Calyx . , boys. Hurrah for Barclay, Rah for the end, Alford send, boys,Then we 11 do the V. M. I. boys, certain, sure. Each other back, l) got a knack, making gains, sir,Round the its a sin, sir,For Oberlin, sir,To buck the V. M. I. boj-s line so awful hard. Then join tlie j-ell, boys,And yell right well, re the stutf, boys. Sure W. & L. Cr., boys,And football, too, give a rousing, rumbling, roaring football Veil. Yell—Ring-tum Phi, etc. C. R. Robinson, in liing-tuni Phi. Tune—There s Only One Girl. There s only one tea
Calyx . , boys. Hurrah for Barclay, Rah for the end, Alford send, boys,Then we 11 do the V. M. I. boys, certain, sure. Each other back, l) got a knack, making gains, sir,Round the its a sin, sir,For Oberlin, sir,To buck the V. M. I. boj-s line so awful hard. Then join tlie j-ell, boys,And yell right well, re the stutf, boys. Sure W. & L. Cr., boys,And football, too, give a rousing, rumbling, roaring football Veil. Yell—Ring-tum Phi, etc. C. R. Robinson, in liing-tuni Phi. Tune—There s Only One Girl. There s only one team in the world for me, Only one team has my sympathy; They play football in earnest, a pleasure t is to see;The team we cheer for is Washington and Lee. IL Only one team tills my heart with pride,No team like that team, so steady and so tried;We bet our money on them, they win so easily,The team we cheer for, is Washington and Lee. pome vsc xt v c v.^m^ 1:\vo kJTl^to^ KeavoL. (5ao6, H)rao6 anb (Sluotations. Upon what meat doth this our Cfesar feed,That he has grown so great ? —Mason. I am the kings ox.—Allan. Prepare you, generals—The enemj- comes on in gallant show ;Their bloody sign of battle is bung somethings to be done immediately. —Whitside. 0, what a nol)le mind is liere o erthrown.—Flinker. Gentle youth, whose looks assumeSuch a soft and girlish bloom ^T. Robinson. And since, methinks, I would not grow so sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. —Shively. Conceit! Great heavens! In tliat they liaveno peers.—Freshmen. Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look ;He thinks too much—such men are dangerous. —Cud Powell. Are you a married man or a bachelor. —BOULDIN. Process from Freshmen to Seniors— Sur-vival of the Fittest. Like two single gentlemen rolled into one.— Beef Robinson. So gentle, yet so brisk, so wondrous sweet,So fit to prattle at a ladys feet —Nelson. Not like it was when I uster be here.—
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