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Contents
Literary DEPARTMENT PAGE
Ships», i i , i - Kolin Hager, ’17 338
Memories i iB Ms : Emma Wilber, ’17 335
The Voice of a Canadian Volunteer
Ethel Houck, 17 339
A Declamation i A A Pearl Lukens, 717 342
Rain Dreams 2 2 “ % i e Anon 344
FRAGMENTS
Tranquillity . : . Edith Wallace, "17 345
——_—. AT eRe 7 say:
Margaret Christ,
Aa Ravine ral gas.
Epirort1aAL DEPARTMENT
Don’t Forget How to Play e 4 i PANIES AQ}
News DEPARTMENT . x chee 4 : _ iy 351
ALUMNI DEPARTMENT . si 4 a ‘ G ce Ei SOz
EXCHANGES 5 z é ‘ rs h % : z 365
ATHLETICS i , ‘ 2 : : - 5 ‘ D307;
Joxes . Hy y i " 4 i ts a i N 372
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VOL. XXV MARCH, 1916 No. 7
Literary Department
Memories
It was just such a stretch of country as might be
seen from a car window almost anywhere in New
York State. On one side were many fields of grain.
some green, some yellow; like a great patch-work
quilt, with here and there, dark fir-woods and circles
of white-stemmed birches. On the other side was
the little railroad station with the white, steepled
church, village inn, and cozy cottages clustering about
it. Along the edge of the town a brook was laughing
softly to itself as it ran through a strip of hemlock
forest. In the distance were the blue outlines of the
mountains, and over all was a summer sky, with its
lazy clouds and fitful light.
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“What a pleasant scene!” you would say, in pass-
ing. ‘‘ How peaceful, how prosperous!”
But how much more it meant to the old man who
stood on a hill, looking over the place of his birth, his
youth, his early dreams. It was now fifty years since
he had last gazed upon the place, but although there
had been many changes, he did not see them. He
looked with the eyes of his youth.
He turned toward the house along the brook
on the outskirts of the town. Time had melted its
white and green together, and overlaid all with stains
of brown. But to the man it was the place where She
had lived. Flowers were blooming in the window
boxes; snow-white curtains were in the windows; and
the smoke curled up toward the bright, blue sky. He
could see old Hiram Jones now, and hear him talking—
“TI tell ye, my boys, if you want to perform your
work in this world without any hindrances, avoid the
wimen. See that dodder over ’n the clover field.
Them there wimen is just like that ; a parrysitic growth,
a sappin’ the life out o’ the strongest plant. They
argy and argy all day long, but they h’ain’t got no
reason. They don’t know enough to stay where they.
belong, but must be a interferin’ and a weakenin’
them as was put in this yere world to run it.”
And then she had come, with her black, sparkling
eyes, and her merry voice. She was Hiram’s orphaned
niece, and there was no alternative but for her to come
and live with him. How he fretted and fumed before
she came, and how he fretted and wondered and
gradually became used to the situation after she came.
But even on his death-bed he was still unconvinced.
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“Ye may be a good girl, Mary, and ye may have
kept the house in order, but I h’ain’t admittin’ nothin’
about wimen.”
How much she had meant to the man on the hill,
this cheerful little girl! And was it only two months
since he had last seen her? He rubbed his coat sleevé
across his eyes, and stood motionless for a long time.
And that building down near the church! Was it
the old school-house? The man was again a boy,
sitting on the hard, wooden bench. All heads were
closely bent over the books. Not an eye wandered. It
was the truant officer’s visiting day. Sure enough,
there he is, encased in the awe-inspiring frock coat
which graced the dominie’s reception thirty years be-
fore, the entire six feet of his frowning anatomy filling
the little doorway and chilling the atmosphere like a
coming storm. Now the measured step, the curt
“Good Mornin’,” the loud “Ahem,” and the labored
speech on the evils and punishment of truancy. Again
the measured step, and then ears, elbows, knees and
swallow-tail, on the old spring-board, behind the old
white cob, slowly going up over the hill. The teacher
and pupils take a long breath. The storm is over.
Then the man went down,the hill, left the village,
and walked toward the pine grove. He looked and
looked and breathed deeply. His “‘ Holy of Holies!”
He was again twenty years of age. It was just as the
closing day was leaving the valley in deep shadows,
and he was going to the woods to think it over. He
was discontented, disappointed; life seemed so small
to him, so narrow. He lay down upon a pillow of
moss along the stream, and looked up through the
shimmering, silken mesh which the spiders had spun
from tree to tree and which was now swaying with
the breath of night. A golden glow in the misty sky
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told that a great yellow moon was about to rise. Was
he bitter a few moments before? Now it seemed that
the little bluebell under his hand could hold all the
bitterness there was in life. And then he heard a
voice. He turned, and saw the faint outlines of
Jack-in-the-pulpit. He was preaching, and the boy
caught the words, “ Life is beautiful, life is joy, life
is eternal.”
“Ts it?” asked the boy.
The great audience of wood-folks nodded approval.
Dare he deny it? Then he felt the roots of the great
pines under which he lay twist their fibers about him
until he was very life of their joyful life, their life
eternal. The sweet, crushed scents of the night
crowded upon him, and he sank, sank into a dazzling
gulf of dreams, sank with those mysterious influences
until he was one with the great forces of the universe.
He had come into his birthright. He had found
kinship with the universe.
?
Emma WILBER, 717.
Ships
1
O ships that sail beneath a sun-lit sky,
From out the East in quest of Western bay,
With tugging sails which urge you quickly by,
To find the misty end of your bright way.
I mark the easy path the sea has made,
The winds that help you in your glad employ ;
The dainty poise, demeanor unafraid,
And long to follow you in all your joy.
THE ECHO Sige)
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O ships that sail beneath a leaden sky,
Amid the inky waves, the pallid foam,
Whose masts are stripped, where hope can only die
While almost in the very sight of home.
I mark the swirling pit before your bow,
The tortured plunge, the hungry, grasping wave.
The sun-lit ships have reached their harbor now,
And I stay to mourn above your grave.
Korin Hacer, ’17.
The Voice of a Canadian Volunteer
It was late in August in Saskatchewan. The heat
was intolerable. The plains were brown with wheat,
dead ripe and uncut. The leaves of the birches
drooped listlessly. Lake Gibson lay utterly motion-
less in the dazzling sunlight. Mercifully its brilliant
blue blinded the eyes of the girl so that she did not
grow mad, gazing at its utter stillness.
Six days Jane had spent there on the doorstep of
the lone log-cabin, six long days, beginning with sun-
rise at three o’clock, and lasting with scarcely a break,
save for the scanty noon-day meal, until night came
suddenly, without twilight, as it does in that northern
country. She had begun watching while she knew
there was yet no chance that the neighbor for whom
she waited would come with his news, either that day
or the next. Over and over she mapped out his jour-
ney, and reckoned the time it would take. First there
must be the ride back to his own claim, and then, the
next day, the long, slow journey behind the ox-team
to far-away Prince Albert. He had said that business
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would keep him there a day. Then would come the
same slow trip back, and not until the next morning
would he be able to bring her the letter, evenif . . .,
but there must be, there would be!
