Yale University - Sheffield Scientific School Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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FOLLIES OF 1916 S. 455 All Beware, that man will pulverize Your body into junk. R. L. C. What, waiter, hast thou never heard The story of the Hoff? How I and Rufus Scott did gird Our loins, and polish off Not one, but Waiters by the herd, In Freshman year? Wouldst scoff? Waiter It is the mighty Waiter slayer, Higginbothaml ! Me for the fast ive-forty freight to far off Gotham! ! ll Flees. Enter Count Lorenzo with Fatima. Lorenzo Ho, Higginbotham, ruler of the Garde, The king pursues e'en now, and rides as hard As ever did Arch Green! Be on your guard!! R. L. C. You said a platefull Boys, pile high the steins To soak 'em with. And fill the air with Wines, And chairs and things-for he that dines Down here knows well what Hell this place confines! A bngle call Cplayed by Lysle on the mandolinl is heard with- outfi The K. K. K. band enters playing military march, followed by king and army. King There they are. To battle, boys, and see that this game does not end in a tie. Court Jester Yes, I'm all against strip poker myself! There is a terrific battle. The battery are delayed at first by the necessity of lacing up their puttees. The count is seized 4' Oh, Well, then, if noone else will, without what?

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454 HISTORY OF 1916 S. We will go to Mexico, but will never, Never, NO, We will NEVER learn to turn our column three ll Company attempts to turn column three. General confusion. Cannon goes off, killing captain. Beautiful Chorus Girl Three cheers for the boys in brown!! Cheers. American flag falls. All point at it. Audience remains seated. Ofjicer: Freeebeeeer at-Garde! Battery charges down road. QCurtainj ACT III Scene: The slums of a great city. Interior scene in Hotel Garde dining room. Vicious apaches from Academic '16 are seated about, drinking absinthe. Rough looking customer is having row with waiter over the bill. Rough Looking Customer CHigginbothamj sings You pie eyed, skimy, Greasy, slimy G???!!! QQQQ ?'Z?Q2C2 G??!!Q-it Waiter lout! If I should land You with this hand, They'd have to blast it out. On this appears Four dozen beers, 1 And t'Was but three, old scout. All Yes, only three, no doubt! Waiter One keg contains four dozen beers, And that's what he has drunk. A Rough Looking Customer I never drink but thirty-six At once, you dago hunk. 1 For code, see Class Secretary.

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456 HISTORY OF 1916 S. and bound. Somebody leans against the building and it collapses. General confusion, Cord Meyer sailing over head in an aeroplane Qimaginary optic illusionl and dropping bombs yilled with air collected in the Byers Hall grill. Prime Minister To the interfraternity council for trial ll Q Curtain J ACT IV Scene in the Council Chambers. In the background is the student council table, with twelve cobweb hung chairs, in the last one of which the janitor lies asleep. Hee Dulaney is passionately addressing the council on the question of firing Pres. Hadley. In the foreground is the Interfraternity Coun- cil, headed by Justice Scott. The ancient sage QCarl Wiede- rnannb sits on the right, and craftily strokes his long 'white beard. King and court are at trial of the count. The orchestra plays a solemn chant. Court Jester Stop at the second bar, leader. I know the bar tender. Prime Minister Let all be silent-as silent as Saturday night in Academic! Sage, read the charges. Sage, stroking beard craftily It is hereby charged against the well-known Count Lorenzo: That he has been seen coming out of Alderman 's on Sunday afternoons. That he is the man Who Wrote the Y. M. C. A. circulars. That he privily informed the police who did the snowballing on the Way to Sloane Lab. . That he did abduct the fair Fatima in such a clumsy manner as to make possible her rescue and return. Mob ' Ahhhhhhrrrrrrrhhhhhhhrrrrrrrhhhhhrrrrrr ! ! I I !