Boston University College of Practical Arts and Letters - Sivad Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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W ,WWsgm, in L r l l F X i , o i or 4 AA ijQ2gff'1r1,,cci,c'itllM3 Q5agici3LQWlgreeeeeeelilefeeeiiiigt DR. CHALMERS: Dean Davis enters With his son in, Please note the crown the boy has Won. E Mi 'Tis the best boy in fairyland, g it To honor him, let's call the band. - W We'1l place him next thee, Queen Most High, Q3 While We say a fond good-bye. Q Mr. McCloskey, suspended from the chandelmier, plays the Funeral Hymn, as the curtain softly and slowly crashes down. 'E EVELYN LELOFF. 1 , Q iihitnfz Nutr p i 1 The foregoing articles are the Winners of the literary contest 1 carried -on last fall. We Wish to take this opportunity to thank Two liundrccl thirty-cight Dr. Warren for his very kind assistance in giving us material from his class in Imaginative Writing. f aaar ruu, r 1 9 303 1

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l FS LI Th-ey flit to the extreme right of the stage. Mr. Ram-sey and Dr. Warren in suc-ces-sive intervals enter through the rear keyhole. They trip painfully, fearing their complexions are not col-or fast. DR. CHALMERS! Next the gold dust twins appear You'll admit they're rather queer. Ramsey, Warren, kneel to thee, Each on burnt-cork, bended knee. They raise their voi-ces to the -sky 1 As they screech thy praises high. - C10-foot pole provided to aid in the r-aisiing of voicesj . They alight. DR. CHALMERS: Mr. Holbrook, hair in curl Is our juggler, watch him whirl Sixteen Verbs at -once in air, fGuaranteed to make folks starej Dressed in robes of whitest fur He is an impressive sir. DR. CHALMERS: H. J. Smith is in our play Fal-staff, he, in full array. Of inc-ome tax he'll tell thee much, Of ice cream, too, and other such. His bright red hair will win prize one, While his blushes pale the sun. Enter Miss Carvell, wearing her sweet smile, and a lovely, fashionable dress. Mrs. Tyler, dressed in kni-cker-s, is just behind he-r. She is carrying a saw-horse. DR. CHALMERS: Our perfect teacher, Mis-s Carvell Has good nature her-e to .se11. Mrs. Tyler, horse-back star, Leaps an elevated bar, Then to show what 'she can do-, Runs a ra-ce, and wins it too. Enter Dean Davis, a proud expression on his face, and carrying in his ar-mls a -smiling boy, bedecked with blue ribbons, bearing the words, First Prize. He also wears a brass crown. . H ,, V'1ljTQlP5g'-,U in 6 li lm l J f ff - ki , Y ,UMW ,-M- My g KVYHA, Y W A WM Pvru WM., 'J1?7 Y,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,M,:f,- aol-an ,izf.::x-.-....g,m--Was.. ..A. .-.tm.iin,.M-.,., ,.V, ,,,,,r,,,W,,mfWU, m F ' W 'i 'Wi Jw '-M lifgg'- :x:'r 'gil 'i'i' WHA X by 17 1 zwz '1 J 'wo zzuzczcr lu'

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