Judge — April 29, 1922 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Posing as an athe- ist before some or- thodox frosh Men I have known. Hymns while you bathe. Jane in the infirm. Guarding the food chest. Vassar Follies Quips from the Vassar Miscellany News VASSAR WOULD FEATURE The girl who began to cram for history exam. by memorizing Wells’ Outline. The girl who dreamed that she in- vited the pope to prom. The girl who said: “Have they elected a pope? Why, I thought it was hereditary!” The student who replied in an ex- amination that the ten command- ments were a set of rules drawn up by Moses and given to God. The girl who wondered how many legs you would have to pull off a centipede to make him limp. The girl who wrote an article en- titled “The Moon Eclipsed at Vas- sar.” THE TRIUMPH OF MIND OVER MATTER A wriggly worm lay in my path, I measured it by higher math, I looked into its soul through psych, I rode across it on my bike. AN ALARMING EVENT A sudden noise shattered the si- lence with an insistence that would not be denied. The young woman on the bed stirred sleepily. The noise continued—it settled down into a throbbing, agonizing wail. The woman’s body gave a sudden twitch. She stared wide-eyed into the darkness. Realizing what it was, she jumped out of bed and sped to the little object on the other side of the room. “My baby! My baby!” she cried, her arms outstretched. And, seizing her baby—her Baby Ben—she shut off the alarm and went back to sleep. IS THERE HAZING AT VASSAR? A member of the make-up com- mittee was heard to remark before the play, “Then put three white streaks across the face and rub the nose in.” STILL GOING STRONG Girl at dinner—Say, you have a huge appetite! Other in grieved tones— Why, that’s only my first second helping. NO HOPE FOR THE FACULTY “Prayers are held for Freshmen in Battell Chapel at 7.50 A. M. every week-day in term time, and for Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors of the College at 8.50 A. M.,” as announced in the Yale Bulletin. Drawincs By DorotHy WaLwortH CARMAN The mission study class. ‘a THE NIGHT HAWK (With apologies to E. A.). Once upon a midnight cheery while we reveled, gay and beery (anach- ronism) Over many a quaint and curious brew of cocoa, milk, and all— While we jabbered, scmetimes yap- ping, suddenly there came a tap- ping As of some one gently rapping, rap- ping at our chamber wall. “Tis some neighbor,” we muttered, “tapping at our chamber wall; Only this, and that is all.” Ah, distinctly we remember, it was in the bleak November And each gaily talking member rolled and jumped upon the floor. Clearly we could hear vibrations, as of next door excitations, But we kept up our gyrations, even louder than before. We can’t help it if we're wilder than our friend who lives next door! Let her knock forevermore. P.O. E. '21. FOUND On the floor near the mail boxes about 5.00 P. M., Wednesday, before “Prom.” 17 wire hairpins—straight. 1 galosh—four buckles. 3 rubbers—all for left foot. 161% pieces of Lorna Doone crack- ers. 10 fountain pens. 22 wire hairpins—wiggly. leather belts. ties. silver bar-pin. Saltford blotters. Saturday Evening Posts. Miscellanies. pieces of “Doublemint” — un- chewed. 6 red hair nets. 12 fraternity pins. 1 engagement ring. 1 1 1 4 UNwWEReENU ski. oxford—brown. blue glove—right hand. gray woolen gloves—unmatched. gray bramley collar. 999 tempers irretrievably lost. H. H.S. '22. LIFE’S LITTLE TRAG- EDIES Freshman coming with woeful looks from a his- tory exam.: “Gee, history certainly didn’t repeat it- self to me.” A FLASH OF WIT “My, ain’t Electra cute?” Studying for exams. Calling on the faculty. Stealing lollipops. My man. The young man from Harvard.