can do more things with 
himself in a gymnasium than Houdini could in his 
palmist days. He is ever ready to impart his 
knowledge to anyone willing to listen to his teachings. 
You can spot him a mile away by his big cigar and 
the string of medals clanking on his watch fob. 

Raleigh is a great entertainer especially of the 
fairer sex. He has a time-honored stock of juvenile 
jokes and trick poetry that he springs on any 
assemblage he happens to grace. '\'ou should hear 
him recite "The sensations of being in love." Don't 
if you can escape it. 

Steadiness is Raleigh's outstanding characteristic. 
He always does what he sets out to do and no amount 
of adversity can dampen his ardor or spoil his 
cheery disposition. Witness his hve year climb to 
graduation. 

Two Stripes; 

Gym Team {4, 3, 2, 1): 

cNt (3); 

Gymnasium N {2); 

Captain Gym Team (<?, 1); 

All-around Academy Gym. Champion (J, 2): 

Intercollegiate Flying Rings Champion (2). 



Wyatt Craig 

russelville, alabama 

-Red" "Tecumseh" 

THE man who put Russelville on the map. It 
was his constant source of worry that the Plebes 
from Alabama could not locate his ville. 

Red is a man of several achievements; notable 
among these is his ability as a safe-cracker. Ask 
him who swiped the paint for old "Tec." This tend- 
ency coupled with a hearty appetite came near driv- 
ing the bakers aboard the Alabama to white liaii 
and an early grave. His horse-trading ability will 
make him a rich man while we are still paying oft 
our grad debts. Ihe combination, D. O. proof 
door latches, in the second wing are another example 
of his genius. 

Wyatt, as his mother calls him, has never joined 
the ranks of the snakes, though they say that in his 
home town he is quite a boy. 

Red is one of the few who has not paid court to 
Lady Nicotine, in spite of the reg against it. He is 
one of the few good students in the less fortunate 
portion of our class, and is a good man to call a friend, 
as he is always willing and usually able to help one 
in distress. 

Buzzard (2, I); 
Sharpshooter; 

Submarine Squad {4, 3, 2); 
Special Gym Squad {4, 3). 



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Walton Carpenter Darby 

Summit, New Jersey 

"SHm" "Darb" 

SLIM belonged to the old Second company's squad 
of sky-scrapers, but as Senor Howell was tiie 
towering glory and the special attraction, Darb was 
spared much of the file closer's attention. 

Slim was not given much to gab and his casual 
"Whatcha doing there" was always followed by the 
silence of a good listener. He was always moderate 
and well balanced in his work as well as in his play — 
never starring, never bilging, dragging heavy at 
times, and occasionally taking in the sights at the 
Saturday night "Mack Sennetts." 

Darb was always ready to lend a helping hand to 
anyone in any place. On the Minnie when the 
watch officer curtly told him a dry pipe wasn't a water 
main, his water hadn't gone over the top as it did 
with most of us as we sat peacefully smoking on a 
canned bill box while he was doing the additional 
work of firing for dog tired youngsters. 

Darby did not return with us from our First Class 
September leave, and although he has left a vacant 
place in our ranks he will forever hold a warm place 
in our hearts. 

Buzzard (2). 



Lamar Munroe Wise 

Macon, Georgia 

"Sol" "Hick" 

IT was right after the Upper Classmen had returned 
from their Sep leave, in the good old days when 
Plebes were Plebes and the Regiment boasted of 
but one D. O. and the mess table was the scene of 
getting acquainted, that Solomon became famous. 
"Mister, suppose you sound off." "Wise, Sir." 
"Yes, and you are a wise lookmg owl too, Solomon." 

Plebe year his favorite indoor sport was fighting 
the Civil War all over again and when he was not too 
busily engaged in planning a campaign to fool the 
Dago Department, he was usually engaged in an 
argument with Jack about the merits and demerits 
of the North and South. 

No Christmas tree or May Pole was ever complete 
without Sol until First Class year, when he happened 
to miss one. Forging ahead in business has nothing 
on him, for didn't he get Regimental Order Number 
40.? 

Sol is a firm believer in the old adage about being 
sure you are right, then go ahead, for when he thinks 
he's right nothing can divert him from his course. 
Sincerity is his middle name; when he says something 
you know he means it, and as a friend he's true blue, 
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Louis Van Derly Taylor 
HuMESTON, Iowa 

"Bottle" 

EARLY in his uneven career the name of Bottle 
fixed itself to him (as lasting nicknames will do) 
and if he doesn't grow three or four feet longer or 
several fewer around, this name will stick. He will 
try anything once and, when not caught, has been 
known to repeat the performance. He has been 
everything from a howling hound (he was famous for 
it Plebe year) to the chief brains behind the Mas- 
queraders. Nor did his creative ability stop there. 
As many men in the last squads do. Bottle sports 
a voice of no mean proportions. The Supe spent one 
whole service trymg to locate the whiskey tenor in the 
choir. After hop nights, balmy snakes and femmes 
have passed his temporarily Red Mike room, 
listened to pure harmony, and done what you and 
she would do with moonlight on the bay. But let 
that voice rise above a whisper and in each Plebeian 
hole in the wall will be gnashing of teeth. "If them 
as has been judged could be judges!" Bottle's name 
might range the alphabet; but take the word of one 
who knows and meet Louis Van Derly, a Man. 

Director Masqueraders (2); 

President Masqueraders (7); 

Buzzard; 

Choir (4, 3, 2, 1); 

Glee Club (4, J, 2). 



Verner Orion Vogenitz 
Ada, Ohio 

"Jf'kitey" "f'oge'" 

I ATE Plebe Summer when the war babies were 
-> in their prime and the terrace radiated heat, 
Whitey descended upon Crabtown and entered the 
Navy. Those of us who were so fortunate as to 
know him, early learned to like him. His white hair, 
unfailing good nature, and sunny disposition, made 
him friends wherever his feet chanced to lead him. 
His name plate was a great drawing card to the 
Upper Classmen, who entered his room out of 
curiosity and returned again because they liked his 
looks and line. 

Youngster cruise he proved to be a good shipmate, 
sharing his portion of the loads and trials of that 
"Yorktown to Tangier" nightmare. In the begin- 
ning of Youngster yearVoge was taken with the flu, 
from which he never fully recovered. The summer 
found him on sick leave, though later he joined the 
practice cruise in New York. 

Suffering with tuberculosis, he was sent to the 
hospital at Los Animas, Colo., where he died early 
in December, Second Class year. By his untimely 
death, a severe blow to us all, we lost a true friend, 
a worthy classmate, and a fine, square man. 

Masqueraders (3). 



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Elmer Paul Abernethy 

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma 

"Ab" "Abe" "Abby" 

STRANGE as it may seem our ladylike Elmer is 
from Oklahoma City. He was raised in the 
Southwest territory with the wild and woolly Indians, 
which all goes to prove that environment doesn't 
always make the man. Abby entered the Naval 
Academy fully determined to lead a life of glory and 
honor or die in the attempt. He didn't do so much 
in the glory and honor life. On the Missouri he 
commanded the battalion assigned to that ship. 
Some of his many busts were to order his command 
to "go down stairs" and to order them to "march to 
mess hall" when there wasn't any such annimule. 

Abby thinks the Navy is no place for an ambitious 
young thing. The only time ambition ever stared 
hmi in the face in the Navy was when he was on the 
"Beach at Waikiki," and he is afraid his ship won't 
call there very often. 

Abby has a fondness for argument. He will 
argue with you on any question and take either side 
to be obliging. "I'll bet you," and he wins. 

He has put up a hard struggle with the Academics 
from first to last. Plebe year he wasn't sat in his 
marks until the last week. Since that time he has 
grown increasingly savvy, showing the result of hard 
work and persistent effort. 

Buzzard (2, /). 



Clement Rudoplh Baume 
Marietta, Ohio 
"Clem" "Cleo" 

THIS hefty Ohioan told us once that if it wasn't 
for the Buckeye State the United States might 
as well establish a monarchy, because isn't Ohio the 
state of Presidents.? 

Clem, upon migration from home to Annapolis, 
struck by the lofty grandeur of the Chapel dome, 
made a resolution then and there to pursue the even 
tenor of his solitary way. Ah me! In three years 
the All-Executives obtained his numeral. Clem, the 
pap, and e.xtra instruction in infantry became 
synonymous! 

Something once caused Cleo to succumb to the 
lure of the lute. In a short time he mastered the 
musical drum — a ukelele — and ever since has mused 
over the melodious music despite the mutterings of 
the mad mob. 

Sub squad, gym squad, in fact no squad ever caused 
Clem a worry. He is a potential athlete, charter 
member of the Radiator Club, a Cosmopic servitor, 
and a Dasching-Skag-Hund. 

Being from Ohio and running true to form, Clem 
has hung it all over the Academics. In his own way 
Clem is a savoir but half of the time he is too lazy to 
get out of his own way, the result being that he has 
eased along the road to graduation. But he's right 
there when it comes to obtaining results. 

Clean Sleeve; 
Buzzard {2, I). 





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William Adair Porter, Jr. 
Leorard, Oklahoma 

"Bill" "Chief "Gillaume" 

/^UR Chief — the old boy who smiles Hke he means 
V^ it, and seldom smiles. The wilds and solitudes 
of Oklahoma knew him first. Oklahoma University 
still remembers his dashing and meteoric career. 
His parties were famed afar, and the only breaks in 
thtni were Plebe year and the beneficent influence 
of Coucher College. At all times he navigated by 
rhumb lines, and the wickedness of the gallopin' 
dominoes in his hands made him a fearful and 
unsought antagonist. 

In the great outdoors his work was that of a man. 
He saved several meets by outdoing his previous 
work in the high jump, and as a tunber-topper was 
only hindered by his laziness. 

The cruises were his meat and drink. Out of 
sight was out of mind so he inhabited below decks. 
When coaling came his capacity for sleep was 
enormous. Never was shovel betwixt his hands and 
for all rough work he advocated kid gloves. After 
several months had passed, made conspicuous by his 
absence, he was hounded the last month from 
double bottoms to foretop, more work done to make 
him work once than he'd do in weeks. 

The charm in the old boy is that it's always the 
same good-natured, quiet, whimsical man; not a 
worry in the world and lots of the troidile in it 
coming his way. 

Track Squad {4, 3, 2); 
Captain Track (2); 
Track "N" {4, 3); 
Clean Sleeve. 



Harold Austin Ruby 

Louisville, Kentucky 

"Red" 

WE have with us the Kentucky mountaineer, 
statesman, orator, newspaper reporter, and 
Democratic candidate for dog catcher of Louisville. 
His expoundings on the beauties and merits of said 
city and the tales of a man back home are his main 
delight. The sun rises and sets in Louisville 
according to Red. 

Harold has never been known to grace the ball- 
room floor, but certain mysterious reports on the 
pap sheet by the renowned S. C. might lead one 
to believe that he has a more intimate leaning 
toward the fair sex. 

Red has his own peculiar leanings toward religion. 
Not satisfied with the services in the Synagogue he 
would lead his gang of Bolsheviks to the attic and 
there divulge freely on the Ten Commandments and 
the Beatitudes. Nick interrupted him once on the 
eighth commandment and it was only by the grace 
of God and the steam pipe that Red and Cutie 
escaped forty demerits. 

On First Class cruise in Panama, Charlie and Red 
tried to escape the customs oflicials, but were stopped 
on the boundary line. Then it was, that due to 
Charlie's long legs and the judge from Kentucky 
that Harold was finally released. He has always 
been able to take a fall out of Lady Luck from 
Louisville. C. O. D., Come on dice. 

"Now, Walter. This is straight." 
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William Arthur Griswold 

GoLDSBORO, North Carolina 

"Bill" 

THE worst thing we can say about William is that 
he smokes Piedmonts. He is the only man that 
uses such a brand; therefore one pack lasts him 
longer than two does anyone else. We think this is 
the reason Bill uses them, but it may be that he 
really does like their effect. 

Bill is what you would call a Red Mike when it 
comes to dragging, but if it is the other boy's girl, he 
automatically changes into a snake. 

We often wonder if some little girl in North Caro- 
lina didn't have something to do with Bill's mis- 
understanding with the Ac Department his first 
Plebe year. At any rate, he returned and has crossed 
all the rivers, and not once has he ever mentioned 
any one girl's name with enthusiasm. 

There is never any doubt as to where this man is 
from, because you can't stay around him for five 
minutes without hearing about Goldsboro. Of 
course we don't know much about this town, but if 
you ever happen to be there, the old druggist on the 
corner will certainly ask you about Goldsboro's part 
of the Navy. 

Don't get the wrong impression about Bill because 
he does love children and the old saying is "If a man 
loves dogs and children he can't be very bad." 

One Stripe. 



Leil Leslie Young 
Eaton Rapids, Michigan 

"Cy" "Egghead" "Ahbie" 

BOOKS had so infused Cy's imagination with the 
mysteries of the far east and beauties of 
Europe that resistance to that impulse to see the 
world could not be borne. 

Plebe year found him always looking for a window 
ledge from which to catch one. He was usually sly 
with what he did get away with, and not a liberty 
passed but what he didn't come back over-braced 
and bleary-eyed. 

Cy is a true sailor; he never misses a seagoing 
term, and is always on hand when there is something 
to learn about a ship. Aboard the No Hope it was 
this never-tiring energy which prevented him from 
getting that perpetual Rhino feeling so prevalent 
among his shipmates. His efforts found him the 
first out for class football, baseball, and bo.xing. 

He is neither a Red Mike nor a Snake but is satis- 
fied to compromise, although there once existed a 
pink stream of letters from Podunkus to his room 
Plebe year. Instead he would rather let nature 
take its course, whether it be fussing; reading 
Spencer, Darwin, or Tolstoy; or running out to see 
if J. B. has got anything. 

"Hey Abbey let's go out to J. B.'s." 

Buzzard; 

Class Football (/); 

Class Soccer {!). 



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Cecil Faine 

New Straitsville, Ohio 

"Century" "Cil" "Senor Fyna" 

TF Cecil says so, its so." "Here comes Faine; now 
Awe'll get the straight dope." So it goes. Faine 
is a veritable mine of information, some of it is mis- 
information of course, but it's all picturesque. Cecil 
missed his calling, he should have been a journalist. 
He can collect more dope in a minute than the 
average man can in a month. 

Coming from the desolate hills of southeastern 
Ohio, he possesses a large line and a larger disposi- 
tion; the first you always miss when he's not around 
and the second makes you sure that he'll go out of his 
way when you need help. 

Cecil took hold of athletics on the Log Second 
Class year and made a cracker-jack department out 
of it, instead of the space filling appendix that it 
always was before. 

Faine wavered between the Navy and the U. S. S. 
Outside for three years before he decided in favor of 
the seafaring life, but now he's definitely in, there's 
no doubt he speaks the language. We've a notion 
that he's not long for the ranks of the Benedicts, so 
we wish him happiness in both professions. 

Breezy, good-natured, energetic and capable, iie'U 
get by big anywhere. 

"Now me and President Harding 

Buzzard {2, 1); 
Basketball Squad (4, 3); 
Numerals {4, 3); 
Class Basketball {2); 
Log Staff {4, 2, 1); 
Log Board (/). 




David Vernon Pickle 

Austin, Texas 
"Diir "Pick" "Dee Vee" 

THERE sat Admiral Pickle, upon a snow white 
charger with the home High School Cadets 
drawn up in Regimental formation before him 
Being home on Youngster leave, he had been urged 
to accept the preferred offer of reviewing that 
military body, and he, having successfully defended 
Yorktown, could not deny his admirers that little 
favor. His shining leather puttees, khaki trou, 
flannel shirt with gold anchors attached to collar, 
white hat with new blue border, sabre dangling to 
the horse's knees, showed that he was a reviewer of 
the first magnitude. 

