Bomb . populaceintoxicated with the sight still hurrahed and called on Caesar for a hesitated a long time, then finally, in response to the repeated out-cries of the people, he advanced to the edge of the throne and sanga long and involved ode on the Optical Properties of Uniaxial Crys-tals in Monochromatic Light. So great was the influence of themusic that many of the multitude fell asleep at once and rested peace-fulh- as little children, giving little indication of that ferocious spiritwhich had risen to fever heat at the sight of blood but a short timebefore. And still Caesar sang,
Bomb . populaceintoxicated with the sight still hurrahed and called on Caesar for a hesitated a long time, then finally, in response to the repeated out-cries of the people, he advanced to the edge of the throne and sanga long and involved ode on the Optical Properties of Uniaxial Crys-tals in Monochromatic Light. So great was the influence of themusic that many of the multitude fell asleep at once and rested peace-fulh- as little children, giving little indication of that ferocious spiritwhich had risen to fever heat at the sight of blood but a short timebefore. And still Caesar sang, still the steam-pipes thumped and sighed,still the multitude slumbered while overhead the sun sank toward thehour for D. P., and gilded with its glorious tintings the amphitheatreand all that vast assemblage of a bewildered, unheeding, mineralogicalpeople who waited with listlessness and sloth the sound of the buglewhich should bring to an end the hour of their crystallographicexistence. -^I- T*-- !?. 76 ©lie I^trst ania$$ Prinatc. My blouse is torn and tattered,My dress-hat s sadl_y battered,I havent any , or gun ;I ve a great load of I bravely tr3 to bear it,For to break the RegulationsIs a constant source of fun. II. The habit known as socking,To my nature is most shocking,My attitude is hostileToward any kind of drills ;To be absent from formationsIs the chief of my with ease I ride the surgeonAnd swallow all his pills. III. As for chevrons ! Well, I scorn em And though once I may have worn em, No longer I regard them As ambitions highest goal, I am slack and proud to tell it. My place I would not sell it. And the man whom I see running, Is abhorrent to my soul. IV. You may call my actions maj think that I am imagine that for nothing do I 3our judgment will be shaken,When the final count is takenOf the men in life successful,For I m certain to be there. M. E. L. 77 ^n 3Epic. How strange
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