Mary Baldwin College - Bluestocking Yearbook (Staunton, VA)

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Then there ' s Psyc and French and Dutch, A trio, friends, beware to touch You might learn to parlez-vous, But Psyc and Dutch you ' ll ever rue. Now if to you it ' s been made clear And Baldwin ' s still you do not fear, Listen for that bell ' s ding dong And come and join the happy throng. Margaret May Weatherly.

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A Waxh to % IHtap Girls, if on pleasure you are bent, ' Tis not the place you should be sent. And if it ' s here you ' re after fun, Baldwin Sem you ' d better shun. There ' s history first you ' ve got to tackle. And with a Riddle you ' ll have to grapple. Such as old CBdipus ne ' er could guess. When it the Sphinx on him did press. O ye gods ! here ' s to Latin ! Up, you get each early matin. For, stri(i er does this teacher wax. And her rules are never lax. Lit is here and it ' s no cinch ; As with it you try to clinch. Wilder yet you tear your hair; You would skip it if you dare. Then old Math uplifts his head ; You ' ve been wishing he was dead. Truly Hardy one must be If the daylight he would see.

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|T was Sunday morning. She sat on the Davenport in the front Hall and waited for the church Bell, She wore her Gray hat and looked Huff(y) as her eyes wandered to the Pretty Green Bowers on the campus. She longed for a Holliday and secretly envied the Gray squirrels and the White Hare. Oh ! for the fresh Ayer, the Brooks and the Woods of the West. She was tired of the Hull business: the Rison Bell rang too early, the Graham Pancakes were never Gude and what was Moore, the faculty had said : No Boes and no Kable or mail com- munication. She had dreamed of Jack-ell Knight. She wondered if the Hardy, Stout, Young fellow would be in his place on the church steps this morning. Oh ! that he would lay down his new sword and Hazard using a Penn She Heard a noise and a Savage creature stalked into the Hall. It looked like a Crane, but had Finns and long Hare and its Crofoot carried a Hammer and a ball of Clay. You know me, said the hideous creature, but the Knox hat did not respond, I am called Examination. I usually appear at Baldwin on Friday. I was once Pretty, Wise and Gude, my Kraft was that of Carpenter, and it brought me a Gold Coiner too. But when the Storm came and the Frost touched the Vineyard; I moved across the Levvy to a Vilder spot and built me a Goodloe Ruff hut among the Thorns and Stones over by the Timberlake. Williams and Johns houses are there, but I don ' t care a Whitmore than if they were not. I spend my time better; I torture the Seminary girl. She can only Dodge me for a few days. She Shields herself behind a book and works like a Turk, the Loeb of her Wright ear Burns and her face turns many Hughes. Here the creature drew from his Vest pocket a Penn and a Page of test-paper. I am going to give you a Riddle and if you are not