The Tiptonian . 38 THE TIPTONIAN A FARMERS PARODY ON THE upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered weak and weary,Suddenly I heard a rapping, rapping at my granary I heard a hasty munching; and a stomping and a crunching,Such a stomping and such crunching as I never heard before!Mercy love us! Then I muttered, What is at my granary door? Hesitating then no longer, for my rage wasgrowing stronger, Up I rose—no time for banterin—so I seiz-ed my hat and lantern; And I found my old cow Cherry eatln upmy winter store. And I gathered up a clapboard, broad asany common lapboard, And

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The Tiptonian . 38 THE TIPTONIAN A FARMERS PARODY ON THE upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered weak and weary,Suddenly I heard a rapping, rapping at my granary I heard a hasty munching; and a stomping and a crunching,Such a stomping and such crunching as I never heard before!Mercy love us! Then I muttered, What is at my granary door? Hesitating then no longer, for my rage wasgrowing stronger, Up I rose—no time for banterin—so I seiz-ed my hat and lantern; And I found my old cow Cherry eatln upmy winter store. And I gathered up a clapboard, broad asany common lapboard, And I beat till she was sore; beat till shewas beaten sore. Till she bellowed something awful; bellow-ed out: I want no more. —Alpha B. Gray, 13. THE TIPTONIAN A Review of the Tipton High School.

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