1917 Cedrus Yearbook

19 dc CONTRAST "I fear I'll do to much," the Freshie said; "I'll more than earn my way; I don't intend to bust my hames, Studyin' every live long day. For such a stipend as I get In this awful busy place And if the Profs can make me sweat They'll have a merry chase." "The day isfar too short," the Sophomore said, "For all I wish to do The hours fly past and day light's gone Before I'm half way through And tho' my way looks pretty slick I'll work like old Sam Hill Till Prof. observes that I'm a brick And can do what e'er I will. You see the Profs were keeping tab As professors always do To Freshie said, "Young lad look here! We have no usefor you. The lad whofears he'll do too much With tramps will roam the pike And when he's old, he'll be in touch With poorfarms and the like." To Soph' he said, "I've marked your gait Since first you came last year And early you have toiled and late Naught but your praise I hear. For all the time and every day Such lads Professors seek; And I will now increase your grades By fifty points each week." 5.7 17