Judge — April 12, 1930 — page 26: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Scotland checks the erime wv —Banoer Lins, Wabash * Fear the Greeks Tim Eminent High Supreme Com- mander rapped sharply thrice on the soapbox which served him as a table. ‘The bers of the Grabbs Takan Swipe collegiate fraternity ceased their discussion of liquor and wed their feet from vari- ous articles of and at- tended. “Brothers,” he women, ren bric-a-brac said, “things have pretty pass when I forced to sit on a beer keg at our weekly meetings. Have you no pride? Have you no red blood? Have you no manhood,” he bellowed, warmer, “that you lift 1 finger to furnish this hh > We are the dis- xrace of the Women spurn our parties r than sit out dances on the mo 1 ginger-ale come to a am getting ASE cases, uma house the way sports velvet carpets, silken hangings and cut-glass r butler is often mists ACTOSS: andeliers. Sor thing’s got ncluded. c “He is right!” 1 and broke up the meet~ s exit through the open ugers of the Ritz and t wondering what has become r lobby furnishings. The Pull- man company has a startling shortage of boudoir equipment. And Mr. Childs, of Childs’ restaurants, is certain he had a recent tally showed. The Grabba Takan Swipe house is now the envy of the campus. The more silver than brothers sleep upon silken beds and cat from silver platters. The Emi nent High Supreme Commander sits upon a mahogany chair and raps upon a teakwood table. Girls flock to the dances. No, the boys did not. steal these articles. They were taken as souvenirs, It's just an old Greek cus- tom. —Rowtanno Lyon Dominick—Hey, boss! Come quick: Pasquale just fell into the cement mixer! Foreman—Great Scott! Italian hand in this? Is my fine —Russece J. Minekcry, Wesleyan '31 They left when T sat down at the piano! Jismy Watrovs, Wisconsin "31 Ind the policeman on his. Fraxkiin N. Beaven, Wabash * and A. Suverniart, Harvard Pa Theophilus Jones jumps to a con —Row1axp Lyon, George Washington U. °29 Campus Pests Tis tailor is English, his English is tailored With grace only Oxford can cap ture. « like talkies By feminine murmurs of rapture, Lapeceably groomed and implacably frigid, He never forgets his restraint. For every occasion his standards arc rigid, think him even his friends quaint, And No collar-ad model ean ever appear As trim or No off-colorec he’s near; nt, told when ipidly ple stories are There's always a gentleman present —Trv Gornsitri, Columbia "30 “That guy's dead from the neck up.” I didn’t even know he was thick.” —Pavi Lanton, Stanford ’31 comicbooks.com