Dill has the physique of an athlete, and doubtless 
would have proven a winner at boxing had not Hog 
Murray rocked him to sleep with a haymaker. He 
decided to quit that sport, and take up parlor jokes 
in its stead. In this latter capacity he is a tremen- 
dous, success. 

Dill originated the famous "Pickle Plan" which 
was a blessing not only to him but to the other 
victims of cross-country walking as well. He has 
done many other things which make him an excellent 
classmate. You can scarcely ask him a favor which 
he will refuse you. One girl only has his entire 
affection, and she is about the only one who ever 
causes him to have any real serious moods, but she 
is, we cannot refrain from remarking, an extremely 
Lucky Lady. 

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George Lucius Russell 

middlebury, vermont 

"Russ" "Lucius" "Rusty" "Lucy" 

THERE weren't many gloomy parties when G. L. 
was around. Something always reminded him 
of the time — and you'd hear a good story about the 
Yankee up in Vermont. Vermont — that's the 
place; up m New England somewhere, or all of New 
England accordmg to G. Lucius, as a fond and loving 
parent often delighted in calling him. And, of 
course, Vermont was centered in Middlebury. 

Plebe year he ran foul of a couple of ukeleles and 
a banjo, and after a few weeks of merciless twanging, 
they mastered him. Since then he has twanged 
continually for his less talented buddies, a wide and 
various collection of songs that ranged all the way 
from Anchors Aweigh to the Merry King of England. 

He parts his hair in the middle, so that's all that 
need be said about his attitude toward the fair sex. 
However, let it be said, that he knew not when to 
stop, and often dragged just for the sake of dragging. 

That's George: a true-hearted Yank with a smile, 
and a good word, always ready to help the others, 
whether it be m a game of African golf or give his 
best to the class teams. 

Class Baseball (2, 1); Captain (2); 

Choir {4, 3, 2,1): 

Mandolin Club {3, 2); 

"Come Eleven" Staff; 

Buzzard; 

Class Soccer; 

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James Auburn Roberts 
Louisiana, Missouri 
Robbie" "Hangover" "Ismoka Stogi" "Dizzy 
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way came rambling into Crabtown with his 
hair plumb full of hay. He fooled the doctors 
getting in; we've often wondered how; he's stuck 
around for four long years and say — look at him now! 

The captain of the sub squad — he, a splasher these 
four years; he starred in the Gymkhana — why he 
moved the house to tears. He often climbs the pap 
sheet and quite frequently the tree. A D. O. 
doesn't faze him — he's a bird at repartee. He made 
himself quite famous when we took our Youngster 
cruise, for he went three months running without 
using soap or shoes. He's quite a modest person, 
but he's caustic in his speech. He's a very happy 
sailor — when he is standing on the beach. Ismoka 
Stogi; thus he's known, the Log his step to fame, but 
his line of conversation makes his written efforts 
tame. 

And say, to us who know him, he's a pal without 
a peer, he has made our troubles lighter through our 
times of travail here. There's a streak of wit 
within him that no grouch can long withstand — 
he gives friendship, honest friendship, with his ever 
open hand. And we know that we've been favored 
to have shared our days with him — So, here's to 
you, Robbie, — Stogi with a will — Saltwater Slim. 

Buzzard; Class Baseball {2); 

Log Staff (3, 2); Ass't. Editor Log (I); 

Promoter "Come Eleven" (/); 

Lucky Bag Staff; 

Gymkhana Committee (/). 



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Howard Nathaniel Kenyon 
PoNCA City, Oklahoma 

"Red" "Reds" "Rojo" "Rouge" 

THIS nohle looking blonde esquire is none other 
than our own Red, the Oklahoma farmer. 
Despite the fact that he neither smokes, drinks, nor 
chews, he is a real salt. How his parents could 
afford to raise it we fail to understand, for Rojo has 
an appetite like a sea-lion. After eating all the chow 
on a mid-watch belonging to the O. O. D. and 
assigned force, he never missed visiting the black 
gang for more. 

Rouge is game for any kind of an adventure from 
robbing pineapple patches in Hawaii to hunting 
wild boars, and as a member of the famous dinghy 
party he never missed a trip from the first one in 
New York River in '18. 

If you W3nt to hear the latest scandal or even the 
hidden stories of the Bible, call on Red for he has the 
inside dope on everything. 

He does not admit he is from Ponca City, but 
claims the native village has waterworks, board 
walks, and other up-to-date improvements. 

Red is a hard worker, but he always manages to 
see the bright side of things. 

Wrestling Squad (2, J); 
Buzzard (2, /). 



Bernard Joseph Skahill 

New York City, New York 

"Bolivar" "Skaggkill" 

HERE we have it, gentlemen, a boy from New 
York Town, whose blue eyes, fair hair, and 
Parisian accent proclaim to the hoi polh as eventu- 
ating from the Emerald Isle. 

A war baby, Bolivar was relegated to the Bar- 
racks, where he came down to earth with the same 
sickening thud as the rest of us, and in addition was 
hindered by a lack of full recognition of his efforts 
by the Academics for a while. But he came out 
0. K. by dint of constant plugging. 

Youngster year was begun by the famous Crab 
cruise on the U. S. S. Missouri, Bolivar doing his full 
share of coaling ship, etc. The rest of Youngster 
year. Second and First Class years were bucked 
successfully, and now that the end is in sight, it's 
sure, bedad that Bolivar rates all that's coming. 

In athletics boxing was B. J.'s best bet, and he 
liked to have a little bout now and then. As for 
fussing, being Wenus's roommate for two years, he 
is fully qualified as a member of the Cold One-0 
Club. Anyway, Bolivar likes the Navy and we 
hope he "comes up smiling." 

Buzzard. 





Herbert Augustine Tellman 

Jefferson City, Misssouri 

"Telly" "Kelly" 

JEFFERSON City of Missouri claims this young 
man as one of her favorite sons. 

We are inclined to believe that Telly was cut out 
to be a lawyer — he sure likes to argue, especially with 
officers — a veritable sea-lawyer, so to speak. 
Whenever he puts in a request and it is not granted, 
he goes right back to find out why. Usually this 
method doesn't help a whole lot, but he likes to have 
his say. Why even Plebe year he would argue with 
an Upper Classman! 

Reading is one of Senor rcUnian's pastimes, and 
if you go over to the library some Wednesday or 
Sunday afternoon you will find him in the highest 
and darkest corner of the library. He has usually 
picked out some dust-covered book, and the title 
usually runs like this, "The Exact Weight of a Fly's 
Ear, and How to Calculate It." 

Sometimes he goes over to the gym for a work-out, 
and we well remember the day that his solid ivory 
dome nearly wrecked a couple of teams. "Mr. 
Tellman, put on the gloves with Mr. Gish." said the 
pants-hanger. Well the bout began and about ten 
minutes later three men were nursing busted hands 
as the result of hitting that cast-iron dome of his. 

They must have fed him on concrete when a child. 

Buzzard. 



Eddy Currents 
Guantanamo, Cuba 

"Eddy" 

THE male brick seen above saw so much of the 
Navy in his old home town that he decided life 
here would be the nuts. He first joined the outfit 
in 1903 and has been a Fust Classman for the last 
ten years. He remembers the day Noah made the 
Construction Corps and Gideon joined the Marines. 

Life here has been a grand Rhino fest for Eddy. 
He has been a member of the Extra Duty squad so 
long that even the Japanese Sandman can't phase 
him, and has an alphabetical file of official corre- 
spondence month by month. 

He learned to burn oil Youngster cruise on the 
Constitution and has been a B. L. R., rear-rank 
infantry expert since. He achieved his ambition by 
becoming 0. 0. D. last Christmas — everybody else 
was on leave. 

Wooden is no name for him — he is still trying to 
dope out why an iron ship floats and what makes 
the motor go round. Ed is bound for the Dungaree 
Navy, where he belongs. We expect to see his name 
become famous in court-martial orders. 

"Say, you gotta skag.?" 

Alate-of-Deck, Neu' Hampshire (I); 
Pink Numerals {WIS):' 
Oil Squad ((5, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1); 
Frank and Manly Attitude {I); 
Extra Instruction (/); 
Early Rising Squad (/); 
President D. 0. Debating Society (/); 
Bending Shackle, Five Fathom Shot. 




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L. S. Sabin 


H.W.Taylor |j 


J. M. HOSKINS 


C. F. Cotton 


G. E. Sage 


J. A. Roberts i 


L. J. McGowAN 1; 


C. H. Sanders | : 


W. G. Forbes 


H. D. Hail 

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D. T. Baskett A.Kennedy 1 
E.D.Early T.T.Tucker 
J. B. Spangler p. F. Schoeffel i' 


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P.W.Siegrist P.C.Crosley 11 1 
A.A.Griese F.M.Heddens 
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THE LOG 








Editor-in-Chiel 




W, R. J0NB3 

Busuiess Manager 




H. D. Hail 

Managing Editor 


J. A. Roberts 
Assistant Editor 


C. Faine 
Athletic Editor 




D. W. Roberts 
Art Editor 


J. H. DiCKINS 

Prorestional Notes Editor 


G. L. RUSSELL 

AtHitant Editor 




J. W. GniD<:R 


E. P. Montgomery 
Assistant Managing Editor 


G. Moses 
istant Busitiess Manager 


C. C. Phleger 
Advertising Manager 


Circulation Manager 


A. R. Taylor 


Editor 


H. Keeler 

Jssislanl Athletic Editor 


J. R. HOWLAND 

Assistant Art Editor 



Ilsbed weekly from October till June by tbe Midshipmen of the United States Navai "Academy. 

iS matter February 5. 1918, at the postofflce of Annapolis. Maryland, under the Act of March 3, 1879. 

Subscriptions $1.65 per year in adTance Advertising rates on request 

OFFICES OF PUBLICATION 
Weeltly Advertiser. Annapolis, Md. Bancroft Hall, Annapolis, lid. 



THE LOG Editorial Ofl 



in Room 1106 Bancroft Hall, Annapolis, Md. 



Dane 
euties. .' 
to be 
Playhoi 
.seats fo 
Moore 's 

There 
variety 
promise 
Commai 
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ly a mai 
aims t(i 

Til., r 
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to keep 
looks 110 
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liorses of 
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How- 



Annapolis, for 
show is to he 
ike a. killing. 



wlio.se 
sriven. 



Your chances for success are 
1.'' said the stage manager to 
lady applicant. 



resoliitinii has ln'rn k 
ever, the Naval Cenrral lioanl has 
been requested to submit a report 
giving the Board's present opinion 
as to the value of the capital ship. 
Rear Admirals Sims and Fiske 
appeared before the committee and 
o])posed the resolution to suspend 
building. 



SPORTS 

ile a.go, a friend 
soursing on the 
ithletics contain, 
gument was that 
to every-day life 
ich he learns in 
rts and was fa- 
lOugh different 
uld be equipped 
t of a university 
ter. Well, box- 
bility to care for 
value of stick- 
g, the co-ordina- 
and botly ; wrest- 
nie as crew and 
take advantage 
mities; baseball, 
1, team work; 
swiinniing. adaptilig oneself to an 
unnatural I'lemeiit; basketball, soc 
eer, lacrosse and water polo, com 
biiiations of two or more of the 
others. The theory is not new bu 
is worthy of consideration. How- 
ever, why stop there? Why not 
go on and consider the advantages 
which come from indoor sports. 




FROM the first day of October to the sunny month of June, every night our 
typists rattle on their never-ending tune. While the Regiment is sleeping 

and when taps has long since blown; when the Duty Squads have dropped 
their belts and to their slumbers fiown — when the building's wrapped in darkness, 
silent, sombre, in the night — still forth from our office windows comes a yellow shaft 
of light. When our brains are tired from study and our frames are tired from toil, 
in our musty, dusty office we must burn the midnight oil. We don't get a training 
table and we never get a cheer and we wear no bright gold letters, tho our season 
lasts a year. 

On our staff we have no savoirs — sadly often do we see — half the force that fill 
our columns perched upon the weekly tree. When exams are coming daily and 
the half of us unsat; when we need our time for study — just a passing mark to 
bat — can we let the Log work slide awhile — lay off a week or two? No! it takes 
twelve thousand words to fill your Log for you. 

Our aim is just to please you and to boost the teams a bit, and to put across 
a brain throb that will maybe make a hit. If we do this, we've succeeded; if we 
haven't, we should fret — there's naught to lose by failure, for we've gotten nothing 
yet. 



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Seated: Hooper Jones Beyrer Toomey Eccles 

Standing: Mission (Leader) Chapman Verge Pierce Roth Stevenson 

Walker Williamson Kanakanui Schenck Larsen 
Not IN Picture: Morehouse Blick Archibald Tatum Kastner Lindholm 

Hull Martin 




MIDSHIPMEN'S 
JAZZ BAND 

J. H. Dickens (Leader) 

Banjo 
W. B. Holden, Banjo 
E. P. Hylant, J'iolin 
H. J. Waters, Piano 
R. F. Frost, Traps 
Y e o M A N s and W r a y. 

Xylophones 
Taylor and Kent, 

Saxophones 
Monzingo, Cornet 




Sing me a song of tobacco 

Burning away in Smoke Hall. 

Sing of the ash tray piano 

While spit-kits are hove at the wall. 

Jazz up the vie in the corner, 

Don't go to Carvel to dine, 

Camp here all day 

Till you hear someone say, 

"Lay you two bits on the line!" 

Shift all your cuds to the starboard. 

Light up your favorite skag. 

Fall in you Buzzards and Stripers 

Buy filthy weed from The Bag. 

Tho I'm a Red Mike promoter, 

I'll tell you the truth just the same. 

Good times are not found 

By the tea-fighting hound, 

They're had in the Smoke Hall-o'-Fame. 

When I'm an old man of eighty 

Living my youth o'er again. 

In nineteen seventy seven 

With pair of blue goggles and cane. 

When I am old and bewhiskered 

Poverty can't scare away 

The Memories dear 

Of my old First Class ^'ear, — 

Gold of my wealth when I'm gray. 





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MacLean Potter Ruhsenberger Walker Wolowski Cochran Crosley 

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Y. M. C. A. BOARD 

1920-21 



E. J. Poole, Pres. 
H. M. Pino, f'ice- 
Whittaker 
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COMMITTEE 
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H D HAIL 

R H MERRICK 
A V CHERBONNIER 



COMMITTEE 

CHRISTMAS 
CARD 

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H. W EATON 
R. H.MERRIpK 

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RING COMMITTEE 

H.S MACKINNON 

R H.MERRICK 

C A L SUNDBERG 

V V JACOMINI 

L L LITCHFIELD 




'KEEPER of the GOAT' 

BIDDLE BALL 




1922 

W W ROCKEY 
J.R.JOHNSON 
E.ELARSEN 

A D. CLARK 
B.M COLEMAN 
C.F GOODWIN 

WC JORDAN 



STRAY LOSSES 



Adcock, J. W. 
Alcorn, W. L. 
Allen, L. C. 
Anderson, J. O. 
Arrington, W. F. 
Ashworth, L. E. 
Averitt, F. 
Avey, S. E. 
Baker, C. B. 
Bates, G. R. 
Bayley, A. H. 
Bell, J. W. 
Berrum, C. W. 
Bickle, S. E. 
Biehl, F. W. 
Biggs, B. B. 
Billiiigslv, O. L. 
Bobbitt,' W. G. 
Bowman, R. L. 
Boyd, T. H. 
Brennan, J. F. 
Buchanan, O. A. 
Burke, C. E. 
Burkholter, K. S. 
Busbey, H. C. 
Buttles, W. S. 
Campbell, W. S. 
Cell, T. R. 
Chase, S. F. 
Choate, G. F. 
Clark, D. H. 
Clark, S. A. 
Cole, S. G. 
Conger, O. C. 
Considine, J. A. 
Cook, J. M. 
Costello, J. P. 
Cross, W. C. 
Crum, E. M. 
Cureton, N. C. 
Cyr, E. 
Damrow, G. 
Digges, J. L 
Dorlon, J. H. 
Drexler, L. A. 
Dugan, C. F. 



