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Caption: Book - Banks of the Boneyard (Charles Kiler)
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I I / Jain a Literary Society 19 i [ ^ was so intent on capturing the escaping criminal that he failed to see the mortar box, into which he fell with a splash that threw the heavy mortar all over the street. This was really quite lamentable but somehow our boys couldn't see it that way, and the poor colored man, who was a hod carrier by trade, got better acquainted with certain properties of mortar in that fateful moment than he had acquired in all his years carrying hod. Chris Toerring kept right on going toward Champaign until he overtook a freight train, which he boarded. When he reached Peoria he wired that he was safely out of the trouble and would we please bring his suitcase when we came home. Our group left Monmouth showing great hilarity because of the athletic victories, but the trip home was without incident—except for the fact that the boys who had failed to pay for their lunches at Bloomington on the way to Monmouth, pretended to be asleep when we reached that city on the way home. Arriving at Champaign late at night we found the University Band together with another band playing marches, students shooting Roman candles, even dignified professors showing great joy and joining in the parade which marched from the Big 4 depot in Champaign to the University district at an hour way after midnight. The following autumn the Intercollegiate Association met with us and after another great athletic victory, Illinois withdrew from membership and since then has met competition worthier of its abilities. It was a number of years after we joined the Illinois Intercollegiate Oratorical and Athletic Association before we began to think of a suitable college yell; then someone suggested a contest out of which we might get a yell, and C. P. Van Gundy '88 won $5 for piecing together this one: Rah who Rah, Sis Boom Ah, Hip 200 Rah zoo, Jimmy blow your bazoo, Ip Sidi I Ki, U. of I. C H A M P A I G N That's the yell in all its pristine glory; do you think it was worth $5 ? Inter-city jealousy was very pronounced in those far-off days, but even in that far-off time we did not hesitate to tell the world we were from Champaign. During the winter of 'go-'91 students who were dissatisfied \N ith the status of our athletic competitors, such as Blackburn Collegt
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