Anderson College - Columns / Sororian Yearbook (Anderson, SC)

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Life at Anderson When we our studies all are shirking, And all our teachers growing Stride; And when our brain is tired of working, And the Faculty begins to kick; ' Tis then we slip off down the street, Goode little girls out for a walk ; When to our surprise we Henry meet, And have a nice and quiet talk. Two other sons then come our way, Our quiet path to cheer: Jameson and Gib-son — a lucky day, We say, as they draw near. We hasten then down to the road, Relying on our screen, the hedge ; But we did not see the little Ford, With a sharp-eyed driver whose name is Edge. When suddenly ' round the corner it swings, And Henry, we know, he surely saw; Our funeral bell the Board then rings, And well we know we are Dun-for(d.). We wade in trouble as deep as the Jordan, For all of which we begin to sigh; When ' long comes a Miller, and tips his hat ; We holler back, we don ' t know why. A clandestine meeting with a Striplin(g) ' ! Our conduct they will not Stand-for(A) ; Whether he studies Code(y) or Kipling, Whether a Mason or Brewer — we broke the law. We ' re restricted students of the school, Our remorse is something tierce; We shed enough tears to fill a Poole. We ' 11 add one soon, tho ' money ' s Seearee. But cheer soon comes — it ceases to rain, We ' ll never again be so rash; But become much interested in Ann Hassel (tane), — But why this vision of a mustache? But we all love our Anderson School, And love as well our Orion; Tho ' our government has much of a rule, It ' s as strong and staunch as a Lyon. So may our school be as a Hightower, Above the clouds in the light ; Each girl feel indeed the meaning of ' ' our, And keep its record always White. MARY DALE MILLER, ' 18.

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