1916 Cedrus Yearbook

19 L'Envoi And now to you I bid a sad farewell 0gentle readers of the Cedrus dope; And ere my neck shall stretch in some stout rope I fain would write you how my luck befell. A boyhood friend of mine I love him well With many a word of blarney and soft soap Beguiled me into borrowing from him This typewriter which he could never hope To use, for as you write, the letters dim Keep crumbling one by one, bang-crash-bing. Unless you stop and mend the useless thing. The alphabet will soon become so slim That not a single word can you complete; Once touched a key lies helpless at your feet. II But now at last I'm thru; and friends know well, That if the letter L comes loose again, I'll write a dash instead, -ike that, and then— But hark; M broke; I heard her when she fe- - I'-- use a dot instead,but -list the kne-- Of J is to--ing; soon he'-- break and -o An & wi-- have to fi-- his vacant shoes. 0-d E and Fare cracking when they go We'-- use these two(*?),ch**r up,dont g*t th* b-u*s And wh*n I us* th* do--ar .ark' y-- know ThatR in hast* has -*?t this ?ick-* wo$-d; In th* hav*n o? -i?*s s*a his sal-s a$* ?u$-*d. VW* us* this sign(%)?o$ ?*a$ o? braking I 0%a. dy%ng ha$d d*a$ ?$%*nds Good By* & .*$_* $%?* 90 16