Yet why had he not come? He should have arrived
early Wednesday. And this was Friday. She got
up restlessly and went into the one-room cabin. The
furnishings were crude, all home-made except the few
articles brought from “the States” three years ago.
Jane turned now to a cheap, battered talking machine,
almost as crude as the other furniture if one compared
it with similar modern instruments. Beside it lay a
single record. Tenderly, tremblingly, Jane picked it
up and carefully slipped the little black cylinder into
position.
It was a simple song that she heard; two short
verses, and then the refrain, “ Sweet-thing Jane” ;
but it was the voice of Norman, her husband — a clear
tenor voice which had promised much . . . before
the War began.
For an hour she listened to the song. Then as she
finally lifted the record, gently, with almost a caress-
ing touch, there came the sound of hoof-beats in the
distance.
An instant later Jane was at the door. Shambling
towards her on a small, brown burro, was the neighbor.
She watched him as he came across the long stretch of
waste land; hidden now by a brown, parched knoll;
now by a grove of tall pines, and now coming into
view beside a scraggly, unkempt tamarack. It seemed.
hours later when the rider dismounted before her
door.
Without greeting or explanation, the man produced
from some inner pocket of his shabby brown corduroy
a
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coat a travel-stained letter, and held it out to Jane.
With a cry she snatched it from him, and without
thanks or apology fled into the cabin.
Betraying no sign of interest, the man tied his horse
to a poplar sapling and settled himself comfortably on
the doorstep. Neither sympathy nor curiosity impelled
him. He knew the homesteader’s custom of obtaining
food at any cabin where meal-time might find him,
and so no thought of departure came to him. Even
the Northwest bows to Madame Grundy.
Indoors Jane stared at the foreign-looking envelope.
Suddenly she realized that the postmark was German.
She hurriedly tore a jagged slit across one end of the
letter, and drew out four closely written sheets. At
the top of the first was a drop of white wax, firmly
pressed with a familiar seal. Below it the date, June
thirtieth, caught her eye. Unconsciously, as she read,
she murmured phrases, sentences aloud.
“Taken ‘prisoner . . . in the western camp
well treated... food). .). mod lack
comfortable. Germans confident . . . reserves.
exchaneel ues sie juin) ythinke Or Uyou
Piel) Pu atipay fromthe Sovernment
winter Severe 70.9). \. give up claim
States.
Gradually the reading grew slower and more con-
nected; the postscript was wholly audible.
“You wrote that you were planning to make a copy
in oils of the family coat of arms. I still have the
seal ring with me, but dare not send it to you, as the
odds are against this ever reaching Saskatchewan.
However, I have pressed the ring into a drop of wax
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from a German candle and fastered that to the letter,
in case you need to refresh your memory about the
exact design.”
The sun grew low in the west, and still Jane sat
there, staring at the rough wall opposite her with eyes
that saw a prison camp, and only one face in all that
camp. She absently fingered the drop of wax on the
letter. Her fingers moved over it, and loosened it. As
it dropped into her lap she moved to replace it. A dark
blur underneath caught her eye. Looking closely at
the page, she could see a few finely-written words in
the ring left by the wax. Catching up a small reading
glass that lay on the rough pine table beside her, she
walked quickly over to the window. There she made
out these six words:
“They have cut my tongue out.”
Blindly she groped for a chair. As she did so, some-
thing cracked beneath her foot, and she stumbled over
a small hard object lying on the floor. Glancing down
she saw the record, broken into a hundred tiny pieces.
Eruet M. Houck, 717.
A Declamation
Printed by request, for the purpose of showing that
all declamations do not deal with the tariff or the
right of appeal.
The other morning, on the street-car, I noticed that
Jack Frost had been doing some window-decorating,
not in his usual filled-in style, but an etching. There
was a tall tree, and there were some bulrushes, re-
flected in a pond. Then I observed that at one side,
close to the frame, was a telegraph pole.
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“ Alas,” I wailed, ‘‘ the commercialism of this age.”
But immediately I added, “ What are you com,
plaining about? A row of miles and miles of telegraph
poles never really filled you with woe. It’s the sug-
gestion that from an early age has been forced upon
you—the idea that this century is given over to
materialism and commercialism and is therefore un-
lovely and unlovable.
I suppose people talked the same way when some
men first used a stone knife instead of the natural and
more romantic implements he was born with.
Why can’t we take our world as we find it and
believe that every invention, every forward move in
commerce is but opening new chances for us to find
something delightful?
Think of a trainyard. Unless you are mechanically
disposed, it may be that you can think of no attraction
init. Yet there are wonderful, filmy, white masses of
steam, breaking against the car-windows. There I
have seen a light fall of snow over the cinders, just
as the manna must have fallen in the wilderness.
The most entrancing thing is a long line of freight
cars. They come from all over the country, and they
say such various things. I had just finished reading
Dr. Finley’s romance of the French pioneers, when I
saw a car labeled “ Pere Marquette R. R.” I hope I
shall never be able to see that name without feeling the
heroic spirit of the missionary-explorers. One day I
saw a car of the Grand Trunk Pacific coupled with
one of the Atlantic Coast Line. History — commerce
— pride of empire! What might this not suggest to
you?
These are instances. I am not anxious that you
should all go about looking for romance on freight-
”
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cars. I want to make a larger appeal than that. Each
one of you has some taste to be gratified. Don’t seek
to satisfy it only within library walls. Keep your eyes
open; enjoy yourself wherever you go. I am not
inviting you to deep study or philosophical musings,
but I am asking you to have a good time at a splendid
game. Come on and play!
’
PEARL LUKENS, ’17.
Rain Dreams
Oh, the sun brings roses,
The night brings rest,
But the rain brings dreams,
And dreams are best.
There are dreams of dryads,
And dreams of fays,
And dreams of brownies
That hate bright days.
There are dreams of witches
That ride on brooms,
And dreams of goblins
In dusky rooms.
There are dreams of circles
In forests old,
Where the frost sprites dance
When their toes are cold.
There are dreams of caverns
Down under the sea,
Where the mermaids hide
When they sing to me.
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There are dreams of rivers
Where water sprites leap
And din and splash
When we’re fast asleep.
There are dreams of fairies
That live in the sky
And slide down moonbeams
Fifty miles high.
There are dreams of the elves
That live in the rain
And come tap-tap-tapping
At my window pane.
Oh, the sun brings roses,
And the night brings rest,
But the rain brings dreams,
And dreams are best.
ANON.
Fragments
Tranquillity
Where is, what is this spirit of feeling and emotion
which we so often speak of as “ Tranquillity ’? What
sort of realm does this unseen goddess reign over?
We see her riding in her chariot, a fleecy cloud, as it
passes in front of the moon which is shining down
upon a little mountain lake on a summer’s night.
