St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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0 ll, ii la, i the flDHl'X2l3I1D '1L6Qi5l3tl1I'C. I. V. J N the Maryland Legislature St. johnlsf' I think, will move along, R XVas a lunatlc named Cook, Although slight aid she's gotten Q Who, judging from his nature, Wliile sages sing her praise in song H Ne'er cared much for his book. 'When Cook shall be forgotten. II. VI. He said our noble College For johnson, and for Birnie, Was ,blessed with cheek galore, Likewise our good friend Lee 3 And showed his lack of knowledge Our voices raise in words of praise, 'Pon the Legislative Hoor. No matter where they be. IU- VII. He surely never could have heard Markell Win prease remember, Of Johnson, Pinkney, Key, nor Scott. We Vote at Inauls estate, I If SO, 110W 001115 110 Say 3 word And 'twill be much like December 'Gai11Sf what OUT College got? When we help him legislate. IV- VIII. Had Mr. Cook but takenia look, An adage true for years has been He'd find that good round sums QNO truer e'er was saidj Are GIVEN away as exivffz pay H As this case shows : That fools rush in To clerks and other bums. Where angels fear to treadf, 158 N

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to several persons in succession, all of whom took all they could from the soil without expending anything in its fertilization. The result was, the soil soon became sterile, and as nobody was then willing to cultivate it, it at last was sold for a mere trifle. Meanwhile, Mrs. Hielt had lived at the neighbor's house., paying her board from the farm rent and from the interest of the proceeds of the sale after the farm was sold. The boarding fee was nominal, else in her old age she would ere long have been entirely left to the mercy of the world. john remained a few weeks with his mother, and every clear day searched out some of the haunts of his boyhood, seeming to draw from them new life and inspira- tion, yet all the while filled with bitter contemplations of what might have been. Then he rewarded the kind neighbor for the kindness towards his mother, and fondly bidding farewell to the old homdstead, took his mother with him back to San Francisco. john was henceforth a changed man. If perchance he was tempted to grind down a fellow-creature, one I 1 glance at the loving countenance of his iniirm old mother was suliicient to dispel those thoughts 5 and although she has since passed away, still her influence lives, and john has realized that he has a different mission in the world than that toward which he worked for so many years. He has again become as of yore, the loving, sympathetic john Hielt, whose delight it is to help others 3 and if he has not risen to fill the highest positions in the land, his conscience is clear that he tried to succor the oppressed rather than spend his time and energies in the acquisition ofhigh political honors. Although he was in the meridian of life when he made his choice, he married, and from the letters he sends me occasionally, I am happy to state that he now enjoys life as keenly as when we were boys together. Thus ended the old man's tale. After thanking him warmly for his kindness, I bade him adieug and as I wended my way homeward on that eventful day, I felt more than ever that, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. A

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I i35ff'Vlf'AS in the month of November, F H the Might Zthexg Eibrft 1ba3e. Only stop ! did I say nothing? 4 Sometime after school had begun, If I did, just let me explain : U Butjust at the time something else Something really did happen Had recently first been done. That something else was hazing, Supposed extinct in those days But on that night,-O, Well nothing, For 'twas the night they didn't haze. Now 'twas all a well-planned ruse 3 He did, as he said, go away, But on the late afternoon tram Returned 'ere the close of the day. Scarce waiting to eat his supper, Since he had no time for delays, He rushed right up to the college On that night they didn't haze. Which till now a secret has lain To hear it you must first promise Never even a whisper to raise For none hut me know what occurred Upon that night they didn't haze. Your promise having heen given, I will now proceed to relate How a professor one morning Rose early, at quarter to eight. He told all where he was going, Said he'd remain several daysg So no one expected to see him On that night they didn't haze. Then sneaking up the hack stairway, He ascended to the fourth floor, Unseen, unheard, without knocking He opened a poor F1'CSiJ1Il9.1l,S door. Pausing here for hreath, he explained His intention was to amaze The G. O. H. when they should come Upon that night they didn't haze. 159 I