THE HESPEEIAN
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Bixby's Retreat,
Twenty to goose-egg Hear the Doano
Owl!
Benedict and I played the game!
Dame nature, did .you not forget
Your pattern box that day
When Hall and R. D Elliot,
Were shapod from primal clay?
Would you know tho whole distanco the world has
progressed
Since the days when tins Uni was young,
.lust measure my vurses iu rhythmic How
With those by Prof. Foasler sung.
I, mounted on Pegassus, vainly essay ,
To narrate the least pleasing foaturo
Of the banquet, but, lotho whole thing was too swift
For even that double geared creature.
Buffalo Bill's Wild West shows, the
Pnlladiau Quarter-centennial colobration,
an athletic triumph over the '"e "' and
tho continuance oC bright, moon-light
nights have conspired to reduce the
amount of actual study to a minimum,
and have sprained the excuse fertility' of
others than the foot-ball men.
There is no chance for Bryan now
Since Meier's turned to gold
The silver ship has lost her prow
since Meier turned to gold.
1 no ehiefest of tho work is done ;
MoKinley's cause is fairly won
Mark llanna shakes his aides for fun
With Meier turned to gold.
R. H. Graham listened to a joint-debate
on the issues of the day, delivered from
the front steps of the Library building.
An interesting audience assisted in this
pastime.
When men of wisdom deep expound
The current questions so profound,
I like to see you standing round,
Dear Bobby.
Jn revolution, brains, not brawn,
Weigh heaviest when the fight is on .
An honest man, when seeking fame,
May ride, until its halt and lame.
His hobby.
Amid tho turmoils and the strife,
The deep vexations of this lif
When anarchy and fraud nre rife,
Dear Chancellor,
I felt 'twould bo so hard to grind
The mill without the master mind
With no one here to load the blind;
Dear Chancellor.
I feared the faculty would fight
Or Bryan make a speech some night.
Dark chaos all no ray of light
Dear Chancellor.
But Princeton called, and you have gone;
Our first "big" foot-ball game is won;
The merry wheels whirr smoothly on
Dear Chancellor.
But please bo not for long delayed,
In eastern glory proud arrayed
Our warrants must bo signed and paid.
Dear Chancellor.
An open letter to Sutton and Hollow
bush Dear Brethren: -You are hereby
presented with the entire frigidity of the
Seminar room, Art rooms, and Reading
room, with the appended sworn guar
antee, countersigned by the Chancellor
and John Green, that you will need no
additional chill to supply your next sum
mer's trade. Please be very careful when
you remove the air from the Seminar
room. The temperature has already
reached the absolute zero. Kuhlman is
still within in a torpid state. Latest dis
patches tell us he will not return until
after tho spring thaw. Matthews and
Rose are fossilized. The lady contin
gents were saved only by the free use of
their warm affections. I escaped in the
heat of political excitement and so live
to tell the story. The devil himself has
made us a flattering proposition but we
propose to accommodate our friends first.
I'd sing of one of restless migh t
Who stops to make a gallant fight
For MAC and Hobart, Mark and all
Who answer to the slogan -call
0f money, sound, and hard, and yellow.
Ho quite upset the other fellow.
Hurrah for Fling, Professor Fling;
Let clarion voices loudly ring,
Extol his patrioticfire:
This man converted Otto Meier.
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