Judge — May 6, 1922 — page 8: what you’re looking at

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A Wonderful Thing Yea, verily, brothers, chemistry is wonderful thing! It énables ye stoode to test his dad's home brew for fusel oil, thereby keeping the old gentleman on this terrestial sphere so that ye stoode can to make a liv- j ing by writing for = y K. Eastwood i m4 Carnegie Tech. * | Pare 2) | 4S GOING WRONG | “(rx By C. H. Kirk, ] Cs Wisconsin ‘22 Drawn Hunch . DUNCAN, Cornell * y E. K. Kennepy, Cornell eT isn't everybody TW 4 Who can stay on the { wy: ()) Straight and narrow Path, for not long ago 7> While out in the Country, a preacher | Drove up and inquired Happy Adam | * The way te nearest Whatever trouble Adam had. Town. ‘I told him, No man could make him sore | NS But as he was disap- By saying, when he told a joke, j LC pearing “I've heard that thing before.” Down the road, he B. Lobar, Suddenly turned to The left, after [ Had plainly told him Drawn by ‘olumbia ‘+ S._N. Darton, City College, N.Y. The Night of Prom COLL nae That the first turn Fair Co-ed—Oh, Suet [am all out of 4 Was to the right whiting for my neck and arms. MAN This is only another Sue—Here’s whiting I use on my buck Equipped for Instance of a Good Man skins—you're welcome to use it on yours life. Gone Wrong. Louise Holt, Carroll College | | | | | ae | | | { | nated J Le et Long line of African Pygmy camouflaged sub- shooting dice on marines crossing the summit of the ] Negro night i watchman guard- ing stock room of blackboard factory the bay ina Matterhorn. at midnight heavy fog. cc 4 | } i | ) } | ky in ) \\ } | y, | n | nner | Showing pro- Fireman rescu- Futuristic impression of i jectile from 200- ing keg of wine the next President's inau- ; mile cannon at from blazing cel- guration. moment of at- lar. taining greatest speed. | VJ LO 4, J Drown by Prep Fist Ancient history. A Codfish Ball. IN A COLLEGE CLASSROOM By Kevin A. Walsh, St. Louts U. ‘24 ‘THE. schoolbell tolls the knell of parting play, The weary students straggle into class; Professors start things for another day, And give the duds another chance to pass. Now fades the glimmering campus — from their view, And all the quad a deathly si- lence finds, Save where some Freshie gets his daily due, Or drowsy lec tures dull the Seniors’ minds. Save where some ham, some thirty’ minutes late, Steals in and hopes to dodge a watchful eye; Or, such, as slip: « ping out to keep a date, Are caught and get another by and by. Columbia ‘23, SON-UP ON Within the class- 3, wh ra ethers” BROADWAY talk, “I swan, Eb must Where lie the have a tidy farm books in many thar in New York Fact in tess heap. Writes that he don't eee a heamatrow do nothing but look desk, bes: “| deakrbesmeared Sfter the bulls, The dreamy stu. water the stock, dents of the milk the goats, and college sleep. feed the chickens.” Out of Luck “I'm out of luck now that vacation is over “How is that?” “Vacation is the only time that [ can convince anyone that Iam a student.” G. K. Smith, Dartmouth °25 A FABLE FOR COLLEGIANS By Harold N. Swanson, Grinnell '23 HE had hung his pin—tong, dim ages ‘ago. He had completed the payments on the ring. He was marrying the most wonderful girl in schoo On the eve of his wedding he wondered how things would be a from. that night. He wondered if she would still love him, if he would be as crazy about her. oe Re < ry Time has a way of going by. Another year came—the anniversary of that night And they were still as crazy about each other. You see, they hadn't been married yet. a comicbooks.com