The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1894-06-16
NINETY-FOUR
(CLASS POEM.

While the Sophomores mutter Revenge Is
our rghtr'
And the Juniors are dreaming Of next years
delight,
Come, comrades and Seniors, true classmates of
yore,
And gaze on the record of proud Ninety -Four.
"We have studied and struggled for many day
Together" as vaedictorians say;
But those years into memory forever have sunk
AS we sing in the sweet old song, "Co-cache-
lunk.''
O. comrades, we've trlumphed! though parting
is pain,
Look out on the host of our enemies slain
Ill call but their ca plains as Vanuuished they
lie,
The host that we fought with, to conquer or die
There's First Latin Lessons" we cannot forget;
0. classmate, Trask Hall keeps the memory yet.
OF the day you attempted to fly from the class
Through the window pane. Well-you put In the
new glass.
How well we remember the hours we went stray
ing
Through the pleasant conundrums OF ''Schuyler's
Surveyng;'
And the Calculus class, poor professors despair,
DON'T tell us 1t cost him some more OF his hair.
| We Classcals sometimes have looked down in
On the School of Mines course, and its students
forlorn
But though THEY know nothing OF Terence's
pains,
WE never have ventured on "story on Strains"
But we've worked in the Realms OF Despair, one
and all,
The underground dungeons of dear old Trask
Hall,
And broken our beakers and choked with CT.
And teased the assistant and bade him farewell.
Twas down the dark stairway which leads to this
| waste
That one of our classmates descended in haste,
One pleasant spring day, sings the muse of our
| class.
Well. he pardoned the ballad and muse--let it
pass.
Dear Classical comrades, pray do you remember
| The days that have passed since the last bright
| September?
The long weary hours, when oar patience weuIa
chafe,
| And the School of Mines book-keeper guarding
the safe?
You who dream brighter visions than Webster
| e'er saw,
Pray, can you discuss "Rlghts Of Neutras" in
| law?
And you, who are proud of your house-wifely lore,
| Can you tell OF the "clasS of consumers once
| more?
Can you grayely the questions of ethics repeat,
Give the flaws of voliton" with knowledge COM
| plete?
| Or, if pride and ambition still soar like the eagle,
| Discuss ''mlnd and matter according to Hegel?
You, comrades, whose last glorious victory shines,
The four who make up the Fourth Year School
| of Mnes,'
| Are your days in the drawing really past?
| Is it true you are through with hydraulics" at
| last?
Will you never more sigh, when the winter is
| chill,
With thoughts Of your lessons in chemical
Phil.?'
Has your "Bowpipe Analysis shed its last
| CLEANS?
Win not "Graphcal statics' drift on through
| your dreams?
| Ah friends it is over! the battle Is won!
But what Of the teachers, who watched while
| twas on?
Forgive them, and love them; their seedlings are
past
We are reconciled after the conflict, at last
Forgive them, be gentle, they're sorely bereft-
| But they'll have their hands full with the ones
that are left
Who will still break the beakers and add two for
| One
And write our spring poetry after we're gone.
Ah friends it is over! the tasks and the fun
| The long term Of life with its work is begun.
When our lfe-esson closes, its failures all past,
May all our reports read zone hundred" at last.