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Abou Ben Adhem Yes, we realize, Leigh Hunt A™ Bex Apuem (may his tribe increase) Looked at his cards with an intent to fleece, And saw through the dim and smoky veil Which clouded the room and obscured the kale But a pair of jacks—perfectly cold. A lightning palm had made Ben Adhem bold And to the ante in the pot he stuck A handful of lucre, buck upon bu And with a look made of utter dise Dared the Arabs to raise the pot “Stick in your eash and you stick out your neck,” Said’ Abou Ben Adhem as he rif’ed the k deck. All save Moe Levy dropped out of the fight. held three ki that nigh “TIL raise Moe —Allah was good you!” he shricked in eestatic tones. With placid face Abou pushed forth ten bones. The cards were spread to see whom fate had blest, And lo! Ben Adhem’s hand led all the rest. —Dartmouth Jack 0° Lantern. wh LH Bir, “I just saw a horse with a wooden leg.” “Where?” “On the merry-go-round.” — Ne- braska Awgwan. rer EAR HEART, this wonder love of ours Doth promise happiness and bli The quivering thrill of love’s first kiss In later years I'll write a | The song of love immort (But shift you just a bit, Ty My knee is paralyzed). —Notre Dame Juggler. Progress. —Washington and Lee Mink. WITH THE COLLEGE WITS Irrepressible, Joyous, Irresponsible Gld Colored ticket for Floren Ticket Agent (after ten minutes of weary thumbing over railroad guides) — Where the devil is Florence? “Settin’ over dar on de Princeton Tiger. wants a Mammy—Ise bench.” “There’s only one thing worse on earth, and that’s a woman without a man.”—Cornell Widow. Fd A Wonderful Discovery HE FOLLOWING is a fairly authentic report of a conversation between two seniors overheard recently in Longle “We you? how are mu de- I haven't seen you . well, Jack, old chap. Why in the world have ately? ag fo tell you the truth, have been so altogether bu: I've hardly left: my room. u've struck a money. old bean, I lately that naker, ve, and_ that’s of the dis- : old chap, it's merely a piece of machinery, yet let me tell you some of the wonderful things it can do. With a turn from me I can » it see, hear . dance, », or telephor Jove, with no effort at all I can make it breathe!” “Oh, I say! What is the blooming thing?” “It’s my blooming self, old top, and I'm going to put it to work and make a fortune!” —Yale Record. rrr ‘I wonder if she’s in love with him?” “I'm beginning to think Yesterday shé forgot to af feed her new Russian wolf- y hound.”"—Grinnell Malteaser. 1 6 ) ey ( Young Prof—Dearest, let me teach you to love me! Co-ed—How many credits?—Penn State Froth. 25 Mae—And did the editor actually print all that scandal about Virginia when she turned him down? Rae—Yes. You see reverted to type. in his grief, he Chicago Phoenix. wae He—Your little brother just saw me kiss you. What can I give him to keep him from telling? She—He get Carolina Boll We lly gets a dollar— il. ttt Pro—There are only about 1,000 women in this country engaged in the mining industry. Stude (from rear of class)—What about the gold-diggers?—Lehigh Burr. The weaker sex. —Stevens Tech. Stone Mill. comicbooks.com