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The captain of the football team was called
upon next. He was somewhat more experienced
in the line of speeches, or felt the responsibility
more from his position, perhaps. At any rate
his speech was a good one and all the more en-
thusiastically received from being short and to
the point. At a signal (who could mistake the
actions of the cheer leader) from the active six,
the crowd rose in a body and to the tune of
“On Wisconsin” sang “On Lions,” the Lyon
High version:


      “On, Lions; on, Lions!
      Clean up on that team;
      Show them that the black and tawny
      Ever is supreme.
      On Lions; on, Lions,
      Fighting for your fame!
      Fight fellows, fight, fight, fight,
      And win this game.”

     

A few fords and reminders from the principal
himself followed this song, as his lifted hand
quieted the natural slight disturbance of getting
settled into seats again.

“Remember that you have in your hands the


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