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

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He returned to his work. and after a little thought began to write as follows, with an occasional side remark to him; self: ll llt was a cold, bleak December day. U don't believe that we ever had a cold dayj Lola, the matCh-girl, stood shivering in front of a big department store. hLucky Lola! My kingdom for a shiverll Oh, how Lola shivered. lThatls music to my ears, and I must ring it in oftenfj As she stood mere shiveringeshivcring like a lost doge shivering like. a hyena in a blizzardeshivering like a Senior before a State Boardishivering like McComb with hits first extraction under gas e shivering like -J lth, rats, there's no use!H groaned Harry, as he rose again and began pacing 11p and down. Hllll have to put off Christmas matter until later. I certainly can't do any- thing in such heat as this. llll just 7;: 9 He was interrupted by a loud knock on the door, but he l stood perfectly still and made no reply, Pretty soon the l knock was repeated, and a harsh voice called : I ler. McLaughlin, lid like a few words with yefl l la .. HMy landlady ! he whispered as he turned pale and began to tremble. hThank heavens the door is securely locked!H 'er. Harry McLaughlin, she called again as she rattled the door-knob. W011 miserable lantern-jawed, knock-kneed. i fnur-Flushin' old skinllint! What d'ye mean by not payiif l yer rint? Dim tired of yer love-makim fer Oi donlt belave ye mean it. 5, uAnd shel-s been at the gin-bottle, too! gasped the 106

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ever play ushinny with a tin can? Well he looked just like that tin can, doing end-to-end and roll-over stunts. I went over to him, slapped him on the shoulder and we em- braced each other, shook hands and said in unison, nLetls have a drink? Now, if we had been girls it would haVe been different. We would have kissed and promptly started to gossip about some other girl. Well, Mac invited me up to his boarding-house. inttoe duced me to the landlady, who was a husky-looking indi- vidual, and looked as though she might be a good contest- ant with Jim Jeffries for heavy-weight honors. Among other things, I noticed a quart of trouble resting peacefully on the mantle. I told Mac that I would as soon tight with a buzz saw as get into trouble with this old girl after she had had a seahce with that bottle. After supper we retired to our room and enjOyed II mean Harry ditll a smoke. I didnt, for he was smoking the same old pipe he wore around college. I proposed retiring early as I was tired, so, there being two beds in the room, we flipped a coin to see which one of us would choose the The beds were Of the beetle hound variety, and the room was so small that during the day one was pushed under the other. Well, after: I got into my bed I felte well, I could feel slats, springsel imagined I could feel the tacks in the carpet; at any rate I felt like I had gotten the worst of the bargain. and I says, ttMac, IIll trade beds and give you a nickel to boot, and he says, tlyou're on, so we traded. Talk about a bad trade; well, I made it all right, all right. If I had been a contortionist I might have bent myself into such shape as to miss some of those springs but as it was I had to do the suspension-bridge act across the top. I asked Mac once how he was resting, and he says, ttOh, Ilm O. K., I am on the H0011 Well, I put in a bad night. The next morning I smelled trouble U mean Hbooze'U on 'Queen Iiill's' breath, so after breakfast I worst. G 105 made myself scarce. It being a hot. sultry morning, I started out for a walk, at the same time telling Mac that he had better settle up his board bill or there would be people walking slow behind him if that old girl ever got Started on him with a rolling pin. XVell it did worry Mac considerable, for when I returned home he told me of the terrible scare he had had, and that after I had left he went to his room, peeled off his coat and prepared to do some work. He figured that he would turn out at least one hundred dollars! worth of Christmas stories during the day, it being the time of year when there is a demand for that stuff. For some time, however, he racked his brain for ideas that would not tome. and finallyr he threw down his pencil in disgust and began nervously pacing the room. hI-Iow can a fellow ever get any Christmas inspiration with the thermometer at ninety-eight in the shade? he muttered to himself as he mopped his brow. HProbably if I went down and crawled into the ice-box I might imagine it was Christmas weather and get 3. few hintsi This will never do, though, with my room-rent so far behind, and I canlt keep dodging the old girl much longer. I'll make a stab at something.

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frightened one. What chance would I have if she ever got hold of me while in that condition ?'l 'lD'ye intind to answer me, ye old deadebeat? Hand out me money, or III come in and scratch yer eyes out! Oiil make yer look loik a tin can foightin' wid a stick of tlyny- mite. The woman waited a few minutes longer for a replye but as none came she muttered threateningly to herself, and finally staggered down stairs. Harry stood trembling for some time aftei- she had gone, and as he thought of the narrow escape he had had, the shivers began creeping up and down his spinal column. He felt cold from head to foot. and his teeth were chattering as if from a chill. He put on his coat, rubbed his hamLs and suddenly thought Of his work again, and, with a Cry of joy, he sat down and began to dash off Christmas matter with the greatest of ease. Notice the pleased look on his face as he resumed his writing. The landlady's visit had turhished the necessary glacial atmosphere, and he found it easy to think of winter and frosts and other Yuletide subjects. It .Was just at this junctilre when I awoke and Found that I had kicked off all the cover and if I had gone on dreaming I might still be shivering with th013. the match girl? aH. E. G. gwemmmwmmmmwmgg g HERE AND THERE g $$$$$$$$W$$$Qb$$$$$$$$ OPTIMISTIC. A friend met a Cheerful Irish citizen who had plainly suffered all that was the fate of the hardest hit. thelI, Pat, how are you making out? uOh, Oiim 011 me tippers yit, but Hi have a foine job in Honnolulee, and fare paid, Oi sail tomorry. Sure, man, you'll never be able to work there. The temperature is a hundred in the shade. Pat had endured too much cheerfully to be discouraged llWell? he replied hopefully, HOiill not be worrukin, in thl shade all th, mime. 107 Mose, the darky cook Of a party of surveyors in eastern Texas, was greatly annoyed by the razor-back hogs that roamed around the camp. One evening, while he was at the spring, a partimlarly ravenous hand of these piny wood routers raided the cook tent and ate up everything that was edible and some things that weren't. For several moments after his return from the spring, Mose could Find no words to express his feelings. llWal, he finally exclaimed, ttde good Lawd suhtainly knowcd his business when he named hawgs 'hawgs? hawgs! Dey sho is