The daily morning journal and courier., 1907-06-25
MT. Porter's History.

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 Friends, you have just listened to our history during Freshman and Junior year. You have just listened to the sparkling effervescence, scintillating el- oquence of our most accomplished wits and orators, but now we must. claim your attention for the final chapter of our history.
 We come now to the brightest rung in life's ladder, to the consummation of all our hopes to the very acme of tenn poral glory, for no matter what future years may have in store. no matter what honors await us, we never again can attain such a sublime elevation, we can never again be Seniors.
 Now we no longer walk with the bragging swagger of Freshman, nor the scornful indifference of a Junior bu. with the cool confidence of a man who knows and knows that he knows We were Seniors.
 As usual the year was opened by a masquerade rush and rush that shall long be remembered. Of all the gay as- scmblages of beautiful soubrettes that ever caused the heart of Freshman to palpitate With joy, this one had them all lashed to the mast.
 There were shy little maidens such as Josephine Dilworth, our muchly honor- ed president, and dear little Glendolyn Bartholomew. There were big bold girls such as Frederick McCulloch and at the sight of such ravashing beauties as Caroline Hauly and Cherub Hol- loway, even the hearts of New Haven's fairest turned green with envy. And fairest of the fair was Nellie Genny Diamond with her graceful curves ex- posed to view in a costume that would cause Anthony Comstock to beat 1t for the timber with a fit of "Dementia Americana But then Nellie has been on the track squad and up to sixty yards is the fastest girl in the class. Texas Rotan was there as the devil in carnate, arm and arm with that bad man" Andrews, the heaviest living skel- eton outside dime museum, and down in front were the inseparable Kinney and Chape as the gold dust twins who have done the work in baseball ever since they were freshmen. Bill Board- man and little Buny as clowns would have put Barnum out of business while Hockenberger, as Captain Katzenjam- mer would make baby elephant look like a side show And above all there was that lion among maids, leader of the Lenox Hall Germans, aforetime president of the class, and grand mas ter of the ancient and honorable order of hibernians, Johnnie Madden O'Toole, btgorrah! with a shallalah and a'wear- in of the green. There were scores and scores of others, fair women and brave men, that formed that brilliant throng. Suddenly the band struck up "Boola. |" There was mighty yell, a flash of light, a rush and the procession was off, while a few awe-struck Freshmen scat tered for the curb Down Whitney ave- nue went the serpentine line with Klig on the booze wagon at its head and a hQwling pack of Freshmen in the rear, while New Haven's falrest lined the earb in open-mouthed admiration
 This time we viewed the rush from within the sacred precinct and while the wrestling mass. of less favored nor tals struggled and fought for points of vantage we sat in the limelight and im- bied the celestial nectar. Once that seething mass of perspiring humanity broke through the sacred circle and then mighty Hockenberger, our stall wart center forgetting good nature, rose in his wrath and indlscriminately grasping two handfuls of Freshmen, cleared ten yards of space. and the dis