Caps and belles [serial] . the school of life, she will welcome them into the Eternal Life. Another initiation placed the number at thirteen—lucky thirteen to be sure ! The Juniors thoughtthey knew all the mysteries of a Senior initiation, still the remarks made by i-hem were not in accord-ance with the realities—but perhaps they are not natural realists. We have had to deal with the Juniors upon several occasions for their presumptiousness anddaring. At such times the Sophs have been staunch friends of the Class. The year has been a hard one in many ways. The work has been difficult on accoun
Caps and belles [serial] . the school of life, she will welcome them into the Eternal Life. Another initiation placed the number at thirteen—lucky thirteen to be sure ! The Juniors thoughtthey knew all the mysteries of a Senior initiation, still the remarks made by i-hem were not in accord-ance with the realities—but perhaps they are not natural realists. We have had to deal with the Juniors upon several occasions for their presumptiousness anddaring. At such times the Sophs have been staunch friends of the Class. The year has been a hard one in many ways. The work has been difficult on account of therigid grading and the many text-books to be completed. Then class affairs have been very threaten-ing at times, but these storms have passed and we are still a united band of thirteen. Now we are soon going to lay aside pencil and text-book, together with our Senior dignity, thecap and gown, for school days will soon be over and we shall all commence another life, where eachwill have to be a class unto 20 A Nosegay. The Seniors are flowers—a lovely nosegay,Some are soft in color, while others are gay;Tis they who blossom as they go,Perfume the sordid air, emit our woe. The jonquil blossoms in the early spring Along with the snowdrop—good cheer they bring; Ella is the jonquil, Rubie the snowdrop They love ardently, but ah, too soon they stop ! And Elbe is the sweet, yellow jessamine vine;She blooms profusely round oak and pine,Discharges her duty, performs the arduous task;For night soon comes, the day will not last. And Agnes is called the four-oclock,Shes up betimes the door of learning to unlock;And Norma the crocus, and Dora the bluebell,They cheer the traveler in the dell. The forget-me-not and pink sweet-peaAre Carrie May and Azile;But Addie Belles a white primrose,Each a sunbeam in the world of woes. Therere roses too, both red and whiteThe bride is Hilda—a shining light;American beautys the floral nameOf Annie, tall and stately—alwavs the sa
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