. The sibyl. All the Juniors who had been there From the dear halls of Otterbein. How Van Sickle then came forward, To pour out the sparkling cider, That each maiden from its bright depths, A happy future might behold; How there rang out peals of laughter, As the events of the future, Were revealed unto the maidens. How refreshments rare and dainty, To the merry guests were offered, And partaken of with pleasure, In the wigwam of old Pluto Close beside the river Styx. How the hour drew near to morning, Ere the guests at last departed For their homes within the village, In the village of their
. The sibyl. All the Juniors who had been there From the dear halls of Otterbein. How Van Sickle then came forward, To pour out the sparkling cider, That each maiden from its bright depths, A happy future might behold; How there rang out peals of laughter, As the events of the future, Were revealed unto the maidens. How refreshments rare and dainty, To the merry guests were offered, And partaken of with pleasure, In the wigwam of old Pluto Close beside the river Styx. How the hour drew near to morning, Ere the guests at last departed For their homes within the village, In the village of their people. How the Juniors gay and happy, Gay and happy in their friendship. Slowly wended their way homeward To their dear loved college town. Thinking of the happy future Which was spreading out before them, And the maidens thinking also Of the stalwart Junior braves, Who had to them this pleasure givn Of beholding grim old Pluto, In his wigwam liy the Styx. Henrietta Du Pre, 40 ^.
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