Central Wisconsin College - Valkyrie Yearbook (Scandanavia, WI)

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f 2 3 24 125 TINY TICKLERSN Miss XV.: VVho wrote David Copperfield? Kathryn J.: CAfter pausej 'KU-hi Dickens. Sigurd R.: Qifranslating Faunen as wonienj. Mrs. F.: VX7here do you get your women?'l Ella P.: I must be hard to understand. Today Kjeseth asked ine a question about ten times and then he said he couldnlt get nie. .... F? Prof. G.: lWould there be any breeze coming from a large lake on a perfectly, clear, windless day? . UMODEST PROPOSALU Heard-knock at door of Norse rooni. Miss S.: XN7as there someone you wanted P' Arthur L.: 'iYes.', Miss S.: 'WVho ?', A. L.: L'You!

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ts U Z nllnnaf 124 f r' ill! t i 23 BY THESE SONGS YE SHALL KNOW Oh How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning -Arthur Larson Alice Blue Go.Wn',-Teddy Haines. Along Caine Ruth -Christian VValle. Sort-A-Miss-You -Karen Wfhite. I Know Vxfhat lt Means To Be Lonesome -Marion Peterson. Casey at Horne -Evelyn Vlfang. They Wfere All Out. Of Step But J'l1T1M1Cl2'l1'Z1 Hillestad. Smiles -Happy Anderson. Don't you Remember The Time ? eVirgil Wfalle. Tricks --Ralph Paulson. ' There's Only One Pal After All -Ruth Henclricksen. Tn The Evening By The Moonlightu-Sever Anderson. Who Tied The Can on The Dogls Tail? -XVillard Hanson. VVhistling jiniw-James Anderson. Slow and Easy -Clifford Thompson. One. Two, Three, Four, Sonietiines I Wfish There W'ere More' -Orrin Mason. V l'1n a 12 oyclock Fellow, In a 9 o'cloek Town -Arthur Gullik- son. Breakfast in Bed -Edna Grenlie.

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Q uit: nag ig, 126 me KEEP SMILINCV' My time has come, muttered the nervous Freshman as he Walked down to the mail box, opened a package, and pulled forth ...... a watch. Helen R.: 'tTliose are clever little wrist-watches, aren't they? Sophus I.: Yes! They have such bright faces. Prof. K.: Qln Physics classD How do you produce, beats ? 'The worldys all wrong, said Prof. Gurholt as he came across a poorly drawn map. 7 Crit.: The picture of the horse is good, but where's the wa- gon P Art.: l'Oh, the 'horse will draw thatf' Uh well, sighed the old Oalcen Bucket. Digging a hole, my man ? i f'Nope, digging the dirt and leaving the hole. ' Oh, murmured the innocent victim as the dentist began to tell a joke, why pull that one P