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good use of such adjectives as "stupid,” "helpless,” "imbecilic,” etc. But we were
soon cowed ourselves when our teachers began their devilish workings upon us.
Our first shock came when, after putting on one of our best vaudeville perform­
ances in Mr. Moyle’s class, we received one of the strangest ovations we have ever
had. We were pleased to note that Mr. Moyle blushed graciously at all the atten­
tions we were showering upon him, but our pleasure was cut short by a mild but
definite "scra’am” accompanied by a hitch-hiker’s sign in the general direction of the
door. This novel method of inaugurating a trip to the study hall will always stand
out in our memory. Another novel treatment of an extra-curricular activity
attempted in class was that of chalk humming, Pat’s private cure-all. Let me give a
brief account of the symptoms preceding a bombardment for the safety of any future
generation who may have the good fortune to study under this remarkable, but very
much liked and admired exponent of Caesar. First he would be overcome with a
sudden drowsiness; then his eyelids would droop and, as he tilted his chair against
the wall, his arm would slowly creep along the eraser trough until his eager finger
closed on a piece of chalk. The first intimation the victim would have of impend­
ing danger would be the chair’s banging down on the floor simultaneously with the
chalk’s exploding all over the victim. Any student who observes these symptoms in
this order is strongly advised to prostrate himself immediately and stay flat till the
storm has passed.
A history of this year is certainly not complete without mention of that remark­
able student-maker, Mr. Raines. Several of our class still squirm if they are reminded
of those most perplexing questions commonly asked by the genial historian—such
as, "If the Cape of Good Hope were on the tip of South America, where is Cape
Horn?” As we were not yet equipped with the fact that two solids cannot occupy
the same space, we could not satisfactorily oppose his contention that Cape Horn is
right where it is, no matter where the Cape of Good Hope may be. Despite some
occasional disagreements as to geography, we spent an enjoyable year learning
precious little about Mr. Raines’ pals, Charles the Bald, Louis the Fat and other
equally astounding gentlemen of the dim, dark past.
This year our class was well represented on Mr. Patterson’s 30’s and Mr. Raines’
Junior Varsity, where we learned some of the intricacies of the Notre Dame and
Raines’ systems. After the very fine presentation of three one-act plays by the
Proscenium Club, in which Maclsaac carried ’36’s banner with great success, we
adjourned for a much-needed vacation.
On returning to school we were greatly shocked to hear of the death of Mr.
Rice, a newcomer to the faculty the year before, who had immediately won our
affection and esteem. We sat in stunned silence while Mr. Thomas told of the
awful accident that had deprived the school of Mr. Rice and of our friend and class­
mate, Hastings Beldon.
Another shock was in store for us, but of quite a different nature, in the person
of Wyoming’s best, B. McClellan Beaty. This golfing enthusiast, who wore his hair
in a style obviously copied from the mane of the original wild horse, felt the call of

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