Duncan, C. W . 
Dunnack, L. S. 
Duvall, H. H. 
Dwyer, J. W. 
Edwards, J. L. 
Eisenhardt, C. F. 
Emmerson, L. W. 
Faires, V. M. 
Fauth, G. W. 
Fisher, J. T. 
Flynn, D. T. 
Foley, J. B. ^ 
Follansbee, C. G. 
Forrester, J. W. 
Francis, W. B. 
Futrelle, T- P- 
Gardner, D. W. 
Gates, H. E. 
Gay, W. T. 
Gingirch, G. A. 
Givan, C. W. 
Gordon, H. N. 
Greenbaum, A. 
Gregg, y. W. 
Hagerty, R. H. 
Halsey, R. H. 
Halsey, W. H. 
Hamilton, J. L. 
Hamilton, S. N. 
Harding, R. H. 
Harrington, F. W. 
Hechtner, T. L. 
Houston, S. 
Hoxton, L. K. 
Humphrey, J. D. 
Hyman, E. M. 
Irbin, J. B. 
Jones, G. E. 
Jones, H. P. 
Jones, R. B. 
Junker, A. W. 
Justice, D. B. 
Kemper, W. P. 
Kinney, W. S. 
Kline, E. T. 
Koch, H. E. 



STRAY 


LOSSES— 6V;//^/////^^ 


Kugel, C. A. 


Root, 1). (). 


Lambdin, J. T. 


Rose, J. 


Lawson, J. E. 


Rowan, P. 


Leonard, J. E. 


Rush, A. S. 


Lewis, D. W. 


Ryley, W. 


Logan, D. E. 


Sampson, J. G. 


Losee, P. G. 


Saunders, W. H. 


Lowell, E. A. E. 


Saye, J. R. 


Luck, C. D. 


Schas, W. D. 


McClenahen, L. S. 


Schroder, R. L. 


McClure, R. B. 


Sease, E. W. 


McConnell, L. S. 


Shaw, S. 


McElroy, W. G. 


Sherman, K. L. 


McKee. N. C. 


Shoener, P. H. 


Macgurn, E. A. 


Shomier, J. E. 


MacKerracher, K. 


Shwartz, H.M. 


MacNamee, A. J. 


Simelson, L. 


Mahoney, J. J. 


Sloane, D. C. 


Mann, S. S. 


Smith, A. V. D. 


Martin, L. W. 


Smith. L T. 


Mauger, G. L. 


Smyser, H. E. 


Mayberry, E. A. 


Stafford, L. S. 


Melton, C. N. 


Strong, R. C. 


Menocal, G. L. 


Sunberg, W. 


Mercer, J. G. 


Tannewitz, C. L. 


1 Mesnik, J. 


Thomas, A. S. 


Miller, D. K. 


Thomas, W. S. 


Milligan, R. E. 


Thompson, H. 0. 


Moore, D. W. 


Turner, E. W. 


Morgan, W. W. 


Van de Water, D. G. 


1 Murphy, W. D. 


Von Dreele, W. H. 


' Murray, R. G. 


Walker, E. T. 


, Newbeni, P. A. 


Walker, G. L. 


Nickerson, 0. A. 


Walmer, H/W. 


Orcasitas, P. 


W'atrous, C. K. 


Owens, G. E. 


Weiss, 0. C. 


Paradise, N. A. 


W^elch, R. H. W. 


Parker, H. C. 


Wentworth, C. R. 


Parsons, J. S. 


Westover, W. B. 


Pearse, R. H. 


Wheclhouse, H. A. 


Penoyer, H. 0. 


Whitney, R. 


1 Pierson, E. C. 


Wickerham, D. A. 


1 Porteous, E. J. 


Willenbucher, R. E. 


Price, E. M. 


Williams, E. A. 


Pyle, W. A. E. 


Wilson, B. B. 


Quinn, G. U. 


Winslow, E. L. 


1 Redding, P. E. 


Wishard, R. H. 


Reynolds, H. J. 


Wolfinger, R. G. 


Richter, 0. C. 


Wyman, C. H. 


Riddle, M. 


Zotti. E. 


Roberts, R. R. 






487 



Sep Leave 



Oh, the cit of today makes happy and gay 
With wine and women and song, 
But into these weave a midshipman's leave 
And you've started a story that's long. 
They're into the lime at September time 
For a month that's full and free. 
And lo, behold — the stripes of gold — 
One, and Two, and Three! 

There's the wine from Paree and the green TNT, 
And the pals always ready to cheer, 
A calf that's obese, and skagging in peace. 
For which he has waited a year. 

There's the old rusty plow and the mother-made chow, 
And battles he wages with tea. 

And a girl who is pleased when she looks down and sees 
The One, or Two, or Three ! 



And the old main street to his eye is a treat 
And the good old place he quit, 
But one more view of the rendezvous 
Can't mean the same to a cit, 
For he knows no joys like the seagoin' boys 
Like the middies fresh from the sea, 
T'ward farm and town, — yes, homeward bound- 
With One, and Two, and Three! 




ON the morning of June 7, 1919, we were 
awakened at some unearthly hour by the 



rmging of our lovely, shiny, and noise- 
some bells, and by the racket created by our old 
and lasting friend, the bugler. And accordingly 
did we rise and shine, but the sun did not follov\ 
suit. Old Sol was out of that suit and trumped 
with a good shower of rain and a high wind, 
garnering in that trick without even so much as a 
murmur. We almost forgot to mention the fact 
that we had breakfast. But after that came the 
truck horse stunt of carting all the junk of 
"articles needed for the practice cruise" down to 
the sea wall to get nicely soaked and dirty. 
Finally we embarked on the various motor 
sailers and were safely landed aboard the various 
ships, among which it might be well to mention 
such names as the Alabama, Illinois, Wisconsin, 
Kentucky, Maine and Kearsarge. Therein you 
have our homes and modes of transportation 
for the summer, those fighting bulldogs of your 
Uncle Sammie, commonly classified in the 
category of Crabs. While anchored in Annapolis 
roads, we were right among the Big Boys, for 
they all came up to Crabtown-on-the-Bay for 
June Week, the weak and the strong alike. 
After much fussing and fuming around, we got under way, and the next day 
saw us once again in the broad Atlantic, headed for Guantanamo. There are always 
some good points in everything, even in Guantanamo. First and foremost, it is 
in Cuba but being a government reservation, it isn't what you think — no! One 
can only buy dopes, made in Guantanamo and not in Atlanta, and lemon sody at 
two bits a throw, vile Cuban cigarettes, and ice cream made of goat's milk by a 
Chinaman. However it is in the proximity of Caimaneira, a noble Cuban village, 
about seven miles up the river, with a growing population of about a thousand, and 
with saloons on every corner as well as throughout the block. There too was the 
Red Barn, you all remember the place. And invariably a rowing or sailing party. 



SECOND 
CLASS 
CRUISE 




They all look 
good when they're 
far awav 





after having been up the river, would come back 
singing the well known Navy hymn, "A good time 
was had by all hands." But don't misunderstand 
us, we don't recommend Guantanamo as a winter- 
ing place, but as a watering place something else 
might be said on the subject. 

We remained in that section until the 24th of 
June, and then turned our head toward those much 
talked of Virgin Islands, with St. Thomas as our 
objective. As to the name of the islands, it is a 
mystery to us how they acquired such publicity, 
but we do not wish to commit ourselves further on 
the subject, than to say it may be so, but we don't 
know. It was a sight for sore eyes to see the vari- 
ous colored house tops as they blended in a perfect 
maze of colors against the mountain side in the 
reflection ot the sun. It was all quite wonderful to us to see a nigger as black as 
the ace of spades and hear him speak with a cockney accent, and to see them dive 
for money, but the greatest thing of all was the coaling ship drill, held especially for 
the natives and in which they alone took part. It was our first experience at 
coaling ship, where we were all run off the ship for the whole day, and the natives 
held full sway; which they did with their baskets on their heads, passing in line 
up the gangways and collecting a penny for each basket. We went all over the 
Island, and perhaps the most interesting sights were the castles reputed to 
belong to the notorious Blue Beard and Black Beard. 



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Cuban 
Coco 

Col; 




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I, It the winimi 
do the work 



Our stay here was short, and on June 30th we 
reHeved our Dunn's Own Patent of the mud and 
left behind us the cries of "Come over now," and 
"You heave, I dive, Yankee." Being in that part 
of the world, we decided to pay a visit to Old 
Panama, and accordingly laid our course for Colon. 
The Fourth of July was spent at sea with lots of 
this "water, water everywhere" stuff. But the 
very next day saw us inside the breakwater of 
Colon itself, with the Hotel Washington staring 
us in the face. Many are the words that could be 
used to describe our times in the vicinity of the 
ditch and the way in which we were received, even 
the merchants did not put up their prices more than 
four or five hundred percent. The Army there, in 
all its branches, were especially kind to us and have 
a lasting place in the memory of every midshipman 

who made the cruise. Nothing was too much trouble to do for us, it was all laid 
open to us, and if we didn't see it, it was our own fault. But we don't believe many 
can be blamed, for most of us saw all that was advertised and then visited the side 
shows. 

After a day in Colon, all the ships went through the canal to the Pacific side, 
known geographically under the name of Panama City. It took all day for our 
squadron of six ships to make the journey, even with making all of our fourteen 
knots under forced draft through Gatun Lake. It was cjuite a trip to say the least. 
Even in this day, it is no small matter to lift a battleship some seventy feet above 





Gatun Lock — 
Looking to- 
ward home 




sea level on one side and drop it a like amount on 
the other. We almost forgot to mention the hos- 
pitality of the Strangers' Club in Colon. Many 
there are among us who will always carry about 
with them a pleasing memory of the place. When 
we arrived in the City of Panama, everything was 
going full tilt. We went all over the place from the 
American Hotel to Cocoanut Grove, not passing 
up Brady's or any place en route. The food here 
was very cheap and it did taste good after ship's 
chow. 'Most everyone laid in a supply of silks 
and whatnots for mother, sister, and her. It was 
our fortune, while here, to inspect the Coast 
Defence, which was nothing short of marvelous. 

In Colon we had our first experience in coaling 
ship where nobody did the dirty work — some in- 
genuous mind conceived the idea of letting ma- 
chinery do it. And it does it, puts it right in the bunkers, but the idea does not 
hold much water in the Navy. We still hold to the adage that "idleness is the 
devil's workshop." After making the trip through the Canal and putting a little 
coal in the wagons, we again hitched up and drove out to stick our noses once more 
in the Caribbean Sea, bound again for the now well known Guantanamo, where 
we arrived in due time without much undue excitement, put on the usual coal and 
stores, stayed five days in this nice cool furnace, and on July 17th ambled out and 
got on our way back to God's Country, with New York as our objective. 'Til! now 
it had been great stufi^ steaming at the enormous speed of eight or ten knots in the 






The same 
St. Thoi 



daytime and cutting down this stupendous speed 

to six or less knots at night. With the southern 

moon shining down on the gHstening water and all 

the stars trying to outdo said moon, it was all very 

beautiful, ideal, we admit for a honeymoon, but she 

wasn't there, and for a practice cruise, miles from 

nowhere, not much can be said for it. It gave one 

too much time to think of who might be there while 

we were gone. But it soon ended, and we sighted 

that once-seen, never-forgotten sky line of New 

York. I'm here to state that it was a happy bunch 

that rose and shone, lashed and carried, and peeped 

through the fog at the Ambrose Channel Lightship, 

that we have become so thick with since, through 

our friend Bowditch. Our old stone girl. Liberty, 

a fit mate for our own wooden Tecumseh, was still 

standing out there on the little island with the 

same light the kind Frenchman endowed her with, the little light that never goes 

out and which she holds out to those who wish to make our country their country. 

But to come back to the facts in the case, we passed on up the river and anchored 

somewhere above this man Grant's Tomb. It was of especial interest to us ot the 

Academy, inasmuch as we have his first designed tomb as the 

Chaplain holds forth every Sunday. 

Now this is where we had the time of our young lives. Lots of the bo; 
relatives or families in the vicinity and were granted forty-eights, in fact we 
say without exaggeration that almost everyone had some long lost relative 






The Broadway 

Limited 

P. R. R. Co. 

P. for Panama 




and had received an invitation to visit said relative. 
However our old friends Shanley's, the Pre Cat, the 
FoUies, and all the hangouts along Broadway 
claimed most of our attention and quite a few of 
our hicks, and let it be said we did not overlook 
Greenwich Village. But to go into details and 
start mentioning exploits in the Greatest of Great, 
would be like starting a book without an ending, 
w hich is not our desire, and besides we do not wish 
to give ourselves away. At any rate, we spent 
quite a few enjoyable days in the City, and then 
pulled our freight for Provincetown, in the land of 
schools, broad a's, and whatnots. We had quite 
a few surprises in store in this little village of old 
Massachusetts. First and foremost came the 
mosquitoes, the most formidable foes of man in 
this part of the world. Large, vicious, ferocious, 
fearless, tenacious, and bloodthirsty they were. In our time, we have seen some 
mosquitoes, but these won the pot without even extending themselves, The 
villagers treated us royally, gave us a dance in the townhall, and all that sort of 
stuff, but really when it came to swimming in their section of the water it was just 
too much for our thin blood. It must be the place where icebergs are invented, for 
never before did we see such cold water in the months of July and August. Now, 
the artist colony there can't be passed up without a few words. It was the summer- 
ing place for Greenwich Villagers, and there were easels, smocks, long hair, and pig- 
ments scattered all over the place. While in that vicinity, we decided to lay on a 






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little fuel for better or for worse, and consequently 
took our little summer homes to President Roads 
and did the dirty deed. After that, it was little, 
old New York for us once more. 

Up to this time, we have not mentioned work. 
It is a thing not to be mentioned among friends. 
But be that as it may, it is a prime factor on one 
of these practice cruises, to let us apply our vast 
theoretical knowledge and put it to a practical 
test. We played at most everything except, 
possibly, "drop the handkerchief." Sometimes 
we were firemen, sometimes engineers, sometimes 
painters, then again navigators and signal girls, 
and scrub women, and 'most every day we played 
at washwomen. We sketched and described 
everything from the directorscope in the foretop 
to the lightened floor plates in the bottoms, from 
the cross section of our rams fonvard to the after end of our unbalanced rudders. 
On some ships we wrote themes for hanging on pipes and for not keeping off^ the 
paintwork. Said themes would have done justice to the original Arabian Nights. 

