Grand Island College - Islander Yearbook (Grand Island, NE)

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W C., UVERSIZE Is there something you Want, 1nadam? asked the- salesman. Mrs. Bonifield: Dear ine, yes, we haven't been married for very long, and I did want a collar button for my husband, but I have forgotten what size he wears. Paul Newell fpoet loverjr My fair one, you reign supreme in my heart. When the clouds gather and the snow and hail beat upon me, then I think of you. Then comes the warm south- ern winds-the storms break, and thru the dying showers I see you: love shining bright and clear. My rainbow! She: Hey, is this a weather report or a proposal? Eight long years ago, Joe Alicatfi was a passenger on a liner bound for America. He was siudying Engllsh, which he expressed perfectly in short sentences. He sat opposite at a luncheon table, and a piece of sliced tongue lay just beyond his reach. Slyly he consulted his dictionary and slipped it again into his pocket. Will you plca e, sir, said he with a confident smile, pass the language. Say, is Jim Kleinkauf self-cen- tered? Self-centered '? Why, that guy thinks 'tHail, hail, the gang's all here, is a solo! ' If you think you've got temptations to meet, recall the 'strengthen' Rastus needed when he declared, 'KAh's got a job whitewashin' a chicken coop and buildin' a fence around a water melon patch.

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