SUNY at Fredonia - Fredonian Yearbook (Fredonia, NY)

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THE UFUDGERSJ' What means this strange, mysterious look They hasten quickly down the hall, On all these students' faces? And in room T they tarry, Though Dana's tap has just been heard And in a cupboard safely hide They are not in their places. At last, at quarter after two, They gather round the pan. Put in thesugar and the milk As quickly as they can. The paper bags they carry. Then back into the study-room They go with faces beaming. To make fudge in this Normal School A Takes quite a little scheming. V And then-flt makes me turn quite pale To contemplate their sin.j Upon a ringstand firm and strong They set their gleaming tin. 24 '

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The entire party soon became very proficient in the science and art of bluffing and the rules and reg- ulations of the Postal Department. Higher authority could then, and still can, be consulted on all such su bjects, on a inoinentls noTice Cto pupils, of coursej. The fall of 1899 brought rather inoze recruits that that season ofthe year is wont to do. A Leafej was added to the scene, and with it returned a delightful Hfajunt and Miles of beauty. A tall and stately Forest of a. year's previous growth shaded the way, and became source of much annoyance to some less fortunate su bjects. A But- the Storms came, the seal grew rough, and the voyagers longed To-b-in in their father's house. Days of gloom, however, faded into fairer ones ere SOIHQ-3I'lS days were done, and soon the regiment joined the Advance Guard. Many difficulties attended our final organization. Several members were attending at sociable at the Science Sphere, and forgot to send regrets. The worst. foes, however, were the L.E.ments, which were so badly disposed that our assembly was a brilliant failure. The brilliancy appeared when flames of fire leaped forth from a burning factory and utterly destroyed all the decorum of our convention. Our class colors will probably be Violet. and Brown, a Vera deep Dye of the latter being preferred by the majority. Judging from our past- trials and conquests, we are now prepared to face every danger without flinching, and when June comes we'll tender a warm recept-ion to the Senior class of 1900. E M TO A PITCH PIPE. Oh, my pretty nickel pitch pipe! When I hear the children singing How my ears with rapture greet Do ti do re mi re do, Thy shrill answer to my whisper, Thy clear note I oft distinguish, When my lips thy surface meet! And I love to 1iSiCI1 SO! I Life, alas! is full of sorrows, Ten short weeks and then we part, So I weep and hold thee closer, Clasped unto my beating heart. -E. S. 23

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Those Wicked people needed fire- The hardened wretches ate the fudge The hour was getting late- Indeedg they called it fine. Then-horrible! They lit the gas It did not last so very long, Belongmg fo fhe Sfafe! Divided among nine. The bell has sounded-off they go. Ye gods and little fishes! These people who had planned so well Forgot to Wash their dishes I Who is there now who does not know The moral of this tale is clear, The sequel so heartrendingP And easy to be seen. And stealing is a dreadful sin Just heed the good professors words- To greater evils tending. Please keep your tables clean. 25