Ohio College of Dental Surgery - Alethian Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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lst Bug Is this a grave yard, and are those tombstones? 2nd Bug-Yes, one of them ought to read WM: Rest at Last. THE COQUETTE. A pretty coquette, as so many men know, In love is a dangerous thing, For she always has 50 many strings to her bow And so many beams to her string. 119 SUMMER BORED. Some RuraI Rest? are run so slick, Town folks get taken in. And fmd the mosquitoes are most too thick And the mattresses most too thin.

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A GIFT. There was a young lady of Butte, Who thought herself very acute, That her suitor might praise her, She gave him a razor, Which suited her suitork hirsute. PERSEVERANCE. A eat in clespondency sighed, And resolved to commit suicide; He got under the wheels Of nine automobiles, And after the last one he died. A PORTRAIT. There once was an affable llar Who sat round and smoked an old briar; But his smile was so gracious And his heart was so spacious That everyone loved that old liar. A gentleman 0n the Rialto Saw a pretty peroxide contralto. In a timid and awed way She tried to cross Broadway, So he helped her across the asphalt, oh, FASTIDIOUS. A gentleman of Bucharest In the State's prison once took a rest. He said: llI dorft care For the plainness 0f fare; But truly I can't brook arrestf' PRUDENCE. Dentistil've iilled all your teeth 'that have cavities, sir. Mahoney-VVelL thin, fill tlf rist av thim too. Thin whiu thl cavities come the-Vlll be already filled, hlgohs! :18 e WOULD YOU ? He kissed me ! It was very wrong; For though his heart is warm and true Such right does not to him belong, I ought to punish him; would you? He kissed me! How was I to guess That he the daring deed would do? And till too late in words express My disapproval? Ah! could you? He kissed me! Heaven forgive the harm Our hearts in love'.Q glad raptures do! About me softly stole his arm- And IeVVould you have kissed him. too? l A TOAST. Let us eat, let us drink and be merry, And with never a thought of the gout, Let's forget every sorrow today, for tomorrow We'll have indigestion, no doubt. A DIAGNOSIS. With a frog in your throat and a flea in your ear And a bee in your bonnet, too, And an elephant on your hands, it is clear We mugt call it a horse on you.

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RURHLITY T was in the autumn of 1904 that there ap- peared 0n the streets of Cincinnati, 3. youth, fresh from the rural districts of the mouns tainous regions of West Virginia. 011 a cool October evening he alighted from a Chesa- peake 81 Ohio train at the Grand Central depot and after carefully scrutinizing the surroundings, immediately concluded he was in town. With a suit case in his right hand and with all the inward feelings of a city-brerl cheap and all the outward appear- ances of a green young man who had taken his. hrst trip on the cars, he sauiitered up to Fourth street. Here he be; came quite bewildered at the sight of the tall: stately magnificent buildings. They were so much larger than his grandpa's barn. He scarcely knew whether to cry or call mamma, but at this juncture a cop came to his fescue and told him to move on or some one would tack a sign on him. 0! Horrors, a real policeman had spoken to him. 011! such a cruel world, thought our dear friend, Mr. J M. Bradley, from somewhere, not yet on the map, in the State of West Virginia. Much frightened at the harsh words of thc copu and realizing that he had to move, he goes leisurely up Fourth street as far as Walnut where he takes another stand admiring the grandeur of the gigantic Union Trust building. Now this young man had been given much fatherly advice about taking in bad dollars, 110 buying gold bricks and having the satchel gag worked on him. But in his paroxysms of fright he forgot all about his advice and in his lonely and deserted condition anyone who spoke friendly to him was his friend. At this juncture a stranger came along and Hshark-like, taking in the situation, quickly accosted Mr. Bradley with this remark: Friend, thatls quite a large building they have over there.n Bradley: kiGosh! I should say so; that sure is a bouncer.h Stranger tsnickering tn himselD : llThe peculiar thing about that building is that it revolves once every hour, and if you wait here about fortyahve minutes you will see it. Bradley tgazing in open-eyed wondeij : HGee, I'd like to see it, but I can't wait that long. Stranger tconhdentlyk HYou just give me 50 cents and l'll slip over and Htipn the engineer and get him to revolve it now? Thereupon Bradley yielded to the wiles of the first shark. The stranger disappeared and Bradley waited one hour and a half and then concluded his tlfriendit could not find the engineer. The building is still intact and has not revolved yet, unless an earthquake has struck it since this article was written. Bradley says it was worth the price, as it probably saved him several dollars after that.