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Show The Sophomore BragN attempting to give an account of the events which have directly concerned the class of 1912, it is necessary, beyond all doubt, to take some definite point of view. Since, in the eyes of the "grave and reverend" Seniors, we are, as yet, nothing but young upstarts, and according to those worthy folk-the Juniors-have still much to learn, we will, disregarding entirely the opinion of the verdant infants, tell our tale from a Sophomoric standpoint. Our actions last year were necessarily somewhat hampered, owing to the fact that we were only unsophisticated Freshies. But, in spite of this, we made our mark in basketball, football, and especially in dramatics. And this year-well, here again, the year bears record of "something attempted, something done/7 for in addition to our work in athletics, a goodly number of the dramatic cast and the Chronicle staff are among our class members.And as for that other side of student life-the "activities"-the kind that keeps somebody on the move-well, here again we've had our share. Our social events have undoubtedly been successful, but, concerning our class stunts-they perhaps depend upon the way you look at them. For a time our brilliant numerals adorned the new chimney, but alas, the color faded. But the Freshies could certainly bear witness to some "dark and mystic" deeds for the keeper of trophies has some rare specimens of hair and wearing apparel in his possession. Ah, "how they miss those locks of curly, golden hair!"This brief recital of events is intended neither to "point a moral or adorn a tale," but only to show that we've left our footprints on the campus mud and that, summing all things up in the words of the poet, "we've done our durndest."(78) |