It was, and is, and ever shall be a great life, but that did not keep us away 
from New York the second time, and so stand in we did, and dropped our weights, 
commonly called anchors, in the same holes from which we had pulled them a few- 
weeks before. It was quite like coming home, after a few years' absence, having 
been away from our City all of two weeks, for in the Navy, having spent four days 
in a town, is to know the town from top to bottom. So we started in where we had 





Where we lonf 




left off before and tried to visit those places which 

we hadn't in our last stay, but generally we ended 

^-»_^ ^ ♦•Pfe-/? '^'l' '" ^^^^ same haunts and did the same things as 

jj^ %k^'- , ^?^ before. What more can one wish for? All sorts 

0^MX — iTlPi i i'^Ai ^^ meeting places were conceived by these midship- 

y'^^ff^ atlSkLj^ ^^l/A "■'^•^ habitues of New York. There is no doubt 

but what they knew the town. 

But time was passing by, as time has a habit of 
doing, and the end of our summer was fast drawing 
to a close, so we could not afford to spend more 
time in New York at this time. So we called a 
meeting of the Second Class, and it was decided 
that we should all go back to our ships and direct 
our respective captains to take the ships to the 
Southern Drill Grounds, just off the entrance to 
Chesapeake Bay, for a little target practice and 
lots of fishing. Our guns had been idle all summer 
up to this time, and it was high time, we thought, to bring them into action. On 
the other hand, our lines had been out all summer, and we should have let them rest, 
but not so, we just had to keep going. After three days of this, we steamed into 
Hampton Roads and made another liberty in that oft visited Norfolk, Newport 
News, etc. But it wasn't long, for September was drawing near and with that came 
the leave we had been waiting for ever since the last September, so we hoisted the 
speed flag "g," and made knots for Crabtown, where even as the whale did to 
Jonah, so did the Crabs to us, and we pulled out to our respective burgs in our 
respective states. Now in the words of the immortal Ethel Barrymore, "That's 
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'T was with mingled feelings of 
horror and expectancy that we 
embarked on what we hoped to 
be our last Midshipmen's Cruise. To 
begin with, we were going into it 
with our eyes open. We knew the 
difference between cruises as they 
seem and cruises as they are; we knew 
what hardships and drudgery that 
17,000 mile sprint meant; in fact, we 
knew that we weren't on any yacht- 
ing trip. Three months' isolation in 
Yorktown our Youngster year and an 
additional summer on the Illinois, et 
al, had taught us many things never 
written in any book. 

In addition to this, we had just 
severed ties with the life to which we 
had been closely bound for three 
years. The graduating class, the 
first half of us (by the Sec. Nav's 
order and the Academic decision) 
shoved off on leave with a hearty 
handshake and a broad stripe. Of 
course, we knew that it was only a 
matter of months until we would be 
re-united in the greater and better 
school of the Service, but nevertheless, 
it left more than one man in no 
pleasant frame of mind when our old 
roommates left us. 

But, to cap all climaxes, old Jupiter Pluvius turned loose in fury and the rain 
descended and the floods came. No sooner had "There's a monkey in the grass" 
gone on the bugle, when the heavens opened upon us their rapid fire, considerably 
dampening our already drooping spirits. The Exec Dept had spent two days at 
embarking drills, and every single one of Uncle Sam's 1500 pampered pets had been 
thoroughly coached just where to put his all, even unto his green service and his 
tooth brush. They might well have saved their efforts, for our bag and baggage 
made the wreck of the Hesperus look like a one-night stand by the time we got 
aboard. 

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the mist on a one-lunged subchaser with no lee sides. Not a'single, solitary soul 
had braved the elements to say farewell, and "The Mothers, Sisters, Sweethearts" 
yell of former years had not been thought of. 

And so the cruise started. In spite of this be- 
nighted beginning the general verdict of all hands 
was "It wasn't so bad." We spent enough time 
ashore in the various ports to help us forget the 
life aboard ship. As Van would say "We're glad 
we did it, damned glad, but we'd hate like h — 1 to 
do it again." 

After a week's wrestling with the Atlantic, we 
arrived at Panama, where a man can get food and 
drink. The Government Restaurant at Balboa is 
as firmly fixed in our minds as the North Pole was 
in Peary's. After a week of ship's chow those ban- 
quets we got for 98c were nothing short of a 
Godsend. — And we didn't wash them down with 
water, either. 

We spent just enough time there to see the 
famous Bennett bull fight and get a good head- 
ache, then weighed anchor for Honolulu, the Para- 
dise of the Pacific. 

Far be it from human pen to attempt to de- 
scribe that eighteen days' stretch at sea. Eight- 
een days with no mail, — no news, — no rest. We 
took indicator cards til! the cylinders cracked under 
the strain; we shot star-sights until Venus blushed 
in shame and covered her lower limbs; and we 




Cathedral Bell- 
Panama City. 





". . . wliat hardships 
that 17,000 miles 



tended water so constantly that the Pacific nearly 
went dry. The scuttlebutts ran hot; the meat 
went overboard; the sausage started to crawl. 

Then — out of it all loomed Diamond Head. 
We know now Noah's sentiments when he sighted 
Mt. Ararat and how Moses felt as he looked over 
and saw The Promised Land. 

Scarcely had the ships stopped moving before 
the docks f)egan to fill with people in search of ac- 
quaintances among us. Lucky, indeed was the 
fortunate lad who found them awaiting him, for he 
got a day's start on the rest of us. Just a day's 
handicap, for we soon got to know them all. 
We're certainly glad we met them, and you can bet 
your last sin they will never be forgotten. They 
opened their homes to us, burned gasoline to show 
us the beauties of the island, and universally asked 
the question "Want to swim.?" 

There is something about Hawaii that is in- 
describable. Its scenery, its people, its climate, 
and its atmosphere of welcome all combine to give 
one a feeling of perfect peace and everlasting con- 
tentment that elsewhere is unknown. The Beach 
at Waikiki was everything claimed for it and more. 
A trip around the island is the acme of things 
beautiful — the Pali, the Punchbowl, Haleiva, and 
the Moanalua Gardens. And who is there among 
us who will not always remember those tropical 
moonlit evenings at the Moana down at Waikiki 




The nearest coaling 
comes to being a pleas- 
ure. 





when the native orchestra played those "Hula 
Blues" with those plaintive little melodious runs 
that only a real Hawaiian can accomplish? Is it 
any wonder that normal American youth became 
sentimental? 

They taught us to say "Aloha," to say it with 
the depth of feeling that Hawaii gives it, to say it 
both as a welcome and a farewell. It seemed that 
the "whole town" saw us off, as the entire dock was 
simply packed with cars, girls, Mids, and leis. With 
the leis about our necks, the fond farewells given 
in true Navy style, a 4-N for Honolulu, and the 
strains of "I'm Coming Back to You," fifteen hun- 
dred lovesick Americans watched the space grad- 
ually widen between ship and shore. Once more 
to sea. 

After coaxing the old crabs along for about a 
week, we commenced to notice that the nights were 
getting cooler, so we knew, in spite of our Nav 
notebooks that Seattle was near. 

The city on Puget Sound was large enough to 
have a great old time in, but small enough tor us 
to be the big noise. The whole place turned out 
en masse to greet us. Entertainment for us was 
planned on a civic scale; every man being sent an 
invitation for car No. — . If we all live to be 
Admirals in the Peruvian Navy we will still cherish 
those pictures of the column of squads as we 
marched thru the streets to the Battery, there to be 



no mail — no news 
) rest. . ." 







A Square in Panama 
City. 




". . . that eighteen day 
stretch at sea. . ." 




". . . something about 
Hawaii that is indes- 
cribable. . ." 





reviewed by the Mayor and Captain Cluverius and 
to form line and pipe the numbered cars over the 
side as they came marching through. One good 
thing about that lottery was "Everybody won — no 
blanks." Through friendships thus made we soon 
felt at home in the northwestern city, where_^we 
saw several of our old classmates, and many young 
femmes from 'round Elliott Bay. We all de- 
parted determined to req for West Coast duty when 
our time came. 

Then, onward through the fog to Frisco, where 
the boys scattered in every direction to partake ot 
the hospitality of Piedmont, to attend the parties 
at Alameda, to dance in Oakland, or to wander on 
the campus at Berkeley. Snappy and risque were 
the yarns swapped each night after liberty was 
over, when those who were broke had come back to 
the ship. All of us who tasted of the joys of this 
city can vouch for the big-heartedness and true 
hospitality of Sunny California. 

Then our valiant Squadron split; one division 
venturing into the realms of Movieland at Holly- 
wood; the others exploring the much talked of Tia 
Juana, which is accessible from the port of San 
Diego. Tia Juana is the only remaining relic of 
the days of '49, which is close to American soil. 
A suit of cits, a car, and the wherewithal mean 
that good times may be had there even in these 
days. But the gentlemen sailors were getting land 



". . . we knew tliat 
Seattle was near." 




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Mayor and Capt. 
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weary and began to yearn for the sea again. \Vc got 
it! Mortal tongue cannot describe the trip from 
the coast to the canal. It was ten days by calen- 
dar; it was years of suffering in truth. The ven- 
tilators didn't ventilate, the fires didn't burn, and 
although the thermometer in those firerooms stayed 
high, the steam gauges didn't. Man after man on 
each ship succumbed to the siren call of sick bay, 
and hated to come to again. Old chiefs of several 
cruises shook their heads and swore that there had 
never been anything like that leg before. The 
more we traveled, the hotter it grew, so that every- 
one counted the minutes till we should pass 
through the locks again. In spite of it all, as the 
Chaplain said, "the scenery never changed." 
Worn out in mind and body, dirty, dishevelled and 
down-hearted, we finally got there, no one knows 
how. 

Did the Metropole, the American, and the Union 
Club loom up like a joker in a stacked deck to the 
begrimmed coal heavers who washed up for that 
liberty? Oh, boy! The mob hit the gangway like 
a D. O. on the trail of a fresh supply of Fats, or a 
Socialist rushing to vote. Just to finish up in 
style the Connie and the Minnie threw class 
suppers at the Union Club, which were very 
"orderly" affairs, according to the manager. In 
justice to him, it must be said that he is accustomed 
to a revolution at least once a month. 



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San Francisco." 




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San Francisco. 



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But we didn't get very far. The Connie, jealous 
of ail the famewhich the No Hope had held through- 
out the trip, proceeded to use her starboard pro- 
peller for a dipsey lead, losing said screw in about 
nine hundred fathoms of water a million miles 
from nowhere. Consternation throughout the 
fleet! In attempting to maintain speed with the 
other screw, she lost it, just twenty-one hours and 
forty-seven minutes later, lying as idle as a painted 
ship upon a painted ocean. The No Hope took 
the wounded and bleeding flagship in tow, and the 
rest of us proceeded to the jumping off place — 
Guantanamo — to await the derelict's arrival. 
Five days from leave with a helpless ship! Fifteen 
hundred jaws dropped an aggregate distance of 
fifty-seven miles. Would we ever get back.? 
"But one man left of a crew alive; that put to sea 
with seventy-five." 

After two days and nights of watchful waiting, 
in which everything from a cigarette to a firefly was 
hailed as the Connecticut's truck light, she^finally 
pulled into the Bay which is ours for ninety-nine 
years, about as popular as a Democrat in Maine. 
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shipmen and a few mere flag officers to a ship that would run, we proceeded on our 
way, with heads up and tails over the dashboard. 

September 2, one day late, we sighted the towers of Greenbury Point and knew 
that we were nearing God's country once more. We ate a hasty meal, paid our 
Black Jack and bridge debts, passed our baggage, which though not as heavy as 
three months before, was far more precious, on to our own private submarine 
catcher and — the cruise was over. 

We had some pretty good ships in that old squadron. The Connie had Mc 
and Killjoy, and if it hadn't been for that eleventh hour break-down, would have 
been well thought of by "all hands." The Kansas with "Sunny Jim," "Red," and 
the "Rat," started out handicapped with a nickname bestowed upon it by the 
thoughtful Under Classmen. She proved, however, to be a fair craft, but hard on 
the "Liberty or Death" club. The South C contained the football squad, the Lost 
Chord, Leo the Louse, and Baldy. Some combination! Some capacity in that 
gang, too. The Michigan, better known as the Palace, was a soldier's home, 
figuratively and literally speaking. Ask the boy who came in the First Class com- 
partment and took off his hat, thinking himself in the wardroom. The Minnie had 
aboard her the poets, editors, business managers. Van, Bobbie, and Doggie. Things 
ran aboard her like the Count's face looks — fair enough at first glance, but nothing 
much below the surface. Last but not least, like the Juice monthly trees, comes 
the old N. H., who suffered under the one man government of the Toad. "New 
Hampshire" — "No Hope," "No Home," "No Happiness." 

Looking back at it all, fellows, it was a good cruise. The hardships and the 
disagreeable parts of the life will be forgotten, when the memories of those days 
spent beneath tropic palms and western pines are still treasured as priceless. We 
saw more of the real Navy than we had ever seen before; we were knit closer 
together as classmates; we came into immediate contact with our future superiors 
and profited thereby; and we added seventeen thousand more to our total mileage. 
Are we seagoing? You tell 'em, Cervera; you were stalled in Cuba, too. 




Bat this is not our final cruise; 

We'll soon be off once more 
lo test our ship in sterner seas 

Where wilder tempest roar. 
.\nd as we strike the open sea. 

Our voyage just begun, 
We'll bravely meet with other storms 

In the good ship TWENTY-ONE. 




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Football-1920 

THE football season of 1920 opened in a way, anything but 
propitious. The Olympic men were not back from 
Europe, our line was woefully weak, and what members 
of the squad were ready for business had had slightly more 
than a week of preparation. The first game of the season was 
with North Carolina State, the day after the Regiment 
returned from September leave. There was apparently good 
material in the new Plebe Class, but what there was did not 
manifest itself in the game with the team that had bowed to 
the Navy the year before by the score of 49—0. The fact that 
the Navy lost to North Carolina State by one lone touchdown 
was disheartening enough, to be sure, but in everybody's 
mind was the thought, "Wait until the gang gets back." 
And come back they did, in time for the game with Lafayette 
the following Saturday. The Regiment literally fell on their 
necks and welcomed them like long lost brothers. Another 
defeat with the gang all there.? Impossible! But Lafayette 
had a team. They had a good team. Penn had beaten 
them the week before only by a lucky forward pass, and al- 
though the regular Navy line men were back on the job they 
were out of training, just back from leave, and in no condition 
to play. 

The Lafayette game was without a doubt one of the most 
thrilling exhibitions on Farragut Field. An easy winner at 




e third quarter, 
going strong agam m the tinal period, and all but losers in the 
last minute of play. That's the game in a nut shell. But 
that isn't all. What a satisfaction to see Clyde himself boot 
the ball over the goal line on the initial kickoff! What a 
grand and glorious feeling to see Willkie and Country and 
BoUes in action again, stopping play after play! And above 
all, the Regiment, plunged in depths of despair, rising to its 
feet as one man to see Noyes — Plebe Noyes — overtake 
Lehecka, right half for the visitors, in his mad dash the whole 
length of the field for all but a touchdown. Not a man but 
said to himself, "shades of Great Lakes! Can you beat that 
for luck.^" But slowly and surely the Plebe overhauled the 
speedy back dropping him sixteen long yards from the line, 
with fifty long seconds to go. Two more plays and the game 
was over and Noyes a hero. It was a never-to-be-forgotten 
game. 

