Memories From Abroad.

Air: "Sally Horner."

"This is the very coinage of your brain"—Hamlet.

I have journeyed far, 'neath sun and star, in lands remote,
I have been the mate of potentate and man of note,
Yet whatever gap may sever us by land or sea,
Salamanca is the anchor of my memory.

Chorus.
And I wonder as I ponder, if she's there to-day,
Standing sleeveless, bare and leaveless, on her hill of clay;
Do the breezes still cause sneezes as they enter through
Alma Mater's ventilators, as they used to do ?

Does the Chancellor still wag his jaw on Capping Day
On the qualities of 'Varsities in U.S.A. ?
Here in China they've a finer sense of fun by far,
And a speaker grows much meeker when he's boiled in tar.

Chorus.
And I wonder as I ponder if the Profs. still work;
Is an emu on the menu of Professor Kirk ?
Here by Niger, thoughts of tiger might arouse his smiles,
But they'd show him, gently throw him to the crocodiles.

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Is the frisky Frog, that gay old dog, still fancy free ?
Are the graduates all heavy-weights like Jenness D. ?
Is MacDougall still as frugal as a Scot should be ?
And does Skinner eat his dinner in the library ?

Chorus.
And I wonder as I ponder how the girls all be;
Angelina, have you seen her ? does she weep for me ?
Here in Aden many a maiden have I met and seen,
None is fairer than a wearer of the gold and green.

Has our football team, that faded dream, regained its dash ?
Does our Tommy boast he's joined the host that plays for cash ?
Is O'Leary, plump and cheery, still the Coll.'s bright star ?
And is Mary still invariably dogged by "Pa" ?

Chorus.
And I wonder as I ponder, if I'll e'er come back
Where the strollers act as rollers on the stony track.
Arizona doesn't own a place I so respect:
Alma Mater, incubator of the intellect.