Illinois Verse/Illini Corner

by Anna Shattuck Palmer

Illini Corner

An Impression

From the vast brick expanse of old Uni HallScarcely a gleam shines forth after the sudden lullOf five o'clock. But bright always are the basement windowsAt Illini corner where toil underground The gnomes of the college press.On their numerous little black machines How feverishly they pound the keys,—  Click—clack! Click—clack!!Then spring up and rush madly to and fro. Drawn and anxious are their facesAs they endeavor to dig up gems of thought To please the uncertain public,On whose door-steps must be placed their offering Early the following morning.