Mary Baldwin College - Bluestocking Yearbook (Staunton, VA)

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Christmas Holidays. ' Tis not amiss to give a line To M. B. S. at Christmas time, The time when all rules were laid by, And hearts were light, and spirits high, When banished was all dignity. And in its place was jollity. The walls, which seemed grim and austere, Contained a deal of Christmas cheer- That spirit which pervades the air At yule-tide in lands everywhere. For forty maids of M. B. S. Who most inventive brains possess, W ho always make the best of things, No matter what Dame Fortune brings, Decided not to wail and moan. Because they were away from home ; Instead, to make this one December A time forever to remember. Success was theirs without a doubt, As you ' ll agree when you find out The many pleasures unalloyed. That those remaining ones enjoyed, And none indeed will so far go To say our holidays were slow. First was the game of basket-ball, At Staunton ' s famed athletic hall. Where teams of equal might and strength Engaged in contests of great length ; And if it was a trifle rough, We did not think we ' d seen enough

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Until the game was really done, And though we cared not which side won, We gave the winning side their due, And cheered a hearty cheer or two. The following night, an undertaking Not of our own original making. But one which is of old renown, Where rag and tag and velvet gown, And other styles of like array, Down in the gym did hold full sway ; I ' m sure there never was more hearty, Wholesome, frolicking, tacky party. The boxes now began to come. And each and every girl had one. So, many an oft-repeated feast Gave pleasure not at all the least ; The love of feasting we can trace Down from the most primeval race, For ever since time first began. There ' s always been an inner man. We never did have time for rest. For, after that, all fancy drest. To trip the light fantastic toe, Down in the ball-room (?) all did go. From gay soubrette to queen so fair, All other personages were there ; Some of them were of famous note. And others were of names remote ; It mattered not, when oft was seen A courtier dancing with his queen. And thus the hours soon were past Until the curfew tolled at last, When knights and ladies homeward went,