She breathes, and the little hill-surrounded lake is
perfectly calm because of the presence of her spirit —
there is scarcely a ripple on the reflecting waters. She
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tides on the wings of the bird which is of the blue that
does not fade in dazzling light, and is a part of the
true happiness it brings to men and women. She
presides over man’s thoughts, when, in contemplation,
he “walks the cloistered pale,” woos the chauntress
in the woods, or “ walks unseen, on the dry smooth
shaven green.” She goes hand in hand with an old
man as he goes over the brow of the hill to view the
sunset of life, bringing to him beautiful thoughts,
which make old age lovely. She is present and fills
the soul of a poet as he describes the beauties of
nature or writes of little children —
“ Life was full of dulcet cheer
That bringeth the grace of heaven anear —
The sound of the little ones hard at play —
Willie and Bess, Georgie and May.”
Although she does not fill it, yet this goddess of ours
holds a small corner in that greatest and most spacious
and wonderful of wishes, ‘‘ Peace on earth, good will
toward men.”
Again, what is this goddess? As she certainly has
her great place in Easter joy and peace, just so surely,
if we could see her, we would see the soul of a pure
white lily that reigns in light and in darkness, in joy
and in sadness, but ever with calmness and beauty.
Andrew Zweigler was a Teuton. His little round
stomach, his stolid blue eyes resting on puffy lids, and
his sturdy carriage vouched for that. He came from
a long line of rent collectors, and the payroll of his
tenant was quarry to be hounded and hunted in the
true spirit of the chase. He was a contractor and
builder, but if contracting was his vocation, then rent
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collecting was his avocation. He was wont to drive
up to a tenant’s abode in his rattling wagon with such
despatch that he would nearly lose the old nail kegs and
wooden horses off the rear end. These were the ear-
marks of his profession. Jouncing off the spring seat
he scuttled up to the front door and gave the bell three
quick jabs. Then he would assume a one-legged pose,
bracing himself with one arm against the door-post,
the other akimbo, hat pulled down over his eyes, and
thus await the appearance of the tenant. If the rent
was not forthcoming at once, there ensued a strenuous
conversation. Now Andrew was a rapid talker, and
talking always excited him. He had a habit of pushing
his hat backward and forward on his head at regular
intervals, and thereby mussing his short stubby hair
in a comical fashion. This would delight the tenant’s
children, who were peeping at him from behind the
door. In the end he would make dire threats, but
never keep them, for he loved to play the tyrant, and
harried all of his tenants continually after the manner
of his feudal ancestors.
Marcaret M. Curist, ’17.
The dew is sweet on the rose-buds,
* Tis morning, heart o’ mine!
The birds have sung for an hour!
Come swiftly, heart o’mine!
The light is dim on the hill-top,
’ Tis end o’ day, dear heart.
A dream has come with the shadows,
A thought of you, dear heart.
HA. K., 17.
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The mist clung about the shabby houses, sinking
down into the alleys, and half concealing the mazes of
clotheslines, bright colored and limp. From the gray
above, the rain fell steadily into the streets upon little
bare-foot, gaudy figures spattering about. Gradually
the mist thickened to heavy fog, the rain poured down,
and through it suddenly pierced the cry of a child,
uncomforted in its hurt.
The fog deepened and hid the wretched gaudiness
and squalor of clothesline and alley; the rain came in
floods. Through the dimness, a figure with an un-
gainly pushcart scuttled to the poor shelter of an over-
hanging roof — and out of the mist and darkness rose
a glorious voice, singing powerfully, exultantly, “O
Sole Mio—.”
AG Ra iy
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Enttorial Department
Don’t Forget How to Play
I know a girl and so do you.
She wears a bonnet loosely attached to a few hairs
in the left or right-rear of her head —a sober bonnet
shouting utility only.
I know this girl and so do you.
She flops about in heel-less shoes and style-less,
colorless, homeless coverings labeled for the sake of
warmth and propriety only.
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She lives in the realm of soul — no, spirit, she calls
it — above the petty frivolities of us lesser beings. The
body must be catered to merely for the fostering of
this spirit. Her mind pierces and dispels the mysteries
of religion, faith, beauty, and truth. Her life is a
Why in its relation to the world, God, and herself.
She sleeps little, eats less ——they waste time. So
do novels, styles, dancing, and amusements. Her eyes
are starey from much study and little rest, her hair
is a constant apology, her mouth turns down, and her
nose shines up.
Oh, I know this girl and you do, too.
She laughs rarely. Your foibles are her chief source
of amusement and even that is of a pitying sort —
for are not your foibles to be deplored?
She talks at you but never with you. Her words
may take the form of a pun, a satire, or a heavy
thought. But at no time are you at ease — for if you
are not that moment affording her material for a wit-
ticism you may be the next.
She goes to a play, is bored to death. There may
be an uncaused action or a presupposition.
She is interested in few people; fewer are interested
in her. She may be lonely; but she finds the world
at fault, not herself.
I know the girl and so do you. She may be in our
midst, she probably is. And what is wrong with her?
Can it be that she has forgotten how to play?
Has she in her struggle after the world of spirit
and true art forgotten that her way must lead through
the sunshine of pleasure and laughter? Has she let
critical discernment rout her light hearted sympathy
with her fellow beings? Has she built her self-walls
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so high and firm that there is no escape? Has she
never tried to cultivate the art of listening? Oh, has
she forgotten that life is rich, that the world is full of
beauty to him who can find it, that every man is full
of goodness to one who loves him?
And how to find the beauty and goodness? Look
for it!
Learn from people as well as books, learn rational
delight in living and helping to live, learn that he ‘‘ who
loves most has most,” learn how to play.
For I’ve known such girls and so have you
News Department
Y.W.C. A.
At the meeting on February 23d, Miss Thoburn, of
the National Headquarters, spoke to the Y. W. C. A.
girls on the life of Grace Dodge, the founder of our
Association. The meeting was well attended.
On the afternoon of February 29th, Miss Alice
Ward, the Extension Secretary of the Albany Y. W.
C. A., talked on “ Service,’”’ and the practical side-by-
side helping that college girls can do for each other.
The first meeting in March was on the afternoon of
March 7th. The speaker was Mrs. Harriet K. Christie,
head of the Albany branch of the Y. W. Bible Train-
ing Movement in America, and her subject, “‘ Know-
ing and Believing.”’ Her talk was very simple and
earnest, but most forceful and convincing. Miss Eliz-
abeth Evans sang at this meeting.
The questionnaires which were given out at the
banquet were called in on the first of March, and the
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results are to be carried by our annual member, Ruth
F. Evans, to the conference in New York City.
Y. W. C. A. girls, don’t let your interest in your
Association flag at the end of our Jubilee Month. Let’s
make every month a jubilee month by attending all
of our meetings and doing things to help along our
work, and, above all, let’s pay our dues immediately !
