Judge, 1928-07-07 · page 24 of 36
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“Where ya goin’?” “Dayton.” “Get one for me too.” —Watten Conrati, U. of Pittsburgh '29 “That fellow sure had tough luck one with the crutches “Yeah, he fell down twenty- nine rs without hurting him self, then he fell off the last stair onto the floor and broke his —Gronar Vocer, Yale ‘30 It was two in the morning. The doctor had been on his feet for twelve consecutive hours and he was dead tired. Just as he slid into bed and reached up to turn out the light the telephone “Damm id the doc- here Ss one born every minute! —Raovut Brennen, Yale '29 Stenog—My new sweetie’s com- ing to see me tonight. Would you like to make his acquaintance? Roommate—Sure, tell him to bring him along. —Winston Norman, Stanford '28 “So your daughter is going around the world alone! And how is she ring herself for the journe “She has learned to say ‘No! in twelve languages.” —Raour Buumuxna, Yale '29 “Sire, your wife is without.” at that drunk down He's cheering his head Vithout w “He must have had some root At Bueep, Trinity '31 J. Winston Poren Boston Univ, 30 beer. “Villain,” cried she, “hand over that evil bottle before I report you to your captain.” “Fear not, wench, ’tis but a precaution against the bite of those monstrous snakes which I shall soon be seeing.” D. L. Mattie, Annapolis ’31 comicbooks.com