Rush Medical College - Pulse Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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Uhe eoids ooboo I--E. S. wiki may Q, ri. 1. to Rush coiiege came, Qiilg ,L-,, 9,1 VVithout his pa's advice: GQ A ,fy 4 Cf Of course he saw Chicago, . 2 For his father had the price: 041, St y: W But when examination came, Ar c 2, He dldn't know a thing. Q1 'ff ,pls ' The Professor he took him by the arm, ff' by fhfyfg And in his ear did sing: ui CBM' Do, do, my D. -I. do. do: '-ill' V -'C lt's clear that you're a hoodoo. Z You've fooled awav your eight long months, And now l'lI tell you what you do. Do. do, my D. .l. do, do. ' Come back again next year, And if you're pa still has the price, You'll surely find us here. . II. -IINDDICI' A Middler with a pony sat And copied every line: Of course he thought it pretty smooth To have it down so Hne: But when he got his paper back, He didn't beam with pride: For written in plain English there, lll. - ECIUOI' A Senior let his whiskers grow, And said just one more time And l will be a brilliant star, This note he found inside: Placed in this world to shine: 1- DO, do, mv Mgddlery do, do, But when the term was nearly done You see welre on to you, do: lie got ,H note 0119 dHY, You thought yourself right in it, FWHS 51SH6d,bY the Pl'0fCS501'. But your pony was a hoodoo, you do: And thl5 to hlfn did 5357 DO, do, my Micldler, do, t-10, TDD- do, my bemor. dv, do, Yvou See youu-E not the hero' Xour whiskers are a hoodoo: So just to play this on the square, W'e'll mark you now a zero. IV. - jfitlale You Medios are a queer old crew, You have such funny ways: The Seniors hate the Middlers, And the Middlers the D. jfs: But it won't make much difference When it comes to cure a case, VVhether you have whiskers Or just a clean smooth face: but, Do, do, my Medics, do, do, The world is far from true do: So don't go out and starve to death, But do others or they'll you do: Do, do, my Medics, do, Say nothing but saw wood, And when you do a patient, Don't forget to do him good. 174 You better take and air your face, ll might help your gray matter to Do, do, my Senior, do, do: Once more is the proper caper, And then you're sure to tinish, if You write the proper paper. do

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receptors ekk-.aw QE!! If za J RHCEPTQRS, they are whiskered things Which, long before the flood, Attended Rush, wore angel-wings, Invariably stood The nrst or second in the class, kk Gave Valedictories, too: Q-3,7 Such things as theaters they would pass, They'd never smoke or chew. l Q9 They all tell tales of such a kinclg Q Hut some day when you see D Your old preCeptor's vhzmz, you'll find Their statements don't agree. He'll tell how they tlunked Prexyls chair, And of their scrapes and sprees- Ah, they had sowed their oats, that pair. And near lost their degrees. So you can wink the other eye And call your Doctor down, And ask him how much paint to buy To do this wicked town. all if PF PF Dk Pk Flf Sli And when certificates you tile, You'll End you've not been fooled, For your preceptor's flattering style XYill settle Mr. Gould. 3' il Benjamin 1Rusb Patriot and Physician he is named. How well those titles seem to link! No clash Is felt to speak of one who thus is famed. We picture him ai man of thoughtgno rash, Impetuous adventurer: but one W'ho long had studied life, and in whose breast The love of liberty was strong. A son Of Freedom-called to lead the rest. 173

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1 Ky GJ o 61. 6. u 2555? QLi'f?,i'5tmVm es.azf:?f2iitt'itsM.53s 3ust like 1Dim And now the wily Doctor, Instead of taking his ease, Is sitting up both night and day, To invent some new disease. il 5' 9 1barb luck A Middler had a little book, Its leaves were white as snow, He wrote his answers in it, SO he'd be sure and know: He took the book to school with him, To help in the exam., Hut a spotter stood behind him And it wasn't worth a d-fl 175