Centenary College - Hack Yearbook (Hackettstown, NJ)

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, . 'fum W A THE FEED X X ,X 1 lx ,-17 X Q N l 4rM.y5 ' mm, fcfvfvw- T'was midnight, and the solemn hour, Had scarce rung through the hall, When figures glided to and fro, Some staid, some coy, some tall. They scurried on through dusk and gloom, Until they reached a door, And then they rapped, and waited there, For half a minute more. Kimonas flapped, curl-papers waved, And braids adorned some heads, Which long ago should snug have been Within their little beds. Squeak, scratch went someone-all was still, Except a long drawn sigh, That quickly passed along the group To angels in the sky At length the door is opened and They sniff and cry with joy For now m mldst of fudge and soups, There s no one to annoy Some sit beside the bedsteads while Some lean against the chairs And chatter chatter as they eat. But for them raise your prayers! We --as fa., . bk X I Qi iQsNK I , l - i . I . . v X' W . . ' V ll T li , Nl if , , ' fav ' ' , a I 1 y . y ,f 1 ,fl ' f H AL' A ' X TX - . I f' ,, '- X - 4,34-' N 'X L ' v ' T ,A X V' A Tfjir ' - '-- V - t'-- lin 'Wg ., Q, wh li n 3 Lf, ff 1 , ' X lmmsw J Z' A lf 3 i I I' I s 4 W X 1 I I X X u .4 If 50,35 I. .5 , 'rgb X ,I I ev To Yi G! K CI ' 'LQYQ 1 f 0 Kr ' '--

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'fl 33011.39 If IQBIIQFYH Nff.3POll IZNPIQ ua! ' +ve!-bk. +vfJ+k. +ve!+k. +v'+vfJ+k. +xa'J+k. 1-vshk. -I-ev!-I-k.,.A. ililg Maura frum 1112 Qllaaa Ifiuuka Wh ro 55 ma ll' R V4 U! I!! JTK. . W- -ll-y had an awful cold, And he finally called it croup, He cut a class on this excuse, And now he's in the coup. B-ch-l-r. I'm going to write to Papa, And oh! how glad he'll be To get a little letter, That was written all by me. L-ll- -n R-b-rts. Six more days and I'll be free From my state of misery. When it's over won't I smile? No more coop or domicile. F-rg-s-n. Rickety rickety rusk, we're not allowed to fuss. My pretty belle You look so swell, We really think we must. C-mp. J+K. N I A moral to be learned: Beware of the Canal and Race Track. N-n- Olmst- -d. Peculiarity, you say ? Mine is my face. G-ll--s. Andy is hereg Mase is happyg so am I. Tull I'd rather have Fingers than toes. I'd rather have eyes than a nose. And as for my hair, I'm glad it's there. For, what shall I do when it goes? nsoph-11 Great accident! Lizzie fell off the bar yesterday. G-ll- -s. Down by the Belt Line, I love to roam. Gr-g-ry. Breast the wave, Tub! Eyjie.

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P. gr - it, r H' lj QI! f - h :-hi X f- . 4y44 ,. J 1 xx lx iEl , f i I f rl A X- 111' euu 6 ii, i n E . For teacher dear, not yet asleep Has slipped into her wrap, And walks right up to that room door, Which soon will hear her tap. They hear the hurried footsteps come, And presto! all is still. The light goes out,-in closet doors, Beneath the window sill, Beneath the beds, behind the racks, Some ghostly figures glide, Although they sadly bark their knees, In any place they slide. The teacher comes, she opes the door All's well within it seems, The room mates? They are fast asleep, Enwrapped in girlish dreams. Ah go, dear teacher, never guess, That in the room behind, If you should soon come back again, A different scene you'd find. ,If you should come with silent step, And thus the bunch surprise, You'd see your lovely pupils Eating jam, and cheese, and pies. '57 ff N sg. , , J er ,f flyf V- - W I I i - Y i W ' f'm':1f