Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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WasIti1zgt01t's Birthday Omtiou Law Club, the Manager of the Crew, the President of the Cottage Club, the Managing Editor of the Princetonian, the President of the Buffalo Club. The great man , he continued, was sunk in gloomy abstraction, yet I took my place at his feet and ge-ntly caressed his boot, So great was his penetration that he noticed me immediately and concentrated his brain to such an extent that his head shrunk and his hat literally hung on his massive ears. He spoke: 'When I first came to this col- lege I carried a laurel wreath in my inside coat pocket, which, in the course of time wore a large callous directly under it. Since I have achieved the right to wear it, which no one can deny, the callous has vanished and I have lost three pounds. Alas, I have worshipped the wrong Gods, I want to be fat , and at this point Kendrick sighed audibly. We can not exactly call George a fusser, yet historians have cast quite a romantic shadow about his courtship ot the divine Martha. I wouldn't be surprised it Bill Warfield was emulating Washington when he started off to do his high class comedy stunts at a house party in Elizabeth. This alert and earnest student arrived in the morning, quite earl.y, was greeted warmly, and after a time asked if he might wash his hands. I-Ie was led to the bath room and there his keen mind seemed to play one of its little pranks on him. I-Ie took off his coat, admired the doggy cravat he had on, then he seems to have devoted some thought to his hostess, -and finally, he decided to leave a modest blank in his Senior statistic ballot for Best Musician . Well, when Bill came to, the water was running in the tub and all his clothes were festooned about the room. Bill said the knowing smiles that were exchanged, when he reappeared, were most embarassing. Speaking of heavy fussers though Don Sinclair is always the night blooming Daisy when it comes to lisping a few lines to a lily. I-Ie confesses that his first impression is so great that unattached ladies always blush when they meet him. Some say this is due to the reflection of his brilliant hair on their clear transparent cornplexions. One very hot afternoon he 'was invited to a bridge with two nectarines down at Asbury Il

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The Nassau H erald Cornwallis up in Yorktown and I have an analogous twist to tell you about the way Duke Davies was bottled up by his landlady Freshman year. There's a marked difference be- tween the two dukes however. Anyone who gets ahead of Davies has to leave a 4.30 call and start on the jump. Now this particular landlady charged her students ten cents per bath. One warm day in Spring Duke passed the bath room and chanced to look in. I-Ie then thought of himself in the glassy cool translucent depths of a tub of water, and forthwith he prepared the same. No sooner had he hit the porcelain than he heardthe congealing tones of his rent collector's voice-she was asking his name. Figuring that a dime saved is ten cents earned, sly Duke philosophically decided he could wait as long as she so he calmly lighted his pipe. Soon he was wafted to Elysium and slept soundly. On telling the story Duke said I had a wretched time cleaning my pipe, you knowf' While we are speaking of royalty I have an announcement to make. I am informed QAssociated Press please copyj that it is current gossip among the crowned heads of England and the Continent that the Lady Rose has cast over Lord Bertram and now favors Lou Barr. Pro Reed once spoke of a 'pristine personification of purple pinky pank'. I ask your indulgence if I try a few extracts from this school. Briefly it is the story of Geo. Washington, T. Wilkins, and a laurel wreath. Less than a year ago I visited the City of Washington. There I looked up into the dome of the magnincent capitol of a great and glorious nation and beheld the enduring work of a noble artist who painted there the apotheosis of Washington. You are all familiar with it. The father of our country wears a crown of laurel and is being received by the great men of all times, but it was not until lately that I learned the deep significance of the laurel crown. L. R. Kendrick, the man of steel springs, showed it to me by scattering forth one of his choicest editorial mono- logues, somewhat as follows :- he said, 'II entered the simple yet all inclusive apartments of T. Wilkins, the Wireless Won- der, the Chairman of the Senior Council, the President of the IO

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The N assau H erald Park. He took off his coat, loosened his belt Qah! fatal mis- takej and turned up his sleeves with a see-my-arm air. After about an hour mother appeared and Don was instantly on his feet, bowing and scraping and, to his mind, making the hit of his life. I-Ie started his mellifluous How of words when he suddenly felt something was wrong. Roars of laughter came from the table behind him a-nd 'mornmerl supported a par- ticularly knowing smile. He turned around, the loosened belt had done its work, he had parted company in the middle, and, to his horror, his shirt was disclosing its complete pattern. In the career of George Washington nothing stands out with such radiance as his brilliant retreat from New York across New jersey. Historians and Stan Hunter have decided this question beyond a doubt. In fact it was the crowning strategy of his military career and it threw Corn- wallis off considerably. Now there once was a retreat from New York to Plainfield, New jersey, conducted by an artful damsel and Clare Peacock was the pursuer. Whether it was a bit of strategy or not you must judge for yourselves. Ainyhow Clare was only one train behind in reaching Plain- field, he attacked the house, and was admitted to a parlor where some dozen people were seated including the pursued. He made himself indifferently agreeable until the room gradually cleared except for himself and her. Up to this point he had played the waiting game, now he boldly aproached and with- out any extracts from the Robert W. Chambers School of Thought-shall I say it? Well he heard these sounds from the other end of the room if if tt He jumped about a foot in the air, turned, saw a parrot and exclaimed, You damn bird! There was yet another retreat from New York. It was Freshman year that Buck Ewing climbed upon a train in New York one Sunday night, after'a week's vacation, and started across New jersey. Buck was due for a pensum if he didn't wake up with the doves here Monday morning and get to an eight o'clock. He knew he couldn't work the Do Do on I2