William Smith College - Pine Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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,tri r , AW-W lQv.A l Proved Woman's Ability to rule even though it be Student Government. Ye voices that arise, As the sound of the study bell dies, With direst gloom my trembling heart ye fill. Go, breathe into the ear Thy accents, too much cheer Thy lusty tones awake upon the hill. Ye girls who walk at night Return ere ten doth strike, Or trouble, surely, I will make for you, No error will I pass Lights out for every lass, jude's easy hours, you bet, are mighty few. 114

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Set for all students an example of perpetual motion. Soberly, steadily, .Skillfully, readily, Hazel crochets Presents for all her friends. Patterns she begs and lends Naught her dismays. Three cheers for the rarity, Of such Christian charity! Rescued the perishing! When e'er the girls observing go, to old Geneva High They stop awhile at Mary's house, she hands them out some pie. Mary gives them white bread, Mary gives them cake, She feeds the starving Senior Class, and she knows how to bake! I I 3

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PUT FORTH A SHINING LIGHT ON THE RIDGE Now it came to pass in the latter days of 1916 Cat the time when Brownie reigned supreme upon the Ridge Board even over six other membersj that in those days as she sat in judgment over all buddingliterary genius, both great and small, calamity fell upon the whole Board. For eight days the Editor wept and tore her hair but on the ninth day she took heart and went unto her classmates, all wise beyond their day and generation, to take council. And when she was come before their presence she exclaimed: What is to become of the Ridge, for lo, even in this month we have not enough material to fill half the pages? Then with one accord answered the Seniors, Go unto Sarah and ask from her a sonnet which shall make all other poetry contemptible to the eye and shall make the Ridge famous throughout all gener- ations. This did the Editor, and pursued Sarah, day after day, until at last the sonnet was finished. And lo, when it was taken before the Board and even unto the oiiice of the dean it passed immedi- ately. The Editor wept for joy. Into the Ridge it went and all that read it were amazed and the glory of it spread from one end of the campus to the other. It delighted the hearts of the professors even unto the youngest member of the faculty and great was the fame of its author throughout the college. Then the Editor calmly sat back in her chair and yawned a sigh of relief. The days of her worry were over, for she had found in the class of 1916 one who could poem even as Shakespeare never poemed and straightway Sarah became a light to lighten the Ridge throughout our last semester. 115