Ohio College of Dental Surgery - Alethian Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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SOME DRASTIC QUESTIONS. Welre all aware that Anna Held Exactly what John Drew, But what weld like to know is just How much coin Kryle Bellew. Does Hackett cut the ice he did? Does Tony Pastor pray? If you canlt answer these, perhaps, Our old friend Edna May. Does Lillian Russell through her lines? ls Ciccy Loftus tall? 15 Sothern cold by nature, and When Primrose did he fall? IS Mansfield tract-able? If 50, Can he be called a plot? Would Goodwin be a bad one if Gillette him? Maybe not. But all these questions simple are Compared with this, to me: Was Mayerbeer a relative Of Mr. Beerbohn Tree? You must rock the baby, His mother sternly said ; Johnny got a lot of stonese Of course, the baby's dead. 127 There was an old maid in Peru Who thirty-One languages knew ; With one pair of lungs She worked thirty-two tongues; I don't wonder shels single, do you? Three is a crowd, and there were threee He, the parlor lamp, and she. Two is a company, and! no doubt That is why the lamp went Out CUTE LITTLE WILLIE. Little Willie wrecked a traine Many innocents were slain! Papa said, when Willie ran: What a happy little man! Little Willie put some poison in his papals tea; Little VVilliels papa died in great agony. Mamma sighed and looked quite vexed, Then she said: llDear, clear! what next ?ll Little Willie hung his sister; She was dead before they missed her! Little Williels full of tricks. Ailft he cute? Hels only six! I now take my pen in hand To tell the solemn fact to all: The night falls, but doesn't break, The morning breaks, but doesnlt fall.

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min $113 QBahen $utket t Down to DateJ How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood When fond recollection presents them to view; The orchard, the meadow, the dear tangled wildwood, And all the loved spots that my infancy knew. Yet one thing I can but recall with a shudder- I wonder I live now the story to tell: Of how I oft drank from the 01d oaken bucket, The germ-breeding bucket that hung in the well, How 0ft as a boy, when returning from working, I came from the meadows where long I had toiled, And seized the rude bucket where microbes were lurking, T0 drink of the water, unfiltered, unboiled! REFRAIN. I have caught typhoid, marasmus, 0r measles; I wonder that ever I lived to grow up, For using that unhygienic old bucket Instead of employing a sterilized cup. I thought it was sweet from the brim to receive it; The draught so refreshing could not fail to please; Ah, foolish I was, for I could not believe it; That water no doubt contained germs of disease. tTwas strange that in days of my earliest childhood The bells of the village had not toiled my knell For drinking bacteria out Of that bucket, The non-sterile bucket that hung- in the well. The old oaken bucket, the germ-laden bucket The death-dealing bucket that hung in the well.

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Else universal 1Dabit I saw her go shopping in stylish attire And she felt Of her belt At the back. Her walk was as free as a springy steel wire, And many a rubberneck turned to admire As she felt Of her belt At the back. She wondered if all the contraptions back there Were fastened just right-ltwas an unceasing care, 50 she felt Of her belt At the back. I saw her at church as she entered her pew, And she felt Of her belt At the back. She had on a skirt that was rusty and new, And didnlt quiteiknow what the fastenings might do, So she felt Of the belt At the back. She Edgetecl round while the flrst prayer was said, She fumbled about while the first hymn was read, 0, she felt Of her belt At the back. Jack told her one night that he loved her like mad, And she felt Of her belt At the back She didn't look sorry, she didn't look glad-h She looked like she thought, thell, that wasn't so bat, And she felt Of her belt At the back. '3 But-well, I donlt think ltwas a great deal of harm, For what should the maiden have found but an arm When she felt For her belt At the back? SeniorhllBill writes me that he will draw $100 per. Scrub- Per what ? Senior- Perhaps.