Philadelphia Manual Training School - US Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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QE7zz'e1f Mr. Odemztij I-WV. Odenrzff. I know your thoughts. All You do. QBe!Z1'i1zgs.j Now around the washstand band, Clean the varnish off' your hand, Spil the water, wet your shoes, We meet to-night to hear the news. QE,1fezmzf.j SCENE III.-Comer. Efzfez' Zlhgi. Is! .M'czgz'. What's the racket? 2d Magz'. I know not. M 3d Mlzgi. VVho beat the games to-day? 4fh Jlfrzgi, O horror! horror! horror! Both the home-clubs are beaten. jih Jllagi. My money, which was up ! Sorrow on sorrow. O Fate, thou art cruel. All. Such is life. Ist .7Wczgz'. We meet to-night in our dream. .ed Jllzzgi. On the bank of the stream. jd fllczgi. Where the owls SC1'S31T1. 41h Jlfazgi. Where the ice-cream. A jlh Jlifagi. Where the moonlit beam. All Well, ta, ta, So long. By-bye. Remember me, to your sister. It's your turn to bring to-morrow's problem. fExezuzz'.j

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'While the students shout and sneeze, While Du Bree takes his ease. QExez4m'.j ACT III. SCENE I.-Clzemzkrz! Lczborfrziary. Efzrezf Magz' and Pzyils. QC1':zck.j ISL' .Magi There goes the first test-tube. QSZSZ! 1 Splish lj 2423 Magi. The acid has broken my face. jd Jllzzgi. Ouch ! My hands! 4171 Illfzgi. My solution has worked its way through the bottom ofthe beaker. jrk Magi. What will mamma say? All. What a terribly dangerous school. s C.E7Zf67' PWM H67ZdH7'S0iZ.D Pffqf Heizdeyson. I commend your f6ZZ'7Z.S', So cleanse your stains. Round about the Water go, So that mamma will never know. Is! Magz'. Where go we next? 242' Ilfrzgi. To the Seventeenth Street lathes. jd .fWrzgz'. Good!! The light is best. gzfk Jlfczgi. You know the' rest. 5th Zllazgi. Well, rather. All. Well, I guess. QExeu1z!.j SCENE II.-Two dclock. .Magi worfleifzg cz! Zczztlzes. Is! Jlfzzgi. - Behold, upon the pavement. 2d Zlfrzgi. They come. yi fllczgi. The myriads are creeping down the street. 4272 Jllngi. Behold and wonder, but don't smile. .gtk Ilfagzi I would not smile for money. All. They are past. To work. ' Gather 'round the glue pot, Putin the H2 O. Hoof ofa horse, ' Fat of a cow, Hide of a snake. , 73

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OPEN LETTERS. EGYPT, Mar. 41st, 1897. E DEAH BILLIE POSTLE:-Aw, why, how dog but I must wait until to-morrow before I begin, as I am deucedly sleepy, so by-bye. FXVED. To-MORROW. We have not seen each other foh neawly a yeah, donchy know ! This is the most beastly wekhed place Ihave had the howid pleasure to be in since I left the M. T. S. The ownly good thing heah are the cigarettes and the donkeys, In this howid land the women wide on both sides of the mule, which looks beastly comical, by Gawge! They don't even have any Chistnut St., the vulgar cweatures ! Ihad the deucedly funniest experience the owther night, I dweamt a fellah named Bart fwell on me, and I woke up and found the roof had tumbled down, pon honah! I had a terrible hawd iight the other day, 'donchy know! They have big bugs they cawl locustsg well I gwabbed one of them fellahs by the collaw and tumped his twoat till he gwew black in the face. Aw !, say, good-byel I am utterly exhawsted Writing such a long lettah. Doctah would throw his chewing gum at me if he, ah, knew it. I take my fowth nap n-ow, so I 'must stop. FWEDDY. LONELYVILLE, U. S. MR. JULES MASTBAUM :-Since I left that jolly old place corner 17th and Wood, fortune has tugged away at me, till my clothes are about all tugged away. I went to the west fof Philaj till I came to a farm houseg the inmates were wig! demonstrative in their welcome, especially the dog, who took another tug. When ' 75