Nebraska Wesleyan University - Plainsman Yearbook (Lincoln, NE)

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THE COYOTES 2 A class there was, and that a worthy class, That from the times that long ago have passed. Within her glorious golden liveries dight She foughOjfor all that ' s good and true and right. She neither shunned, nor feared the hostile band. But marched with dauntless tread within their land Where many winds her flaming banner flung. The prowess of her noble sons the bards have sung: Their deeds of brawn and brain — ah yes, and heart, For versed are they in the use of Cupid ' s art, The grace and beauty of her daughters fair Were not surpassed by Helen — that so rare. And when dark clouds of danger hovers near, They enter the fight with ne ' er a thot of fear. But come, oh music, if power to thee ascribed, Ares great enough to spread her glories wide. And sing aloud the praise of the Junior class- Tell fun and fact of every lad and lass. Yell: Rackety cax, co-ax, co-ax Rackety cax, co-ax, co-ax 1908, the quality ' s straight Sis-s-s-s. boom!! Ah-h-h-h.

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22 THE COYOTE A NEXT YEAR SENIOR

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24 THE COYOTE The splendor of the Juniors will never fade, While they are led by such a cratfy maid As Mattie Currier, of facutly fame. She came to Wesleyan to change her name, Athletics is her special college course, Of Junior information she ' s the source ; Her daily office hours are not a few To give the faculty all an interview, She ' s faithful consul of the Willard girls And added glory each new year unfurls. A fond companion of dame Wisdom ' s ways Has been Mr. Kiechel from his earliest days. While yet a babe, the joy of his small heart Was seeking his great knowledge to impart. The purpose of the babe, the youth retains, So sought our halls where great Minerva reigns. And here he joys in litera -y clever, While devouring text books from cover to cover. Well versed is he in lectures, art and song. And safely guides the lecture course along. A fair female with gentle grace adorned Is Jessie Gilman,— bright as a summer ' s morn : Bewitching eyes peep out beneath dark brows Nor ever pit} to her victim allows. She ' s ready to cheer for the class of Nineteen- eight Whether it be in games or in debate. On the Junior staff she helps to make things whirl ; Too glad to call herself a Willard girl, And hopes to live when college life is done In California, land of the setting sun. In all your wanderings ' round this world of care A second Anna Dar nall you ' ll find nowhere— A girl so calm and quiet— so meek and mild. You ' d almost be surprised if e ' re she smiled. She loud bemoans her fate ' tis strange to say, For she ' d been a man if she had had her way, . ' For men can talk and they wont ' notice it. But when a woman talks, they take a fit, ' A loyal member of Theophania And secretarv of Y. W. C. A.