1915 Yearbook
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1915 Yearbook
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into was a large gymnasium, especially constructed for an exhibition game by Bill
Schmidt's Stars. As I entered, the gym.
bell rang—no, it wasn't either—my entire
trip was brought to an end when some one
jerked the covers from over me and said,
"Come on, hit the floor; what do you think
this is, your birthday ? The last bell is
ringing."
We Would Like to Know:
How the "ponies" disappearerd after
dark.
Why Kenny doesn't visit the barber
shop.
The difference between the "day-dogs"
and the "night-dogs."
Why they do not knock before entering.
How the boys would travel without
their "ponies."
How Lee likes his private room.
By what process Veronica cures a toothache.
Why the fourth floor fellows think they
are higher than the third.
Why there are always water-falls in the
movies.
Why Frank Sybert gave "Maggie" Vog-
el a ring.
Who put the gash in Buckley's mouth.
If Bob Moehn is working just for exercise.
When Skelley and Shields are going to
get married.
If all Joe Schmidt says is true or whether he just talks to hear his head roar.
Why Pete Hahn does not cultivate his
voice.
When P. H. Pete is going to stop growing.
Little deeds of kindness,
To the profs, now and then,
Would often raise your grade
From zero up to ten.
THE LITERARY SHARKS OF S. A. C.
In all, we number thirty-three;
We seem as wise as boys can be.
You'll find no dullards in our midst-
We are the Literary Sharks of S. A.
C
As time rolls on, we all increase
In wisdom, truth, and love of ease.
But now we're learning more and more
Of great Englishmen, who have gone before.
The big man of our class is Schmidt—
Apologies to Havens, Fuzzy, et al.;
Though a German from a German town,
In our English class he is the clown.
August, Cherub, our angel-face,
With ivory dome, and looks of grace,
Knows all he knows and knows it well,
But all he knows he himself can't tell.
With eager pen I write the name
Of Richard Lee upon our Roll of Fame.
Each literary work he'll rightly assign,
No author's fame nor merit malign.
Great hopes for him we entertain
That some day he'll surpass all fame,
And pen his name with such great men
As Billy Sunday, Cook, Ford and Penn.
The why, the how, of their being here
Neither thou, nor they, nor I did hear;
O gentle Muse, thy gentle light diffuse,
Lest Charity bids us them amuse.
—A. C, Ac. '18.
NOISES STUDENTS NEVER LIKE TO
HEAR.
The first bell in the morning.
"Get out of here and report."
One week on the "boulevard."
Six weeks on the "blacklist."
Two weeks in the dormitory (For private roomers only).
"Just wait until examination."
"Free day? No, can not consider it."
Schmidt's Stars. As I entered, the gym.
bell rang—no, it wasn't either—my entire
trip was brought to an end when some one
jerked the covers from over me and said,
"Come on, hit the floor; what do you think
this is, your birthday ? The last bell is
ringing."
We Would Like to Know:
How the "ponies" disappearerd after
dark.
Why Kenny doesn't visit the barber
shop.
The difference between the "day-dogs"
and the "night-dogs."
Why they do not knock before entering.
How the boys would travel without
their "ponies."
How Lee likes his private room.
By what process Veronica cures a toothache.
Why the fourth floor fellows think they
are higher than the third.
Why there are always water-falls in the
movies.
Why Frank Sybert gave "Maggie" Vog-
el a ring.
Who put the gash in Buckley's mouth.
If Bob Moehn is working just for exercise.
When Skelley and Shields are going to
get married.
If all Joe Schmidt says is true or whether he just talks to hear his head roar.
Why Pete Hahn does not cultivate his
voice.
When P. H. Pete is going to stop growing.
Little deeds of kindness,
To the profs, now and then,
Would often raise your grade
From zero up to ten.
THE LITERARY SHARKS OF S. A. C.
In all, we number thirty-three;
We seem as wise as boys can be.
You'll find no dullards in our midst-
We are the Literary Sharks of S. A.
C
As time rolls on, we all increase
In wisdom, truth, and love of ease.
But now we're learning more and more
Of great Englishmen, who have gone before.
The big man of our class is Schmidt—
Apologies to Havens, Fuzzy, et al.;
Though a German from a German town,
In our English class he is the clown.
August, Cherub, our angel-face,
With ivory dome, and looks of grace,
Knows all he knows and knows it well,
But all he knows he himself can't tell.
With eager pen I write the name
Of Richard Lee upon our Roll of Fame.
Each literary work he'll rightly assign,
No author's fame nor merit malign.
Great hopes for him we entertain
That some day he'll surpass all fame,
And pen his name with such great men
As Billy Sunday, Cook, Ford and Penn.
The why, the how, of their being here
Neither thou, nor they, nor I did hear;
O gentle Muse, thy gentle light diffuse,
Lest Charity bids us them amuse.
—A. C, Ac. '18.
NOISES STUDENTS NEVER LIKE TO
HEAR.
The first bell in the morning.
"Get out of here and report."
One week on the "boulevard."
Six weeks on the "blacklist."
Two weeks in the dormitory (For private roomers only).
"Just wait until examination."
"Free day? No, can not consider it."
Date
1915
Rights
St. Ambrose University, 518 W. Locust St., Davenport, IA 52803
Identifier
http://cdm16810.contentdm.oclc.org/cdm/ref/collection/p16810coll2/id/3697