1915 Cedrus Yearbook

The Juniors S I took up my pen a little Brownie appeared before my lingering gaze and perched himself on the top of my pen. Wonderingly I inquired, "And where did you come from, my little Sprite?'• "Ask no questions!" was the saucy reply, "I am here for business, to see that the noble Juniors get fair play!" Now, to be candid, I had not expected to extol all the vii tues of this wonderful(?) class—for truly they are many—because, you see, we have not yet reached the top round of the ladder and there is still just a little probability that the lofty Seniors may endeavor once more to send us into the pit of humiliation. In describing the Junior class we would note, in the first place, its position. It is composed of nine divisions—or members—two of which may be unitedsoon, though not as a result of war. These members are Ada Wallace, Mary Bird, David Bradfute, Orland Ritchie, Carey Ritchie, William Hastings, Merle Rife, Paul Ramsey, and ye Historian. We are bordered on the north by the Seniors, on the east by the Faculty, on the south by the Sophomores, on the west—well, that region is yet unexplored. Now, we take the history of the class: its accomplishments and its endeavors the last three yea's—archaeology has as yet been unable to decipher the hieroglyphics of any previous history—we find some interesting data. In the fall of 1912, twenty-four young men and maidens, just graduated from high school, entered the Freshman class. Never did a more congenial, jolly, yet stu- dious class of young people enter the college halls. Yes, the Sprite reminds me, it was the largest too. Never did trade wax so great for the baker, the pickle, and meat men as it did that year—wiener sandwiches and pickles are but a synonym for "spread." Never did Sophomores so utterly fail in an attempt to play the role of Upper Classmen. Never was Professor Jurkat'stemper so sorely tried (he is floor walker at school) and the Sprite adds,"Never were teachers so well pleased with class grades."(?) Reluctantly we grew out our Freshman togs and assumed the role of Sophomores. It sobered us somewhat to assume so dignified a name. We had to sacrifice many things; our spreads especially. There was but one the entire year, and we were permitted to have only ice cream and cake. Last fall when the college doors swung open and we entered into our Junior year we found that the ranks had been thinned until only nine remained. May the ties of fellowship and loyalty for our college bind us together until we have finished our college course. We now wish to mention a few of the characteristics of the members of this class. Intellectually, we are the Seven Wonders of the world with two duplications. As logicians, some of the class have no rivals. As ethicists, some have declared their inten- tion of succeeding Gregory. As scientists, one of our members is assistant professor in the science department. As mathematicians, all the mathematics that Cedarville College can boast of has been mastered. As students of the languages, anyone desiring a tutor in French would do well to inquire for Mesdemoiselles Bird and Wallace. Another member of the class converses in Egyptian, Hebrew, Greek, Latin, Spanish, German, and sometimes, English. As musicians, some of our members are quite proficient, nay, might be termed geniuses. Still another member of the class, although we have always known he expected to be an agriculturist, is making a specialty of gardening. 'The Sprite says he is because he has a Gardiner. I had but begun to expatiate on our athletic ability, when "Nur Sed," snapped our Sprite. As I am rather uncertain of his meaning, and fear to question him lest we lose his friendship I shall bring this history to a close. The Sprite bids you all farewell. THE JUNIOR SPRITE