Florida Agricultural College - Pinakidia Yearbook (Lake City, FL)

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MISS LEITNER. U And now-abideth Faith, Hope, Charity, these threeg but the greatest of these is Hope. PATTILLO, L. There lies a deal of deviltry beneath that calm exteriorf, IVIILLER, A. S. A merrier man, within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. Poet, artist, musician, these and more. All coons look alike to me. FLEMING. AL MANN. A head to plan, a hand to execute any form of mischief. SoPHoMoREs. Much Ado About Nothing? And when they yelled, we thought an ass did bray. LIVINGSTON. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy. Being your slave, what should I do but tend upon the hours and times of your desire ? MISS HIANNAH JEFFRIES. 'Z And, then, there's something in her gait. I hate all men. FULLER. God bless the man that invented sleep. Gim'me some terbaccaf' HUMPHREYS. I think the boy hath some good in him z He blushes. Like blushing maid, or blooming posyf' You will find her a shrewd contriverf' The lady doth pretend too much, methinksf' Enjoy the honey heavy dew of slumber. Thouvwear a lion's hide! Doff it for shame, and hang a calf's skin on those recreant limbs. If the ladies were as much in love with 1116, as I am with them, how many hearts would broken ? CONE, W. 3 LE BARONQ BROXVN, M. There's small choice in rotten apples. BRIDGES. Be not simply good, but good for something. Are not great men the models of nations ? v v al MISS YOUNG. Al CRAVER. KINNISON, O. 152 b

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JUNIOR5. Miss PRICE. IXIORGAN. PALMER. XVAUGH, B. XVAUGH, H. HEIMBURGER. NILSON. Miss XVARREN. WILSON, XV. W11.soN, K. Miss FrNLEv. BORGIQR, J. Our thoughts and our conduct are our own. She speaks, behaves and acts just as she ought. For a back-woodsman, uncornmon intelligent. Oh, what man may within him hide, Tho' angel on the outer side. You love to tinkling tune your feet to fling Hast thy toil O'er books consumed the midnight oil ? The universe is not quite complete without ngi' work well done. A chip from the old block. . I never feel sorry for conceited people, for they carry their comfort about with them XVith the help ofa surgeon he might recover and prove an ass. I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. I have eaten as many corncakes tbiscuitsl As Sampson slew Philistines-yes, and lYith the same instrument. He has eaten me out of house and home. A man of unbounded stomach. Deeds, not wordsf, The gravity and stillness of thy youth the whole world hath noted. Then she will talk, good gods, how she will talk. I would that my horse had the speed of her tongue. Circumstances alter cases. A gentle, gracious boy QKPJ, Full of all gentleness, Of sweet and quiet joy. 151

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Ivrts, N. CH.-XLKER. Miss PEAK. FRESHMEN. XV1GFr1f3LD. B,xRT1.E'rT. BUIE. BROWN, A. PATTISHALL. M ARZON I. SIMONTON. MISS BATES. Miss BROOKS. He doth, indeed, show some sparks that are lzkr wit VVhat a spendthrift he is of his tonguefl Let the world slide, I'll not budge an inch.' Her Voice was ever gentle and low 3 an exc She would not in a peremptory tone, Assert the nose upon her face her own. Comedy of Errors. Alas l They were so young, so beautiful, So lovely, loving, helpless. ellent thing in woman We all are poets when we wad a poem well. One language held l1is heart and lip. just at that age twixt boy and youth. VVhen shall we look upon his like again ? ' There are others Cbut he will not believe There's just One Girl. I want to be an angel, And with the angels stand, Or sit beside a skule marm, And hold her by the hand. 1 v i Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw. Another little private Mustered in The army of temptation And of sin. The mirror of all courtesy. Good Heavens l Get back into your cradle. As fresh as rain on cherry blossoms. My lord, he loves me well. Not like other girls. 153