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editor. It made its first appearance on Novem
ber loth, 1874, and contained a programme of
the Fifteenth Anniversary of the C. L. S. It
also contained a well written article on "Mem
ory," by one of the professors of the college.
An article on " Man's Influence upon Man,"
by a student ; another article on " Our Native
Silk Worms," by Prof. William A. Iluckhout,
and several other articles of interest. The
paper throughout showed a live energetic
movement among the students.
If old England, from her stolen lands and
blood-stained hills and cod-fish ponds, looks
on our sunny clinics and free shores with as
stolid a look as England from his lofty perch
in the college vineyard. No wonder the
Democrats swell protection's ranks. There's
England watching every avenue and lord of
all we survey, while every mother's son of us
stand round reading bulletins by sunlight.
And thou 'who rulest the vineyard by sunlight
teach us to read by moonlight, lest our steps
be directed toward unhallowed ground.
There's free trade over there. Four plucked
rows for four empty rows; yes boys, there's a
free trade over there! As we with watering
lips and an inward desire stand round, we see
the bulletins, the defiant look of old England,
standing over the clustering stems of life, and
Hurrah, the Preps. are coming around
the end! Good bye free trade, good bye!
Loaded clown with grapes and stems ! Good
bye free trade, good bye!
CREMATIO A PREPIS AB CLASE '92.
Collegio Status Pennsylvania!
Palvus ad pulverem eineris ad einertnn
In a dungeon, in a stone pile,
I wed a lonely, lanky chap.
11e was mournful, his feet were wilful,
And his name WAS A Pe-Rep.
THE FREE LANCE.
Chorus:—Oh my wretched, Oh my A
Oh my wretched A Pe-1
You are lost and gone fore
Dreadful sorry A Pe-Rei
Lean he was and sometimes cranky,
And at base-hall made base hits;
lie was yoppy, whiskers croppy,
And was good in rifle l'its.
Rode his pony to the class-room
Every morning just at ten,
But that pony slim and bony,
lie will never ride again.
blut he floundered, then he foundered
While at work in class one day ;
On his brain was found a-" layin "
l'nrt of Newcomb's Algebra.
On a ball ground, on n campus,
You may see his box of pine.
We will burn him, yes, we'll burn bin
Gather up his ashes fine.—Chorus.
NEN I A
[Time; Old Grime's,)
A worthy Prep has passed away.
Well, happy may he be,
I re's gone to where all good Preps go
A lucky clog is he,
Now when he came to P. S. C.,
A chromo rich and rare,
I le was as green as grass in May,
Ilnd hayseed in his hair.
'Twits not long ere he a swell
And dude did prove to he :
His clothes were of the latest cut,
A masher too was he.
Ile was a lad both good and bad,
A lad both true and kind;
If e'er you sought a chicken thief
No better could you find.
Ile's left his Prepdom dwelling place
No more he'll there abide;
I le's gone where there's no study boo
To a home on College Side.