College Club
The fates were kind to the club during February,
and they (or the Program Committee) found two
most interesting speakers for us. The first meeting
of the month was addressed by Dr. Richardson of our
own faculty. He spoke on the subject of the war,
outlining causes, occasion, preliminaries, and progress
up to the present time. Dr. Richardson’s comments on
the German system were especially worth hearing be-
cause of his travels in that country. Dr. Hastings
was the speaker at the second meeting, when he read
to us, in his usual delightful fashion, selections from
the writings of Oscar Wilde.
Truly, College Club is prospering.
Chemistry Club Notes _
A regular meeting of the club was held Friday,
Feb. 25th, at which Miss Devine gave an interesting
paper on “ Bread.” This was followed by a dis-
cussion in which all took part.
On Friday, March toth, the annual stunt meeting
was held. Many curious and interesting phenomena
were shown, and the ability of our members to con-
trol the elements was quite thoroughly demonstrated.
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Flowers became pale from very wonder at our knowl-
edge, and flames appeared from water at our call.
Among those taking part were: Mr. Long, Mr.
Schneible, Miss Jacobi, Miss Stewart, Mr. Walker,
Mr. Winkler, and other club members.
El Circulo Castellano
At our first literary meeting, Wednesday, January
12th, the subject was the Alhambra. Mr. Pearsall
gave us the history of the Alhambra, Miss Horning
read a charming story written about the traditions of
the Alhambra, and Professor Stinard showed us some
splendid views of the different parts of the ancient
ruins.
Wednesday, February 16th, some very interesting
papers were read on life in Spain.
Miss Hildred Griffin described a bull fight in Spain,
Miss Emma Sommerfield told of the life of the
Spanish gypsies, and Mr. Bernard Marron read a story
of the Moors.
Omicron Nu
With great pleasure we welcome Miss Edna I.
Avery as a faculty member of Omicron Nu.
Senior Notes
The Pedagogue goes to press March 31st. We
expect the best and the most representative year book
that the State College has ever issued.
The caps and gowns have arrived. One more fact
to prove that the Senior Class affairs are being run
with business-like efficiency.
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The Moving-up Day Committee consists of the fol-
lowing members: Jessie Dunseith, Dorothy Feeney,
Katherine Ensign, Jacques Harwich.
Junior Class
At last the impossible has been accomplished, and
a photograph has been secured which almost does the
class justice. We are so delighted that we go about
all the time singing. But then 1917 has something to
sing! What class can show anything to equal our new
song, composed by Mr. Hager to the tune of “ Men of
Harlich 7”?
One last boast with hearts all flaming,
One last cheer we'll raise acclaiming,
One last hymn we’ll sing in naming
“Nineteen Seventeen” !
Send the slogan flying,
Echo still replying,
Glad the song that rings along
Of our love undying.
With a brave and proud emotion
We will raise by farthest ocean,
This our emblem of devotion,
“ Nineteen Seventeen.”
Firm the clasp of hands uniting,
True the vow of faith we’re plighting,
Warm the flame of love we’re lighting,
“Nineteen Seventeen” !
Fate our paths may sever,
May the future ever
Show the power in coming hour
Of our past endeavor.
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Then until our lives are ending,
Distant songs shall still be blending,
Greeting still to thee be sending,
“ Nineteen Seventeen.”
Sophomore Notes
On February 25th the annual Sophomore-Senior
reception was held. Both classes were well repre-
sented. The gymnasium was attractively decorated
with palms and with the colors of the Sophomore
class. O’Neill’s orchestra furnished the music. Dur-
ing the evening some members of the Sophomore class
gave a delightful program. An address of welcome
was given by the President, Mr. Dedicke. Miss
Burleson rendered a piano solo most effectively. Miss
More sang a delightful little song and Miss Johns
recited in a pleasing fashion.
Freshman Class
The window went up and the cream came out,
But the Sophomores did shine.
* Sa. * * *
The spoons went up and the cream went down
And the Freshmen did dine.
Isn’t it queer, everybody, how Spring comes so
suddenly? We never seem to realize that it is com-
ing until it is here. Did you ever wonder how it is
that the grass becomes so green and strong-looking
without our noticing it? All nature just seems to try
to surprise us about this time of the year. Glance at
a Freshman, for instance. Where did you ever see
such a bright verdant young soul? Isn’t it remark-
able? We've become really very clever too, you know.
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Ask the Sophomores. They didn’t think it was in us—
but they should have known before that we were very
much alive and full of spirit. We just happened to
wake up and blossom forth with everything else that
is verdant. Your young schoolmates brought the
spirit of Spring once more into the college. That is all.
We have not made a name for ourselves in athletics
—yet. But brains and brawn do not always go
together, you know. And, inasmuch as we were en-
dowed with the brains, we shall wait for the brawn
to develop.
“Frosh” Party
The annual Freshman party occurred Friday even-
ing, March 17th. The ingenuity and variety of the
decorations was a big surprise to the upper classmen.
More than two hundred couples attended. The event
was a social success in every way, and proved that our
class spirit was very much alive. A delightful pro-
gram, including a whistling solo, a recitation, and
vocal selections was rendered.
Delta Omega
We welcome back to college Miss Rosebrook, who
has been ill since examinations.
Recently, Miss Dorothy Martin, Wellesley ’15 was
initiated into Delta. The following girls are wearing
the yellow and white pledge: Mary Ella Blue, Bernice
Bronner, Caroline Lipes, Dorothy Vanderpool, and
Helen Foster ’18.
Delta is beginning to make plans for her annual
week-end, the 12th and 13th of May.
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Eta Phi Notes
The Eta Phi girls with a few friends enjoyed a
sleighride Saturday evening, March 11th. Afterwards
they went to Kimmey’s bakery for eats and dancing.
Theda Mosher entertained Miss Peggy Van Ness
from Northville, N. Y., over the week-end of March
4th.
Ruth Kimmey recently spent a week-end in Utica
at the home of Mrs. Harrison Weaver, formerly Miss
Sarah Trembly.
Eta Phi welcomes into membership, Miss Arlene
Beardsley and Miss Dorothy Wilbur.
We announce the marriage of Miss Mildred Gil-
lespie, ex-’18 to Mr. Raymond Glenn, Union ex-’17.
Florence Lansing recently spent a week-end in
Syracuse, attending the IT B ® formal at the
Onondaga.
Kappa Delta
Kappa Delta’s membership has been splendidly in-
creased by the addition of two Sophomores and six
Freshmen. The Sophomores are Eloise Lansing of
Albany, and Janet Wall of Savona. The Freshmen are
Gertrude Blair of Clinton, Viola Brownell of Buskirk,
Mildred Oatey of Hoosick Falls, Dorothy Roberts,
Eugenia Lee, and Margaret Shirtz of Albany. On
Monday, March 6th, the old members entertained the
newly bidden members on a jolly sleighride, and later
in a cosy group around the fire. On Tuesday evening
the arrangement was reversed, for the new members
furnished us boundless entertainment during the ordeal
of initiation. This they survived in heroic fashion,
however, and will doubtless live many a day as an
honor to the fair name of K A.
