The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-06-13
HARPER, CLASS
OF 40.


curly white side whiskers. Harper
weighs 11S in active training at the
present time, and he wabbles badly
when he walks. He was talking to
his grandson, 90, who left the other
day for New Haven.
Il got out my old files of the Lit
the other day" said Harper, 40, land
/ noticed, by the gods, sir, that
Harper, '46, won the running high
jump at the field day exercises in As.
His mark was five feet ten inches. 1t
takes pretty good man to beat that,
even to-day, sir. Harper, '46, won the
running broad, too. He jumped IS
feet ten inches on the level That's
been beaten often since, l understand,
but when 1 was jumping they didn't
have any pneumatic sulkies or any of
these new-fangled contrivances. Why,
there amt a horse alive to-day that
could catch old Flora Temple in her
prime. Records? OF course. But
they are made by the aid of all sorts
of mechanical contrivances. We
jumped and trotted on the level in the
old days. Why, / believe that even
now / could go out and make some of
these cigarette-smoking athletes look
foolish
The old man, leaning heavily on his
cane, skipped across the room with
all the lightness and airy grace of an
animated statue.
When you get down to New
Haven" he went Or, 81 want you to
see if old 'Janitor John is still alive.
The last time | saw him was in 40.
He was young fellow of SIS or 60
then. Did 1 ever tell you about the
time we boys put up the famous
skeleton job on him?"
The grandson smiled sympathetic
ally. He had heard the tale on an
average of once a month for Is years.
But this was a special occasion. Be
sides, grandfather had an estate val
ued at 100000 which would be left
to somebody, sooner or later.
why, no, grandpa" he said. What
was it?"
well, you see, in those days." the
old man went on joyfully, they only
had one skeleton in the physiological
laboratory. A lot of us young chaps
broke into the laboratory one night
and stole the skeleton We called it
the colonel and we were all anxious
to put up job on Prof. Billy He
was the head of the natural science
department then. I suppose he's in
the same old chair, still, Ell? Well,
we took the skeleton out-'Piggy'
Ralston and I-Piggy's a United
senator, now-and we climbed the
tallest elm on the campus, We tied
the colonel up in the tiptop branches
of the elm where every chap who
came down the board walk would see
it, when the bell rang for morning
chapel. But 'Janitor John'-rve al
ways believed the little old cuss was
a mind reader-got up before five
o'clock that morning and cut down
the colonel before any of US had got
a glimpse of him.
I'VE sat up nights trying to figure
out how we'd beat 'Janitor John out,
and finally 'Piggy'-he was the rich
man of the class with an allowance
of $50 a month-he spent $3.50 for a
paddock, and we borrowed a log chain
from a man who lived out on the old
Turtle road. We took the colonel up
to the same old place and chained him
to branch six inches thick. Then
we padlocked the two ends of the
chain together and threw away the
key. We were sure that would fool
old John, but we sat up all the rest
of the night to see what would come
of it.
Along about four o'clock old Jani-
tor John came down along the walk,
looking up in the tops of the trees
When he came to the colonel's elm
he stopped, took off his coat. pulled
a couple of big files out of his pocket,
and Skinned up the tree like
monkey In less than two minutes
he was busy filing away at the log
cabin chain, and long before it was
time to ring the first bell for chapel
the colonel was back again in his
glass case in Prof. Billey's' hbora-
tory.
81 tell you there was no such thing
as getting ahead OF old 'Janitor John
and if the old boy is on duty still III
bet there are none of the chaps of
the present day who can come it over
him. We were about as lively a lot
as the old college ever turned out, I'll
warrant you.
And the old eating club at South !.
Middlei 1t cost US two dollars !
week there for board unless you
helped wait on table. Then you could +.
get three meals a day for one dollar .
or even for nothing, if you were ready /
for work three times on six days in +
each week.
81 remember when Piggy Ralston, (
Lengthy Salters, and I've three
left terrible reputation behind US, I
I'm afraid-raided the storeroom of j
the South Middle Eating club. Old .
Mrs Martin was the matron and she
had laid in a big stock of honey and
apples. We knew about it and one
Friday night we broke into the store
room and stole a whole case of
honey, as many apples as we could
carry. and two loaves of bread. We
took our plumber up into Prof. Tom
my's' room on the third floor of Mid
die college and had a good square .
meal. That was really the only time !
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