The Class of 1900  

Long, long ago the forest elms
Spanned Aubbeebaubbee's quiet realms.
And Maxinkuckee's sandy shores
Were trod by valiant sagamores.

But now a calm reigns o'er the place
Where noble red man lead the chase.
The Indian battle cries of yore
Are echoed from the hills no more.

And dreaming of the day's gone by
As the glow of dawn enlight's the sky.
I see upon the wooded shore
The barracks' of the sleeping corp.

The morning gun at break of day
Rolls loud and clear across the bay.
An rising from the grove of trees
The stars and stripes furl to the breeze.

How clear those days come back to me
How dear the notes of reveille.
Resound upon my longing ears
As never in the former years.

The guard mounts and the dress parades
The scrimish drills, the escapades.
Are wont to bring a yearning sign
For Culver days, long, long passed by.

Now as the flitting memories pass
I see the nineteen hundred class.
Each striving for some high ideal
Or toiling for the Nation's weal.

A few seek fame in public stride
Or prosper in commercial life.
While all have gained some lofty height
By perserverence, brain, or might.

There's Cunningham we love so well
An actor's life his lot befell.
And now he stands the Thespian star
Enwreathed by kings and queens afar.

We hear of deeds of victory
In battle both on land and sea.
While Proctor sails his brave command
The army Voris leads on land.

Valier and Smith the chemists gain
The zenith of a golden reign.
By solving myst'ries worlds have fought
Discov'ring things for ages sought.

Euterpe captured Baxter's heart
And crowned him master of her art.
In future years his name shall be
A symbol of true symphony.

Oh Culver may well claim with pride
The winners of the laurel crown.
Whose names are written side by side
With those of glory and renown.

For Anderson and Bigwood are
The greatest financiers by far.
And Canfield's fame in surgery
Spreads far and wide from sea to sea.

The paper herald the success
Of Rickman in his grand address.
His efforts in a worthy cause.
Brought forth the Senate's loud applause.

Two of our class in law have won
A place before obtained by none.
For Brooks and Bauman's legal fame
Surpassed Blackstone's honored name.

We praise the artist's pleasing view
We rave o'er the sc ulptor's marble art.
The poet's song awakens anew
The joy of a many a contrite heart.

While praising thus good things of earth
We see the merit, know the worth.
Of March and Fa ulkner engineers
Their names will live in after years.

An now as I these memories fold
I offer to the class this toast:
Here's to Culver luck and pluck
The lads that do and dare!
her'e to Culver 's health and wealth
Her lads so true and fair!

Here's to Culver 's brain and brawn
A bhost of mighty men!
Here's to Culver 's worthy work
And her knights of the sword and pen!

Here's to Culver 's pride and joy
The lads who work and pass!
Here's to loving memories of
The nineteen hundred class.

Cadet Keiselhorst
The Culver Herald, 16 Jun 1899?