In the Bucknell game the team showed marked signs of 
improvement, and although they were not back on their feet, 
they came through and delivered the goods. Dame Rumor 
had it that the team from Bucknell was the best that had been 
turned out for years and that it was far superior to Lafayette's. 
Not that that worried anybody. Not at all. It was just an 
indication that the game would be highly interesting, and capt.-elect i.arsen- 

indeed it was. The Bucknell team was all that it was cracked 

up to be, and far different from the one that had been buried in two feet of 
mud on the same field the year before. Bowser, the giant fullback, was without a 
doubt the best back seen here up to that time, and the entire Bucknell machine was 
built around him. This proved to be rather unfortunate for the visitors, however, 
for as soon as he was effectually stopped, the rest of the team was unable to make any 
progress and the result was that they were completely outclassed, although the 







7 to 2 score would not indicate it. Bucknell's only score was 
a safety, resulting from a penalty and the first bad pass Larsen 
ever made. Our touchdown, on the other hand, was made on 
a forward pass, Koehler to Ewen, after the team had taken the 
ball the length of the field by straight football. Koehler and 
Noyes played particularly well in this game, while the linemen 
showed signs of their old time form. Princeton next! 

The following week was devoted to good hard practice, 

during which time Bob Folwell, the new coach, put forth every 

eft^ort to whip the team in some kind of shape for the impending 

contest with Princeton, October 23rd. 

to be played on Princeton's home 

grounds. Good coaching and hard 

work did wonders for the Big Blue 

Team. The Tigers won the game, 

but, before it was half over, they 

were aware of the fact that it was 

something more than mere tackling 

practice. 

Five sensational plays were respon- 
sible for Princeton's victory over 

Navy, 14 — 0. From start to finish the 
"^^'*'- game was a battle royal. The Navy 

fought her best, and with flags flying she went down as all 
Navy teams do, still fighting. We knew what to expect at 
Princeton. We knew we were playing against a team of men, 
and from the waist both ways, and on the whole, the game was 
gratifying in spite of the fact that Princeton won. The way 
the Navy team played was a credit to the Service. The line 
was as impregnable as the Rock of Gibraltar, as Princeton 
soon found out, and Bill Roper was forced to try the ends. 
He met with better success here, and five plays were enough 
to bring two touchdowns and victory to the Tigers. 

The first scoring came at the beginning of the second 
quarter, when Navy lost the ball on downs, and Davis and willkie 






Lourie proceeded to carry it the length of the field, one play 
after another. The first touchdown came as a result of the 
fifteen yard run by Lourie around right end, after a bit of 
hesitation on his part. It took four plays to get that touch- 
down. The other one was the result of a 77 yard run by 
Murray, who replaced Lourie in the last quarter and inciden- 
tally entered Princeton's Hall of Fame. The substitute tried 
a run around left end, but was thrown for a five yard loss. 
Nothing daunted, he tried the same play again and this time 
with better luck. A 11 yard run is unusual to say the least, 
and everybody, including Murray 
himself, was astonished. Willkie, 
who had kept up the race, was only 
two yards behind him when he went 
over the line. That ended the scor- 
ing. For the greater part of the game 
Navy played her opponents to a 
standstill and the backs plunged 
time after time through the holes 
opened up by the line for short but 
steady gains. Noyes suffered a dis- 
located elbow and was forced to quit 
the game. king 

The game was an A-1 attraction and plenty of Navy 
nx)ters, led by Mike Curley, were there to back up the team. 
They had no cause to be ashamed of that team either, for the 
men gave them all they had to give and were beaten only after 
the most desperate struggle. Relations between Navy and 
Princeton were strengthened by the game and we never 
expect to meet a finer bunch of sportsmen, on the football 
field or elsewhere. We can only predict a different story next 
year when the Tigers invade the lair of the "animals." Here's 
to you, Princeton. 

The account of the game was given to the Regiment play 
by play while Staunton Military Academy proceeded to clean 







up on the Plebes. After this game the Navy Une was generally 
recognized as one of the best in the country, and the sporting 
world waked up to the fact that in spite of their poor showing 
the first part of the season, the Navy team was not to be 
sneezed at. Not by any means! 

With the Princeton game a thing of the past, the next 
objective was Georgetown, with the previous year's blot to 
wipe out and Folwell's huskies a-rarin' to do it. Western 
Reserve furnished the necessary opposition to give the team a 
good work out. That was all it was, a work out. Bob gave 
every man on the squad a chance to 
show what he could do and the re- 
sults were astonishing. Apparently 
no one had ever dreamed that there 
were so many good men on the team. 
Everybody was in form that day. 
Hank Rawlings and McKee, the new 
Plebe find, ran wild. It was child's 
play to rip up the line of the visitors 
and Hank made eleven first downs 
all by his lonesome. The second 
and third teams continued the good 
work, and when the game ended 

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the bench, the score was Navy 47, Western Reserve 0. Army 
scouts put in their first appearance at this game and they 
saw something. There was no reason in the world why the 
conversation should have lagged on the way back to the Point 
and Charley Daly didn't sleep for a week. Beat Georgetown ! 
Victory is sweet. There's no doubt about it. The way 
Bob Folwell's team showed up to the Hilltoppers was a sight 
for sore eyes. With all the dope in their favor. Coach Exen- 
dine's warriors, led by Flavin, the brilliant quarterback, went 
down to defeat under the onset of the Navy phalanx. They 
had not figured that the Navy team was out to obliterate the 





defeat of the previous year. They had not counted on the 
fact that the team they were to play was bound and determined 
to win that game if it was the last thing they did. More than 
that, it had not occurred to the Washington men that Bob 
Folwell would give his right arm to settle an old score with 
Exendine. Above all, they didn't stop to think that the team 
was ready to do anything in the world for the new coach. 
Half of Baltimore, two-thirds of Washington, and all of 
Annapolis were gathered together to see the contest, the 
biggest game of the year, and the stands on Farragut Field 
were filled to overflowing. They 
had not come for nothing. That 
game was a thriller from the word go. 
Flavin darted through the entire 
Navy line-up on the first play and 
ran 55 yards for a touchdown. Things 
looked black. Navy supporters who 
had not seen the team in action 




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could see the wings sprouting on 
their money. Georgetown rooters 
were in the seventh heaven. Fruit 
for them! Their stay in paradise 
was not to be a very lengthy one, holi.es 

however, for as it turned out that one run was the best thing 
that could have happened to the Navy team. From then on 
they played like fiends, fighting to overcome the odds that 
were staring them in the face and to avenge the past season's 
game. No team could have withstood the rush of the Navy 
backs that day. Time after time the Navy line opened up 
holes large enough for a team of horses to pass through, and 
time after time Conroy, playing the game of his life, spurted 
through these holes for substantial gains. Had Princeton 
been playing the Navy she would never have been in the race 
at all. Georgetown was just naturally out of luck, and the 
jeers from the contingent of visitors from Washington were 





silenced. There was 
not a word said when 
Conroy and Koehler 
tore through the sup- 
posedly impregnable 
line; not a whisper from 
them when Flavin was 
nailed in his tracks time 
and again; five thou- 
sand people as meek as 
lambs when our own 
Eddie Ewen downed 
Kenyon on his own one 
yard line; and quiet as 
the proverbial church 
yard when they filed 
through the gate with 
the pleasant prospect of the homeward ride on the W. B. & A. 
Navy 21, Georgetown 6! Is revenge sweet? We think so. 
Conroy was the shining light of the game. The stocky 
wrestler covered himself with glory with his generalship, his 
pep, and his aggressiveness, and Bob Folwell had found an 
able man to fill the shoes of Cruise, who was injured in practice. 
Koehler, Ewen and Larsen were the other star performers for 
the Navy, while little Jake Rooney and Hank Rawlings did 
their part when they relieved the watch. The line as a whole 
played like veterans and the entire team came up to the 
highest expectations of the coaches, the Regiment, and the 
Navy in general. Hoppy Bell was "at home" in Smoke Hall 
from four till six. Joy reigned in the Mess Hall. Coming 
on the range! 



The period of three 
weeks following was one of 
alternate hard work and rest 
for the team, scout duty on 
the part of the coaches, and 
guard duty and general dope 
gathering by the Regiment. 
South Carolina appeared on 
the scene two weeks before 
the Army game, ready for a 
McKEE repetition of the game with 

North Carolina State but 
much to their surprise it bore a greater resem- 
blance to that with Western Reserve. What 
had got into the Navy.? A little spirit, a little 
more fight, and some of Bob's efficient coaching, 
that was all. When they rubbed their eyes after 
the game and looked long and hard at the score- 
board they discovered that they had lost 





by the score of 63—0. 
Hard to believe but 
figures don't lie. Noyes, 
back in the game after 
his injury at Prince- 
ton, again distinguished 
himself. The little Ver- 
monter wended his way 
through the South 
Carolina forwards for 
three 50 yard runs in a 
row, each of which re- 
sulted in a touchdown. 
Nearly every man on 
the table was again 
given an opportunity 
to deliver the goods 

and the second time they came across. George Washington 
cancelled their game for November 19th, as she saw no need 
for sending her team up here to be swamped by the coming 
Navy machine. Quite right. What was the use? Bob used 
the time for good hard practice and all was well. Oh you Army! 
Who will ever forget the week before THE game.? Dope 
and plenty of it; snake dances and mass meetings and plenty 
of them. Hiram and Chink worked like Trojans; so did Eddie 
and the boys; so did everybody. The air was heavy with 
talk about theater tickets, parties, and after the game in 
general. Hostilities were temporarily suspended by the 
D. O.'s. The team was given a rousing send off. The 
Western Union sent out an S. O. S. call to all the employment 
bureaus east of the Mississippi for the next two days. Saturday 
November 26th, in the wee 
hours of the morning, after 
saluting Tecumseh by com- 
panies, the Regiment shov- 
ed off in four special trains 
for New York and the Polo 
Grounds. 

eventful 





The trip was as 
as usual. Silence in Balti- 
more, a cheer in Philly, and 
a second reveille in Jersey noyes 

City. The Ward Room was 
forward and the J. O. Mess aft and it was 
nobody's rate to turn around. More cheers on the 
ferry; officers and men on the various Navy craft 
anchored in the Hudson were yelling like maniacs; 
cold salad and olives; lS9th Street; "Look proud! 
You're in New York now." Coogan's bluff, under 
the elevated, and around the field in a column of 
squads. Test all bells and buzzers! Commence 
ng! 




And tire they did. '\'ou know the rest. Mark this closing as an ap[)reciation of 
Bob Folwell. Good old Bob. 

Last spring some of us noticed a big. broad-shouldered man walking art)und the 
gym, Worden Field and Farragut Field with Doug Howard. With them followed 
a coterie — made up for the most part of Bully Richardson. Eddie Ewen and C. Q. 
Wright. Wherever they stopped a small crowd of officers, gym instructors, and 
other "strong-backed and large-necked" individuals clustered to look at and shake 
the hand of the stranger in the camp. 

The rest of us whose lot it has been to watch and yell knew this bird was of 
President or Secnav calibre because when Doug walks or exerts he has an incentive 
something like the Georgetown mob scene f'rinstance. 

A week later the Radiator Club meetings of the fourth and second wings found 
their spring sleep schedule being violated by a rasping voice down on Farragut 
Field that came up through the ports like Old Kane giving Andy hell in the rigging 
loft through about one thousand amplifiers. Spring practise had started on the 
team that "savvied French and ate Mulligan." 
There followed thru the whole fall similar 
tirades and admonishings, all in high C and ot 
a frequency sufficient to interfere with Shorty 
Poole's strenuous orders to the straggling first. 
Flanked with coaches before, aft. and on both 
wings. Bob would drive his machine until long 
after the arc lights had started blinking. 

Folwell came here at a disadvantage. 
Dubiously at first was the Regiment's regard 
of the man who had undertaken to repeat the 
performance at the Polo Grounds, which same 
Regiment had felt until this November due in 
main to the far famed Gilmour. Folwell's 
whole system was an innovation. He led. 
In one year he has molded himself a regard in 
our eyes similar to that Mr. Schultz enjoys in 
the eyes of the wrestling squad. His talks in 
Smoke Hall gave us, the laymen, our insight of 
the man, personally. He has voiced his 
appreciation of the Navy spirit. There is no 
man we'd care more to have as a shipmate or 
brother in the Service than Robert Folwell. 




HAMILTON 




Cap-f^in 
H.M.PINO 



BASEBALL 

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Baseball- 1920 

WITH the loss of but two N-Star men by- 
graduation, prospects for a successful 
season were good, exceptionally good, 
but not quite good enough to keep the largest 
squad that ever turned out at the call for 
candidates from reporting to Billy Lush for 
practice. The squad was handicapped in its 
early practice by a late Spring and lots of 
unusually bad weather that kept them inside 
for more than the allotted time, with the 
result that the kinks had not been fairly ironed 
out before the first game was on us. 

Princeton came down for the first game 
when the temperature registered around fifty 
w ith a biting breeze from the North that made 
overcoats and reefers a comfortable uniform 
even for a baseball game. The two teams 
skated through eleven innings of fairly good 
baseball while the stands shivered and shud- 
dered and prayed for the end. Stubbs finally 
satisfied matters by lacing an icy double to left center, scoring a moment later on a 
sacrifice. 

Penn State found little moderation in the weather and another shivering stand 
sat through nine innings of baseball that was anybody's game up to the last. Navy 
used three pitchers, each with a sore arm and a cold, while Penn State's breezy 
weather artist remained the route. Poor base running cost Navy more than one 
opportunity for a score and the game. Stubbs again came to the rescue with a 
two-base hit in the last of the ninth that gave us the second game — by the score, 
6-5. 

When Boston College arrived, the cold had finally broken to give place to real 
weather, the kind the old dyed-in-the-wool fan likes to see, the kind that gives him 
the chance to swelter in the bleachers, with his coat olT and his sleeves rolled up. 
And the warm weather found Nemo Gaines right. He travelled the entire distance, 
allowed but four hits, and came off with the end of a 9—2 score. The team was 
beginning to find itself, piling up a big score, sixteen hits and only two miscues. 
The base running was noticeable in its improvement, seven bags being pilfered 
during the fray. 

Thus Mt. St. Mary's found a team that had reached mid-season form, and, 
with rough places oiled, was running smoothly, with each cog perfectly synchronized 
and performing its duty with a team-work and precision that augured ill for the 
Army. St. Mary's ran into an avalanche that ended with the second team scoring 
the last run of a 12—0 score. 

Harvard gave us the smoothest and best game of the season. It was "Harvard 
Day" at the Academy, the Crimson bringing down her crew, her tennis team and 
her baseball team. The latter was a well-balanced, well-organized aggregation 
that knew how to play good baseball. L. N. Baker and Goode engaged in the 
prettiest pitcher's duel seen here in quite some time, "Lefty" having a slight edge 
and bringing home a well-earned 3 — 1 victory. 

Georgetown came over, bringing with them one Reynolds, who proceeded to 
stand Navy's heavy artillery on their heads with better than the average curve ball 




pitching. Navy had no defense against curve-ball artists, and Reynolds had 
mastered the curve. We wanted that game — next to the Army game, we wanted 
that game. And it didn't help our feelings to see our three best pitchers driven 
to cover by an unmerciful attack on everything they had to offer. CJeorgetown ran 
off with the satisfied side of a 9 — 3 score that cut deep into our pride and blasted our 
chances for a probable, undefeated, championship team. 

All things have their natural end, however, and with several hard games To 
face in succession, Billy set himself to the task of weeding out the weaknesses and 
shaping a team that should have no fear of repetition of the Georgetown upset. 
Catholic University was defeated in a well played contest that brought out lots of 
good baseball and some of the much needed pepper. Washington and Lee proved 
harder than we had anticipated, but the result was all right, so nobody kicked. 
South Carolina was easy, but Maryland State, with Keene in the box and a corking 
good curve, was not. Navy's hard-earned victory was due to good hitting when 
hits meant runs and to the air-tight pitching of Nemo Gaines. Gaines was going 
like the proverbial house-afire, and no team on this side of the Brooklyn Nationals 
could have stopped him. He fanned twelve of the State's best and let them down 
with three hits, only one of which was of the clean-cut variety. 