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Psi Gamma
On March 4th, Psi Gamma held its annual dance in
the college gymnasium, which was decorated like a
Japanese garden. The patronesses were: Mrs.
Walker, Mrs. Decker, Mrs. Sahler of Poughkeepsie,
Mrs. Horning and Mrs. Johns of Johnstown, Miss
Wilson, and Miss Farnsworth. Several of our alumne
returned for the dance, Frances Wood ’14 of Catskill,
Grace Meade ’15 of Tuxedo Park, Florence Whittmen
"tr of Utica, and Clara Wallace 14 of Cape Vincent,
Lake Ontario.
Psi Gamma is glad to welcome as pledge members,
Ruth Patterson and Helen Van Ness.
Kappa Nu
Kappa Nu cordially welcomes to membership Mag-
delena Andrae, ’19, Marcy Carney, ’19, Nora Cha-
voustie ’19, and Agnes Dennin ’19.
Mildred O’Malley entertained the sorority at a tea
at her home on March 7th in honor of the Freshmen.
We are glad to have Celia Casey ’16 and Edith
Sullivan ’18 with us again after their illness.
Helma Laventure, ’17, and Katherine Hagle, 717,
entertained the girls on February 22nd.
A dinner was given to the new members on March
16th at the Knickerbocker.
Several of the girls enjoyed the dance given by Psi
Gamma on March 4th.
Sigma Nu Kappa
Orris B. Emery spent a week-end recently as the
guest of = N K.
Plans are being rapidly completed for the annual
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3% N K dance which event will occur in the latter part
of May. A large number of Alumni have signified
their intention of attending.
At the next meeting the election of officers for the
ensuing year will be the special order of business.
College Notes
On Tuesday, February 22nd, the college met in the
auditorium to celebrate both Washington’s and Lin-
coln’s birthday. Mr. Harlan H. Horner of the Regent’s
Department was the principal speaker of the occasion.
Mr. Horner began with a few words of comparison
between Washington and Lincoln, Washington the
kind, patient, and wise father of his country, who
emancipated his own slaves, and Lincoln, the savior of
his country, who emancipated all the slaves. The chief
topic of Mr. Horner’s address was, “ The Faith of
Lincoln.” He traced briefly his life and the different
people who had had any part in it or any influence upon
him. He spoke, too, of his religious principles. Lin-
coln was not a member of any church. His faith could
not be confined by any creed. No one church or sect
can claim him. He is the inheritance of all people.
Lincoln’s great faith in God was never disappointed.
In every problem and every struggle of his life he
sought divine guidance and it never failed him. Mr.
Horner’s address revealed his deep love for the
martyred president and a careful study of his life.
Prof. George P. Baker of Harvard University gave
the last two lectures of the series on February 23rd
and 24th. The subjects of these lectures were, “ The
Difference between Closet and Acted Drama,” and
“Pageantry and its Position in the United States.”
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Prof. Baker said very decidedly that the closet drama,
that is, drama which is not acted on the stage, is not a
higher form than the acted drama, as many people
believe. It is not acted because for some reason it is
not fitted for the stage. Byron and Browning wrote
some excellent plays, but they were not successful on
the stage because neither of these poets had had any
practical training on the stage. They did not know
how to turn good dramatic material into good theatrical
material. The difference between the closet and acted
drama was made still clearer by an actual comparison
of Tennyson’s play “Thomas Becket,’ an excellent
example of the closet drama and this same play after
it had been arranged for the stage by the great actor
and producing manager, Sir Henry Irving.
The pageant is one of the oldest and most historic
forms of dramatic entertainment. The modern pageant
is not like the old pageant of the sixteenth and seven-
teenth century, but it is a development from that. The
pageant is usually used in celebrating some historical
event and to recreate the past history of some com-
munity for the pleasure of the people. A pageant has
a great and very beneficial influence in a community.
It ties up the present with the past. It brings to life
all that was valuable in past history. It sweeps away
class distinctions since people of every kind in the
community take part. It gives people the opportunity
to find unexpected talents in themselves and to develop
them. A pageant shows all the arts in cooperation,
music, dancing, etc. For these and many other reasons
pageantry has proved itself worth while.
On February 28th, Prof. Decker talked in chapel on
the ‘‘ Social Influences of the German Army.’ The
two things of which Germans are most proud are of
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their systems of compulsory education and of military
training. AIl boys in Germany must serve in the army
before they are twenty years old. If they have a cer-
tificate from the “ gymnasium” they need only serve
one year. Otherwise the term of service is two years
in the infantry and three in the artillery. During these
years all the time is given up to military training.
Those who advocate this system of compulsory mili-
tary service declare that such training has as broaden-
ing an influence as a course of travel. The soldiers
come in contact with other soldiers from different parts
of Germany. In the army, too, they hear good German
spoken. On the other hand, the support of enormous
army places a burden of expense upon the people
which is difficult for them to maintain, and this is one
of the reasons why women are forced to work in the
fields and often look old and worn out at the age of
thirty-five.
Dr. Thompson gave a short talk in the Student
Assembly on March 3rd, urging everyone to attend the
play, “ The Rivals,” which was to be given that evening
by the class in dramatics. Dr. Thompson said that
there were two ways at least by which our college
could distinguish itself. We have enough literary
talent to make the best college magazine in the coun-
try, and enough dramatic talent for the best dramatic
class in the country. We ought to realize that our
dramatics class is one of the best ways by which our
college will gain a reputation among other colleges and
we ought to support that class in every way that we
can.
Such a pleasant time as we had at “ The Rivals,”
with Mrs. Malaprop, and Sir Anthony Absolute, Lucy,
Sir Lucius O’Trigger, Captain Jack Absolute, Lydia
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Languish, Bob Acres and all the others! Those who
were fortunate enough to go enjoyed a delightful even-
ing. The following is a list of the characters given in
the order of their appearances:
AG GR aispeueeale Wesrnaate Arthur N. Woodward
GRO Seu bd bea oul AISI i W. J. Ellis
... Margaret Shevlin
Anna Nelson
Rose Martin
WV FS. WEL prap FN N ie Geraldine Murray
Sir Anthony Absolute....Alfred E. Dedicke
Captain Jack Absolute... ...-Kolin Hager
EE ULV 2 Jes 0a) Neh ea albl a Aiallonsi'syalaln Harry Russel
Bob Acres............-+. \George Anderson
UES OM iaze raisin net cats \scestare Voy cca es atte Charles I. Sayles
DOH 1 B58 ooh ee peiehe gies Arthur N. Woodward
Sir Lucius O' Trigger... 23 vs. Walter Doyle
On Tuesday evening, March 14th, Prof. Kirtland
spoke at the meeting of the Parent-Teacher Associa-
tion of School 16, Troy. The subject of his talk was,
“* Justice in Child Training.”
