Life — September 9, 1926 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Li joes, E NSEMBLE | SUITS | “T WANT A GOOD, SENSIBLE BATHING sU “Yrs, MODOM—SOMETHING FOR THE EN SH CHANNEL Freshman Memories THE grape-skin cap. The first keg party. The kiss in the livery rig. The cake in the bulldog pipe. The rented shad-belly and white gloves. The Turkish Trophies in the mon- ogram case. The family entrance to the ’Var- sity Café. The close-harmony on the steps of Old Main. The splinter bleachers at the big game against DePauw. 7 The wonder over whether you could ever bring up a son worthy to enter the dear old school. The announcement that he has de- cided to go somewhere else. McCready Huston. ERRY: Where did you stop in Chicago? Berry: Every place I was held up. Hes Pept Diary, August Lounged about my room 16th all morning, hemstitching on the towel which I be- gan seven years ago and do work upon only when I am away visiting, just as I do carry “Pendennis” for reading matter upon railway trains, and albeit I have travelled quite a bit, I am still no further than page 186 in my rice-paper edition, but this time I did-finish the towel, so off to the village to buy some papier-miché letters for the broidering of my in- itials on it, going in vain from shop to shop until I did end up at a Woman's Exchange, where I was so taken with this and that specics of handiwork that I had spent twenty- seven dollars before I emerged in- stead of the twenty or thirty cents with which I had planned to part upon entering. But I did bethink me to do some of my Christmas shopping early, and albeit the articles I purchased look well enough now, I do fear that as the actual Yuletide season approaches, they will look too much as if made by loving hands and that those who reccive them will say, “Mrs. Pep must have been stung at a bazaar!" One of the objects which I could not resist w sprinkling can painted bright red, to which various aquatic animals, such as a toad, a lizard, a fish and a duck, were attached by gay ribbons, and I parted with it to the steward’s child, aged four, with some reluc- tance, for I could h at down straightway and played with it my- self... gay company from the countryside for luncheon, including Jim Whipple, whose affairs of the art are so hectic and frequent that Sam calls him God's free gift to the women of America, Much di: on various matters, in especial man’s most desirable estate, w! upon Sam vouchsafed t! in spite of recent talk discounting royal felicity, he had observed that Alfonso of Spain managed to present himself with an exceeding good time, and that he would not mind at all being a king in such a case. But if he could not be a ruler, his second choice was to be a bang-up butler in charge of a rich and appreciative houschold. Nor was his talk as silly as it (Continued on page 32) comicbooks.com