Excerpt from Bryn Mawr College Yearbook, 1907 Whenever anyone in 1907 Wishes to say that she is particularly afraid, she says I feel just as ifi were going to my first match game, and we all know What she means. Nothing, I think, can quite equal the delicious terror that pervaded us during the hockey season Freshman Year, not even the feeling that came over us just as we were about to mount the platform to receive our degrees on June 6, 1907, although there Was great similar ity between them. In the first place our nerves were set tingling by the severity of our first training. The number of hours we slept, the number of glasses of water We drank between meals, the asceticism we practised as to food, ought to draw tears from even a hardened cynic - as to training matters - like Carola, and the Way We took our captain's talks to heart, is most affecting to dwell upon. Another factor which increased our dread was the sudden shock we received about our opponents. For some occult reason we expected to play 1906, and had even practised three long songs to them, two of which never saw the light until Senior Year. Even then I thought I catight a gleam of bewilderment in the eyes of the few 1906 present When We sang about putting the Sophomore in a hole. When the news that we had drawn 1905 reached us, Rachel Weeping for her children, Achilles mourning for Patroclus, and all other mournful events of sacred and profane history, were scenes Of gaiety compared to the consternation and grief which prostrated the Whole class of 1907. Even those of us who had been puffed up with pride and joy on receipt of a note on the back of Bunny's visiting card - a curious proceeding, akin to Varsity announcements - now fell from the seventh heaven, and searched the future in vain for rays Of joy. We soothed our feelings somewhat by learning new Words to the tune Of the third song, i.e., Wearing of the Green, hastily written at the eleventh hour by Pe Ayer, and this remarkable production, in spite of the scoffs and jeers Of other classes, 0 articles in the Tipyn o'bob and even of fickle members of 1907 itself in these latter days, has always remained dear to our hearts. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.