Alwmni Department
, Died
Miss Adele M. Fielde, ’60, author, lecturer and mis-
sionary, died in Seattle, Wash., February 23rd, 1916.
Miss Fielde was born in Rodman, N. Y., 77 years ago.
She was a well-known scientist, also, had traveled over
the world, and taken a prominent part in. all work in
connection with civic betterment.
Visitors at College
Mrs. Abijah C. Peck, née Fanny F. Campbell, 82,
visited college last Friday, March toth.
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Mr. Frederick Singer, ’15, also visited us on March
roth.
Miss Christina Lawson, ’86, paid the college a visit
on Thursday, March oth.
Alumni Banquet
There were one hundred and thirty representatives
of our college who attended the recent Alumni Banquet,
the oldest member present being Dr. David P. Austin,
class of 1857. ‘The tables were effectively decorated
with red carnations. There were eight representatives
from each of four classes, ’84, ’or, 714, and ’15, respec-
tively. Dr. Richardson, Dr. Brubacher, and Miss
Pierce represented the College Faculty.
Dr. Katherine B. Davis was unable to attend on
account of illness. Her place was filled by Miss Grace
Strachan, of wide repute as a leader of the Women
Teachers in New York City who are working for equal
pay with men and for retiring pensions.
Dr. A. R. Brubacher gave some interesting informa-
tion concerning the accomplishment of some of his
plans outlined the year before and suggested means of
further progress. He said that the attendance had in-
creased 30 per cent. over last year, and all signs indi-
cated growth.
Dr. Henry R. Rose, of Newark, N. J., spoke very
interestingly on Kipling’s “ Measure of a Man.”
The young alumni are rejoicing in the fact that the
new president of the Alumni Association is Mr. Gerald
S. Pratt, 714, and are hoping that all new alumni will
rally to his support in the following year.
Executive Committee Meeting
A meeting of this committee was held on March roth
to arrange for Alumni Day, June 17th. The parade,
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stunts, singing, and luncheon of last year are to be the
features of the day. A committee was appointed to
consider the awarding of prizes in the Song Competi-
tion started by the Alumni Association some months
ago. The committee reports that many contributions
have been received.
The members of the Song Book Committee are:
Faculty, Miss Anna Pierce, Miss Clara Springsteed,
Prof. John Sayles; Seniors, Edna Albert, Elsie Austin,
Dorothy Feeney, Jack Harwick; Juniors, Ethel Houck,
Edith Wallace; Sophomores, Harold Russel, Marion
Putnam; Freshman, Margaret Shirtz.
1915
Florence Spooner is teaching in Wappingers Falls,
Ney:
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Since the last issue of THe Ecuo, the following
exchanges have been received: The Concordiensis,
Union; The Cornell Era, Cornell; The Holy Cross
Purple, Holy Cross; The Ridge, William Smith; The
Vassar Miscellany, Vassar, and The Westminster Hol-
cad, Westminster.
This month, we read our exchanges in a vain attempt
to find something striking, upon which to comment.
Magazines devoted entirely to news are up to the
ordinary standard, but literary publications are sadly
dull. Yhe Vassar Miscellany is better than the rest,
but even here we find the old, conventional college
stories. The Coward is a perfect example, being
the story of a Washington society girl, who went
to Europe at the beginning of the war, and who, though
without experience of any sort, became a skilled nurse.
She nursed an English soldier back to life, only to
find, on the day before his discharge, that he was con-
demned to death. She returned to America with a
broken heart. Could anything be more time-worn?
In the Holy Cross Purple (whose literary depart-
ment is a mere shadow of its former self) we find an
explanation for the prevailing mediocrity. It gives
mid-year examinations as the cause. ‘‘ The time that
ordinarily is devoted to the magazine by the contribu-
tors is swerved into preparation of the matter for
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examination for at least a month before the ordeals
start. Another month is consumed by the tests them-
selves. And finally it would seem that the student
takes unto himself a final month of rest after his trials.”
This is no doubt true, but “exams” are now well
over, so let’s brace up.
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Athletic Bepartinent
Varsity Basketball
We fear our athletic news last month must have
seemed ancient history. We expected it to be read
before our basketball five went to Brooklyn to play
St. John’s, instead of long after the Colgate game.
We'll try to make our “‘news ” news next time.
The defeat Colgate administered to our boys did not
blur the splendid victory won in Brooklyn over St.
John’s. Enough cannot be said in praise of the team’s
work. The evident explanation of the Colgate fiasco
is that we were playing out of our class. Our opponent
was the proven fastest five in the East. Nevertheless
the game was worth while, if only on account of the
phenomenal crowd that witnessed Colgate’s splendid
precision and accuracy of team work. Our cil friend
“ College Spirit ” woke up.
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The Sophomores were out in a body and in their
behalf President Dedicke, of the Sophomore class,
presented Goewey, the popular 1918 man on the purple
and gold five, with a coat-jersey as a token of apprecia-
tion of the services he has rendered both to his class
and to his college.
On March 3rd and 4th, Coach Swaim and Manager
Maguire took the five on a northern trip, on which
Clarkson Tech. was played at Potsdam, and St. Law-
rence University at Canton. The first game was
marred by inefficient, partisan refereeing, but at Can-
ton, the boys, playing under fairer conditions, put up a
lively fight. Only after a great effort was St. Lawrence
able to come out a winner by a score of 25:19.
We give below the scores of all games not published
before in THE Ecuo, not as news, but only as part of
a record of the games played this season:
ST. JOHN’S Y¥.B. F.P.'T.P. S.C. T. BB. FP. TP.
Goette, R.F. 3 oO 6 S. Fitzgerald, R.F. 3 5 11
Murphy, UF. 1 0 2 Goewey, LF. DU Qui nate
Collins, C. EH Oo 2 O’Connell, C. 1 0 2
Barry, R. 10, 8) 1 goness RG, ae ie
Clarké, 0.6 3 0 4 ‘Curtis, L. 010000
Weiss, LF. . LO ROAO.
McCaftorey, RG. 0 0 0
Motate lyse Bly soca Motalaveiond en ne Bee a at
Score at halé- time 16)s12) | Reterce Casey.) Vinier:
Swaim. Time of halves: 20 min. Where played:
Brooklyn. Score: 16:23. Date: Feb. 19, 1916.
COLGATE F.B. F.P. T.P. SSE CO At EB. E.P. T.P.
Van Alstyne, R.F. Oo 20 putgeeral R.F. a 9 13
Kennedy, 4 1G L. 0 0
West, iy 2 8 0 oO
Giendennin; 0 6 1 1) 2
Stewart, L.' 0 8 o 0 0
Enderson, 1 LF. 0 4 0 0 0
Reid, 0 6 PT fe Ee Aa he
Totals .... 4 62 3 9 15
Score at half-time: 31:8. Reroree. Hill. Timer:
Swaim. Time of halves: 20 min. Where played:
Albany H. S. Date: Feb. 24, 1916. Scorer: Marden.
