Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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PA'S ADVICE. My pa says I must study, And do the best I can; For I might be the gov'nor, Or some other mighty man, That 'u'd always be respected, And given a helping hand. I took my pa's advice, And spent my time in school; Instead of being honored, My teacher called me a fool. She thrashed me day by day, And set me on a stool. But still I kept a learnin', And climbing up as well; I learned my arithmetic, And also how to spell. My English was hard, But math.; was simply hell. At last I entered college, My head stuffed full of books; I thought me very wise, Until I met Soph. Brooks; Then thoroughly disgusted, I entered the class of crooks. But when it comes to hazing, And hazing that's (lone vell; The noblest of our Sophs., Whbse name I need not tell, For it is widely known, That Carpenter is hell. Now HTornik is a puzzle, And let it now be said; He's neither Fresh. nor Soph., His head is filled with lead ; And he's the little Jew That paints Columbia red. And there is J. N. Arthur, Why he's an awful squab; He's here, and there, and yonder, And hangs to every job; And when you're least expecting, Up his head will bob. Just look at Sophomm-re Rogers, Now, he is made of stuff That goes to make a man, As well as buckwheat puff Which looks very firm outside, But inside is wind and bluff. So I guess pa's 'bout right, About one getting wise; And learning books by heart, Before your youth once (lies. Then you'll gain renown, If only in your eyes.. J. L. G REENIt. Meeting of Y. M. C. A. On account of Dr. Kent's add(ress WVednesday n1ight the wveekly meet ing of the Y. Mv. C. A. was post ponied to Thursday. The sp)eaker was a studlent of the University, Alan Johinstone, His subject was, "Stone,wall Jackson, the. -Christian Gentleman." THE SICK Mr. G. D. Varn is still sick in the infirmary ; however, he was able to be out in a rolling chair to witness the baseball game between Carolina and Davidson last Tuesday. Mr. E. S. C. Baker is able to be out again after spending a few (lays in the infirmary. Mr. V. D. Westmoreland has been in the infirmary this week with a sprained ankle. Mr. L. Lewis was in the infirmary for a few (lays, but is out again. Mr. Macfarlah(d has been in the infirmary this week. Tonight the programs in the two societies will be as follows: Clariosophic-D)eclaimers, Hoff man and LaBorde; Reader, Eager ton; Orators, Hetstess and McEl veen ; Debaters, airmative, Brad ley, Crosland, Allen ; negative, Toole, Christopher, Officer. The subject for debate is, Resolved, That our roads should be under the care of a permaneut commission, which shall employ a competent engineer in each county to supervise the build ing and maintaining of the public roads. Euphradian - Readers, Carroll, Ehrlich, Hodges; Declaimers, Boyle, Davenport, Hornick ; Veekly orator, Brockington; subject for extem poraneous speaker, "The South in National Politics": Debaters, affirm ative, Bouchier, Hunter; negative, O'Brien and G. W. Waring. Query, Resolved, That the further annexa tion of territory is not for the best interests of the American people. James Allen Leaves for Birmingham. James Allan, who is to represent the University in the Southern Ora torical Contest, has gone to Birming ham, where the contest is to be held. Mr. Allan is an able speaker and will doubtless put the University among the first. Professor Morse, in Psychology: "Mr. Lewis, by what means (10 you remember that you went'to see your girl last Sunday night ?" Mr. Lewis (rather haltingly) "Wh7ly, Professor, I would say by the most prominent events that took p)lace while I w~as there." CAMPUSGRAMS Mr. H. L. Elliott, of Davidson College, wvas On the campus Friday, visiting his friend M. B. Boulware. Bill McGraw, Class of 1910, has been .on the campus for several (lays. F. R. Hemingway andl C. S. Davis sp)ent the wveek endl at the home of '(lie latter in Qrnehurg couty STUDENTS ATTEND ORATORICAL CONTEST About Thirty Went to Rock Hill -to Hear the Orators. About thirty students went to,, Rock Hill Friday morning to attend the oratorical contest. Carolina was well represented in numbers. The contest was held in the Win throp auditorium. After the con test, a reception was held in the spacious halls of the main building. Carolina is strong with the Win throp girls, and those who went from here report as having had a great time while among them. FLINN HALL NOTES. Mr. Alan Johnstone, Jr., gave a very excellent talk before the mem bers of the Y. M. C. A. Thursday night on "Stonewall Jackson, the Christian Gentleman." The group studying Mott's Decis ive Hour of Christian Missions meets in Flinn Hall Monday even ing at 7:45. The Cosmos Club and the South ern College Press Association have each used the parlors of Flinn. Hall this week for a meeting. On Sunday night at 8:oo o'clock, April 28, Bishop Guerry will deliver an address in the chapel. Bishop Guerry is a South Carolinian and was for some time chaplain at the University of the South at Sewanee. He has recently spoken before the student body of the University of Pennsylvania. He is a brother of Dr. LeGrand Guerry, of Columbia. ~t ritig to Her Tell her all about it-she Wor be jealous if you save a corner 4 your heart for Fatima Cigarette 20 for,T|" fg' g 15 cents ue& nskn " I SEEN A GHOS'. Say, nigger, I's gwine a fishin', Doan yo' wan to go? Dc creek am awful muddy, An' we kin ketch 'em sho; Fo' I wus down dar Monday, An' cast in hook an' line; It wusn't nio'an a minute Befo' I kotch 'bout nine. Now, nigger, go git yo' line, While I am diggin' bait; Den we'll go a fishin,' Befo' it gits too late. I seen ol' Uncle Pete, A thinkin' very deep Go walkin' towards de river; We'll git his while he's asleep. Now, nigger, am yo' ready? Well, step tip pert like now, I see de river shinin', Jest yonder 'cross dat brow. What am dat noise I hear? I feel kinder shaky like, Am dat a ghos' I hear, A comin' down de pike? Now run, yo' fool nigger, run, r Jest run with all yo' might; An' never mind de fishes, Till yo' am out ob sight; Fo' I hab seen a ghos', So tall, an' white, an' thin. I guess we fish no mo; Let's go an' steel a hen. J. L. GREENE. The hoodoo has went. The Game cocks have their spurs sharpened again. Watch them get the remain ing games of the season. 'KI %9-le