Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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20 THE NASSAU HERALD. I is noted for the size of her feet. They are so large that she has to put her B. B. suit on over her head, or have the pants sewed on as Hungry Ike Goloknath did for his chapel stage. Ike, however, scored on Sal by Wearing the ace of spades on the back of his Sunday coat. Sallie hasnlt those habits of neatness that should characterize a female of her age. In fact,'Sal, you're as far from godliness as you are from the honor roll. Last Christmas when you were home you remarked that those two woolen shirts your folks sent you itted nicely enough, and you had worn them all the term, and it was a pity they wouldn't wash, as they were beginning to need it. This Spring too, while you were oii' on the tour, Charlie Denby received your wash, which con- sisted of a handkerchief, a collar, a pair of cuffs and a pair of socks. To it was pinned this note: MR. J. LARKIN, Present: DEAR SUR.-i havent had a shurt of yures in the Washin fur several weaks. By this time you must be gettin durty. MAMA SMITH. I was unable to procure celluloid clothing for you, Sallie, so please take this. Bick says its the kind he uses when he uses any. We should like now to see our ' s BOLD BAD INCENDIARY, Mr. George De Forest Lord Day. George, your character in the eyes of the Faculty, is above reproach, except for a few chapel disorder marks. It is my painful duty to unmask your hypocrisy. You are eager and gifted, but your ideas of building fires are as vague as Lou Scudder's Fresh. year siders. Sam Benton could tell us all about it, but he is so modest, he doesn't like to appear in public. I have secured the oil-can you borrowed from Tommy Peebles at dead of night, which I hope you'll return to him. The

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THE NASSAU HERALD. 19 bound not to cut them dead. But you shouldn't have given the scheme away to Charlie Darlington, as you did, when you told him that Dr. Schanck's was a good place to be acquainted at, and as you had made a New Year's call there, you guessed you'd go again. You have a good voice, Polly, and certainly tried hard ,to get on the Grlee Club, but Dwight was jealous of you. In recognition, however, of your valuable musical services in the Chapel, the Faculty have voted you this collection of sacred music. Please retire, and sing yourself dead away. Welcome Joseph Lyddon Flick, otherwise known as Bridget, who has probably been posing before you all this time, is from Willcesbarre. She made her debut, singing Over the Garden Wall,'J at Pennington Fem. Sem. Her next appearance was on the platform in Trenton, in com- pany with another young lady. She was enthusiastically received by an elderly gentleman, attired in a number nine boot and a heavy cane. She now holds the responsible position of Business Editor, euphonious for advertising agent, of Tom Clarke's Tiger. We1'e it not immodest, I should like to call ,attention to that portion of the lady's anatomy which is said to be a perfect poem. Even Jim Banister can hardly rival Bridget's magnificent calf. You've led a useful life here in college, Bridget, and, like others of the same name, have cheerfully done a great dealjof dirty work for the class. Take this, to enable you to keep till the triennial. Sister Ranney was kept on the quartette for the same' reason that Rankie was kept on The Princetonicm.-she can't do any harm. Miss R. wo-uld have enjoyed her course, had she known just when to expect a Trustees' meeting. On account of the uncertainty attaching to this event, she has been known to stay away from the billiard hall whole days ata time. Pen, you will please take this, and tune it up in unison with Polly's fog-horn. Miss Sallie Larkin, of Sing Sing, has risen from the dead- level of mediocrity to be the first base of our organization, and

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THE NASSAU HERALD. 21 Committee on Morals and Discipline will please take charge of Mr. Day while I request the company of OUR MASHERS. They are Mr. D. Elmendorf, of the irm of Pach Sz Bros., Mr. Eddy Ernst, the Jack of the Diamond, and J. Grier Hibben, the Peoria Masher. Any slight embarrass- ment on the part of Mr. Elrnendorf may be explained by the fact that his appearance on this occasion is wholly unexpected to himselfl Dwight, you were a masher from the very irst when you mashed up the front campus on the night of our Preliminary Cane Spree. The only trouble was, you forgot to tell Loney how you had rowed for years with Courtney on Hemlock Lake. But you go too far in your mashes. It's always whole scalp, or no count. Now, there's Allan Percy and dear little Cortlandtg both of them are dead gone on you, but you never let on. You treat them worse than Billy Sutphen does the Senator. Allan took seven pictures of your handsomeg and distin- guished self, and but one of Ed. Simons. As for Charlie, he is never so happy as when carrying your camera about the campus, or supplying the picturesque for your views. You are his little tin god, and it is rumored that you allow him to say his prayers to you. Only the other day, he told a young lady out in town that Dwight runs everything here in College, you know. But as leader of Crlee Club, you shine like Peck Pierson in a prayer meeting. When- ever you go otf on a trip, it takes at least a week for you to recover. HAH broken up, ,you know, 'tAudience perfectly wild, Most elegant reception. You must have a formid- able scalp list by this time, for there was invariably a fresh one after every raid. But when Il Trovatoren was on the bills, you were the bright particular star, and mashed at long range. It used to make the whole Crlee Club smile, and Uzal McCarter too, to see how that solo of yours brought down the house. Your supreme love for truth, and total lack of imagination unfitted you for becoming a popular