Fredericksburg College - Quips and Quibbles Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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QUIPS AND QUIBBLES Page 83 T was Saturday night, and Bobbie sat on the front door step with his Steady, who according to custom had brought out a Few things which delight the inner man. After disposing of his fifth saucer of ice cream, along with a Little cake, he bade Her the Usual moon¬ light farewell, and departed, for it was eleven-thirty, and he would have only a short time in which to prepare his Greek, Latin, Math, English and Physics for Monday. But Bobbie never allowed the Lesson Question to Bother him; he was fortunate in Believing that he owned more than his Share of brains, and lessons went easy. In fact, Bobbie put himself down as a very accomplished Fellow; he could Play Ball, rush a Girl, he knew how to tie a Necktie, he could rattle the chin music—even when no one was listening—he could chew, smoke, and use a few Big words that didn’t mean anything in Particular, and, what was more to the Point, he could make Some of the Professors think he knew something about his lesson. We will state briefly of her that she was neither blonde nor brunette, nor what the girls call Really Pretty, but she was the Sort of a Girl the Boys all call Fetching. She did not run with the Common Crowd, but to quote Rudyard, was “ ’Sclu- sively” the Pick of the flock. Now, Bobbie’s head was large, some, because he thought he had Her on his String, and it was on the Strength of this Belief that Bobbie had bet the Other fellows a quarter’s worth of two-fers against her accepting any one’s invitation to the Annual Banquet before his Bid had come in. This sounded Big and did not pull him too Hard. This Banquet was Something More, and was always the occasion for an assemblage of the Madding Crowd, for the Purpose of Merriment, and to Eat a Little. Great was the rivalry among the Sports as to who should take Some Girls. So Bobbie sent in his bid along with the other fellows’, and waited Patiently a Favorable reply. But an hour crept away, and no Reply came. Bobbie began to feel Shaky. A whole day passed, and Bobbie commenced to Shuttle his Slim stock of Ready Money. Caesar’s Ghost! what if she had Ditched him for the Other

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Page 82 College [A Reyei When the burnished gates of heaven In the golden west we see, When the gloaming of the evening, Casts its shade o’er vale and tree; When October’s jeweled frost Crowns the forest leaves with gold, And the robins to their southland Homeward tlv from winter’s cold, Then our thoughts are prone to wonder Back again to days of yore, When we waved farewell to mother, To return to school once more. College days!—how long we cherish Memory of them ’neath our breast! Held fore’er in sacred keeping, Hays of all our life the best— There we formed our youthful friendships, Ties we never shall forget, Made beneath the trees, magnolias, When the grass with dew is wet; Then we vowed to one another That as long as life should last, Not a shadow of suspicion On our friendship should be cast. QUIPS AND QUIBBLES Days College days! When play and study Of our lives took each a share, And tomorrow’s recitations Was the greatest of our care; Then we puzzled over Virgil, Over Greek and English too, And our hearts were always lighter With our mathematics through; There our characters were builded In that dear old College Hall, Where they taught us Truth and Honor Must be master over all. But those College days are over, And in mem’ry only last; They are drifting far behind us, They are written on the past, But they could not last forever, Brightest suns must sometimes set, Sweetest days of life have vanished; Shall our mem’ry e’er forget? For our last commencement’s over, We have gone our separate ways, We have bid farewell to those Dear old, happv, college days. L. P. R.

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Pag e 84 QUIPS AND QUIBBLES A Fable of College Life Fellow! But why think of the Impossible—there were no Other-there were only Two Flies in the Honey. Just then a note of the Gushing kind was brought to him with the Consoling news that, though Dreadfully sorry, she had Just made a Date with the Other fellow. And the Other Fellow Kindly Dropped in to Tell him about it. Well, a quarter wasn’t so Many, and he never allowed the Money question to bother him, But-. The Banquet night came, the Madding crowd came; Rations and Fun were there in Plain Sight, so were She and the Other Fellow, but Bobbie—where was Bobbie? C. H. M., ’02. TO ALICE Dear little girl with dreamy eyes A deeper blue than summer skies, I love thee more than any one Was ever loved beneath the sun. If I could only tell mv love, My constancy to thee could prove, And could but know if you love me, Of mortals I’d the happiest be. But words, my darling, fail to tell The love that you must know so well, So give to me thy trusting heart And say that we need never part.