1918 Yearbook
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Title
1918 Yearbook
Description
FROM "THE PARABLES OF EBENEZER'
Mary had a little lamb,
Its eyes were ocean blue;
Oh, how she loved that little lamb,
I'm sure you'd love it too.
Its cheeks were like the roses,
Its voice a pigeon's coo;
Oh, how she hugged that little lamb,
I'm sure you'd do it too.
Mary had a little lamb,
It was her heart's delight;
And everywhere the wee thing went,
Our Mary hove in sight.
Hall or stair or cozy nook,
Would find the smitten twain;
When bells rent them asunder,
Did fall their tears like rain.
Soon, alas, the days will come—
The gladdest eye must weep—
When Mary will be twenty-one,
The lambjdn be a sheep.
H. V. V.: "Do I look a little pale ?"
Skinny: "No, you look like a big tub."
Jos. C. (In 3rd Street music store): "Have you 'Kiss Me By Moonlight'?"
She (The lady clerk): "If I did, I don't recall it."
Collins: "Say, Ray, what is an optimist?"
Ray: "A cross-eyed man who is glad he isn't bowlegged."
Ch. Doc. Prof.: "Who was Noah's wife?"
Our Henry: "Joan of Arc."
Mary sits and sighs and knits,
Never a word says she;
And the sweater grows beneath her hands,
For Jack across the sea.
And while she sits and sighs and knits,
With never a word to say,
Jack is roaming around Paree,
With a Parlez Vous Francais.
From the report of the Third Floor Alumni Association, 1950:
Sweeney, Louis—Died in 1918; heart stopped beating.
Keegan, Wm..—Killed cranking up a typewriter.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its eyes were ocean blue;
Oh, how she loved that little lamb,
I'm sure you'd love it too.
Its cheeks were like the roses,
Its voice a pigeon's coo;
Oh, how she hugged that little lamb,
I'm sure you'd do it too.
Mary had a little lamb,
It was her heart's delight;
And everywhere the wee thing went,
Our Mary hove in sight.
Hall or stair or cozy nook,
Would find the smitten twain;
When bells rent them asunder,
Did fall their tears like rain.
Soon, alas, the days will come—
The gladdest eye must weep—
When Mary will be twenty-one,
The lambjdn be a sheep.
H. V. V.: "Do I look a little pale ?"
Skinny: "No, you look like a big tub."
Jos. C. (In 3rd Street music store): "Have you 'Kiss Me By Moonlight'?"
She (The lady clerk): "If I did, I don't recall it."
Collins: "Say, Ray, what is an optimist?"
Ray: "A cross-eyed man who is glad he isn't bowlegged."
Ch. Doc. Prof.: "Who was Noah's wife?"
Our Henry: "Joan of Arc."
Mary sits and sighs and knits,
Never a word says she;
And the sweater grows beneath her hands,
For Jack across the sea.
And while she sits and sighs and knits,
With never a word to say,
Jack is roaming around Paree,
With a Parlez Vous Francais.
From the report of the Third Floor Alumni Association, 1950:
Sweeney, Louis—Died in 1918; heart stopped beating.
Keegan, Wm..—Killed cranking up a typewriter.
Publisher
Wagner's Printery
Date
1918
Rights
St. Ambrose University, 518 W. Locust St., Davenport, IA 52803
Identifier
http://cdm16810.contentdm.oclc.org/cdm/ref/collection/p16810coll2/id/6742