The daily morning journal and courier., 1907-06-25

The class day committee was conn.,
 posed of the following seniors: J. w.
 Madden, J. F. Cheney, H. J. Pettengill,
 G. N. Van Brunt and P. l.. Veeder.
 While the class day history committee
 was composed of the following men: c.
 T. Porter, second chairman; M. M. Bartholomew, ]. A. Baker, G. H. Cong
 don and C. B. Stuart.
 The history of freshman year given
 by M. M Bartholomew was as fol-
 lows: Z
 MT. Barthol0mew's History.
 Classmates and Honored Guests Before plungfng at once into the tur- bid flood of oratory which I fear must follow, let me tell you little story. Once upon time in the hamlet of Moo Port Nov Angl there were three-yes, let us say just three-haughty and happy Seniors of certain Alma Ma ter who had foregathered in Moriar- tvs while the twilight stole wayward- ly across the carven tables. And on them descended the glamour of the Films as the light of three years so- journ and of Wondrous days-"the light that never was on seas or land"; and on them descended the blessing and the benediction of one St. Elihu, and they unburdened their souls to each other. For in four short days they would have departed forever from Toyland and the precincts of the blest and they would have glimpsed at the t,1-v of sight of the mystic life beyond old Yale, of "that undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveller re- turns"N. So with their sheepskins still heavy upon them and high hopes for a wider world to come they unburdened their souls to speak of days that had been. And their speech was strange ly, after the manner of men, of only ''Do you remember" and "Once upon a time" So today, fellow classmates and welcome guests at this farewell smoking of the Peace Pipe of 1907 S., our speech is necessarily of Do you remember" and "Once upon time"; and with the hope that you in this will pardon occasionally the human nature (which is ever mixed tears and laugh ter) of this the annals of our life at Yale and craving your pardon for our poor scribes and falterihg orators to- day, we beg you Harkenl The curtain rises upon the Tenements of Temple street. For it hath reached our ears that with the entering of the new and yerdant Shelf neophytes next year they will no longer be the scene of hilarious bottle nights, firework cele- brations and badgered and bullied po- licemen, as they were in our day, and our infuriate and dunning landladies bless your kindly hearts and sour faces. Pax Vobiscum!
 At first there was but little unity, fear. That was thrust upon us by the Freshman reception In Byers Hall and in the later hours of the same evening, by our memorable rush" with the Juniors on Wall street. That was the night of the first Friday of college while the mighty Shelf. Rush was not until the following evening. Asspredly times were strenuous then with the swearers of the green" Let me speak of this, our initiation, briefly A happy faculty, some loomingly prominent Seniors and pink ice cream by Metz ger the caterer, welcomed us to Byers. We all went herded thither by an in- ordinate curiosity, ice cream appetites and Andy with the "big stick" Our august and honored president told funny story and the first hilarious burst of nirth from the lungs of future Se- feet Course embryos loomed heaven wards. Grave and reverend Seniors shook hands with us, Jim Diamond was discovered surreptitiously in rapt attention before Ward McLanahan's .'Y' sweater, and a certain rumor be- gan to circulate inversely as the square of circulation of the Scientific Monthly. Said rumor ran as follows: 1907 s. was to be assailed on issuing from the deceptive soiree by an out rageous horde of brutal and blood guzzling Juniors. Beware the Greeks even tho they bear gifts" In haste and confusion our evening broke up. In the lower hall, however, Big Andy