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Loaf and Lose. Diy remember the day of April one, When the Whole gang went out and worked? The deed it was done Like a soneof-a-gun, For destruction in our frames lurked! We tore up the shingles and rafters at once, The lean-to- and inside went down; The walls in a bunch Caved in with a crunch, And we hollered t'Now bring on the town! rwas a hard lookini mob that walked away; We looked the round sum of ten cents! Our mugs were like clay; Quite behackled Iid say, A picture of Darwihis cave-gents! But think of the treat which we after- wards got, i The girls and their moral support; Hot dogs, spuds, and candy, Pop and doughnuts were dandy, And fruit as a last resort. And for all our work we sure got paid, And weid do it again and again! For the girls with us stayed, Frowns to smiles they sure made, 'Cause the stomach is key to all men. We ne,er will forget that historic day, When we tore down the old for the new. When we pulled on the trigger, Making better and bigger, Our glorious L. D. S. U. eAnonymous. A boy, working in the city, wrote a let- ter to his brother, back on the farm. telling of the joys of city life, in which he said: uThursday we autoed out to the Coune try Club, and golfed until dark. Then we trolleyed back to town and danced until dawn. Then we motored to the beach and Fridayed there. The brother on the farm wrote back: ttYesterday we buggied to town and baseballed all afternoon. Then we went to Ned's and pokered till morning. To- day we muled out to the cornfield, and gee-hawed until sundown. Then we sup- pered and then we piped for awhile. After that we staircased up to our room and bedsteaded until the clock fived. Waterproof. The sergeant-major of a certain regi- ment was a bit of a martinet and was constantly finding fault wlth the slight- est things. One day he was sitting in his room in the barracks and, happening to glance out the window, he saw a pri- vatepass in full uniform with a bucket. This roused the sergeantrmuJor to fury, and he promptly dashed to the door and hailed the private. HWhere are you going? ttTo fetch some water, sir, replied the man. tiWhatfi yelled the sergeant-major, In those trousersiw Y ttNo, sir; in the bucketlii was the re- ply. BargimCounter Golf. ttFore! yelled the golfer, ready to play. But the woman on the course paid no attention. Foreiii he shouted again with no ef- fect. itAh, suggested his opponent in dis- gust, tttry her once with 'three ninety- eight'W In Sweet Vacation Time. Bro. JacobseneDo you know the para- bles, my child? BarloweYes, sir. leAnd which of the parables do you like best? B.--I like the one where somebody loafs and fishes. Ode to a Haircut. Have you ever been so That your face didn't show; You hadnit had a haircut for so long? Donit want to go taggin, A dog-catchers wagon! I know dog-onwell youill be in wrong! To a Barber Shop, sonny, Ant slips iem some money; To hire ten janitors to sweep off thy hair! And youlll feel much relievea To be surely bereaved, Of your hair! Youtll sure be a bear, With the women, for fair! When youire out of the chair, You want to take care, When youire standing there; For now there is air, Where there used to be hair.- -Anonymous. A Two Hundi cm