Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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Ll o g i Y Y S e e THE BABY PARTY Why, where have you been, children?'' asked their mother, a dear young matron in blue and white, as she gathered in her tired charges one evening last winter. Q, we've been having the best time, they answered, in chorus. A lively lot they weretall be-ribboned girls in middies and short skirts, little girls in blue rompers, little girls in pink pinafores, big boys in 'real trousers, little boys in sailor suits and Buster Browns, and babies galoreyoung babies, old-fashioned babies, babies with dolls and Teddy bears, babies with long hair, babies with short hair, and all of them surprisingly active for their age. They were, you see, at that stage of development when all worthy children are called Freshmen. The merry group clustered around their mother to tell her about their good time. Qur big sisters, the Seniors, gave us a party, you know, said they. You shouldn't have worried about us, because there were plenty of nurses there to look after us, and thty promised to send us home early. Grandmother was there too, and she told us the sw - - - eetest story!-all about Old Mother Hubbard and Mary Quite Contrary. The real Mother Goose people were right there and acted out the storywe saw them! Even Mary Contrary's flowers were growing right before our eyes. It was great! And they had dolls there, chirped in one of the little girls, only they weren't the kind that move or wiggle their eyes when you make 'em; they were stiff as anything! she added disappointedly. But we had ice cream, and lions and tigers and eleph Oh, you mean animal crackers, disgustedly ejaculated one of the boys. Don't you know an animal cracker when you see one? Well, anyway, we did have a good time playing Going to Jerusalem' and Farmer in the Dell', they agreed. And our big sisters were dressed like children too, only any- ngl::r, could tell they were just making kelieve. They didn't look half so natural as we 1d. W?ll, child'ren, I think you'd better trot off to bed, interrupted their mother. You know you're growing so fast that you need all the sleep you can get. Why, just think, you'll soon be Sophomores! e I'? dear;xgll:n we can't go to any more baby parties, can we? said one little girl. , I know. en we're grown up into seniors, we c 1 i sisters of '26. Won't that bge fun'! 1 Ty o our itk

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il e oyl goe e i o i A 52 o e 6 A S o THE FRESHMAN TO THE SENIOR With Apologies to Father William You are old, Reverend Senior, the Freshman said, And your hair is slicked back very straight; And vet you incessantly roll down the hall Is it true that you're trying to lose weight? In my youth, the grave Senior replied to the child, I feared it might injure the brain; But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again. You are old, said the Freshman, as I've said before, And have grown most uncommonly fat; Yet you leap o'er the buck with a vigorous spring Pray, what is the reason of that? In my youth, said the Senior, with uplifted brow, I managed to keep pretty thin By the help of corrective and cutting out bread But alas I had to givein! You are old, said the child, and your jaws are too weak For anything tougher than hash, Yet you finished the chicken both muscle and bone Pray how did you get so rash? In my youth, said the Senior, I studied at Psych, And argued each case with my prof. And the muscular strength which it gave to my jaw I never have yet shaken off. You are old, said the Freshman, one would hardly suppose That your hand was as steady as ever, Yet you balance a tumbler with ease in each hand What made you so awfully clever? I've answered three questions, and that is enough, Said the Senior, don't give yourself airs. Tis plain to be seen you're alarmingly green And much too young for such cares! A L G and K. H. 20 19

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