The Echo of the Seneca, 30. cilt1891 |
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Alexander Ramsey Beta Bruce MacPherson C. C. Hoff Charles Chase D. M. Beach Deuteron E. J. Randall E. V. Collins ELIPHALET NOTT POTTER F. S. White F. W. Whitwell Frank Howard Frank Howard Nelson Franklin stove G. C. Strasenburgh G. R. Brush G. W. Davenport Geneva H. S. Rankine Hamilton HAMILTON LANPHERE SMITH Hobart College Howard Nelson J. H. Perkins J. K. Burleson J. R. Olin J. T. Taylor June June 24 Kappa Alpha Lodge L. F. Potter LL.D M. H. Douglass paddle Phi Kappa Psi philopena President Prize Prof Professor Ramsey Rand Robinson Rochester ROSE Running Broad Running High S. H. HAMMOND SENECA STREET Sigma Phi House Sophomore Syracuse THETA DELTA CHI Tuesday University Victor Collins W. B. MacPherson W. E. Hills W. G. Lapham W. M. Pegram W. P. Kemper W. S. Norwell W. W. Anderson William Winner York
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