Calyx . rround-ing country was traversed, all right, and a lot of thethings to be seen in Beuna were seen. In the quest ofthe rest of the obtainable views, our young friendsexplored the paths in the vicinity of the seminary,where rumor says that many are the A bevy of fair young things was gathered in awindow not so far away from the vehicle transportingthe little Lee and Washington boys, but that thecharms and graces of these young men might be seenand proportionately admired. Ditto the other it seemed to Messrs. Kern, Stipes, and McChordthat the opportunity was good for comm
Calyx . rround-ing country was traversed, all right, and a lot of thethings to be seen in Beuna were seen. In the quest ofthe rest of the obtainable views, our young friendsexplored the paths in the vicinity of the seminary,where rumor says that many are the A bevy of fair young things was gathered in awindow not so far away from the vehicle transportingthe little Lee and Washington boys, but that thecharms and graces of these young men might be seenand proportionately admired. Ditto the other it seemed to Messrs. Kern, Stipes, and McChordthat the opportunity was good for communicatingtheir admiration by such means as a moving kerchief or by even a gentle whistle or cautious greeting But alas! Squire Perkins, the local police force, wason the job. Visions of a fat fine—new sidewalk forBroadway (the Beuna Broadway)—as well as hisrealization of duty urged him to the performance ofthe task the sad result of which we can reproduce bythe above snap taken the following W&L. SPECIAL Page Two hundred fifty-two LINES WRITTEN ON THE BACK OF A TERM REPORT Represented naught on this terrane shore,But the flunks of a flunker whos flunked before,The Professors decree to try once more;Tenderly lay it aside. It tells of the problems he never tried,Of the honest sweat that stayed in his hide,And of the knowledge thats still inside,And modestly undisclosed. Keep it in trust for his progenys sake,The tale of the tickets he didnt make,That they, in despair, may courage takeFrom their sires serenity. That the pains which burdened the troubled breastOf one who flunked, may be set at restBy the thought of him not once the best,Who trod the path below. G. T. H.
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