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CLARKSON COLLEGE SC. t, FE.B. F.P. T.P.
OF TECH. E.B. F.P. T.P. EF. Fitzgerald, R.F. 3 0 6
Morrison, L.F. i oO 14 Goewey, L.F. . aia 0 2
Barclay, R.F. <i 2 24 O’Connell, C. a oO 2
1 oO 2 Jones, R.G. 0 3 3
a 0 2 Curtis, L.G. 2 oO 4
2 0 4 Hohaus, L. 0 Oo 0
Reynolds, L.F. i) 0 iy
Carroll, L.G.. es. oO 0
MacDonald, R.F. . 0 2 2
YROTHIS hd oars 4 eee 22 4 48 WOtdls | oie aa es M 3 17
Score at half-time: 28:8. Referee: Taylor. Vimer:
Perkins. Time of halves: 20 min. Where played:
Potsdam, N--Y: Wate: Mareh 3; 1916. Scorer: S.
Maguire. Score: 48:17.
ST. LAWRENCE Sc, a EB. F.P. T.P.
UNIV. He PP Pe O’Connell, L.F., C. 2 oO 4
Nobie) IE. i....5 2 (0 (2 E Mitzgerald, hm. 1 0) 2
Guernsey, R.F.1111 5 7 17 Goewey, C. Re lS tae
Clements, C. 2/0 0) 10) Curtis, 1G i ese re
Morgan, L.G..-.::. 2 0 2 Jones, RG. Peay eeu ney,
Reynolds, R.G. 10) 2) Hobats, G8! 12. (0) 30 |
Church, GC.) De On a2
Totals ... - 9 7 25 Totals ..... SEL OE G 5 19
Score at half-time: 11:10. Referee: Wheeler. Timer:
Maguire. Time of halves: 20 min. Where played:
Canton, N. Y. Date: March 4, 1916. Scorer: Swaim.
Score: 25 10.
Inter-Class Games
Probably never before have the inter-class games
been of such an exciting nature, nor the race for the
championship so close. A few weeks ago, when the
Juniors beat the Freshman, and the Freshman beat the
Seniors, the race seemed to be narrowing down to a
fight between Juniors and Sophomores. All depended
upon the outcome of the Junior-Sophomore game; and
when the Sophs won, it was up to the Seniors to keep
the 1918 men from becoming champs. The then fol-
lowing Senior-Sophomore game was unquestionably
the most interesting contest ever staged in the S. C. T.
gym. It was anybody’s game up to the final whistle,
and the Seniors won 25:24. This brought the Sopho-
mores back into a tie with the Juniors which will be
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played off in the near future. The standing of the
teams at the present time is as follows:
MUGEN DARN tied for
Sophomores su. 2 I -666
DMUMTONS Uae ayia ye 47, 2 I -666
Freshmen . I 2 3333
SEMLOLS A eerie sia 5 2 S36
Following are the scores of the various class-games
not hitherto reported, with exception of the Junior-
Frosh game in which case our mercy forbids us to
add to the injury of the Frosh, the score having been
48:15 in favor of the Juniors.
JUNIORS FB. FP. T. Ps SOPH’S F.B. P.P. 'T.P.
Winkler, L.F. i Cohen, RB. -....'. RUN ee ice
Hohaus, 5 Goewey, L.F. :... 6 Bae
Hager, C. f Van Derwalker, C. 3 0 6
Jones, RG. i Greenblatt, L.G. : 0 0 0
Walker, L.G."! Dedicke, R.G....1 2 0 4
Totals Totals . Tey eiaiey
Score at half-time: 11:10. Referee: Swaim. Scorer:
Marden. Timer: Maguire. Time of halves: 20 min.
Score: 20:32:
SENIORS FRESHMEN F.B. F.P. T.P.
Doyle, L.F. Gillette, R.F. Of ceo UID
O'Connell, RF. Mason, L.F. |. Scone
Maguire, i Cassavant, ‘C. Tivguel CMa e
Harwich, R.G. De Voe, L.G. AA Ola ee
Dolan, L.G. 2. . Fitzgerald, RG. 3 13 19
tno te tana Sue ua Motals |)... SO tn a Ear t
Score at half-time: 7:14. Referee: W. Jones.
Scorer: Marden. Timer: Swaim. Times of halves:
20 min. | Scere: 10°27,
SENIORS BPD, ie SOPH’S 2 gd Bi Ss
O'Connell, L.F. ...° 1 oO Cohen, L.F. 3 it ©
Anderson, RF. | rele aut Goewey, R.F. 5's) ag
Maguire, L.F. Qo 3 3 Burns, R.F. oO o oO
Dolan, ¢. 0 © 6 Yan Derwaiker, C0 0 0
Doyle, L.G. OV MONONA WDediclker tl fa shal cmon
Curtis, R.G. = ab © Greenblatt, L.G. .. 1 0 2
Harwich, R. Gl: iM 0 2
Totals .......... 9 T° 25 Totals ...
Score at half-time: 11:8. Refere
Scorer: F. Connors. Timer: Swaim. Time of halves:
15 and 20) min.) Score>) 25:24.
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Girls’ Athletic Association
At a recent meeting of the Association several im-
portant changes were decided upon. The regular girls’
Varsity team has been discontinued and in its place an
honorary team is to be formed, the membership of
which will be determined by the result of the inter-
class basketball championship series. The members
of the team winning this series will compose the
honorary Varsity. At this same time it was decided
to award the class numerals to the members of each
team who had played in three whole games or seven
half games. After winning the numerals once the
player will receive honorable mention the second time,
and any girl having won her class numerals three times
will then be awarded the college letters. It is im-
portant for every member of the Association to re-
member that this does not apply only to those playing
basketball, but also to tennis. With these changes
every girl’s chance for winning the coveted college
letters is strengthened, and this should arouse greater
enthusiasm and college spirit. Come and get interested
in college athletics for you don’t know what you can
do till you try!
The first basketball game between the Seniors and
Freshmen resulted in a victory for 1916. The value of
continued playing together through their college course
aided the Seniors greatly, and their success was never
doubtful. The opposing teams were:
SENIORS — 29 FRESHMEN — 6
Ensign .. .- Forward Barry . Forward
Mathews Forward Curtis eo. . Forward
Wager +. Center Vedder, Andrae .-- Center
Nolan .. S. Center Dennin ... S. Center
Tedford ... -- Guard Shirtz .... . Guard
Loveless, Noon ........ Guards Linehan, Lee .. Guards
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The young lady was just back from abroad and had
acquired an accent. She was at a dance with a former
beau from the home city, who had not yet learned the
distinction between good English and the vernacular
practised in his birthplace.
“ Oh, dear,” sighed she during a pause in the activi-
ties, ‘ I’m dahnced out!”
“Oh, no,” the chivalrous youth hastened to say,
comfortingly, “not darn stout, just nicely plump.”
