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Did you hear about the fellow who sneezed when speaking to the oper- ator on the trans-Atlantic phone and she connected him with Russia? “See now! I told you we shouldn’t eat irradiated yeast!” | —Jinay Watrovs, | Wisconsin ’31 The Sincerest Form of Flattery I know a girl, too, Mr. Carroll, and she thinks collegians are auto crashes, but she’s wild about university: men, She thinks a dean is a loud noise (she's not so dumb!), and when I asked if she'd seen my alma mater, she asked me to take her for a ride in it. I told her I had six cuts in one of my classes, and she asked if it was a barber col- lege I went to, and when I started to tell her about my roommate going late to his class in French Lit, she said if he wasn’t sober he had no business in a French class. y about e all | I asked her what she kne | fraternities, and she said they Aaron His Views A remarkable man was named Sharon, He gloried in his family tree. And insisted his next son be Then placidly waited to see. The stork was not specially carin’ To cater to this kind of tree; It brought to the house of this Sharon, Not one, and not two, but just three. “You have made me a little bit ner- vous,” He said to this specie of Herons; “Of course, I appreciate service, But you'd better quit running these Aarons.” —Bor ve Haven, U. of Wisconsin '29 My dear, making a train does not mean handing out a line toa girl ina long dress.” —Cuanrey Quanenis, U. of Arizona ’30 “Just clearing the decks for auc- tion,” crooned the bridge maniac as he threw the jokers in the waste-basket. —Rvussett J. Hinckrey, Wesleyan ’31 Greek to her. She thinks a Deke is : | nickname for a deacon and a Beta man is Gunga Din. I told her our house had pledged fifteen freshmen, and she } thought it was nice for all those boys to be taking the pledge, especially when you read about so much drinking in the colleges, like in that book, “The Plastered Agi She think: co-ed is one of those dot-and-dash telegraph alphabets. That a scholarship is a student cruise t, and tuition is that gift women ¢ of instinctive knowledge. To her, Brown is a color, Colgate a tooth paste, Michigan a card game, C. C..N. Y. a railroad, and Yale a Swedish prison. But she knows all about college life from the movies —Dick Hemenway, Holmes. Trinity 33 —Row anv Lyon, George Washington U. she’s seen! “We're on the track of something big, Watson,” observed Sherlock comicbooks.com