Carleton College - Algol Yearbook (Northfield, MN)

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ALL Tl'lAT'S YELLOW IS NOT GOLD The mellow chimes of the steeple clock, The welcome the old student gives, The bright, bright tint of the autumn leaves Makes the new student glad he lives. How gladly he meets each new, new day And seeks some fresh wisdom to gain, Till the yellow examination sheet Makes him wish he were home again. The freshman girls and the freshman boys Are received at full many a reception, And declare that Carletonis the loveliest place Without the least exception. But O, at the end of the first, first month Their joy -is turned to sorrow. You may write an 'exam', the instructor says, Cl On yellow paper tomorrow. A row up the Cannon is very nice, Baseball isa striking featureg The exercise gained in a football game Makes the player a powerful creature. Gymnasium work for the sweet, sweet girl Gives the waist-just the proper taper, But O! the contortions the mind goes through At thought of that yellow paper. There are winter pleasures that come in their When the rink is gay with laughter, Many beautiful figures are cut, on the ice, And the 'dutch roll' follows after. 26 place,

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ll 1 4 . ,- Gridley and the snow is falling fast outside, the bright grate-fire and the comfortable sofas look very inviting to the boy who is trying to decide what he shall do all the long evening. When he comes in and gathers with the rest in a semi-circle about the room, and settles down for an hour of solid enjoyment, he feels as though it were next to being at home. Miss Richardson always has something interesting picked outto read, perhaps it is a short story, perhaps a book. This winter she read us the autobiography of Jacob A. Riis, and. we felt as though we were acquainted with the man when he came in January to lecture. In the spring when the weather is pleasant and the sun does not set till late, the little company retires to the east steps, or the lawn on the east side of the Hallg and there, as the shadows lengthen and twilight approaches, they listen to the reading. Miss Richardson's reads have been a feature of Carleton life which the fellows for a number of years back have enjoyed, and their words of commendation show how much they really thought of it and appreciated it. Both from these and from the present students a great deal of gratitude is due to Miss Richardson who has sacrificed so. many Sunday evenings that her Uboysn might have a pleasant time, and perhaps she herself .does not know how'much good she has done by giving her hearers higher ideals and better motives, as well as so many pleasant evenings. 2 5 P

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Then long, long sleigh rides that seem too short, With others in expectation, But yellow paper breaks in on our dreams And the term's examination. There's a tender sadness pervades the spring. Thoughts of study are simply enraging When nature's so beautiful all about, And the east road is very engaging. Soon we know we must part from our dear, dear friends Until after our summer vacation, 'Tis maddening to give up these sad, tender thoughts, And prepare for examination. And when in the classical cap and gown, With the four years' course completed, The last yellow papers are handed in And proper justice metedg The seniors are filled with a wild, wild joy, While the freshman makes preparation, They pity the sophs and the juniors too, Who still take examination. But when the first of September comes, And they think of the chapel greetings, The yellow badge at the railroad train And the many happy meetings, The Alumnus drops then a great, great tear, 'Tis for love of his Alma Mater, And his love is broad, it takes in all, Aye, even the yellow paper. 27