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WITH THE COLLEGE WITS Irrepressib No Robbery Stude—Remember that dog I used to keep up in my room that howled so much? His Neighbor—V'll say 1 do. Stude—Well, you won't be bothered by him any more; I got rid of him. Neighbor—Great stuff—now I can get some sleep! What'd you do with him? Stule—Traded him for a cornet.— Michigan Gargoyle Eats to the Sweet Vhere was a young woman named Tredd Who didn’t know whether to wed; She asked the ouij It said, “Can he “1 wish I was certai she said —lowa F The Effect of Environment “Say, waiter, this an incubator chicken? It tastes like it?” “1 don’t know, sir “It must be. Any chicken that has had a mother could never get as tough this one is.”—Southern California Wam- pus Hidden Treasure Beto—My, but Jones's wifeis bow-legged. Veto—Well, he didn’t have a chance to see what he was getting like the chaps of today.—Wiisconsin Octopus. “WHAT KIND OF TIME DID you HAVE IN New For?’ Staxparp time.” —Pennsyloania Punch Bowl Bid wt srarroan ay le, Joyous, Ir SAY, DID YOU EVER KISS A GIRL IN A QUIET spot?” Yes, pur THe TWAS KISSING IT. SPOT WAS QUIET ONLY WHILE Amherst Lord Jef Cornered “Do you like to dance in this dark corner?” “No, Jester. let’s stop dancing.” —Columbia Fast Color She—Did Yvonne marry a model hus- band? He—Ves, a sport model.—Lehigh Burr. Prom Song First Student [= got a belle From New Rochelle, But boy, it’s some assessment. I'll have to sell My shoes—Oh, well, What boots a good investment? Second Student I’m importing Ruth From far Duluth. From thence she cometh hither. But I must act With moderate tact. (Her mother cometh with’er.) Third Student I'm having a Jane From far Spokane. Her name, of course, I hope she goes In evening clothes As big as she does on the prairie. Mary. Chorus She’s coming across, She’s coming across, She’s coming across The country. —Harvard Lampoon. responsible Rondeau | HAT maiden blush, so dearly shy. Why doth it on her visage lie? That self-same color of her chee Has been there most of Junior We And who may guess the reason why? Now should I whisper on the sly And set your mind at ease, thereby? The reason for it do you seck— That maiden blush? Observe, then, and you may espy Her gown, which is both low, and high! At which are darted, so to speak Full many glances, long, oblique . . . Well! I'm quite sure that /’d, were I That maiden, blush! —Mass. Tech. Voodoo, As in a Glass Darkly The absent-minded professor surveyed himself in the hair-brush, instead of the mirror. “Gracious, but I necd a shave!” he mused.— Washington Sun Dodger. He Didn't Rate Much He—It’s my principle never to kiss a girl. She—You can’t expect any interest from me then.—Williams Purple Cow. “1 CAN'T FIX THIS DARN THING, Now THAT I HAVE SwoRX OFF CUSSING."—California Pelican.