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Caption: Illio - 1895
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XLo tbe Bonesarb • • • • DEDICATED TO T. 1 MACAUI»EY. Oh Boneyard! Father Boneyard! Where happy Preplings play, W h a t varied scenes from college life, Thou'st seen from day to day. Thou'st seen the grave Professor Wending his homeward way, Planning with malice prepense His list of flunks next day. Thou'st seen the anxious student Throw off his weight of care; With stencil, brush and paint can, His autograph prepare. # And once—'tis whispered enviously— So high thy waters rose, Each youth was fain to bear across The maiden whom he chose. 0 * When comes the glorious Springtime, And college poets sing, They pluck thy timid violets As Cupid's offering. Of many a youthful poem Thou hast been the fruitful theme, E'en in the vapid Sophograph Thou wert sung—Oh, hallowed stream! Then Boneyard! Father Boneyard! Do thou our I u i o grace; 'Twere treason e'er to leave thee out, So take thy wonted place. MARION THOMPSON, And when for Lieuty's hardships, The Freshmen vent their spleen, *Ne*th thy dark depths the cannon Is rolled each Hallowe'en.
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