The Bowdoin quill . een bay and the holly, oh!With wreaths and ribbons and garlands gayTo deck the hall for our Christmas Day* Sing hey! for the Jolty mistletoe! With their glistening leaves and berries bright,Twine the evergreen bay and the holly, oh I Frolic and fun are ours to-night, Mirth and music and laughter light;Sing hey ! for the jolly mistletoe ! But of Cupids wiles, my boy, beware,Mid the evergreen bay and the holly, oh! For the mischievous sprite is always there, And for many a man he sets a snare*Sing hey ! for the jolly mistletoe ! And a branch that swings from the chandelierNea
The Bowdoin quill . een bay and the holly, oh!With wreaths and ribbons and garlands gayTo deck the hall for our Christmas Day* Sing hey! for the Jolty mistletoe! With their glistening leaves and berries bright,Twine the evergreen bay and the holly, oh I Frolic and fun are ours to-night, Mirth and music and laughter light;Sing hey ! for the jolly mistletoe ! But of Cupids wiles, my boy, beware,Mid the evergreen bay and the holly, oh! For the mischievous sprite is always there, And for many a man he sets a snare*Sing hey ! for the jolly mistletoe ! And a branch that swings from the chandelierNeath the evergreen bay and the holly, oh!Will tempt some fellow too far, I fear*When Somebody flits so near — so near — Sing hey ! for the jolly mistletoe ! For if there were Someone with eyes of blue Neath the evergreen bay and the holly, oh II know of — something — and so do you,Which would change her cheeks to the roses hue —Ye gods ! Sing hey ! for the mistletoe ! — Arthur Huntington Nason, 99 Comrades. (EIGHO ! only twentymiles more/ said the old,gray-haired lawyer, asthe train plunged swiftlyover the track* It seemsas if it were but yester-day when Chub and Iused to walk about the campus; Chub ?Oh! that is what we called George Hal-liday ; you see when he first came tocollege, he was such a stout, jolly fellowthat we all called him 4 Chub/ He andI seemed to like each other from the be-ginning, and when he found a room, hetook me as his room-mate. That roomseems pictured now before my eyes* Inthe corner by one window was Chubsdesk, covered with books, magazines, hats,ties, all in one heap — he always threweverything on his desk; his easy-chairlined with sofa-pillows beside the table*That light shade with a piece brokenfrom one side, we declared every year wewould throw away; we left it there,when we graduated* The old room hasnt changed muchsince then; when Chub and I went downto see it two years ago, the Chinamanssign which we borrowed one Halloweenwas still h
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