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UNL, 1912 Yearbook
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ASSEMBLY Director, Major Cornell Captain. "Benedict" Ackerman First Lieutenant. "Dutch" Liephart. Second Lieutenant, "Cupid" Wilson ATTENTION TO ROLL CALL SERGEANTS "Crabs" Hanna, D. M. "Weinie" Lahners "Skirt"
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It may be that the well meaning people
who built the University intended the library to be a place
of study-but far better purposes have been found for it. It
is an ideal place for several things. It is a place for low,
guarded conversation out of hearing of the
librarian--immensely interesting conversation, related in no
way to books, and of interest only to two. It is an ideal
place to drop into between classes, to while the time away
with friends. There are two ways to handle this subject. The proper way should be to write up a theme-reader's dream with soft music, Campus romance thrown in, with dizzy verbs and colored adjectives to wash it down. Or the other method of twisting things around to get at the Nebraska potpourri (which is French for some kind of hash). On entering this institution from the conservatory side, the first thing to greet the eye of the stranger is the Bull Durham boys out getting their hands warm, the heating facilities in the law school being very inadequate. During cold weather troops of fuzzy hatted laws and an occasional daredevil in a mackinaw may be seen running wildly about, waving their arms and prancing like a bunch of Russian Nihilists. Later, as the weather warms up and the Bock Beer signs go up, the number at the gate decreases. If looking for typical Nebraska students, a stranger could find more of them in a large laboratory devoted to pool (4) and billiards (16), a few blocks below the campus. Here large numbers of earnest young students may be found at any time of the day developing their latent abilities in this fascinating subject. The library is devoted to the feminine part of the Institution and is provided with a pair of glass doors, in order to let the male portion get a glimpse of the pretty books inside. |
Nebraska has about four thousand
students and one Beta chapter, she has the best athletic and
bumming teams in the Missouri Valley, and has a delinquency
committee that could run down a flunker in Siberia. Her law
department is the strongest (vocally) in the United
States. Our Honor Roll |
Unlike the experiences of other classes
whose lives make up University history, those of the class
of 1912 have been wholly enjoyable. From the time we were
met at the depot by Chancellor Andrews in his taxicab and
escorted amid inspiring music, to the registrar's office,
until we lined up behind Chancellor Avery for our march to
the Auditorium, all rigged out in our satin gowns, college
life has for us been one grand sweet song. Of course, like
"Grape-Nuts," "There's a Reason." It was recognized from the
very first, by Faculty and students alike, that we were the
best class ever, and we were considered accordingly.
Everything possible was done to make our early days
agreeable. Carl Engberg issued an edict that members of '12
would not be amenable to his decrees; Dr. Fling neglected to
lecture to us on "Systemization"; Prof. Gass let all of us
through in Rhetoric I and II; and Chancellor Andrews never
failed to send each of us a lovely bouquet every Sunday
morning. Life was but a chain of victories. We the men, of
course--learned to smoke in the most approved manner, the
way to Riggs, and the names of the prettiest girls with
surprising alacrity. The girls soon became adept at the
selection of becoming shades of mouselline and gasoline and
other rare fabrics, and it became common knowledge that the
co-eds of '12 were the first under the wire when anything
was on. Of course, that first year, we had little time for
the mundane things, like Olympics, and permitted the
Sophomores, of whom you may have heard, to win. But we won
in '09 just to show that we could if we tried, and also for
the general effect upon the Freshmen. Since that time we
have won several basketball and football championships, but
we don't take a great deal of pride in them. Now we point
with exultation rather to our P. B. Ks., our T. N. Es., and
T. K. Ns. It is the remarkable number of these that have
fallen to our lot, that makes permanent our niche in
University history. Between the three, only a few of the
best of us escaped. But most of these have been solaced at
one time or another. Thirteen were elected to the
Innocents--an unusual number; and Gerspacher, Rowland
Thomas, Walt Powers, Bob Hawley, Verne Bates, Hank Pierce,
Dick Guthrie, and Gus Lofgren have all been president of the
class. Pink Holmes nearly was--but we'll not discuss
that. THE CLASS OF 1912.--(S. R. B.). |
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