Swarthmore, Ursinus, Dickinson, and Villanova all were made to feel the 
efi^ect of Navy's offence, each result being most gratifying to those who were looking 
forward to the Army. In those four games Navy piled up a total of forty runs, an 
average of ten to the game, while the most that were checked against us were six. 




And then came the day when Hans Lobert brought his Kaydets°'down for that 
Big Game. The Regiment met them Thursday morning, Mike Curly ushering 
them in to the tune of a thundering 4 — N, and that same afternoon Hans had them 
out on the field for practice. They looked good, work was brisk, spirit was high, 
and everything seemed prime for a hard-fought game. McGrath, their best bet, 
was the likely choice to start. But Navy knew McGrath and lost no sleep from 
worry. 

The Day for the game was made-to-order for ideal baseball. Clear skies and 
a warm sun, pretty femmes in shimmery summer dresses, plenty of gold lace and 
khaki with a sprinkling of silver, and civilian clothes marked the presence of 
spectators each of whom was partial, pulling for one team or the other, rooting 
with all the fervor and spirit with which only those who understand can express 
themselves. So much for the setting. In another place will be found a detailed 
account of it all. Suffice to say that it was sweet music to us who had waited for 
just such a chance. For the game was a riot, a massacre in which Howie Clark 
and Nemo Gaines carved a niche in the Hall of Army-Navy Athletic Fame that 
will long dwell in the minds of all who were there to see it. For while Nemo held 
the Kaydets in the hollow of his hand, Clark clouted out his two mighty home runs 
that went so far towards piling up the total of eleven. 

The Army game marked a fitting close to what might be termed a distinctly 
successful season. Such a decisive victory over the Pointers might itself be suffi- 
cient to call it that; but more than this, it was a season in which Navy carried one 
of the best schedules in years and came out topside in all but one. Fourteen 
victories and one defeat is better than the average season for any ball team, but for 
a team of college calibre it is particularly gratifying to those who support it, and, 
if it be a Navy team, the fact that one of those fourteen was an Army defeat makes 
further comment unnecessary. 

Those who composed the team thnnigliout the season and gained that greatest 
of all rewards — the N-Star — were: 

'21 '22 

Milner Poole Humphreys 

Cloughley Gaines Hartmann 

Clark McLaury 

Pino Alexander 

Stubbs 

The results of the season follow: 

Navy Opponent 

6 5 Princeton (11 innings) 

6 5 Penn State 

9 2 Boston College 

12 Mt. St. Mary's 

3 1 Harvard 

3 9 Georgetown 

5 4 Catholic University 

6 1 South Carolina 

8 6 Washington and Lee 

4 1 Maryland State 

7 Swarthmore 

9 1 Ursinus 

16 1 Dickinson 

8 4 Villanova 

11 1 Army 

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CREW 

SEASON 
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IN spite of the graduation of six of Doc Harris' crew, the prospects for the 1920 
season were far from discouraging as six of the second crew and all of the 
Plebe crew that year were available. 

It would be well to notice in this connection that the activity and enthusiasm 
of one "Joe Morrison" during 1922's Plebe summer was responsible for producing 
an unusually large and powerful Plebe squad from which one varsity man, four 
second varsity, in addition to a most successful Plebe eight were selected during the 
season. The task of building practically a new varsity crew, which Dick Glendon 
found at the beginning of the 1920 season, was considerably lightened by this wealth 
of experienced material. This was an important factor in the phenomenal success 
of the crew on this side and its eventual capture of the World's Championship at 
Antwerp. 

To Eddie Graves belongs no small credit for the year's success, for he gave not 
only his good right, and his left arms but his heart, his cheerful optimism, and his 
tireless energy to the crew of which he was captain. 

The year of 1920 was replete with epoch-making occurrences, and not the least 
of these was the debut of a lanky "boy shaker" named Moore, into the realm of 
aquatic sports. Fresh from the freshly plowed fields, especially that one called 
the Polo Grounds, he handles "this heyah" tank car in much the same manner as 
one of his father's hoes. His progress was nothing short of amazing, however, 
and early in the season he earned a seat in the hard working second varsity from 
which he graduated to the varsity before the Olympic preliminaries at Lake Quin- 
sigamond. His is a genial soul which was genuinely hurt by the failure of England's 





number four to appreciate his well intended remarks about their "mighty fine race" 
while they were regaining their respective breaths just the other side of the finish 
line. He was elected captain to succeed Graves and no choice could have been 
wiser nor more appropriate. 

King who shifted from starboard to port in order to row stroke, seemed to 
thrive on the change. He very worthily filled the large shoes left vacant by Bill 
Ingram, and, in fact, wielded about as wicked an ash as has ever been seen on the 
Severn, the Schuylkill, or the canal — so Dick says. 

Space will not permit of a further discussion or enumeration of the jiersonnei, 
although a goodly volume might be written on the subject. Suffice it to sav that 
they were there! If you are inclined to doubt it ask Harvard, Columbia, Syracuse, 
Princeton, Pennsylvania, or the crews which represented France, Belgium, and the 
jMck of all England. 

To get back to the question of the 1920 season, however. After the usual 
preliminaries including pre-training table speeches of exhortation by the crew 
representative, endless hours of stirring water in the superheated natatorium, and 
the chilly first rows on the river in the latter part of February, the afternoon of 
April 24th found the varsity, second varsity, and Plebe crews eager to have a try 
at Harvard. And this is just what they continued to do for two days — wait. A 
heavy south-west wind made it impossible to row on Saturday. Sunday was, of 




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course, out of the official question. So on Monday, the twenty-sixth,(in the presence 
of a small, but select group of spectators, consisting of the remainder of the Navy 
squad, and the Harvard contingent, the Harvard freshmen, and the Plebes paddled 
up to the start of the two mile course. Although the conditions were better than 
on the previous Saturday, they were far from ideal and an increasing head wind 
made the times of the varsity and second varsity races slower than they should 
have been. 

The Plebes got away in the lead, rowed a steady, well judged race, leading the 
Harvard freshmen across the line by about four lengths. Times: Navy 12:24, 
Harvard 12:40. 

The second varsity race was about the same, only rather more so. A note- 
worthy feature of this race was the rowing of Harvard's little one hundred fifty 
pound stroke, Reggie Janney, who later in the season rowed in the Crimson varsity 
which beat Yale. The Navy won this race by about six lengths. Time: Navy 
12:15, Harvard's time was 12:38. 

In the varsity event. Harvard's "Middy beating machine" finished about five 
lengths astern of Navy's varsity. The times were: Navy 11:48, Harvard 12:05. 

About two weeks later Columbia's crews arrived and this time the day was 
rather better. The water was good, the wind light, and the tide setting slightly 
up the course. 




The Second Varsity 




The first race was tinged with the picturesque, when number six in Columbia's 
freshman boat broke his oar, about a quarter of a mile from the start, and decided 
to lessen the labors of his compatriots by jumping overboard. The odds against 
his crew were too great however, and the Plebes won by about ten lengths. Times: 
Navy 7:45, Columbia 8:30. This race as well as the varsity and second varsity 
events were rowed over the Henley distance, a mile and five sixteenths. 

Navy's second varsity won rather easily by six lengths in 7:25 while Columbia's 
time was 7 :46. 

In the varsity race Columbia went away in the lead after a remarkably fast 
start, but were unable to hold the advantage thus gained and the Navy led by about 
five lengths at the finish. Times: Navy 7:19, Columbia, 7:36. 

The Union Boat Club of Boston arrived the next week with two crews, senior 
and intermediate, prepared to row on the thirty-first. Weather conditions pre- 
vented the rowing of this race, much to the disappointment of all concerned. 

On the fifteenth of May the Navy's varsity received its first and only defeat 
of the year at the hands of the powerful Syracuse varsity. 

Just previously the Navy second varsity had barely nosed out the Syracuse 
second boat by a few feet in a very hot race. Times: Navy, 1*0:37, Syracuse, 10:38. 

In the varsity race Syracuse led by a length at a quarter of a mile from the 
start. At a corresponding distance from the finish the crews were about even but 





Syracuse seemed to have the iniiich aiul led Jt the finish h\ ahoiit seven feet. Times: 
Syracuse, 10:20, Navy 10:21. 

This race put an end to any over-confidence on the part of our varsity and 
inspired them with the "Will to win" over this same Syracuse crew by about an 
equal distance at the Henley and again at Lake Quinsigamond. 

No review of the 1920 season would be complete without mention of the hard- 
working but ill-fated "light" crew or crews. As a result of Joe's policy of "meetin' 
all in all events" some eighty youths of moderate avoirdupois presented themselves 
for the one hundred fifty pound crew. Of this squad, only two were veterans of 
the light crew of the year before. Two crews were selected which proved so evenly 
matched that only after a prolonged series of daily races could the coaches decide 
which should be the first and which the second light crews. Although the race at 
the Henley was the only race scheduled for this crew, it did not lack hot competition 
for the reason mentioned above, and it furnished a considerable amount of sport and 
amusement for the remainder of the squad by its neck and neck brushes with the 
second "hundred and fifty". On not one but several evenings these two crews 
rowed over the course stroke for stroke, one crew nosing the other out by a margin 
varying from seven inches to half a length. This may have had something to do 
with the final result, as the crew looked somewhat overtrained when it was badly 
beaten by an exceptionally fast, light crew from Pennsylvania. Yale and Prince- 
ton also finished ahead of Naw in this race. The time for the Henlev course was 
6:32. 

During the greater part of the season the crews were seated as follows: 





I'arsity 


Second I'arsity 


150//>. 


Plebes 


Bow 


Jacomini 


Gallagher 


Grow 


Schade 


2 


Graves 


Frawlev 




Btadley 


3 


Sanborn 


Lee 


Mooter 


Kirkpattick 


4 


Moore 


Renard 


Thompson 


Boiles 


5 


Jordan 


Howl and 


Talbott 


Jackson 


6 


Johnson 


Richardson 


Bruce 


Winkjet 


7 


Weidman 


Litchfield 


Allison 


Bfowning 


Stroke 


King 


Wanselow 


Ctenshaw 


Huntingdon 


Cox. 


Clark 


Rothweil 


Egan 


Herlihy 



Weidman and Gallagher were interchanged shortly after the Henley and it 
was this crew which won the world's championship at Antwerp on the twenty-ninth 
of August. 

If you go to the boathouse almost any time during rowing season you will find 
somewhere on the premises one of the keenest judges of crews and oarsmen in these 
parts — Cantler, who has cared for Navy crews and boats for these many years. 
He it was who said, early in the season, "It suttinly looks to me as though we're 
goin' tf) have a mighty fine crew this year." Was he right : "^'ou just know he was ! 




BASKETBALL 

ID y<Hi ever stop to realize that the hasketeers have the 
ongest season of any team around here? That they 
don't get quite the support they ought to because so 
many can't see any fun in the game? That it isn't quite the 
truit it seems when you see them coming down late to supper 
every night and eating egg-nogs and getting out of drill once 
a week? If you have, you'll know what it means to go 
through a season of twenty odd games, have a single defeat in 
that time, and hang it on the Army for the second time at the 
end of it. 

The first game with La Salle was slightly onesided, and the 

reckoning at the end of it was 67 ~A. Right then we commenced 

to realize that Billy Lush had — well the skeleton of a team 

anyway, and it MIGHT develop. They moted through 

several more victories and then came Union! The papers 

said that they were, everyone believed that they were pretty 

fair and the best of it was that they were good. They put on 

CAPTAIN one of the best scraps ever seen in the Armory, but the team 

HAL WATTERS work and accurate shooting of the five blue-shirted heavers 

finally turned them under by 32—19. 

The next "high spot" occurred when Camp Humphreys dn)p|)ed in to do their 

utmost to smear us on the wall. You can always count on a good game when the 

opponents get their "learning" at the Point, and the ex-greylegs, with Vidal at the 

forward turret backed us up on our own sand bar and let drive. We took all they 

had, however, and proved in the end that five men can best one, however good he 

may be. 

Then — the deluge! Delaware came down heralded by all sorts of press 
notices and admittedly out to beat us or bust trying. We gave them all we had. 
played them basket for basket up to the last minute of the game, but they had the 
edge and s(]ueezed us out by 21—19. The last half was probably the fastest basket- 
ball that has been seen around these parts since Noah was a seaman second class, 
and it's too bad we couldn't have gotten them in the end but there you are. 
They had a grand team, they beat us squarely and we admire theni all tor it. 

The long schedule then commenced to get in its licks, the boj's began to get a 
little stale, and they just loafed along and rested up for the Army. Virginia put 
us through and made us work to get the long end of the tally. Then Marietta 
hove in sight and did their doggondest, but their long trip from home had slowed 
them u|) and they weren't quite up to their usual form. At that they made us 
display real stufif to win, and that helped us a lot towards beating the Army. 

And then — the Day of Days! The dopesters had compiled all the com- 
parative scores and had it all doped out that we were due to win. The team 
didn't dope it out at all, but they displayed their wares and set out all they had and 
then sat back completely satisfied. It was the old story of five men in a concerted 
action against five individuals. It was the game of their lives and they played it 
as it should be played, with — well you know how you felt when it was over. A 
sweet ending to a wonderful season. And the little old gang deserves it al 

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CAPTAIN SWIGART 



season oegan as wrestling seasons 
seemingly a third of the Regiment answering the call ot the 
mat burn. Some have heard that wrestling is a game, and 
some have been there before, but all are hopeful and crowd the 
sanctum of "Doc" to be weighed by Mr. Shutz; and then shiver 
at the touch of a cold stethoscope by the way of seeing whether 
or not the heart is in the right place. The latter may give 
confidence as to the beats, but it soon develops some misgivings 
as to the glory of cauliflowered ears and the young army gradually 
thins down to a company. 

By the Tuesday and Thursday process of the survival of the 
fittest, seven were chosen to represent their respective weights 
against the first opponents of the season. Tufts were the first 
to honor the Navy mat. Before the meet there was a certain 
feeling of uncertainty as to the prowess of Tufts, for it was the 
first time they had ever been on a Navy schedule. The fears 
proved groundless, if a victory for Navy to the count of 33 to 
means anything. The meet was not bad and had its value'in 
that it gave a line on what could be expected from Shutz's 
proteges for what was to follow, and as something for the beginners to cut their 
teeth on. 

With the ice broken, Dartmouth rallied round an "Iron Man" the following 
Saturday. The "Iron Man" turned out to be of some softer composition, although 
he did manage to get away with a fall, the first bout of the meet, thus preventing 
as great a slaughter as the previous week. It was another win for Navy, 26 to 5. 

The third meet was with our old friends from "Philly," Pennsylvania. They 
are still our friends, because they didn't ruffle our feelings much, although we re- 
gretted losing one of the seven bouts. In spite of the one-sidedness of the score, 
27 to 4, Navy still on the long end, there was some very good matches, especially 
the 158-pound class, which happened to be the one we lost. 

West Virginia was fourth on the list, and they arrived with the huskiest looking 
bunch of grapplers we had seen. Among them was one who had wrestled for Navy 
the year before. He was welcomed right gladly. Being one of the smallest, they 
let him walk out alone for the second event to even the score. He did momentarily, 
but when he was through, no one else had a chance. After the West Virginian's 
heavyweight had had his fun of "Catch me, you're it;" the audience looked up at 
the scoreboard and noted the fact that Navy had 26 and West Virginia had 4. 

