William Penn University - Quaker Yearbook (Oskaloosa, IA)

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EVA K. SCHAFER Secretary to ilu- President. GROVER O. HAWK B, S., Penn Uollegeg Student in University of Chicago. Instructor in Biology and Assistant Dirac toy in Athletics. CLINTON F. STAXLEY B. S., Earlham College. Physical Director for Men.

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,, t 'Zl Ftp from the meadows rieh with corn, Clear in the cool September mornt, The clustered buildings of Old Penn Stand Dear to hearts in many a land. :Round about them the campus sweeps, Tip from the hollow the old pond peeps, Fair as the garden of the Lord To the eyes .of the Nineteen-'leven hordeg On that pleasant morn ot the early fall When they first marched in at the old bellis callg Over many paths they eaine winding down, Horse and toot to the Quaker town. The Sophimore class looked on with seorn ' As they took their seats that September morn. Fp rose the Fresh man Captain then Proud of his lassies and hold brave men, Brayest of all in that Quaker town, They took up the challenge the Sophs threw d In the Purple and Gold their hopes they set, And showed that their hearts were loyal yet. Down to the pond eanie the Sophimore tread, Their haughty leaders surging ahead. The Freshmen bold there waited with ropes ln which they placed their fondest hopes. f'Start! li' out sounded the trumpetts blast, f'Pull we Did those Freshmen brave stand fast? They broke that line with a mighty smash And treated those sophs to a muddy splash! own 3 Quick as a wink the Freshmen girls, Each her silken banner unfurls, They lean tar out o'er the watery rill And shake them forth. with a royal willg Duck if you must each Soph7niore's head But save our Purple and Goldj, they said. New throbs of courage, new love for fame Into the hearts of those Freslnnen eame, The bravest nature within them stirred At their lassies' zeal and courageous wordg lt we do not duck every Sophimoreis head We'll die like dogs: Pull on W they said. All that night thru each Quaker street Sounded the joys of viet'ry sweet. All night long that banner tost Over the heads of the Soph'niore hostg Ever its bright folds rose and tell Oier the loyal Freshmen who loved it well, And thru the tree-tops, the elear moonlight Over it shone with a tond Good-night. Our work as Freshmen now is done, And many who helped us then are gone, But as Juniors we love our Purple and Gold Just as we did in the days of Old. To us it stands 'li or friendships dear, And many a day of pleasure and eheerg May the sun above never have to look down KOH 'tOur Purple and Goldv with a bit of a fro