Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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The N assaa H erald At this point you-but then it is really awfully good tea. Speaking of Freddie Stohlrnan reminds me of his room- mate, Al Little. Al was manager of the basketball team this winter. One night the team played a game in Baltimore. Al disappeared soon after. The team went to a hotel and went to bed. The fellows came down in the morning for breakfast. The clerk came up, and addressing Bill Meese- said, Breakfast? Breakfast P Why Mr. Little came in late last night and ordered breakfast for I o'clock. And the team was scheduled to take the 9.1 5!l! It took A1 three days to catch up. W. Randolph Sides, otherwise known as Randy, made an awful social blunder last summer. I-Ie was playing bridge on the veranda of the hotel with three girls. The cards had just been dealt. The dealing lady said, I pass. Randy's mind had been wandering back to the days of his sophomore year in University I-Iall. In a fit of abstraction he picked up his hand. The first thing he saw was three kings. I open for iive, ' said Randy. In a heart-to-heart talk not long ago Spencer Phraner was quoted as having said, You know, I really like sarsaparilla better than ginger ale, but when I am out with the fellows I always take ginger ale because it looks so much more like beer. Ernest Wyckoff is one of our rural representatives. I-Ie hails from Stroudsburg, Pa., and is proud of it. When Ernest first came to Princeton he went to the Nassau Inn for lunch. A waiter came up and handed him a bill of fare. Ernest said, What's this. The waiter said, A bill of faref' Ernest looked puzzled for a while. I-Ie looked at the back' of the paper, the front of the paper, the edges of the paper, then he put his hand in his pocket and asked resignedly, Well, how much is it ? I-Iere is a little narrative of Jack Farr. A great many of us don't know lack, but we hope to have the pleasure of' an introduction before june. You'd never believe to look at Jack to-day that this could have happened in Freshman. year, but it did. I2

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Washingt01t's Birthday Omtion opera, but he knows all about the girl who sat next to him. You know the performance of Parsifal takes five hours, Rip says: I started to bicker with her right after the opening chorus. She dropped her opera glasses and I heard them drop, and so I picked them up and said, Are these your opera glasses, and she said, Yes That was right after the open- ing chorus, and as the opera lasts five hours, Rip had four hours and Hfty minutes to make good. And he did! I tell you it's very few of us who can compete with Wagner. While at the Northfield Conference with the Philadelphian Society this summer, Bill Ottinger went out on the river with another fellow in a sailboat. Quite suddenly the sky darkened, a squall came up, the waves dashed higher and higher, and the boat rocked fearfully. Bill, said the other fellow tragically, if this keeps up, she's going over. Neither of us can swim. Bill, in a few min- utes, both of us will be in Heaven. Bill, at the tiller, said, God forbid. Have you ever had tea at Freddie Stohlman's? Well, Fred- die gives the flossiest teas in college. It is raining steadily outside. It is four o'clock. VVe knock at the door of 64 Blair: Why, come in, wonlt you. Let me take your slicker . . . . Do step into the study. Fearfully wet outside, isn't it PU The study is done in neutral tints of green, and dec- orated with high art pictures. There is a very dim religious light furnished by an antique Roman lamp. I-Iow will you have your tea? Lemon or cream-Sh I-a little cognac P-two lumps ?-Will you light your cigarette at the lamp please-it is a custom we have here. At this point Harry Black is discovered through the gloom vigorously engaged in puffing on an unlighted cigarette. Fred- die sits down and says, Well, I-Iarry, have you been reading any 'Oscar Wilde' lately F Yes, F reddieg I have ust finished Lady Windimereis Fan. f'And how did you like it, I-Iarry P Well, I'll tell you Freddie. It was clever, scintillating, bril- liant, marvellously witty and perfectly ridiculous! II

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Washmgtonfs Birthday Ovation Hjacku had a bid to a high-noon wedding. When he sud- denly thought of it at 8 a. m. on the morning of the marital festivities, he remembered that he didn't have a frock coat. He rushed up to the first student he met and cried: Have to go-Wedding-Dear-Girl-Friend Mine. Got-a-frock-coat- you-can-lend-me ? Yes, jack, there's one up in the closet of my room. jack rushed up, but instead of getting a frock coat he got an overcoat with silk lapels-and in this he went to the wedding. Didn't have a good time? Why, he never knew the difference until the bride's mother said, Aren't you rather warm in that overcoat, Mr. Farr ?,' Waring Dawbarn is one of the fastest men we have-that is in the way of dashes. He is a past master in the art of fuss- ing, but he makes a faux pas every now and then with the best of us. The other night, while making a call, the young lady said, HO, Mr. Dawbarn, won't you smoke ? Waring felt his pockets dubiously, and then, quite unconsciously dropping into the vernacular, said, Got the makins ? Walter G. Dunlop, more endearingly known as Doggie, hails from Washington, D. C. He runs down there once or twice a week just to keep his linger on the pulse of nations. He can tell you off hand just what the Queen of Sweden thinks of Al- exander of Bulgaria, and why the Duke of Marlborough wasn't invited to Edward VH's last tea. Entre nous, Walter thinks he would make an awfully good king himself. After the Tri- angle Club performance in Orange last year, Walter was in- vited to spend the night in New York. His host, on bidding him good night said, just leave your shoes outside the door. james will see that they are polished. The next morning Walter arose and looked outside the door-no shoes. He waited and waited and then-he waited. No shoes. Downstairs the host was waiting breakfast, upstairs Walter sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the shoes. At length james remembering the shoes, brought them up. What Wal- ter said to James has been expurgated. When Doggie,' at last appeared in the dining-room at II.3O, not wishing to cast I3