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• It wasn't long- before Field Day came, The day on which we won our fame. The day on which the Soph's were mad, And all the others, in fact, were sad. T h e twent3'-third of November dawned bright and cold, T h e day on which each Freshman was told, T o be on time at the Wabash depot, T o Blooming-ton on the train to go. With little disturbance we arrived in the town, A smile on each face and never a frown, We went in quick time to the Windsor hotel, Where a banquet was served in a manner quite swell. At the close of this, our President, Barr, Who has so successfully led us thus far, Gave a pleasing address, well received by us all, After which Prof. McGee on others did call. Soon we were dancing in highest delight, T o mandolin music quite "out of sight," ; T h e evening's pleasure no drawback had, And will long be remembered by each lass and lad. A few of the Soph's courageous men, Meantime were conveyed to the Bloomington pen; Oh! never did they when they started t h a t day, Imagine their plans would succeed this way. When the time for us to return had come, The Sophomores begged to be taken home; Their worthy President weeping sadly, Acknowledged t h a t he had been beaten badly. '96 was defeated the next afternoon, And again bit the dust, the rush came too soon, But nevertheless it came j u s t the same, For we are the class of Columbian fame. T h u s you may see by w h a t we have done, - T h e victories '97 has won, We hope in the future great honor to win. And be even greater t h a n we have been. We have many good men as everyone knows. Who firmly will stand till the four years close. When we shall depart from the U. of I. With many a tear and many a sigh. HISTORIANS, *97. •
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