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Caption: Book - Banks of the Boneyard (Charles Kiler)
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40 On the Banks of the Boncyard Though outwardly smiling and gay, their hearts glowed as fiercely within them As fires deeply set in the earth, melt the foundations of mountains, Where under a landscape all smiles, lurk earthquakes and dire desolai So smoldered the hate of the Soph, concealed by a smiling exterior; Junior went ignor While discussed • 0 • • • and their faces; J hapel While scouts coming constantly in and spies from the camp of the foemen And Juniors who sold their birthright for a mess of Sophomore pottage, and classmates. truly, there's honor among thieves them. tan uniors bought copies in haste and them us While the Sophomores smiled a sweet smile and continued collecting silver. unior A look of uneasiness sat on his pallid and woe-begone visage. «XT 1 J^J „_.i1 1 . « « • « *-» « m before While fear at his heart knocked harsh like the night-born Which scared Mr. Poe in the dark with its weirHlv « e prophecy "Never!" nevermore uuw wii yvu get aneaa oi tne ^opnomores; never, Without the consent of the Sophs can you venture to the exhibition, For behold they are organized well and grimly the morrow are waiting, They wait but the morrow to rise in their might and demolish the Juniors. Then the faculty took us in hand and they gave us abundance of taffy, Inviting us all to march in and fill the front seats in the chapel. "Oh yes," we replied, "we'll be there, we will all march together to chapel And if some of the Juniors should dare to quote from those papers they've stolen, We'll storm the stage where they sit and wipe up the floor with their persons; We'll mix them so well with the mud that you'll have to collect them on filters the •• i
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