SUNY at Fredonia - Fredonian Yearbook (Fredonia, NY)

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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

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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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W' HE 01 s had safelv accomplished their historic Journey through Laona and Shumla, and hav- . ing ascended the hills of Aikwiight they picnicked beside the falls. The even tenor of the day g- . was only interrupted by a few trifling incidents, such as the absconding of the treasurer, the F -- simultaneous disappearance of the luncheon pies and several prominent Zetesians, and the precipitation of a venturesome party of explorers over the falls. Though seemingly a most unfortunate accident the last-named event is entered in the annals of class history as a prodigy, showing wherein the gods favor 1901 above '00, '02, and all other classes of the F. N. S. This is how it came to be so regarded. Among the rocks at the foot of the cliff, the rescuing party discovered a cavern from whence issued the sound of rustling leaves and the prophetic strains of a sibyl. Here, then, was presented a rare opportunity for the class to learn what of weal and woe, of honor and distinction, of glory and success, lay before them in the closely veiled future. Ventum erat ad liinen cum virgo, ' Poscere fata Tempus ait l As a sufficient propitiatory offering the class yell rang out and then the long array of 1901 entered the cave, headed by Baldwin and Newberry as being most familiar with those romantic regions. To each favored one, as he entered, the sibyl handed a leaf whereon, in characters unintelligible to any save stu- dents of second year Greek, was inscribed his destiny. It is not known th at the leaders of the line of march received such souvenirs. But, be that as it may, fate has since dealt kindly with the two, one a country parson, the other a widower twice emancipated. The first one favored by the sibyl was a petite young maid, whose scroll was thus inscribed- Thou follower of Ascalaphus, with mortar and pestal let your future life be inseparably connected. Therein lie fame and fortune for you-Take Springerfs Golden Relief. WHAT BEFEL THE CLASS OF 1901. Q, A 26