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AlAS foR TINV T(n
The "Tiny Tim" Convocation
Friday, December 19, 1913.
The Glee Club.
PR0(iRAM
Appropriate Remarks from the Dean.
Prof. Van Wye.
" Then u|) rose Mrs. Cratchett (sprightly tone)—Bray-haA^e
in ribbons which are cheap at sixpence- (Wunder says, "Yes?")
While Master Peter Cratchett, with the corner of his collar in his
mouth, blew the fire (astonishment). "Where's our Martha?" said
Bob, with at least three feet of comforter, exclusive of the fringe
(frenzied outburst of applause)." "Not-t-t coming," said Mrs.
Cratchett. (Weak at the knees.) "No-o-o-t coming on Christmas
Day?" (then in a tremulous voice) Bob's face fell (sobs). "Here's
Martha, Father!" (smiles). "There's such a goose, Martha!" (cries
of Hear, Hear!)
"Alas," (long, shuddering silence) "Alas!" (gulps, hurrying on.)
"For Tiny Tim" (hides face in left hand, regaining composure).
When the long expected gush of stuffing issued forth (three starving
Co-ops faint and are carried out.)—Tiny Tim beat Avith his fork
upon the table and feebly cried, "Hurrah!"
(Audience echo, "Huror!")
The pudding—sujjpose someone had stow-len it, (audience CA'C
each other suspiciously.) Hallo! a great deal of steam! Hallo, a
smell like a wet horse-blanket, that's the cloth; (sniffing noses in the
front row). Hallo, a smell like a burnt sock, that's the pudding!
(snifiing continued) blazing in half a quart of brandy (indignation
tunoiig the drj's, hilaritj' among the wets).
Bob said it was the greatest success achieved by Mrs. Cratchett
since their marriage—(Earl Wagner is all ears; Blinkey listens
attentively).
"God Bless Us Every One!" said Tiny Tim, the last of all.
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