University of Southern California - El Rodeo Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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SOME JUNIORS WHERE ARE THE OTHERS ? THE TWO PREXIES THE CALL OF THE WILD GOOD MORNING, GERTRUDE SOME senior! FIDO IS A HOT DOG TWO HICS ?

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LINAMENT BY THE LASSOERS No round-up of the year would be complete without THE LASSO. If any of you have witnessed the corraling of a great herd you will recall that the lasso is the chief weapon of the cowboy. When most of the lear- eyed beasts shift nervously in the pen there still remains some of the inately wild that baffle all efforts of a determined chase. To subdue these leaders, the rope should be thrown by skilled artists of the plain. These we are not, and as a result, a few of the herd have been cut by the tangling coils and others are still free. Yet we have roped in most of the obstreperous critters in each of the herds that roam over our Campus. If we have not corralled all, those that are still at liberty may gore the earth and paw the dust, fit victims for our successors. But our chief desire is that when the round-up is over and the dust has re- settled on the plain, the sting of THE LASSO shall be forgotten and the stamp of the branding iron shall be healed; but if it is not so, forgive the punchers and console yourself with the reflection that it is better to be roped and branded than never to be roped at all. REASONS FOR READING THE LASSO 1. It is written, compiled, created, assembled and renovated by US. 2. It is a fearless x-ray exposure of conditions as they exist. 3. The Censor read it and is still living. 4. Same as (1). 5. It is interesting, improving and educational. 6. There is no study in or out of the Curriculum that broadens the vision, creates so many nightmares, and intensifies the sympathies like the uninter- rupted application of your undivided attention to something so plainly worth while. 7. Same as (4). Josh Board iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii THE LASSO Page 20S

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The Alpha In the beginning were the heavens and the Freshmen created. And the Freshmen were without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the Freshmen. And the spirit of U. S. C. dawned upon the minds of the Freshmen. And Prexy said, Let there be Hght; and the Juniors appeared. And Prexy saw the Jimiors, and be- hold they were very good. And Prexy divided the Juniors from the Seniors. And Prexy called the Juniors Bril- liant and the Seniors he called Bone- heads. And the evening and the morning were the first day. And Prexy said, Let there be a bat- tle in the midst of the gridiron. And let it divide the Freshmen from the Sophomores. And Prexy called the battle and he divided the Freshmen who were many from the Sophomores who were mighty; and it was so. And Prexy called the fight a Push Ball contest. And the evening and the morning was an awful day. And Prexy said. Let the Freshmen be gathered together unto one place and let the Sophomores appear; and it was so. And Prexy called the Juniors to referee the contest and placed them as masters of the day for Prexy knew they were strong and mighty. And Prexy said, Let the Freshmen show some pep and the Sophomores show some jazz. And let the Fresh- men break their backs and the Sopho- mores break their necks. And let the battle bring forth blood and let every Freshman take after his kind and every Sophomore take after his kind; and it was so. And Prexy saw the battle and it was great. And there was wailing and gnashing of teeth for the evening and the morn- ing made the Freshmen victors. And Prexy saw great whales like Beasley and winged fowls like Maude Pedgrift. And he saw that they were very poor. And Prexy said. Let their heads be plunged in the duck pond and let the bubbles multiply around their necks, and it was so. Thus were the heavens and the Freshmen finished and all the hosts of them. And the next day we all rested and were content with what had been done. WELL KNOWN SAYINGS ILLUSTRATED BY US People who live in glass houses should pull dpwn the blinds. — Miss Bev- eridge. Faint heart never stole an ice wagon. — Harry Woods. Don ' t cross the bridge until you see the whites in their eyes. — Bill Dallas. Birds of a feather flock together. — Billie Gavins and Lyle Adams. Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Go to a senior picnic, and you go alone. —Fair Co-ed. A good son maketh a glad father. — B. O. Bliven. The seniors walk in uprightness and all wisdom shall die with them. — Hunter Clark. If at first you don ' t succeed, see us. Josh Board. THE LASSO Page 210