1927 Cedrus Yearbook

1927 Ii'1'1 1 V'1,V 1 V V'.1 './ 1 II V '.1 V(1.V V I THE CEDRUS 19Z7 ....Apt11111111111//111.11 MY UNCLE'S DERBY My uncle had a derby hat. He used to wear it much by day, And when the night would shadows cast Upon this vast expanse of land, He'd take his hat from off the rack And place it on his curly head, And then set out across the fields To spots unknown to me or you. I loved to see that derby hat All covered o'er with specks of mud. One day I asked my Uncle Bill Why muddy spots were on his hat So many times when he came home? But uncle would just laugh at me, And say,"Some day I'll tell you all, When you are old enough to know, And realize just what life is." That derby hat is still at home, A relic of the passing days. It's in the attic now I guess; It's covered o'er with spider webs, And dust and dirt, and other things; And still the specks of mud are there, - Those interesting specks of mud. Just how those spots of mud got there I cannot bear to tell just now, For 'tis a secret ages old In my quaint family tree, they say. —G.D.