Judge — May 6, 1922 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Soom 5 ubg> Drawn by Gordon D. KissaM, U. S. N. A. '24. INDISPOSITION A NNETTE is indisposed. .. . so By telephone a litttle while ago. I have a picture formed to my mind's eye Of 'Nette’s indisposition. ’Tis composed Of three parts languor; one part boredo With this world; two parts too many ciga- rettes; And four parts party of the night before. She'll be reclining in true flapper pose She told me On cushioned couch, most scanty as to clothes, Perusing’ “Judge” Annette is indis- posed So much so that she spurns with scorn a date With me. She loves me not! Else why Should she refuse my supper and my car? lay not Annette’s indisposition be n parts some other man? Well, ay de mil I'll go call up Philippa. She can pet And kiss most lusciously. I'll make of her My goddess for the evening, since Annette Is “indisposed.” Gordon D. Kissam, Annapolis '24 Ask Darwin—He Knows Maybe we did come from monkeys, be- cause we know a guy that has kept the breed true. Robert M. Moore, Stanford One of the Notices Which Never Appears in the College Dailies The Senior Members of the Freshman Advisory Committee will meet this evening in physics laboratory. Any unsold radiators, cainpus passes, reserved chapel seats, fresh- men rules, exemption certificates, or permits to use the swimming pool, will be turned in at this time RK. J. Sloan, Cornell CONTRADICTION By P. Stewart Macaulay, Johns Hop- kins '23 W !1H lofty air Of savoir faire, The knowing one Expounds me this: here is no real ‘kick’ in a If you've had one before.” kiss But now I know It is not so. I tried last night And tell you this: There is a real Her dad came in the door A MOMENT’S ORNAMENT SHE was a thing of beauty sent ‘7 To be a moment’s ornament. She lingered like a faint perfume Which breezes cruel soon consume. From ‘neath my grasp of steel she crept, And like a poor, weak thing I wept, To see her softly slip away To light another's dreary day. And now as weary days all close, A perfume faint, just like the rose, Recalls to mind the money spent, Upon that moment’s ornament. Harry A. Jones, Tulane '24 ick in a kiss A Digest of the World’s Humor a jest. The Banter treats the matter Orange Peel has slipped up sadly over it, while the Brown Jug lost its cork com- pletely. The Punch Bowl is quite Frothy over it, and Sun-Dodger cannot stand still long enough to see light on the question Tar Baby sees the question in its blackest aspect. Virginia Reel refuses to take definite stand on the question, Purple Cou takes the awkward view of the matter Tiger objects to one claws of the case. So the case still remains unsettled as to the place of Woman in College humor. Albert L. Meyers, Colgate '25 Perhaps “Honi soit qui mal y_pense.”—Perhaps the reason so many of our more prominent reformers look as though life had dealt to them from the bottom of the pack. D. H. Thompson, Princeton '24 What It Proves If a girl cries it proves that she has a heart, and that she confidence in her face powder, Wallace X. Rawlins, U. of Colorado Drawn by A. D. HEYMAN, Harvard. Samson—Won't you tell me how I might prove my great love? Delilah—Oh—buy and buy! Two of a Kind Small Pug—Yeah, I'm little. I'm a fly- weight, but say, kid, I sure is some pest of a fly in de ring. Opponent—You got nothin’ on me, sonny. I'm light, too. I'm what dey call a paper- weight. An’ say, it’s flypaper at dat! Chas. W. Roberts, Ohio Wesleyan Drawn by CHESTER GouLD, Northwestern ‘24, He—I can’t keep my mind off you! She—Nor your feet. 1 \ 4 Ly J Kb At ly feds Gian 2 Drawn by SiwNey Hicks Southwest State T “How did you happen to make the team, Rastus?” “Well, boss, dey was only ten head- geahs.” achers’ College ‘24 CELIA’S EYES By J. W. Wright, Yale '23 WHEN the stainless vault of vernal skies Arches a sea of flowers, I need no watch but Celia’s e To reck the flying hours At the drowsy hush of deepest noon When the sky is soundless blue, They echo like a still lagoon, The noonday’s azure hue. And as the blush of twilight creeps, Over the frowning hill, They glow like a dying fire that keeps, The ghost of its radiance still But when the lingering roseal light, Has left the topmost scar They are twin fragments ach studded with a star of the night, They change with the sky as the hours roll on, From noon till night's repose; But whether they match Heaven at dawn, Why, Heaven only knows! FOOTNOTES FROM A_ PURER- THAN'S LEXICON By Armand K. Fidaire, Columbia HEEK-TO-CHEEK: Vulgar facial juxtaposition of the malefactors. Dance An_ innocent-appearing name employed to cloak a scandalous conspiracy of the unrighteous. Dance Hall: The scene of the crime. Dancer: One guilty of dancing. Dancing: Rhythmical hugging. Fox Trot: Most common manner of com- mitting dancing: called from resemblance to gait of dromedary. Jazz: Queer sounds furnishing the al- leged rhythm. Musician: Partner: may be. Phonograph: Prohibition: G ened and salutary type of leg’ to comprehend dancing, m and kindred evils, and aiming to making them Hug-you-nots. Insidious adaptation of the crime by juniors in institutions of higher learn- ing. jatan: 22 Particeps criminis Hugger or huggee, as the case See musician. neric name for enlight- lation, soon ic, motoring, reform See terpsichore. Shimmy: Same as dancing, only more aggravated, and sans locomotion. Taxi: An accessory before and after the fact. Terpsichore: Dramatic critic's ism for dance hall proprietor. Toddle: Ambulatory progr cape detection. Tripping-it-on the Light-Fantastic: — Lit- erary extenuation, culled from the pag of Milton, and propounded by daring apol gists of dancing. euphesn- sion to e: comicbooks.com