Milwaukee School of Engineering - EMF Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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 LIFE A little rue, a little holly, a little niirth and melancholy, a little fun, a little folly, and that is life. A little gall, a little honey, a little home, a little money, days too cloudy, days too sunny, and that is life. A little rest, a little labor, a friend or two, a kindly neighbor, the organ’s dirge, the lilt of tabor, and that is life. A little hope, a little prayer that we shall find the next world fair, that when we die some one will care, and that is life. We were promised unlimited space and expected to have more than we could fill. But we have on hand such a huge stack of articles that we can only list the authors and the titles and give a brief explanatory note of a few. The articles mentioned are very choice and we recommend that you consult the authors about them, as we think that you will find them well worthy of your perusal. M. J. Pfiefifcr was recently engaged in research work. During the holir days he completely dismantled the family car and its engine to the smallest nut. On reassembling it, he had sufficient left over to make several Fords. He handed in an article entitled “Everyman His Own Spare Part by One Who Knows”—very interesting. Mr. Leming enthused and burst forth with two brilliant features: “Speak Before You Think” and “Shake Your Head and Have a Rattling Good Time.” The author says that he writes from experience and is evidently an authority. $ Rounds, one Norman Howard, of High school and lady-killing fame, found time, between combing his pompadour and polishing his glasses, to write a clever classic entitled: “Make Your Own Joke and Then Laugh At It”—very well done. Reading, noted in officers’ circles and such other places, produced for our approval an article entitled: “The Mustache and Did You Notice It.” The thing does not seem to be a howling success; the author’s diction was good, but there seemed to be a dearth of material for him to work with. Mr. Pringle responded generously to the call and gave us an article, on cream-colored spats, labelled: “How to Be a Lily and Still Live.” It is as- tonishing, the extent to which an author will go. in order to lend his story color. Mr. Primacow, strange to say, handed in a large article, which we greatly regret, space docs not permit us to print. It was called “The Life of Tom Thumb, His Haunts and Habits.” This is not a short story, but a Shorty story, as it were. Royal A. B.—the A. B. stands for bachelor of athletics—wrote a thing entitled : “Physical Training and How to Skip.” If you arc in doubt as to the author’s meaning or method, consult him at the earliest opportunity. Mr. Lea—you all know him—instead of writing, came in and told us several stories, all of which he called, “Good Ones.” We are ashamed to confess that we laughed at these—the whole of them. But still we could not consider them fit for publication. Try to do better next time. Mr. Lea. Try to do better. Page One Hundred Eighty-five

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A « «»«« ««,« » , l ,, - » i THE 1102(0 E -X'' ' i Mr. Newell, Long John, composed an epic dedicated to Dr. Castor of Scott’s Emulsion. He headed it: “Speak to Me Sloanly.” Also, he gave us another one called: “Sam Buck, Rub It In.” While these things were screamingly funny, they were so in the nature of advertising matter that we were compelled to reject them. Mr. Olson lived up to expectations and came in on time with his contribu- tion. After several unsuccessful attempts to hypnotize the whole force, he became disgusted, left his manuscript and walked out. It was called: “The Psuper Psychology of the Psweet Patootie.” Being a married man, he should know. RAVINGS 1. Say boys, just look who’s here. Hold on, 'miff said. For on the roll his name begins with Read— To x and y and slide rule he is wed. 2. Another booster of the S. O. E. Carries the cognomen of Garret Lea; But his main thought is. “will you dance wtih me?” 3. If you would like to gamble a tenner Just send a call for one Mr. Renner, And you may bet that ten's a sure goner. 4. Have you ever heard of the man, McCoy? Take it from me he is some author boy; To him a composition means great joy. 5. Now in the back row will find Martin, Who has no need for water it is certain, Since death with acid strong, he is courtin’. 6. Also there is the hero called Pfieffer. With pretty girls he is quite a trifler. Though he can’t tell an A from a cipher. 7. Tell me. who is this stranger so nice? For Mr. Kientli has only seen him twice. “Hv that’s the algebraic fiend called Rice. 8. In class meetings one has his little say To lead the boys in the straight, narrow way. 9. We also have one called J. S. Newell, Though he always thinks it very cruel When the professor does not mean the other fool. 10. And now we have another called Demming. Who often stands right up in class to sing About the sine x squared which is s missing. 11. And now the last and least (in size you know) For if you think he is not full of go Just talk a bit of sass to Primakow. 12. But these compose only part of II-E, And if the rest you’re anxious to sec Then knock softlv at room one-fifty-three. BILL SPUOKESHAVE. Page One Hundred Eighty-six