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i0 'l' H Fl PUNISHMENTS -I REMEMBER When I was a small child, my mother had a punishment for us children which we thought of as being very unpleasant. Of course, the things we were punished for, we termed wholly different from the way mother did. She would think of these offenses as being punishable, when we would think of them as being praise- worthy. But what was this loathsome punish- ment? Was it a good spanking on her knees? Was it that we had to stay in the corner for a certain length of time? Or that she forbade us to go out of No, it was none of these things, It was all and only the dreadful couch! was it doors? Many times it was that I lay on the couchf' studying the ceiling, and at the same time thinking how unjustly I was being punished. Many marks did I make on the wall beside the couchf' to while away the time. But, above all, many times it was that I called to my mother and asked to get up before my time was done. Of course, my brother and I had more than one quarrel in our childhood. And as I was the older, mother usually pun- ished me first. Roger, come here,', she would say with a hard voice. Of course, I'd naturally proceed to argue with her as to which one of us was the cause of the quarrel. But the argument usually ended with her saying, Go up-stairs and lie down on the couch for half an hour! As I recall it today, I can think of much better punishments, such as talking OR ACLE it over with the child, but I also know of punishments which are a whole lot worse than the couchf, But even though it is painful, I think almost anybody would rather have a good spanking than have to lie for half an hour on the dreadful couch. ROGER METILLY THE DIVER Falling with the grace of an inanimate object, he plunged into the lake, causing a plume of water to shoot skyward and splatter angrily back again. DAVID XVHEELER, 1935A CHRISTMAS GIFTS What thrills of anticipation those whispered words bring. From the begin- ning of Christmas week until the actual day, packages and gifts arrive from all parts of the country. There is the glittering package, deco- rated in silver ribbons and tinsel, from more fortunate relatives. One is sure to find something expensive and perishable in that package. Then there comes the cherished and looked for package. That one is usually neatly done up and tied with a pretty ribbon and the admonition not to open until Christmas. When it is opened, it contains the very much needed, brightly colored, hand-knitted mittens that you hinted you wanted to go with a new ski suit. There is usually some fudge tucked away in the package somewhere. This gift is from grandmother.
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THE asked your girl friend instead of you to attend the Frat Dance Saturday night. Aside from having people sponge on you, you will find that if there is anything hard to be done you,ll be asked to do it. And will you do it? Of course you will! Because refusing to accept the offer would endanger your success as a popu- lar person. Secondly, it is also a known fact that popular people never have real pal- friendsf' This is because they are so busy trying to impress new people, and at the same time trying to keep in the good graces of the people whom they al- to really know one person from the other. If by some slip of the pen, I have failed to get that last idea across, I shall en- deavor to explain myself. After continu- ous interruptions for I-Iello, did you really? Whom did you go with? What did you wear? What time did you get home?,' you'll be ready to join our classes for bores. Now, if I have convinced you that it is wiser to fe a bore, you must consider being the corrzct type. Even bores have an individuality of dress. The girl-bore W ll turn up for the High Light Affairs clad in any-old-thing, much to the cha- grin of her tuxedoed escort. Showing up for an all-day hike clad in high heels and a dashingly new dress is an exclusive right copyrighted for bores. Be sure to take the utmost pains not to tear your dress, as this will show the male hikers that you are conservative. To cap the climax, sprain your ankle so that every- one will have to turn around and go home. If you follow my advice, you OR ACLE I9 may rest assured that you won't be for- gotten for a long time to come. Now I shall give you certain indispen- sible advice concerning your dates. If you want to make an impression on your escort, call down in a drowsy tone that you had forgotten all about the date and were sleeping. Then take the greatest pains dressing so that when you appear some two hours later he will be delighted with the refreshing picture you present. But if you find that he has fallen asleep, awaken him immediately and demand an apology for such actions. Above all things, don't let your boy friends insult you, they will think twice as much of you if you stand up for your rights. If your date takes you to the pictures, just to show him that you are really tak- ing an interest in what is going on, tell him the actors and actresses you don't like. Or better still, tell him what you have been doing in the last two or three weeks. And don't use a too confidential tone - maybe the people around you would like to hear what you have been doing. Speaking of tones reminds me to com- ment briefly on the peculiar voice quality that becomes a bore. Carry on your con- versations in monosyllables. When you speak, use such cultured tones that you can't be heard. They will ask you to re- peat anyhow. It never fails! Fellow bore-women, you are like the seven-years itch, but you are indispensa- ble to society. No party is complete with- out you and you may rest assured that you will be in popular'I demand. :XNONYBIOCS
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THE ORACLE 21 Then there is the necessary run of gifts from all of your friends. Many lovely gifts, wrapped in gaily colored papers and ribbons, each one conveying from its senders the hearty wishes for a merry Christmas. When they have all been opened and placed beneath the tree, there before you, you can see the people that sent them: the mittens from grandmother, the books from Uncle, the hand-made handkerchief from little Betty, and the glittering sequin bag from the silver package. These are only a few of the many friends that help to make Christ- mas what it is. BETTY FRASER AN INTERVIEW WITH A TRAMP We weren't lounging in soft easy chairs, nor were we sipping lemonade from tall rimmed tumblers. Instead, we sat on large stones and drank tea from shallow tin cups. My accidental encounter with this strange character was unexpected but proved most enter- taining. I had wandered off from camp, in- tent on doing some exploring in the immediate vicinity, when suddenly I stumbled upon a little clearing and thus began my thrilling experience. Not even looking at me, he startled me by an invitation to sit down and have a cup of tea with him. As I saw nothing to alarm me, I decided to accept. He was attired in a shabby, rather tat- tered suit, but seemed to be healthg and had a full, ruddy face. He was talkative, not at all reluctant ta part with information of a personal n1ture. It wasn't necessary to start the conversation by talking about the weather or by discussing the present economic conditions or financial crisis. Instead I inquired the reasons and the steps that led up to his present life. I was both amazed and dumbfounded by what he divulged. He began his stc-ry by telling me that he had been born in jolly old England and was a graduate of a university. After his graduation, he had been seized by a spirit of adventure and, without a cent in his pocket, he began tramping around the world. From country to country he wandered, finally stowing away aboard a vessel and reaching the United States. During our conversation, I was deep- ly impressed by his intelligence and his extensive vocabulary. He showed me a small dictionary and a vest pocket edi- tion of Shakespeare's Hamlet which, he confided he always carried with him. H claimed that he was well pleased with his present life and would not change it for all the wealth of a banker. I don't agree with him on that score, but after thinking back, I must admit 5
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