Oberlin College - Hi-O-Hi Yearbook (Oberlin, OH)

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T' UUSNIYHIAL BLISS: UR, TIIREIG YEARS Al 'l'l'!R. AL YOUIYCQ, '07, COACH llIil4IRI,IN TRACIK TICADI. 'HIL F 1 ima: ll,flc'l'c', nh wlrvru, are the verdant Fl'l'S1lHIf'l1? Wlierc, oh where. are the olcl Alumni? VVhcrc, oh where, are the clear Alumni? Where, on where, :ire the good Alumni? Lost now in thc world of sin. They are Il prey to the world's temptations. 'l'licy :irc zi prey to the world'S temptations. 'l'lu-y :irc :i prey to the worlcl's temptations. Gone now from Oberlin. . r

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MIXRRIED-APl'll 29, 1902, Miss Mary Barbour Whitman to Mr. Lucien Thompson l Varnar. In this windy prairie town of 800 people, having buildings averaging up with, if not beyond those of Oberlin, and a business in many ways as large, and being only two and a half years old, with parsonage buildings, plant improvements, holding the church together, and picking up the piecesg with attending funerals and services ten to ' ' ' f.lf tsmstome twenty-five miles away, the thing most representative o myse is, 1 ee , except, of course in the certainty of striking, a streak of chain lightning. . WALTER E. LAMPHEAR. O. T. S. ,99, O. C. ,0I. Geddes, S. D. Dr. Luce fto Miss Severancej: How many generations you must have seen come and go ! . Miss Holmes: If the day of prayer is on Thursday, why do they have meetings on Wednesday and Friday? Miss Miller, 'o4: Why, it takes one day to get ready for it and one to get over it. Miss Luce, going to chapel with her usual pile of books, was advised: You ought to go not as a beast of burden, but as a beast of prey. Miss Ray: You are young, Mr. MacMillen. When you are older you will know better. Little Mac: Oh, come now! 'You're kidding me. Miss Hardy and Miss Leggatt were out walking last fall and on seeing a sur- veyor's instrument across the street, Miss Hardy said eagerly: Hurry up, Clarag we don't want to get into that picture. Warth's idea of baseball-as Miller '04 goes home on an error, he exclaims: There, he snuck in. Clifton, while saying farewell to Miss Toole on Webster's porch, accidentally leans against the door-bell button. His consternation may be imagined by some, per- haps, when Mrs. Webster appears at the door. If you wish to find your meeting after chapel you must learn to box the compass. The day he left on the Glee Club trip, Sam Hotchkiss wrote this chemistry formula on the blackboard: KI + 2S:KISS. Miss Fette, '05: March is a short month in Kansas, because the wind blows two or three days out of every week. 23

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The Legend of la mbard a. Poet of Algiers and His Travels lleing an epic poem in nine hooks 0 and composed according to none of 1, w .N . . the rules which in the unenhghtened 6 ages were supposed to govern that H sort of composition, having a hegin- IZQMJ X-W ning, since, forsooth, it must begin, ' aff' and an ending since hy the limits of this hook and hy a kind Providence it must end, written in various and , sundry irregular meters. Gratefully dedicated to whomso- ever may graciously please to read it. K... BOOK I CANTO I. The poet feels an im- pulse tn conzmunicatc 'wilh kindred souls. wlzirlz iizzfmlsc nmwx him In lrawl. There was a poet of Algiers, Extremely knowing for his years. It chanced upon a fine spring day This poet to his stecd did say. Pegasus, 'tis time we journeyed 'l'o visit dwellings of the learned. XVC know hy heart all Euclid's rules, And doctrines of Platonic schools: 'l'would he so sweet to sympathize XVith others who like us are wise, NVho love the prohlems mathcmatic, And scan exactly meters Attic. So hear me to a classic town The farthest known hy its renown. 25