. The Forester . ^TTTf!TT?wT|wT?TJwTl*,l ^fr-PTirrrfc. 1~HE- 1911 FORE-JTE-R Old College Bench Well Jack, so our room was empty,They have left old College is changed beyong here, old man, just a moment—Commons, Chapel, Labs and Dorms,All are new—Stay! Just an inch,Inside the raii, Jack, you remember,Our names we cut that last September,Yonder on the College Bench. Here they are up in the corner— Say lets have an old time smoke, Many weve had beneath this oak,— K. H. that was old Buck Horner— Spike deep cut—B. J.—D. G.—Lamper, Eyes not dimming? Not a wrench. At heart Jack


. The Forester . ^TTTf!TT?wT|wT?TJwTl*,l ^fr-PTirrrfc. 1~HE- 1911 FORE-JTE-R Old College Bench Well Jack, so our room was empty,They have left old College is changed beyong here, old man, just a moment—Commons, Chapel, Labs and Dorms,All are new—Stay! Just an inch,Inside the raii, Jack, you remember,Our names we cut that last September,Yonder on the College Bench. Here they are up in the corner— Say lets have an old time smoke, Many weve had beneath this oak,— K. H. that was old Buck Horner— Spike deep cut—B. J.—D. G.—Lamper, Eyes not dimming? Not a wrench. At heart Jack? Dont endeavor to Hide them old man, without them well never Sit here on the College Bench. 50


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