Wells College - Cardinal Yearbook (Aurora, NY)

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Not only are they useful To keep falr faces Whlte Not onlv are they fetchm And evely n1a1d s dehght But also are they stylxsh And qmte the proper fad Unless you have a bonnet Your taste 1S very bad H L K Hn Old Grad's Greetmg We are conzung Alma Mater We are comxng very soon We vvlll pack ou1 trunks regoxemg For the old grad s heart turns ever To Aurora on the Lake And no months ox years of absence Her fond loyalty can shake Her college days are dearest Of all days that she has known For the sake of seeds of W1SdOI!1 That by patlent hands wele sown And for glrlxsh faneles rlpeued Into fr1endsh1ps tl led and true And for hours of fun and laufrhter That her memor1es renew When vlolets 1n Moonshlne hang Blue on 1ts rocky face Then the old grad s hea1t 1S longmg To be back 111 that dear place So We re commg Alma Mater We are cormng very soon We wlll pack our trunks reJo1c,1ng And haste to you 1D June J ULIA 107 saHBK'oo TAYLOR LIARTIIN '98 7 , . . 'Q . gs u ' 5 ' 1 ' 7 ' I4 75 7 7 K6 yy ' 7 5 . x. Y . . . Q, And haste to you 1D June. 5 - - - 9 5 7 I 5 ' 2: ' ' il ' H , , . . 7 ' ,

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The deep tragedian canst counterfeit? Quite likely on the stage thou'llt make a most tremendous hit. What, canst thou talk? Hast thou a tongue? Why then The cause of woman's suffrage marks thee for its own. Amen. But stay,-a learned doctor of the laws, Thy eloquence might charm both judge and jury to thy cause. Wouldst teach the young idea how to shoot? The sacredest of oftices, but bears the smallest fruit. What is your substance? Whereof are you made? I ask because the calling is absurdly underpaid. Up, up, my charming friend, and quit your books: You'll find that too much study's ruination to the looks. A little learning is a dangerous thing. Then why not cut it all, and turn your mind to revelling? On with the dance! Let joy be unconHn'd! Mayhap in high society your proper sphere you'll ind. But sweeter still than this, than these, than all, That lot of which as yet of course you have no thought at all. Love in thy youth, fair maid, be wise, and then If not successful just at first there's time to try again. Hence with denial vain and coy excuse! Fm sure the topic interests,--to deny it is no use. Whoever loved that loved not at first sight? The problem vexes many,-canst contrive to shed some light? Thy budding charms,-ha, ha! the wooing o't- So rare they seem, perchance some swain's already fairly caught. O fair, O chaste and unexpressive she, You can really have no notion how delightful it will be. Smooth glides the current of domestic joy. There's a rapture in the kitchen that is quite without alloy, And jellies, smoother than the creamy curd Sweet study: though substantial foods are by a man preferred. Dost like the picture, love? If so, why then The labors of my humble Muse have not been Wholly vain. And now, goodbye: my paper's out so nearly, Alas, in closing I have only room for-Yours sincerely. E HELEN TRACY PORT Sing a Song of Sun-bormcts. Oh! sing a song of sun-bonnets! A college full of girls, Each has a dainty bonnet tied Upon her braids or curls. Just when the sun is brightest, You see them everywhere, On golf-links, lake and campus, They're what the Wells girls Wear. 106 ER'

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