Songs of the Michigan State Normal College

Listen, I'm just one Yeti doing my part in constructing the matrix. I
don't know why I'm compelled to track these things down but here I am.
Considering that I don't particularly like the city of Ypsilanti, the
university attached to it or the fight songs of said university it makes
no sense--other than the Marcello Truzzi connection--that I had to
fight myself not to buy this book but I compromised and took some photos
instead. The $25 price tag on the split binding of the 80+ year old Songs of the Michigan State Normal College made it easier to come to that resolution. I must stay away from
John King Books.

That will be much easier since I've found a copy in Florida for $12. While it's en route I'll post a few song pages:

M. S. N. C. We Sing of Thee based on Maryland, Maryland and written by Austin George, 1863.

M. S. N. C., we sing of thee, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! With-

in thy courts we love to be, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! Thy

tow-ers high and gray old walls, Thy lec-ture rooms and stud-y halls In-

spire us yet when du-ty calls, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan!

In fif-ty-two with hope and pride, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! The

Nor-mal doors swung o-pen wide, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! The

clus-tered years our mem-'ries fill With names that give the heart a thrill, Welch,

May-hew, Es-ta-brook, and Sill, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan!

The stu-dent life in Yp-si tiown, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! Thro'

all
thy realm holds high re-nown, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan! Ly-

ce-um, S.
C. A's. fond spell, The rush, the club, the din-ner bell, The Normal

Nor-mal girl, the Nor-mal yell, Mich-i-gan, my Mich-i-gan!

Ypsi_ To Thee based on How Can I Leave Thee by Friedrich Kuchen from a Thuringian Folk Song and written by Marjorie V. Parkhurst, 1928.

Yp-si, our Yp-si! In these, our Col-lege days,

Dear are the mem-o-ries we hold for thee;

Through all the storm and strife Thy ban-ner flung on high,

Thy sons will do or die! Yp-si for thee.

Though we thy halls leave, Still are our thoughts of thee,

Hearts o-ver-flow with love and loy-al-ty;

And when in fut-ure time We to thy heights would climb,

We'll speak in tones sub-lime, Yp-si, of thee.and when

Ypsi, My Ypsi For Male Voices

Yp-si, my Yp-si, My heart yearns for thee,

Yearns for your cam-pus And
your old elm trees.

Long may we cher-ish, In years yet to come

Long may
we cher-ish M. S. N. C.

repeat

Ypsi Will Shine Tonight For Male Voices

Yp-si will shine to-night, Yp-si will shine.

She'll shine in beau-ty bright all down the line.

We're all dressed up to-night, Don't we look fine? When the

sun goes down and the moon comes up. Yp-si will shine.

Ypsi Boosters based on Oh! Susanna and written by Stephen C. Foster.

We're a pep-py bunch of boost-ers, We--

hail from Yp-si town. We-- root for M. S.

N. C., A Col-lege of re-

nown. Her-- sons and daugh-ters praise her Where -

We are fa-mous for de-bat-ors For--

or-a-tors al-so; And-- if you beat our

track team, You sure sill have to

go. At-- base-ball we are wiz-ards At--

Funiculi, Funiculi, Ypsi based on an Italian Folk Song by L. Denza

Some think-- that col-lege life is full of frol-ic--

And so do I!-- And so do I!--

And say-- their stu-dies all are di-a

Some say-- that Prex-y rules with meth-od dras-tic--

And so do I!-- And so do I!--

And still-- in-sist that D' Ooge's per-i-

Some say-- that Bar-boursall Sha-kes-pere-ic--

And so do I!-- And so do I!--

We all-- know Chair-man Hoyt is ped-a-

Would art--ist Al-ex-an-der call this mus-ic?--

I doubt he would!-- I doubt he would!--

Or would-- our Downing call our meth-od

Ypsi All The Time

Yp-si-lan-ti, Yp-si-lan-ti, Yp-si all the time,

That's the slo-gan you will hear Buzz-ing, buzz-ing in your ear.

You can sing it, DANCE IT, SHOUT IT! Now you've got the rime,

Yp-si-lan-ti, Yp-si-lan-ti, Yp-si all the time.

A Dudley Randall Poem in Milestone 2

I bought this Milestone 2 poetry Magazine at a Livonia estate sale this week. Milestone was the literary publication of Wayne (State) University and this second issue dates to 1949. While I don't recognize most of the names, Dudley Randall was both a nationally known poet and the librarian for the Wayne County General Hospital at Eloise via the Wayne County Library System. The poem featured is The Southern Road which was a revised version of the completed poem from 1948 that h as a handful or two of word differences between the two. I don't know if Randall edited the poem for later collected works editions or earlier but this link features it in its likely final form in 2009. Neither version particularly enchants me but the block print in the magazine is an added bonus.

A Cabinet Card of a Dead Man Lying in Repose From Wayne Photographer Susan Doolittle

The City of Wayne, Michigan was not a large village at the turn of the 20th century so it stands to reason that there wasn't a glut of photographers practicing their trade there. As such, the 3 cabinet cards and carte de visites that I own represents roughly a quarter of the early ones. Considering that the wives of Frank Hickok and William Corlett, first Village President of Wayne, took over after Frank's death in 1892 the list grows smaller beyond those two families. Had I snagged the Doolittle dead man cabinet card I'd be even that much more Wayne-rich in photographs. Speaking of Susan Doolittle, of whom I have learned very little about, it is interesting to note that Wayne had three women photographers in an era oft dominated by men in that very field. This photograph of a corpse is a startling example of her work.

Frederick Soop: Not An Equal Opportunity Restraunteer

Detroit Free Press , March 28, 1890 If you don't want to hear a racist tale of a suburban namesake then close your eyes now. As early as 1876 Frederick Soop had left his Belleville farm once again, having done a stint at the Hawkins House in Ypsilanti during the Civil War and the City Hotel in Detroit thereafter, and ventured off to Chatham, Ontario to run the Rutley Hotel , which was conducted as a Temperance House. Detroit Free Press , August 17, 1879 In 1879 he was searching for a good restaurant or small hotel to operate. Eventually he ended up on Washington Avenue near State Street running a dining hall which he ran until around 1890. Detroit Free Press , April 16, 1890 It was in 1888 when the aforementioned racial incident occurred at his dining establishment. It was then that William H. Haynes, a black doctor, sat down with his former classmate S. W. Barkwell for dinner. The men ordered but when the food was served none was placed before Mr. Haynes who, ironically, ha...

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