I wish I were a little stone,
Sitting on a hill,
With nothing in this world to do
But just a-sitting still.
I wouldn’t sleep,
I wouldn’t eat,
I wouldn’t even wash,
I’d just sit still a thousand years,
And rest myself, by gosh!
Said the Inebriate
As he stood before a lamp post, knocking loudly,
“You needn’t pretend you’re ashleep up there, Shushie,
I shee your light in the window.”
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As he repeatedly bumped into the only tree in sight
for miles, “ Losht in an impenetrable foresht, and no
hopesh of gettin’ out.”
As he circled again and again the wire netting which
surrounded the maple tree in front of his suburban
home, “ Where dickensh is ’at gate gone to? Can’t
get home, when can’t find my way out.”
The Spring Cold
What is so rare as a cold in Spring?
Then if ever come perfect colds.
The myriad cold germs whistle and sing,
While you to your handkerchief manfully cling,
And vainly try some comfort to bring
To your mournfully stricken soul.
Your dear friends will faithfully try everything
On you as a cure for the cold.
You find that relief time only will bring,
For the cold germs still whistle and cheerfully sing,
Still working your nose like a wet weather spring,
Then, presto! ’tis vanished, the cold.— Life.
Some Ideas on Lenten Sacrifices
We suggest that:
A----a Nel--n give up snoring.
T--da M--r give up her Monday morning letter
from Washington.
R----t H---us give up copying Ed. I reports.
Ir--e Gil--rt give up evening dresses held up
only by the “‘ grace of God and a rose.”
Ar---e N---K, M--ica C-d-ff, and C--r-n
B-n--tt give up borrowing.
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J---s Wa---er give up trespassing on “ Cupid’s
property.
Jo--ph-ne K--ting give up laughing in the
library.
J--n McN --- give up wearing his Senior ring.
St--y F-tz---d limit his visits at 124 South Lake
to two a week during the Holy Season.
Prof. S-y-s give up “‘ camping on his trail.”
K-l-n H-g-r give up making astronomical
observations.
M--g---t Sh-l-n give up “having her con-
science quieted.”
Ha-t Ar--tz give up talking in Hist. III so that
Prof. Risley may have a chance to lecture.
I-v-gG-w-y give up wearing his purple sweater.
M-r-nB-l-y and R-y-dS-h-le give up con-
versation in the halls.
J-s-e D--th give up working for the Pedagogue.
Ka-ine O-Il and G--e An---n give up their
morning walk from chapel.
Signed — The College Cat.
Dr Blue;;ending an Eds) l) lecture:)") And) here ti
end my dying strain.” My, it’s a good thing it only
comes once a week.
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To the Student Body
EFORE shopping examine the “ Index to Adver-
tisers”” in THe Ecuo. It will help you to fill
your needs quickly and to the best advantage — these
merchants make a specialty of your wants. If you
want to boost THe Ecuo save your compliments
until you go shopping. Always mention THE EcHo.—
Apv. MANAGERS.
Index to Advertisers
Boarp:
Mrs. C. D. Johnson, 192 Western Avenue.
Books:
Skinner’s Book Store, 44 North Pearl Street.
Caps AND GOwNS:
Cotrell & Leonard, 472-8 Broadway.
CLOTHING:
Steefel Bros., 78-82 State Street.
CONFECTIONERY :
The Sign of the Golden Robin, 31 Steuben Street.
Drucs:
Schneible’s Pharmacy, Western and Lake Avenues.
J. B. Harvith, 251 Central Avenue, 70 and 845 Madi-
son Avenue.
E-ENGRAVERS :
The Chas. H. Elliott Co., Philadelphia, Pa.
FLOWERS:
Hazeltine, 32 Central Avenue.
FuRNISHINGS—MEN’s:
Dawson’s, 259 Central Avenue.
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GIFTS:
The Sign of the Blue Bird, 29 Steuben Street.
JEWELRY:
H. W. Antemann, 23 James Street.
Otto R. Mende, Central Avenue near Robin Street.
NEWSDEALER :
Eugene Sisson, 207 Central Avenue.
John J. Conkey, 215 Central Avenue.
PHOTOGRAPHERS:
The Albany Art Union, 48 N. Pearl Street.
PHOTOGRAPHIC SUPPLIES:
F. E. Colwell & Co., 459 Broadway.
PRINTING:
Hamilton Printing Co., 240 Hamilton Street.
ScHoot SUPPLIES:
De Blaey’s, 422-424 Broadway.
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THE SIGN OF THE GOLDEN ROBIN
TEA ROOM
Choice Candies Candied Fruit
New Line of Dainty Favors for Special Occasions
Sandwiches for Parties a Specialty
31 STEUBEN STREET, ALBANY, N. Y.
The Sign of the Blue Bird
GIFT SHOP
Choice Inexpensive Easter Gifts, Correct Picture Framing,
Cards for All Occassions. Pictures, Jewelry, Vases, Flower
Bowls, and numerous Gift Novelties.
Visitors Always Welcome
29 Steuben St., ALBANY, N.Y.
THE COLLEGE JEWELER
AROUND THE CORNER
REPAIRING OUR SPECIALTY
OTTO R. MENDE
3 DOORS ABOVE ROBIN STREET ON CENTRAL AVENUE
De BLAEY’S
All Recessaryp School Supplies
Simplex Note Books, Paper to fit in all ruling Popular Numbers
3804 and 3806
422 & 424 BROADWAY, - - - ALBANY, N. Y.
Second door below State Street
Resolution
i Wear better shoes
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P get Satisfaction —
Style, Comfort, Service
Wear Florsbeims
The Shoe For Men
Ww. J. DAWSON
259 Central Ave., ALBANY, N. Y.
J. B. HARVITH’S
Popular Stores
249-251 Central Ave. 845 Madison col
23 years of successful prescription work
Your physican recommends us. He knows that only the
purest and best drugs enter your prescription, also our stores
are always in charge of competent registered men.
A visit to either store will convince you that our prices on
sick room accessories can not be compared.
Visit our confectionery department.
We make our own candy and syrups.
To Mention
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Steefel Bros.
Steefel Quality Clothes
Reduced 25 per cent
Good Clothes of the Steefel
Calibre now cost only 34 of
what they’re worth— you save
without sacrificing anything.
Broad Stock, Wide Assortment,
Good Service
and Full Guarantee.
Price, Service
and Quality Printers
Printers of the Echo
Hamilton Printing Co.
240 Hamilton Street, | ALBANY,N. Y.
No order too small for our personal attention
Hazeltine’s Flower Shop
Tel. West 988 or West 1462
32 Central Avenue,
Albany, N. Y.
H. W. ANTEMANN
MANUFACTURING JEWELER
Fine School and Class Pins
Original Designs Only
Fine Repairing a Specialty
23 James Street
Se ALBANY, N. Y.
EUGENE SISSON
Newsdealer
School Supplies
Developing and Printing Done
Full line of Magazines and Books
267 Central Ave.,
Albany. N. Y.
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