Monmouth College - Ravelings Yearbook (Monmouth, IL)

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A Diary Picked Up in the College Halls. Swipity- Swipe. Siinday, Feb. 9 — Started diary today. At Y. M. C. A. in evening. Date at night. I sure do care for lier but just the same 1 am afraid of McCoy. Monday, 10— Cut German because I had a liad cold. Sta. ed at home at night. Tuesday, 11 — Classes in morning, took recreation hour, gym class. Stayed at home. Wednesday. 12 — Classes in morning. Chapel. Ruth there. Commit- tee meeting. A date that was sure good. Thursday. 13 — Classes. Gym class. Rulh is at wedding toniglit. Friday, 14 — Same dope. Ruth is away. Wliy does she go and why in h am I so jealous. Saturday, l. ' j — Ruth home today. Fooled around all day. Had date in evening. I sure do. Sunday, IS — Church. Dinner at Habeiman ' s. Sted leaves in ninrn- ing. Best date of my life tonight. Monday, 17 — German today. Cot the roses, no date. 1 wonder what she is doing. Here the record remains unfinished. The tiger or the lady, which? Entered for (he candy by on- who has been there. 1. . n ice box sat upon a porch Within the sight of all. Temptation urges all the men To pay that box a call. The owner wakes some Sunday morn. And finds the box is clean; And now she says that College boys Are very, very mean. Chorus: — Swipity, swipity, swipe, swipe, swipe. To swipe is our delight. We lift the milk off every porch, iMost every other night. We limp with oysters and with fudge. And ice cream by the can. For swiping is upon the course Of Every Colle.ie man. 2. Sure! .Mrs. Frantz has lots of fruit Beneath her cellar door: And when we bring her back the Jars, She ' ll fill them up once more, .lohn Henry owns n nice ice box. Killed full of cherry wine. (Contimifil on Seciiul I ' .ikcI

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Curfew Shall Not Ring Tonight. Swipety, Swipe. IContinuedJ It pays to swipe from College profs; Come en, the swlping ' s fine! Chorus: — Swipity. swipity, etc. Now what ' s the use of spending cash On watermelons ripe. When you can roll them off some porch And lug them out of sight? So let us hurry hence away; We have a lively hunch That we can limp with just enough To feed this hungry bunch. Chorus: — Swipity. swipity, etc. Dear Fred: — The very idea of you writing such a song. You know very well that the student body doesn ' t approve of any such actions as you relate in that song. To think of even suggesting such actions to the boys of Monmouth College! If that is all the higher your standard of morals is. yon may just as well call oft everything that is between us. Yours disappointedly. MARY. fef.