Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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30 THE NAssAU HERALD. p shining Polar Star. The amazing,'amusing, marvelous, mysterious, matchless, mathematical brain, guaranteed to solve all problems from the number of hours Paul Hurst works in a term, to the amount of energy Dud Riggs expends in lifting one of Artie Bave's heaviest steins. I wish we had room enough to show how fast he can walk. In Freshman year Henry had an encounter with an idea Cthecontents of which was good sound sensej. After a desperate struggle the idea succeeded in escaping, and now Henry is always in a hurry trying to catch that elusive idea. But alas, it is only another illustration of the old story about the horse trying to catch the wisp of hay which always recedes as he advances. But since it is impossible to show how fast'Henry walks, I'll mention that Roy Cox called on two Harrisburg girls and was too bash- ful to mention when he wished to go home. Poor Coxey stayed until after both girls had excused themselves, and only saw the point when the father invited him to stay all night. Is john Van Nest present this morning? Well, Scobe, lim not going to mention how you tried for the gun club, and mistook a stray dog for a clay pigeon, and paid 327.50 for your mistake. If dogs had wings, Scobe, you would be a winner. But it's a little mistake that thick bald head of yours made. Scobe has the fashion of seeing through everything from a brick wall to the bottom of a beer glass, and imagines that all the girls are stuck on his round shape. There was a leap-year party to be given in a city not many miles away, and just before Christmas john received a note as follows : Your presence is requested at the leap-year dance to be given on the evening of December 2d. R. s.v. P. Miss Af MiSS A, Miss B. Commiliee, N Chzzirmczn Miss C. -

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WAsH1NG'roN's BIRTHDAY ORATION. 29 Lugs gave up the ghost and went sadly home muttering what a blame idiot the other fellow was to stay where he could so plainly see he was not wanted. This illustrates how people that live in ice houses should not throw cold hands, for on the morrow Lugs discovered that the other fellow was stopping at the house. Strange to say, E. C. Thompson once had the idea of entering society, but now his fondest hopes are shattered. Thompson was just dying to meet a certain town girl, and almost went' wild with joy when Roy Cox told him that he would meet him in McClure's room, at 8. 30, and they would make the call. Cox is a sly wretch and told a few fellows to be on hand in McClure's room to see the fun. Earl Cox, Jack Frame, jack Williams, Hector Cowan, and Lieut. Townley were all safely stored under the bed' when Thompson made his entry. He was dressed to a finish QTownley says he wore lavender trousers and a lemon colored tie, and looked for all the world like a Puck picturej. He was greeted kindly by the host, McClure, who asked him why he was in such fine togs. Thompson fought shy of the question, but on being pressed said, Oh, I'm tired of wearing a sweater, and thought I would look decent awhile. Thompson stood the fire of questions until nine o'clock when he began to grow nervous, and inquired if Roy Cox had put in his appearance that evening. He said he did not want to see him about anything in particular, but just wanted to know where he was. He swore that he never thought of calling on a girl, and numerous other lies until the Bradley Martin muminers rushed wildly out from behind the curtain, bed and door, and gave a triple cheer for Thomp- son, his suit and the girl. Henry Russell! Henry Russell! Why don't you speak when you're spoken to? Guess you never joined the Mercer Blues. There, ladies and gentlemen, is our bright and

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,WAsH1NoToN's BIRTHDAY ORATION. 31 John mistook the invitation to be a personal one from the Chairman, instead ofa committee invitation. So John accepted with great glee, much to the surprise and discom- fort of the Chairman, who wished other arrangements. Poor John is a huge joke in that town. Will some one please lift my room-mate in the air? I mean the one with the india rubber face. Ah, isn't he nice? Nothing but a cheap variety actor. Going to roast me on class-day are yon? If there is any gloating to be done, Illl do it myself. Watch me gloat. I-Iere's some- thing I Want to remind you of Jayne, you may have forgotten it since Freshman year: 'Q I, J. G. Jayne, do hereby solemnly swear, that if opportunity ever offers -itself to do Prof. Thompson any injury, I will most cheerfully do so. CSignedj J. Gere Jayne. Oh no, Jayne, you vvon't send any NASSAU PIERALDS home after I get through with you. Would not people like to read this clipping from the Trenton True flmewlca ? Geo. Watson, a Princeton student, was-locked up- by Officer Van Horn, for trying to steal a sign at the Clinton Street Station. Watson objected to being placed in a cell, and demanded that the captain either get him a mattress or let him go to a hotel under guard. But he had to take his medicine like a man, and occupy a hard board until the morrow. Justice Coulter released him from his misery this afternoon, after collecting five dollars for the benefit of the city. - Jayne tried to conceals,-his identity by calling himself Geo. Watson, but only got himself in trouble, for at the hearing Jayne forgot his newly acquired name, and the Justice had to help him out. They did not keep Jayne in long enough, for on his