St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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They gave their cheers and into the night They vanished with a rapid flightg For they saw approaching, by the waning li3Q.t A prof. who was out to catch them. He moved along with a rapid stride, To bag them on the other side , f Of the football field, where he thought they'd hide When they knew he could not watch them. His search was fruitless, they ran around The other side of the college ground, And without making the slightest sound, They slowly approached the halls. Now to leave a building is easy enough, In spite of an ever watchful prof., But you'll always find it rather tough y Getting back within those walls. Our Sophs, however, were 'men of brain, The profs. had chased them again and again, And they?d figured out with the greatest pains, A plan for entering their room. .A ladder reached to the second fioor, They'd used it many a time before, r And a window servedas well as a door, When veiled bythe midnight gloom. They climbed the ladder with ,little noise, And entered the window like college boys, And then began to express their joys, At having escaped their pursuer. , - 'Twas great, -they whispered, 'fthis midnight prank He thought he could catch us, the silly old crank, Guess he's still prowling around that bank, Well, he wont find us, sure. ' I l wcj

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The rest of you fellows come with me g I know a place where there use-d to be A pile of boxes, we will see What they can do to aid us. s ' They're filled with straw and not very light, But weQon't care, we're men of might, And we're going to have a fire tonight, As sure as Heaven made us. , Away they started with a will. N They searched the shed from roof to- sill, Nor did they leave the place until The last barrel they were taking. Grabbing their burdens, away they go, A long procession, all in a row, Each with some fuel to bestow Onthe fire they' would soon be making. The leader arrived with his load of trash, Boxes and paper, an old window sash. s He threw them down on the ground with a crash While words of praise were spoken. Pile up the barrels, he quickly said 5 The boXes next, and then the bed, And give me a match that's got a head, For this darn thing is broken. A few vain trials and they got a light, And soon the fire was burning bright, The blaze shone out upon the night, Such a bonfire never was seen. The leader then said, Boys, draw near, Now altogether, we'll give one cheer For the grand old class we love so dear, r And one for Hallow-e'en. 175

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While thus they were talking the matter o'er, There came a peremptory knock at the door 5. They knew who it was, for they'd heard it before, 'Twas the prof. they had been discussing. Quickly they sought a place to hide, 1 To get in the clothes-press most of them tried, - But there was only room for three inside, So the others were left out fussing. 'I . Open up, a voice from the hallway said 5 Who's out, called Tom from his crowded bed, A professor, don't move as though you were dead But open this- door right quick. After endless trouble Tom found the latch, The door swung open and, with a scratch, The professor, entering, struck a match, And gave a shoe a kick. The shoe from under the bed stuck out, . There were numerous other shoes round about, And that they contained feet was beyond a doubt, For they disappeared, though slowly. Who's in this room besides you two? He asked of Tom who, feeling blue, Said, I don't see any one but you. Tom's look was almost holy. - Come from under that bed, the professor cried And out of the clothes-press you there inside, -- Get to your rooms, and there abide Till reveille in the morning. You've had your fun this time all right, But now you're in it pretty tight, The faculty meets tomorrow night, Look out, I give you warning. ' 177