Vanderbilt University - Commodore Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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c P 3 1 .fu 1 5 Evefyffesh fflafl CA one act morality play, Dramalis persormae Everysophomore-Who makes Everyfreshmans life miserable. Everyfreshman. Math-Who teaches Everyfreshman to graft. Time-Which Everyfreshman tries to lcill. Exam-Who lurks in the background. Chance-To whom Everyfreshman trusts. PROLOGUE Everyfreshman in his quest for learning We see towards Vanderbilt his footsteps turningg There beset on every hancl by foes, Let us watch the progress of his woes. N SCENE I.-MATH CLASS Maifi O, Everyfreshman, my magician's lore Will teach you grafting ere the year is o'er So waste no time in playing and in clance. Exam will come. You cannot trust to Chance. Everyfresliman 0 friend of Bucket, grafter of the dime, l'll serve you not, l'll fence awhile with Time Some other day I'll learn of you, maybe, But now I hate you to Infinity. fExit Everyfreshmanj SCENE II.-CAMPUS Everysopliomore Most verdant creature I have ever seen, Who hither came some knowledge for to glean, Leave all your stuclies-you should have a carey Hence to the Jewstore-all trouble banish there. Everyfreshman I clo not mean my duties for to shirlt. Some other clay I'll settle clown to work: But now this upperclassman bicls me go- In a cup of clope I'll drown my Mathful woe. Page twenty-six

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Page imeniy-seven SCENE Ill.-JEWSTORE Everysopfzomore See Time, yon graybeard figure with his scythe He comes to spoil our pleasure gay and blithe. Listen, Freshman-wisdom you shall hear- If you kill Time, you will destroy all fear. Everyfreshman But, Everysophomore, Time is gray and oldg I should respect him, I have oft been told. But you are wise and craftier than I, I'll kill him not-but I will make him Hy. fFences with Time and mortally wounds himj Time O, Everyfreshman, with this fleeting breath I warn you from the very gates of Death. s v Q tei fi f 1 SD l 5 Beware the fateful lure of a tomorrow, Work today-or you will surely sorrow. fE.xam, who has been lurking in the background, looms up before him, and Everyfreshman frantically longs for Time which he has killed. He struggles with-Exam, but is over- powered and is carried a victim to Chancej SCENE IV.-OFFICE OF CHANCE Evefyfreshman-aside fTriclced by Everysophomore, of Time bereft, Naught but a fighting Chance to me is left., O Chance, have pity on my hapless fate, Unfair Exam has brought me to this state. Chance Trust not to Chance to save you at this hour, E A Time would to you have been a friendly power. But you have killed Time, and have slighted Math, Go, Luck -less Freshman, haunted by Nrny wrath. The play is done and here now is the cue, ln the author's names to bid you fond adieu: To Everyfreshman be ye merciful and fair- Freshmen will be freshmen everywhere. -H. S. and E. N.