THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-ELEVEN 167
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OME time ago a great honour was thrust upon me by one of the esteemed editors of
our worthy class book, who wrote asking for a brief account of the forming and of the
life of the Hyena Club. This is a task far more difficult than one would suppose, for
the organisation cannot be dealt with on the grounds of mere concrete facts and inquisitive
statistics. It belongs to the realm of the great intangibles, to be felt rather than described.
To the lay mind it would seem to be an anomaly, for though it deals with the most material
sides of life it is in its essence the acme of spirituality. Like an oasis in the desert of dead
thoughts did this verdant growth spring up from the barren rock of soul-drying fact, spread-
ing its vivifying influence throughout the entire area in which it flourished, viz., Room H,
third floor, Taylor Hall. This rare flower of the spirits (animal rather than vegetable)
blossomed in the early half of the month of April, that season of smiles and tears,—when
the campus cat sheds its winter coat and the College sheds its habits of continued study.
It was in this stirring season that the writer first perceived, and later comprehended, the
germs out of which were to grow the Hyena Club. This important discovery which was to
revolutionise the intellectual life of six human beings, was made in the Major Economics
class in the vicinity of six Seniors, who, in the usual retiring manner of Seniors, had taken
quiet but permanent possession of the front row; ostensibly to be near their dear professor;
