St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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the jfoot JBaIl Girl. PASSED my arm around her waist She started with a feigned surprise And d1eW her to my side My lips touched hers so red,- Claspmg hei close in eager h'1ste She, smiling from her pretty eyes, Well tackled su I ' she c11ed A touch-down ! slyly said. Five yards to make' she cried. At twelve he met me in the hall And sternly at me glaredg Striking the pavement in my fall, A drop kick I she declared. OSBORNE I. YELLOTT, ,QI

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The frescoers, commanded to begin their work, they paint my body to represent a tiger fresh from the Indian jungle. This was not a difficult task. Mount the table and singa song: be quick there ! H hang H bang E goes slat after slat upon all my slatable parts. This puts much energy in my bones g much blood in my skin. XYith great activity a nude body shoots into the air, and alighting on a table with great alacrity com- mences to sing : Mary had a little lamb Its fleece was white as snow? Next I chase a smile around the table, write my name on the wall with my nose, climb the wall and per- form other feats of agility too numerous to mention. Finally a cent is put in a bowl full of icy water and I am commanded to root out the penny with my nose. I confidently dive in, make one hasty thrust, take out my head, and there-there in the bottom of the bowl quietly rests the obstinate coin. Qnce more I attempt to root it out. Slowly gauging its position, I place my nose firmly upon itg gently, little by little, inch by inch, it comes to the rim and finally is cast way to the middle of the room. I I am dismissed. I go to my room where Willie boy washes the filthy paint away and again I go to bed to enjoy a good night's rest, in the satisfaction that my haz- ing is over. I YoUR DARLING SoN. M, MXAYIY I

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Gbe Mb lbomeateab. T XV.-XS a bright morning in early November. I had started out immediately after breakfast for a tramp across the country, taking with me gun and dog, in the prospect of seeing game. I had met with my usual ill success at gunning, but Was not in the least dis- heartened. The reason will be apparent to all lovers of nature. I inhaled with exuberant spirits the clear, blue air. cool and crisp with the frostg and the rugged scenery of the country through which I was passing made me oblivious to the discomforts of jumping branches, climb- ing fences and forcing my way through tangled briars. In fact. I did not care much Whether game was abundant or scarce, as I had plenty to occupy my attention and to prevent me from becoming weary. I found pleasure in the rustling of the forest leaves and the tinkling of covv- bells in a distant meadow g and then I enjoyed Watching the frisl-:ing of the small birds and squirrels among the branches of a gigantic oak. Vnder such circumstances as these, with nature at her best, I could easily imagine the sentiment which prompted Cowper to sigh, O, for a lodge in 501116 vast I Wilderness! But there was more yet to be seen. I soon arrived at a spot which, for its picturesque scenery as Well as for the signs of desolation and desertion exist- ing there, might well have been sufficient to inspire a Goldsmith to write his Deserted Village. I sat upon the fence-top in order more fully to absorb the scene. I was on a hill overlooking a narrow, irregular valley, hemnied in on all sides by a thick belt of Woodland. What once might have been a prosperous farm was be- fore my eyes, but it was novv naught but ruin and deso- lation. Coarse weeds, waist high, had taken the place of the golden Wheat and corn, and briars with their sharp thorns clutched at the passer-by, and seemed to warn the intruder from the sacred sight of the old home- stead. The barn was now simply a pile of rotted logs fallen upon its stone foundation, and of the house scarcely a vestige was left save a dilapidated portion of the stone chimney. Down the hill from the house was a rippling brooklet, issuing from a spring beneath the roots of an enormous maple, and there Was also a slight trace of a Wagon road leading in the direction of the public thor-