Morning journal and courier., 1889-06-25
GLASS PIPES AND HISTORIES.

A Fair June Day Beams Upon the
 Amphitheatric class Day Exercises
 of Yale - The Great Gathering of
 Pretty Girls and Proud mammaS-
 Many Classmates Hit Very Hard but
 Take 1t SmiIIngly-The Ivy Planted
 and the Song Sung.
 ssWhat is SO rare as day in June," thought the many fair visitors of Yale and thsiI young college friends as they strolled about the campus yesterday morning and parteok of the inspiring air of preparation and prom ise of the things soon to be.
 Everything seemed to proclaim that the great day of days in the life of the Yale seniors was at hand and the important indi viduals themselves were seen hurrying here and there in state of suppressed excitement. Tents were being erected, walks carpeted and the entire campus put in condition for the at- ternoon and evenings pleasure.
 As soon as the tent before Alumni hall had been strung upon it's poles, Wheeler and Wilson's band took their seats beneath me canvas and began the morning concert wnlcn was to while away few of the happy hours which the many guests had to spend nere. Not more than two selections had been play ed, however, when the concert was summsri- ly cut short by the faculty who were holding a meeting in the Treasury building and could not stand the racket.
 In spite of this, time passed very quickly, and when 9 o'clock arrived the huge amphi- theatre of boards which stood at the south end of Lawrence dormitory was 8 sweet mass of feminity, dotted here and there by num- bers of their masculine friends. A hutter of fans, parasols and handkerchiefs pervaded the circuit and hum of expectation arose to min9le with the leafy branches of the overhanging elms. Within the center of the enclosure sat the members of the graduating class, adorned with the customary long class day pipes. Before this group was small table, upon which the historians rose to hurl forth their vol1eys of merriment and wit. At the right of this stood a gentleman of color who was busily engaged in dealing out lemonade and pipes to the fair ones. In the midst of the class group was huge pail of Gallagher's finest Isse ..~-caz Into WAsaanaWsAnd then dipped as their ammuni- ton was exhausted. Indeed, the boys were assiduous smokers, and the curling wreaths of the savory incense, floating from the group, added much to the picturesqueness of the scene.
 Upon the platform at the end of the en- closure was Wheeler & Wilson's band. At least 2, 1000 persons were expectantly waiting for the exercises to begin when the melodies of Offenbach's "Orpheus" 1eapt upon the quiet afternoons zephyrs and pleasantly opened the interesting programme.
 The popular song "Bingo" with the refrain "Here's to Good Old Yale" were sung by the class, and then the first historian, Charles Hitchcock Sherrill of Washington, D. O., began his brilliant efforts to make some of his classmates appear very ridiculous. "Howling Swell" Hoadley, "An Gaup' 'sHotly" Walker, Beauty and the Beast in the persons of Pinchot and Fisher. "Ex- auisite' Aiken and P. Porter Goddard Post were among the gentlemen most severely handled by this historian.
 "Co-cache-lunk" with it's amusing chorus was rendered by the class to the intense mer- riment of the young ladies, and the band again made the old elm boughs above swing rhythmicslly to tho strains of portion of Wagner's 'Tanhauser."
 Historian Howard Willis Vernon of Brook lyn, N. Y., followed with many very funny jokes upon several members of the class.
 He was quickly succeeded by Robert Treat Platt of Milford, Conn. A great part of his sallies were directed against Thomas G. Shearman of Brooklyn, whose "wonderful legs" had danced him into fame. The vale- dictorian, Signor MikeWade, and the "college Hercules, "George Woodruff, also fell under the soathing point of his fiery pen. "Boby" Howard, Cliff Moore, whose escapade with pretty Chapel street oandy-store girl furn- ished much amusement, Socrates Foreman, the pet idiot and Hubert Wetmore Egotisti- cus Wells, the blonde haired Silliman- statue the whale genius who is stuck on himself, were all roughly handled.
 The two last historians were Joseph Sprigs McMahon of Dayton, O., and Donald Mo Lean Barston of Flushing, N. Y. They took up the remaining ones of their classmates and put them through remarkably vigor- ous, and some might add, ibslous exposure.
 "Eli, Eli, Eli, Yale," rang from the happy Al,A were completed, and the class then formed long line behind the band and proceeded to the northern side of the new recitation hall where the ceremonies of planting the class ivy were most impressively carried out. The ivy was planted by the committee, Messrs. Donold Mclean Bartstow, Thomas Walter Buchanan and Henry Judson Sage. As the delicate little vine was intrusted to the earth, with bowed and bare heads the class clus- tered around the spot and sung the ivy ode, written by Thomas Gaskell Shearman of Brooklyn, N. Y.