Never having been able to get into the intercollegiates. Navy was particularly 
anxious to annex the following meet, as Penn State were the nominal intercollegiate 
champs. In one of the fiercest struggles ever seen on an Academy mat. Navy 
emerged the victor in five out of seven bouts. 

If scores count for anything, it looks as though the wrestling season has closed 
as it usually closes, with the whole Regiment nodding its head in approval because 
the competitors for the bandaged ears have established further the view that 
victory is a habit on Navy's side of the mat, which is only another tribute to 
Mr. Shutz. 



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TRACK 

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CHIEF Porter's gang of cinder men got ofif to a poor start 
in the first meet of the season, and, although they were 
eight out of thirteen first places to the good, they lost to 
Virginia and they "learned about contracts from her." Then 
they were shifted to Georgetown; they might have been keeping 
her now, but for the fact that Eddie Curtis ran away from the 
unbeatable Connolly and started life over again for the team. 

May 8th found them going strong and against the strongest 
team we met during the season. The contract was not faulty 
and the victory was sweet. In this meet Clapp set a new mark 
for the discus throw and starred along with Macondray and 
Hudson, while the relay team with Curtis on it for the first time 
nosed the Syracuse fliers out of victory both in that race and in 
the meet. 

CAPTAIN- On May 15th came Pittsburgh with Frank Shea. In spite 

MONCEwicz Qf j^ig success in the two-twenty and the quarter, his teammates 

were unable to stave ofi^ defeat; for Coach Mang's pupils were becoming more 

efficient each day and records were going by the board whenever Eddie and Clapp 

took a hand. Up until this time the field events had been in distress due to lack 

of a shot putter and a consistent javelin thrower. Dickins came upon the scene 

and rescued the two events by contributing handsomely to the scores. 

After Pitt came Lehigh and another Navy victory. In spite of the fact that 

competition was poor, records were bettered and the season closed w ith a bang-up 

display of form, snap, and fight. 

For the season, individual honors go to Macondray who accumulated a sum 

total of forty-four points. Mac was the speed king; he came through with a first 

place in every meet; he was always on the producing end when it counted most. 

Hudson was a consistent winner, usually winning his race after he had kangarooed 

over his last hurdle; for the name Hudson is coupled with Navy fight, and 1921 

should be his year for a record. In the relay was a gang of spike-shod speed 

demons who threw cinders 

and mud, (Oh, shades ot 

mud) into the face of every 

relay team doomed to race 

them. Dell, Kaufifman, 

Baker - the - jack rabbit, 

Curtis and Moncewicz, 

(with the latter usually run- 

ing anchor), seemed to be 

able to shake around and 

bring home the bacon with 

the utmost ease. Chief 

Porter ran his team well 

and performed his own work 




with equal success. Power proved a fountain of possibility and probability in 
the pole vault. Runners-up in various events were Rodgers, P. L. Doak, and 
H. H. Loomis, Bauernschmidt, Holmes, Holderness, and Taylor. 

These lads are real comers and the present season with Pete Moncewicz leading 
and Mang at the wheel bids fair to prove flawless. Penn relays promise to become 
a part of the schedule and to give Navy something bigger and better to strive for 
in the realm of track and field. 



RESULTS: 

Virginia 63 

Georgetown 17 

Syracuse 50 

Pittsburgh 45 

Lehigh 23 



Navy 
45 
45 
66 
73 
102 





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^^■^^^^H ^OMEWHERE, sometime, someone said, "results!" and 
H^^^^HH ^S out there, last Spring, someone heard, that someone being 
^^^^^^^■B ^^^ George Finlayson; for, starting with a green squad for 
H^^^^^HV the most part, George developed a crack and unbeatable 
^^^BWBiy lacrosse team. And when we can say this in the wake of 
P( ^ meetings with teams such as Syracuse, Harvard, Lehigh, Penn 

State, Hobart, and more, we need no recourse to imagination 
to vision a team that must have been, at least categorically 
speaking, good. And when we glance at the scores, we are 
compelled to cast modesty aside and to declare with just 
pride, "Some gang of thugs!" 

To open the season, Maryland State came over for a frolic 
and a fray, bringing with her a team unknown, unsung, but 
not "unaggressive." However, from a purely murderous point 
of view. Navy displayed great stick work and galloped off 
with an 11 — 1 victory. Lehigh's slaughterers were better 
than had been anticipated. Early in the game, they displayed 
a knowledge of the gentle art of murder that threw a scare 
into the hearts of the rough necks which quickly turned to 
fight and the game was won. By the time the Swarthmore 
game had rolled around. Navy had rounded into a well 
developed, well organized machine, hardened and toughened 
beyond injury. The large score piled up against Swarthmore 
was a tribute to a pretty lacrosse by Navy rather than a 
reflection on Swarthmore. When Harvard came down, the wise ones said, "fruit." 
But before the game was half over, the most of us were willing to agree that "fair 
Haavad" is a misnomer. Their lacrosse team were he-men, every one of them. 
Harvard played a hard, clean game, but Navy, had an edge in speed and teamwork 
which finally proved the deciding factor in what was perhaps the hardest game of 
the season. Baltimore City College was easy; St. John's harder, and Syracuse still 
worse. But the team came through in each with minimum casualties and maximum 
results. Penn State proved the easiest game of the season; but it was well that 
such a game was our luck, for Hobart, in the final game, gave us everything we 
were looking for, with more thrown in for interest. In fierceness and aggressiveness, 
this game outrivalled them all. Casualties were numerous. Substitutes were 
many. It was a battle of men, a battle of fierce and hardened men who rushed 
headlong into the fray, with no regard for personal safety and very little for the 
"Rules of the Road." Herring, though handicapped by a bad knee, played a 
beautiful game, and his skillful stick work was largely responsible for Navy's well 
earned victory. 

The last word must be held for George. A good coach is not necessarily a 
popular coach nor does it follow that a popular coach is a good coach. Sometimes 
you strike the one, sometimes the other. But rarely do you strike the combination 
of both. George is more than the combination. He is a spirit in himself, a spirit 
that knows no definition, but a spirit that creeps into the beings of "the boys" and 
stays. To George must be extended the greatest of credit and he has that credit 
and more, — the faith and confidence of his team. 




CAPTAIN SHAW 




BOXING 

1 QS 1 



call tor candidates of pugilistic 
overwhelmed with aspirants. 
Close to 130 men reported for tryouts and the first week 
saw Spike and Captain Scupper busily looking 'em over to 
discover the best. Eliminations for the table started shortly 
afterward. This lasted through several weeks and brought 
forth some pretty fights. But it was finally settled, the train- 
ing table picked and the hard grind for the season commenced. 
The first meet found the personnel of Navy's team practic- 
ally the same as last year. "Wop" Zotti was fighting in 
Schell's place, but otherwise the lineup was the same. M. I. T. 
brought down a plucky bunch of fighters, but were clearly 
outpointed in each bout. Navy taking a clean sweep. 

Carnegie Tech came over with a rather poorly conditioned 
team, but a crowd of good sports, men who were willing to open 
up in the good old give and take fashion. They took more 
CAPTAIN than they gave, however, and Navy again came out on th'e 

".scup" -MiLi.EK upper side of the final accounting. 

Then came, as Billy Rocap remarked in his Public Ledger, "the acid test of 
intercollegiate boxing." It was, in more ways than one. Penn State came down 
with only one purpose — to take the long end of the Navy meet. It was the Penn 
State meet that counted the most. It was for Penn State that Spike put his men 
through long cross-countries, hours of rope skipping, shadow boxing, sparring, and 
boxing. And it was against Penn State that these things counted. 




^^■^jj^ Little Pug Waggoner, the cleverest bantam in the college 

l^^^HB world came through with his bout in wonderful style. He was 

m^KrW*^ tlecidedly cleverer than his opponent, and exhibited rare skill 

■^p W in handling himself. 

»^%j|, Sebald stepped into the ring with one of the cleverest 

^^S^jSj^ boxers who ever occupied a Navy ring. He had a tantalizing 

V ^^] '^''^ t'lat kept finding Sebald's face and worrying the Navy man 

' considerably. Sebald was willing to mix but the Penn State 

I / man was a little too good and Navy lost the second. 

^. ' Walter Jones c^ame on next. Almost before things were 

Swell started Walt took one on the left jaw that sent him 
iUiil through the ropes. In the next round he came back and sent 

lllll' the State man to the mat with a wicked right to the chin. It 

looked good for Walt, but the State man was back on his feet 
in a flash raining a shower of rights and lefts that momentarily 
bewildered Jones. He dropped his guard and the State man 
hooked over a right. The third bout was State's. 

Miller came up for the 145 with blood in his eyes. He sparred for a moment or 
so then jabbed a wicked left to the face. He followed with another then sw ung his 
hay-making right and another bout was over. 

Zottl put on a pretty fight with a man who had considerable reach, and this 
counted, for Wop was out-pointed, but not out-fought. State took the bout. 

Mickey O'Regan evened the count in a beautiful bout. The two light heavies 
stood toe to toe and swapped blows in man-sized fashion. O'Regan was awarded 
the decision on points and condition. His opponent was a battered wreck. 

With the count 3 — 3, everything hinged on the heavyweight. Navy pinned her 
hopes on Misson who had carried the honors off last year and whose reputation as a 
fighter and a boxer was well known. Penn State turned its eyes on Maderia, a big, 
husky battler who had a baffling left hand lead. The first round went to Misson. 
Maderia got the second when he rocked "Red" with a series of heavy jabs over the 
heart and some wicked hooks to the jaw. What Spike told Clint between the rounds 
we don't know, but Misson came back strong. He fought craftily and carefully 
at first, opening up at the last with blows of such telling efifect that the round was 
easily his. Once again Navy had come out ahead. 

Pennsylvania the following week was easily defeated. Navy taking all but one 
bout. 

Intercollegiate boxing has had a hard row to travel and still has probably a 
hard one ahead. But it has made wonderful progress in the last two years and this 
also will continue. To Spike Webb belongs the credit of building and making the 
Navy team. He had a squad of willing workers, who trained hard and fought hard, 
and as a result his eft'orts were rewarded by producing a hard hitting, clever bunch 
of two-fisted fighters. 




SWIMMING 

M^^^^m 4N0THER year has gone by the board, and again the 

' i^^^^H /A swimming team, this time under the capable leadership 

I^^^HB ; "*■ "^ of Captain Dal Emory, was undefeated as a team. Records 

^^^^^^B' were broken by the score, and ones that will stand as the pillars 

|BII|^B< of Bancroft Hall, were established. 

' When training began the team was nearly intact, graduation 

taking only a few, and the new Plebe Class brought forth 
' excellent material. So it was not long before the squad was 

turned into a well-oiled working machine. 

Johns Hopkins appeared as the first victim and sang a sad 
song to the tune of 51 — 11. Penn, Princeton, Pittsburgh, 
Columbia, and M. I. T. came along in order and met the same 
fate as their predecessors. 

Records were broken in everything except the plunge. 
Emory lowered his hundred record; Quinby his forty breast 
stroke, and Mcintosh the forty back stroke. The stellar relay 
team composed of Kanakanui, Gallagher, Winkjer, Boiling, and Emory frequently 
brought down a new record and finally equalled the world's record for the 160 yard 
event. Sinclair not only lowered an Academy record but put a high premium on 
the 220 intercollegiate, and Kanakanui also copped the 40 from the same bush. 

The season ended. It came our turn to show what we could do in the 
individuals up in the big city. 





The Intercollegiate Individual Championship, held at 
Columbia University, was a great disappointment to the Navy 
aggregation as a whole. The competition was unusually keen 
in the 50 and 100 yard dashes — both were blanket finishes. 
Too much can't be said about "our Dallas." After tearing off 
three fast races in the afternoon, he touched finger lengths 
behind the winner in his final races at night. Five races in as 
many hours is too much even for iron men. Gallagher and 
Winkjer were in their races up to the finish — the former qualified 
for the semi-finals and the latter got into the finals. The Plebe 
relay team swam in "fits and starts." Sinclair and "Bill" 
Kanakanui swam beautiful races, "Bill" doing the second fastest 
time of the meet. McCooey surprised himself by doing sixty- 
seven feet in the plunge, about six inches more and he would 
have qualified. 

Everyone, with the exception of Emory, will be back next 
year, and with Gallagher as skipper — well — just watch out for 
the boys later on. 



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liANAKANUI 




^J^TER POLO 

1 Q 2. 1 




ON January twenty-ninth we dove oft for the first game of 
the season with a crack team from Princeton led by 
Captain Botting of Ail-American fame. We were never 
able to devise a defense for this particular style of play, the 
final score standing 39 to 3 with Princeton on the long end. 

After the denouement on the twenty-ninth the team went 
into the game against Columbia with a determination to play 
our style of game and Princeton's besides. Columbia had an Ail- 
American goal who knew his business so the Navy was able to 
score only two thrown goals during the first half while the visitors 
scored one touch, making the score 6 to 5 with the Navy leading. 
In the second half we had a chance at a thrown goal from a foul 
and missed it, but came back immediately with a touch goal 
that made the total stand 11 to 5. Columbia became inspired 
to greater deeds and made a touch in the last minute of j^lay. 
The game ended without another score, the final being 11 to 10. 

Next year, it is hoped that this sport will draw good material 
from the Regiment for the furthering of one of the best college sports — a sport 
which is hampered by so few rules that it is interesting to watch and to play. 



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GYM 1 Q 2 1 



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ALK over to the Gym any Saturday afternoon when the 

winter sports are flourishing and look over in the corner. 

There you will see performances that will make you 

wonder why you never paid more attention to them before. For 

Raleigh Hales and his gang of Gymnasts have held the eye of 

more than one who chanced to glance that way. 

Because it had to be conducted at the same time Boxing and 
Wrestling were progressing, Gym has never^ received the support 
it should. But the fact that the schedules are always among the 
best and the strongest and that against such teams Navy has 
won with surprising consistency, throwing in an intercollegiate 
championship or two for good measure, is a good indication of the 
character of the sport and the men who make up the team. 

It is too early to say that we will be intercollegiate champions 

nor would we venture to make any such predictions under the 

circumstances. Unfortunately we are forced to go to press 

^"iJ^" before the big event is staged. But it isn't too early to point to 

an undefeated team and to predict great results in the inter- 

cAPTAiN HALES collcglates. For a team with victories over Pennsylvania, 

Haverford, Yale, and Princeton, comprising an undefeated 

season, is justified in expecting more than the ordinary in the climax of college 

Gymnastics, the Intercollegiate Meet. 

The Gym team was a happy team in that it was not a "one man" team. The 
mere fact that Hales was a wonder on the rings does not state the whole of it; for 
Comp in his tumbling, Pearson on the parallel, Strang and Krecek on the horse, and 
Cory and Garvin on the horizontal are only a few of the others who have removed 
the expectation of an intercollegiate championship team from the realm of possi- 
bility to the kingdom of probability. 





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TWELVE seasons without a defeat from any college is 
in direct accordance with the traditions of the Navy, 
'< and, as a result, the Little Iron Man seems to be a 

])ermanent fixture in Memorial Hall. 

Because of the specie of the sport, but few men are able 
to arrive within the circle— then it is not the game of beef 
and mad excitement, so much as definite calculation and 
external practice. Developing radio communication be- 
tween the eye and the wrist is just a fraction of what a 
fencer experiences. 

