Saint Marks School - Lion Yearbook (Southborough, MA)

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l HOBART CHATFIELD-TAYLOR Yale Chat inclines to disorganization, Tends to swing and syneopation: Alone in the dim light Of the Sixth Form Room at night, He glides dreamily along To some dissipated song, And, with a graceful motion of the hips, Dips. Hockshop also deserves to be Numbered in the Unholy Three. More of his activities we might trace, But there is not sufficient space: For in so small a scope We cannot hope To cope With Chatfield-Taylor. STEPHEN RUssELL CooK Princeton He is small and stringy and pink, An odd-looking gink! And what is odder yet, He likes to swing on the clarinet. And thus it is hardly surprising or strange That he should prefer Messrs. Hudson- deLange To the noise Macle by the long underwear boys At Symphony Hall. But most amazing of all Is the fact that he, a reprobate Of excellent standing in theTriumvirateg Should room with anything so sinister As a would-be minister. 20 .

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ALBERT CAMERON BURRAGE, 3RD JOHN GIBB CAnnAm' Harvard Yale For many years with casual eye. Drums beat, flags fly! VVC simply passed our Vammy by. General Smuts is passing by! And teased him only when he chose You can tell him any day, To snap his lingers or rub his nose. Right away, We were content to restrict his fame By his military bearing, To nights when the Ifrclniing Tl'fl7lSC'I'I.llf And his regimental swearing. cameg By his dcbonair But suddenly, with great surprise, Air, We began to notice our Cammy's size: And his neatly parted hair. And hardly would one be growing warm But if, knowing this, you still To call him the biggest in the form - Clan't distinguish him at will, For though you think him small and do- Remember that John Smuts enjoys cile, A place among the Superior Boys. VVe wish to state that Cam's Colossal! 19

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I SAMUEL ITICHMOND DORRANCE PTI.71I'Pf071 Righteous, reverend, muscle-bound Dor- ranee Holds all evil in abhorrence: Never has a word like damn Issued from the mouth of Sam. But let us warn you at the start That Revvy has a cruel heart, And if he ever shook your hand You very soon would understand. Picture please, if you are able, The figure Sammy cuts at table. Should a plate of muffins chance To fall within his darting glance, His eyes with fiendish joy dilate, His fingers poise above the plate - You 'd think he would some manners show, And leave at least one bun, but no! He'll eat the cover and the stuffin' Of every slngle blessed muffin. FRANKLIN HENRY ELLIS, JR. Yale Out of the ranks of babes and sucklings By no means one ofthe ugly ducklings, Came this prodigy of tender age. He will fly into a passionate rage If you remind him How few years are behind him, And he will ask in hurt surprise, Rolling his big round Cantor eyes, What is it I have got That other boys have not?', Straight hair, A still smooth cheek. Soft voice, Very meek. I 1 I