Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1894-01-05


Pennsylvania's colors we are wearing oncs
again,
Faded just little by the battle in the rain,
u hat they want is victory to wipe away The
stain.
So, boys, go i'll and win.
CHORUS
Pennsyl, Pennsyl, Pennsylvania
Pennsyl, Pennsyl, Pennsylvania,
Pennsyl, Pennsyl, Pennsylvania,
Penn-syl-va-ni-a.
Because the Tiger nipped you when ,su tried
to twist his tail,
You're not disgraced SO deeply that revenge
will not avail sss@5s- '@E., ,r,-"
Heal the wound forever by hnmiliating Yale.
So. boys. go in and win.
Yale is not invincibIe and trembles at the news
OF Pennsylvania prowess and is shaking in
her shoes
Snatch the pennant, Quakers, it's a chancs
you darcn't lose.
So, boys, go in and win.
As everybody knows, the Quakers did not
indulge very extensively in the pennant
snatching business, but they did succeed in
scoring and went home singing to the tune
of ''The Man Who Broke the Bank at Mon
te Carlo:" zss,s
yNa,re tho tearn that broke the rush line from
F2 New Haven.
When the Harvard cohorts were gather
ing at Springfield, Mass, for the great an-
nual battle with Yale in 1890, heirsourage
was undaunted by the defeats of IA years,
and they sang the following prophetic song:
In eighteen hundred and ninety too
Skew bali, skew ball:
In eighteen hundred and ninety, too
Skew ball, saysI.
In eighteen hundred and ninety, too,
Well plant the crimson above the blue.
Then Well all drink till we're stone blind,
Johnny, fill up the bowl.
They kept their word about the crimson
planting by defeating Yale IL to 6, and the
truthful historian is compelled TO add that
the stone blind business was not altogether
neglected, for far into the early hours of
the next morning the streets Of Springfield
re-echoed with the words Of song that
was stenographically reported as follows:
In eighteen hun n'rd n nine, too.
Skhew ball! Skhew ball.
N eighteen hun'rd n nine, too,
Skhew ball! Szhil
N eighteen hun'rd n nine, too,
We planted the chrimzhn above zhe blue,
N we'll all drink till we're stone blind
Johnny, hup 2he bowl. ~
Other wearers of the crimson celebrated
their victory in song that glorified Lake
and Traford:
The lying old sons OF. EIihu, -.
They said their sB1ss soSldh t tHesas, -. %.
But they probably sptIhs s;east sto9aew4,srs,
And they found that they'd aetthfOugh n
Hes; i yia He:1easise:;: -: =: :
Yale thought hs wouid: WIN i. rhem ;Ae gssss,: !: !:
But when he ran up against Trafford
He found that Dennis was his name z-eSE
= + '5...
This morn when we started from Cambridge,
The sky it was blue overhead;
Tonight when the sun set DER Springfield,
1t changed TO a glorious red.
""Let 'em sing. let 'em yell, said dis
eonsolate Yale wag as a party Of Harvard
men went by 1T only happens once ii II
years"
No participant in a football ganfe is sa-
cred ia the college poets eyes. Even tho
high and mighty referee occasionally re-
ceives attention. In 1890 Referee Beatty OF
Wesleyan was charged with having asked
a. policeman to decide whether or not
player had kicked a goal. and the incident
Inspired this pcetical effort:
5s. II at q football meeting
You attempt to referee.
And a kootty point arises
And the captains disagree,
Don't mako a quick decision
AS the proper rule defines,
But consult the big policemen
Who are ranged along the lipas.
il your tud gnient is in doubt,
Ask . pleeceman. g
IL. you are rattlea and put out,
= Ask pleeceman,
sas For tf hess on the force <ss.s 4ss.
He has football down, Of COURSE.
H you want to know the score.
A<1~k ia E~xTn.