The number of men out for the team increased about one 
hundred percent, but as it takes time to round out a team 
and develop "speed and accuracy," there will be a time in 
the near future when a "Touche" against Navy will be 
exceptional. Nevertheless, we have our team now that is 
making a clean sweep — Captain Becker, Vose and Shears of 
the foils, Malstrom and Guider of the sabre, and Hunter 
with the epee — just about hit on all six. The schedule has 
le, Columbia, Pennsylvania, Army Officers' Club, Bridgeport 



Y. M. C. A., and the French Y. M. C. A. of New York. 

It is only after long months of coaching that a man handles a weapon with 
skill. Mr. Heintz, our head coach, made his debut here back in the days when 
cutlasses were in vogue. Mr. Fornon and Mr. Pavese are excellent fencing mentors 
and it is because of their co-operation that the team has steadily improved. Placing 
our faith in the coaches and in the consistency of the team, the Little Iron Man 
might as well be bolted and secured to its place up in Mem Hall. 




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MOMM, C. H. 


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'^:2 CLASS HISTORY 

To quote Little Joe. "That class of 1922 has everything in it from millionaires' 
sons to porch climbers and most of them are porch climbers. I hope to have 

five thousand miles of deep water between you and me before you get to be 
first class! Double time that section to the Reina and back." 

So '22 started on its upward path. If first impressions were best and most 
lasting, Joe would have scared us all out of this man's navy. But we stuck and 
there you have it. 

Truly it was a somewhat conglomerate aggregation, but in spite of the fact that 
forty percent were fresh from the farm, we soon showed signs of possessing almost 
human intelligence. 

July was open season for pants hanging, rope climbing, etc., and'we came in for 
our share. When Joe wasn't teaching us signals or chaperoning rowing outings on 
the Sunny Severn, we invariably found ourselves subject to practical instruction 
in most modern and improved forms of Swedish. Can't you still hear Shorty 




bawling, "Fall out, take off your top shoits, foist company has hoidles, thoid 
company goes to wopes!" 

These various phases of summer activity were disclosed to us early, in tact 
before the stencil ink dried on our white works, or our first white shirt had gone to 
the laundry to be torn, shrunken and distorted, as the laundry always tears, shrinks 
and distorts the clothes of midshipmen. We found out one big thing — three 
minutes in the Naval Academy may hold more action than thirty on the outside. 

When we entered it went like this, "Have you had any previous military 
experience.?" Young hopeful, "None sir!" "Very well." So he was a buck 
private, and doomed to remain such for the rest of the summer. Then the next 
function, Q. "Have you had any previous military experience?" A. "Yes sir, 
three weeks in the Boy Scouts!" "Very well." That man would be a three 
striper. And so it went; the Plebe Regiment soon took definite form. But we were 
as yet a mass, not developing any individual traits and characteristics. 

Only in one game did we quickly achieve perfection. But for the practice 
afforded Plebe summer, we would never have been able to show up the gobs as we 
did Youngster cruise. That game was "playing possum," or in the concise language 
of the Navy "corkin'." Our proficiency in this sport was so great that Joe often 
had to leave most stupendous adjectives hanging in mid-air while he proceeded to 




bring us to. Then there were the long hours we spent 
teaching the Reserves the ways and habits of seagoing 
men. Some of us objected to the mosquito netting 
which each had so carefully stretched over his bed. 
Others disliked seeing theni row a half-rater appar- 
ently under full sail into the basins. Still others 
voiced the opinion that at least two men should keep 
in step with the guide when in column of squads. 
But the Reserves were a good lot even though they 
did not meet our entire approval. 

We had been in, some of us, for nearly two months 
now and Plebe summer was nearly over. But before 
leaving this, the carefree period of our career let us 
recall the old rigging loft. "You midshipmen keep 
'^''^''lS^£\:^i!^':ny away from them jackstays." "Don't call me Chief, 

I'm a two-striper." "How many men in that boat? 
Three.'^ Well half of you come out!" "Fall in 
accordin' to the size of yer feet!" 

So one September morning the Crabs appeared in the offing and soon we had 
among us a chattering, domineering, fault-finding mob of Upper Classmen and we 
woke up with a start to the sudden realization that we were after all 
but Plebes and our troubles had not yet begun. Lover's Lane and 
Youngster Stairs were not for us. Such questions as, "What ship 
was I on.?" "What are you famous for.''" "Can you whinnie, Mr. 
McWhinnie .?" "Mister what did I come in here for?" found us 
unprepared, and at times presented almost insurmountable difficulties. 
We spent September wishing we also were on leave, but we had to 
strive to get on to things before October first under the more or less 
capable tutelage of a few First Classmen and "^'oungsters who were 
held over for re-exams. Li our efforts we were more or less successful, 
but the month passed all too soon for many and the first innings of 
the All-Academics were at hand. Our first chow formation was 
marked by a more or less interesting occurrence. One exceedingly 
fat buzzard stopped before an exceedingly thin Plebe. "What's your 
name?" "Clark sir." "What?" "Charles Clark sir." "What!" 
"Charles A. Clark sir." "What?" "Charles A. Clark, 2nd, sir." 
"That's better, when you are asked for information give it, savvy?" 
When recitations began, a new Naval Academy dawned on our 
view. We found ourselves called upon to solve many mysteries, 
among which one stood out — Why does the little red 
book have covers? For many a weary hour we 
puzzled over this, but to no avail. Those covers 
have long been a baffling element to all midshipmen 
and were also to us. Beauty Pierce says, "The covers prevent 
the midshipmen from determining their true batting average. 
Perhaps some of them would get a swell head if they knew how 
well they were doing!" 

During Plebe year another characteristic of '22 made itself 
known. When it came to a choice of Cosmo or athletics, our class 
picked the latter. The Radiator Club had a dull season. As a 
result we produced many good athletes. Zeke made the varsity 
crew, and we placed many good men on football and baseball 
squads. In fact we were well represented in all sports, 

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With Plebe year nearly ended the cruise loomed up 
before us. Since many of us had never seen so much as a 
rowboat a year before, it presented something novel and 
interesting. Our beloved Upper Classmates, thinking we 
should become accustomed to water, treated us to many 
midnight showers. But we survived and graduation day 
found us converting Lover's Lane into an imitation of an 
anti-prohibition meeting. '^ 

The cruise started pretty well after we had found our 
ships. We say this because there was a dense fog that 
morning, and many a reserve skipper mistook the Pennsylvani 
the antique Maine, under the mist's confusing influence. But 
well, and we were finally installed on our rusty bateaux. 

A sailor always swings in a hammock; so does a midshipman. We found that 
out as we found everything out, by a bitter though enlightening experience. Why 
bitter.? Well, whether you swing high or low, the deck of a ship is not to< 
thing to light on; especially when one is awakened from dreams 
of home and his O. A. O. To quote this from '97's Lucky Bag: 

"Breathes there a man with soul so dead. 
Who never to himself hath said. 
As he slipped from his hammock and lit on his head, 
XX .?!!!%*—**." 

However we finally mastered this gentle art. 

We scjon became initiated also to the beauties of a steaming 
scuttlebutt and a roasting fire-room. The fire-room 
was hardest. After a couple of squads had gone below and 
more or less consistently passed out we began to take the matter 
seriously. We soon found that a four-hour watch in the 
fire-room was not to be sneezed at. As Jerry Olmstead once 
said, 'T didn't come into the outfit to work. I find a sight of namk?- 

difference between the duties of a radio girl and the fireman!" 

Well, Guantanamo didn't make a very favorable impression. One can stand 
goat's milk ice cream, but when they cook three flies in a pie and there are only two 
midshipmen to eat it there is bound to be a disagreement. So we were jolly well 
pleased when we sh(wed oft', St. Thomas bound, and left Cuba a fading speck on the 
horizon. 

St. Thomas brought several 
revelations. The ships were 
coaled by the natives, men and 
women, carrying the coal in 
baskets on their heads, as they 
carry everything. Then there 
was Bay Rum, for St. Thomas 
is the origin of this beverage. 
And again, why any apparently 
normal, healthy young man, 
whose alleged profession is hood- 
winking old Neptune, should 
sally forth over the mountains 
with a butterfly net is too much 

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END OF YOUNGSTER CHriSI- 



So we left St. Thomas and visited Colon, Panama, and Cuba once more. But 
those ports are all the same. 

New York looked mighty good to us. One of the boysjdistinguished himself 
the first day by slipping off the armor belt into the slimy Hudson. Duckworth 
went ashore and plumb forgot to come back. But after corking that night on a 
couple of beer kegs (there were such things then) he slipped quietly aboard the next 
day and all was Jake. 

Youngster cruise came to a happy termina- 
tion and we shoved off on leave. Our first leave 
will always seem to us the best. But all good 
things end and we returned to sport our new 
diag and do our share in running the Academy. 
Of course there were a couple of new terrors, 
Skinny, Mechpro, and Bully's gym tests, but a 
Youngster is totally and eternally "Sans Souci," 
by reputation and we were no exception. 

This time our anticipations of an Army game 
and Christmas leave were both fulfilled. Better 
still, we beat the Army. 
About the middle of Youngster year there developed in our class an acute case 
of Bolshevism which had been chronic for some time. It was during that period 
in which we were performing extra duty. On this account we had an unprecedented 
spectacle at the hops; a female stag line. The unfortunate part of it was that none 
of us were there to see it. 




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By the spring of 1920 the All-Academics had also 
showed us a few new ones, in fact so proficient were 
they that our original 970 men or so who entered had 
diminished to about 680. For what chance had an 
inexperienced Youngster against a Prof with a five- 
inch slip stick who can get answers correct to seven 
decimals ? You ask a Prof to work a prob and after 
hunting through his gouge he says, "Here's one just 
like it. I'll put it on the board." If he loses his 
slips or his gouge he is all at sea and you might as 
well knock ofi^ for the day. 

There is nothing which attracts the attention of 
your midshipman like a strange face about the yard. 
One day we remarked several strange neopolitan 
faces and stranger uniforms. We knew something new was at hand. When an 
invitation came to partake of the hospitality of the officers of the Italian dread- 
naught Conte di Cavour, it met with immediate response. Several Youngsters 
were among the fortunate ones. They had a big time and when they gyrated back 
to Bancroft Hall it was with the firm 
conviction that the Italian vintages 
upheld their reputation. 

June Week rolled around once more. 

We found we had a new color company, 

which by dint of scrubbing of belts and 

polishing of bayonets while the Regi- 
ment slept had managed to carry off the 

honors. Then graduation over, we all 

repaired to the various Second Class 

smoke halls to catch one. 

Our Second Class cruise started well. 

In fact it rained every twenty-four 

hours for over two weeks. We had 

plenty of opportunities to scrub decks 

with fresh water. In addition to this 

the New Hampshire and Connecticut 

became famous from the start for a 

super-abundance of demerits. By the 

time the old familiar Colon breakwater 

hove in sight some of us were likely to be performing extra duty for the remainder 

of the cruise. After the arid U. S. A., Colon had a warming influence on our liberty 

[)arties. The four-bit buggies were over-worked during our stay. So too were the 

erstwhile sleepy Panama cops. A mere 
policeman has little chance indeed with one 
who has dodged D. O.'s, consistently for two 
years. But we were not sorry to leave, for 
we were going to the land of Ukeleles. 

We can scarcely say Hawaii was a dis- 
appointment, but doubtless it was not exactly 
what we expected. For lo, there was a 
typical American city, save for the Chinese 
and pineapples. Instead of being thrown at 
us, they set us back two-bits apiece. Then, 
too, we immediately noticed the apjiarent 




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scarcity of Hula dancers whom we had come so far to see. But they were there and 
finally we found them. 

The Moana Hotel, however, was more attractive to most as it offered wonder- 
ful dancing, wnoderful music, wonderful moonlight, and wonderful girls; while the 
famed Waikiki furnished further amusements in the form of surf-riding, bathing, 
and outrigger canoes. 

Then the boys went to bending slice bars and heaving black diamonds in order 
to reach Seattle. No matter how sweltering the fire-room was, one could always 
hear a few cheering bars of "The Naughty Waltz" and the "Hula Blues" which 
we added to our collection in Honolulu. 

Right here and now we wish to thank the people of Seattle for their kind 
hospitality. The whole town turned out in autos, took the midshipmen riding, to 
chow, and finally to a much crowded dance where the best of the town held forth. 

Frisco and L. A. were good to us in their turn. Hotels, theaters, cabarets, and 
movie studios not accessible to the average human took us in; lock, stock, and barrel. 
Having spent all of our money we shoved oft' and soon found ourselves once more in 
Colon and Panama. The slight loss of one and both propellers of the Connecticut 
delayed us for a few days and we did not hit Annapolis until the second of September. 

It was during the period when quarantine flag was flying over the second and 
fourth wings that the R. H. I. P. drop was most noticeable throughout the Regiment. 
Our dignified classmates took to spinning tops and playing marbles and extra duty 
was indeed, a poor substitute for liberty. Throughout the month during which 
this state of affairs held sway friend Johnny Gow had his innings and the first tree 
found some three out of four unsat. 

Quarantine was lifted three days before The Game and we rode to New York 
and slept back, leaving the cadets once more to hold up the small end of an Army- 
Navy score. As usual it took longer to come from Odenton to Annapolis than 
from New York to Odenton. But the old Japanese bell rang once more just the 
same, and we listened to the orations of the boys with the same spirit and attention 
that we would give to a verbal welcome to Heaven. 

Now the time is at hand when the ruling caste steps out and leaves us to fill 
their shoes. As to our capacity — time will tell. Certainly you would not recognize 
now the blundering rabble that made its debut three years ago as the privileged 
class will soon hold their daily meetings in the once remote Smoke Hall. However, 
we are the same, although depleted in mumbers, and we're looking forward to a 
year where Class A's will be few and far between and all demerits just as far. But 
we will make no prophesies since we have no dope and as Mark Twain says "There 
are two times when one should never speculate; one when one has no money; the 
other when one has." 




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Plebe Year 

JUST as the summer and the wheat 
were ripening, seven hundred 
would-be midshipmen left the 
old homestead. They had heard how 
the Navy was going to rack and 
ruin, and couldn't stand idly by 
when men of their calibre were all 
that was lacking. And thus they 
came to Crabtown, not knowing as 
yet that to the recruiting slogan 
"Join the Navy; learn a Trade; 
Take your pick" should be added two 
words "and SHOVEL." Hence we 
find them gathered in and white- 
worked out by July the Fourth. 




Plebe summer was not to be the youthful playtime of previous years. A score 
of nice, shiny junior D. O.'s had been bountifully provided; they seemed more or 
less bent under the load of dignity upon their young shoulders. By their untiring 
efforts (the resulting D.'s made every one else tired), we learned to smoke less and 
were more select about where we deigned to flick our ashes. 

We have never seen a man who does not want to become a Strongfort — but 
when this goal is to be obtained only by sneaking up on it before the rosy-fingered 
dawn has yet grasped this sleeping world, and by monkey-drilling out among the 
foothills of the Marine Barracks — ^Aw! who wants to be strong.? 

But who can ever forget the Sunday afternoons when half a dozen or so went 
adventuring in half-raters, taking turns at submerging under the forecastle with a 
Fatima .? 

Sh! A cloud came over our clear skylight. "Who's the King of Siam.?" For 
some 1500 reasons we suddenly wondered about these and many other time-honored 
stock questions. Then the great day arrived, and we were hiked to the Radio 
Station without even meeting the Enemy. 

September slipped quickly by, however, and suddenly "they" were really back! 
All feeling jovial, too, you know, like you always do when you have to leave "her" 
and come back for another year. Our arms developed astonishingly that first 




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MONKEY DRILL 



month. Taps was the most looked-for 
event