1917 Cedrus Yearbook

19 17 Freshman Class History W E, the Freshman class, ever since September have lived the modest and secluded lives that all truly great people live, but the other classes have now become so loud in their praises of us that we feel we would be doing the College an injustice to remain quiet any longer. Of course, you will not think for one minute that we are boasting, when we tell you that four of our boys are members of the second basket ball team. Further- more, we feel that it was the second team that enabled the first team to be prepared to win the Antioch game as well as many other games this season. Oh,of course we are very proud of our boys,butfar beitfrom ustoboast about it. We'lllet others do that. Also three of our girls played on the girls'team. They weresome players, too! In fact they—but there! We positively will not blow our own horn! Our class is undoubtedly the best and most congenial class in school. At least the other classes must think so, for they usually try to "join" us when we have a spread or when they "think"we are going to have one. Say,when it comes to "Spreads" the Freshies cannot be surpassed, not even by the Sophomores. One more worthy thing of mention is that several of the most brilliant students in college are members of our class, but in our modesty and humility, we did not dream of such a thing until the faculty informed us. However we were not sur- prised (being naturally bright.) We are sixteen in number, yes sweet sixteen, and each member will always be, loyal and true to the scarlet and black, for we love our class and the college of which it forms a part. Alt. distinctly I remember it was in the fair September When each fresh and green young member cast a shadow on the door! Eagerly they came to college, eagerly they sought for knowledge, From east and west and north and south the students all did pour. E'en the rare and radiant Louisa—all who knew her did adore Even then and—evermore. And the glorious, glad uncertain Ellen, giggling more than working, Thrilled all—filled Morton with fantastic terrors never known before, And another one named Horton, shared the same fate then as Morton, And thots and dreams of love into his beating heart did pour— All inspired by one named—Millie—she it was .and no one more, Same old story—evermore. 41 Presently then bye and bye catne Reba Harbison sweet and shy, Helen Bmdfute stately and pretty and Deane with knowledge in store. And the fact is, next came Duncan,always pass- ing never flunkin, And Anderson with loyal heart making friends there by the score, Oh,they'll never beforgotten—tho their absence we deplore, All of them—forevermore. Clark was next who came to town, followed by Elwood the college clown, Then there came jolly Rebecca our friendship to implore, Dorothy Smithson charming and rare was an- other who entered there, Lastly came Polly who tho loyal to the core, was rather fond of a Sophomore, But all thru the annuals of the past we find the same old story o'er and o'er, And thus 'twill be—forevemore. (With sincere apologies to Poe.) M.G.