Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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Waslimgtonk Birthday Omtion brother sat below in the cabin and ran the launch. Brother had strict injunctions never to come up on deck before an- nouncing his ascent by the ringing of a bell. I wonder why. Eli Ogden dropped into a room full of seniors a couple of weeks ago, Anybody want a syllabus in history F No, Nop, No, Not to-night, um umf' etc. What's the matter, fellers ? said Eli, didn't write it!', Johnnie Scull is famous for his well known facial re- semblance to a member of the Faculty. Last Fall a freshman actually came up to him and said, Oh, Professor, will you please give me the Latin assignment for Monday ? Johnnie Scull's room looks like the office of the Editor of Town Topics with the-girls-all-call-me-Otto Sprague playing the part of the lady typewriter. Every few minutes there is a knock upon the door and the latest scandal of the Campus comes through the letter slot, Jimmie Blank and Billy Dash were just seen walking across the Campus! What can they be hunching ? says John, there must be a deal on. For why should they walk together if there weren't. Who ever walks together unless there's a deal on? I never do. Mercy, Gtto, make some tea. I must keep my nerves up ! It all happened in Newark, N. J., by the shores of the gleam- ing Passaic. Norman Carroll thought he had at last discov- ered his I-deal. Back and forth for months went the billets- doux. I-Iere's a specimen of the correspondence: Dear i I cannot tell you how I love you. Yet if I do not tell you how I love you, how will you ever know how I love you. Please answer in your next. Yours without a struggle, u NORMAN. For one year Norman kept the Horists and confectioners open on Broad Street and then-curses!-the villain entered. I-Ie was fifty-eight years old, and patted Norman on the head when the lady introduced them. I-Ie began to put in a strong bid for the maiden, and Norman being in Princeton most of the time was at a disadvantage, having to compete at a distance 9

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The N assaa H erald For the benefit of those present who do not play pool I will add that in the game of pool only fifteen balls are used. lt is a very simple game. You take a stick and poke the balls into the pockets-however, this is not exposition, it is an expose. Bill Meese had a big trip to Cornell last year. He went up on Friday night so that he'd be sure to be there for the football game on Saturday. On Saturday morning he called on a girl and became so engrossed in a discussion of co-educa- tion that it was not until 5 p. m. that Bill guessed he'd be going to the game. After Bill had departed Mamma, who had heard the last remark, asked Daughter if she thought Mr. Meese ever indulged ? Mamma should have been with Bill that night at the Savage Club Smoker. Bill's order for drinks corresponded closely to the color scheme of the spectrum. Cn the way from the smoker he lost his dress suit case, got into the wrong fraternity house and had to return to New York next morning in evening clothes. En route, ap lady, seeing the gleaming bosom of the shirt front, said: Waiter, can you tell me where the dining car is located ? Bill rose to the occasion. Madam, the cars on this line never eat. This brings us-I hope you are following the logical se- quence-to those who are about to leave the ranks of Bache- lors to join the Order of Benedicts. It is interesting to notice how love does affect different people. Now, you can always tell just where the object of jack Surbrug's affection is loca- ted by his eyes. If he comes along with them focused on a point fifty miles away, you know the lady is in New York, if they're focused on the horizon you know it's Palm Beach, while if there is a wrinkle between the eyes, you know he hasn't had a letter in two days. But when Aubrey Bunting doesn't get his daily letter he just can't eat, while on the other hand if such fate befall Har- old Medina, he takes double portions of everything. I almost forgot. This summer Harold and Miss 1 used to sit up on the deck of I-Iaroldls launch while Harold's small 8

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The Nassau H erald of forty-seven miles. And one day the Newark Sunday Call announced the marriage of the lady to the antique-and Love's young dream was shattered. Alas! Never rnind, Nor- man. just wait until you're fifty-eight. josh Brush has also had his little heart throbs. Every- thing was coming along nicely until last year, when the lady suddenly changed her mind and married the other man. Josh received a picture postal from her during the honey- moon. It read: Dear josh: Are having a fine time. Wish you were with us. It is an awful bore for Philip, to have to see that the bags are checked. W'e now approach Frank Keen, of the captivating blue eyes. Frank decided one day in December that he would like to go to New York-but it happened to be raining and he didnlt want to get wet. Suddenly an idea struck him. He went out into the hall and called over the banisters to the-he called to the-why, he called to the janitress. Ch, Kitty-I mean Mrs. Stevenson ?', Yiss, Mr. Keen. Have you got an umbrella you could loan me ? Yiss, sir. So Frank gave her three cents, took the umbrella, went to the city, and-lost it! But on his return to Princeton, having lost the umbrella, of course he couldn't return it-so he bought Mrs. Stevenson a pair of rubbers. Jack McDonald is a C.E. He doesn't get much chance for general culture of the brain in his curriculum so he tries to get some general knowledge by reading Current Events, the Literary Digest, the headlines of the New York Evening Journal, and questioning A.B. students. The other day he looked up from his Mechanics, and quite unexpectedly, said to his room-mate: Say, Squire, who's Pope now P Who's Pope? Why Pius X, of course. Well, who's this Pope Toledo I hear people talking about ? Rip Ropes heard the last rendition of Wagner's opera, Parsifal, in New York. Rip didn't learn much about the IO