Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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Pl7asl1i1'1gton's Birthday Oraftiona and Mack commenced imploringly again, I propose, I propose little one that-'l We all made a grab for him, but he had a running start and got it all out. I propose, he blurted, 'fthat you all have tea in my room . ' Next to the Suffragettes the most excitement we had around here was the fire in Witherspoon. Every one said that it was hard luck that it was not Edwards, or Dickin- son, but as long as it was not premeditated we can't be held responsible for poor judgment. It was quite the social and democratic event. We were all there in pajamas, even President Hibben and Jack the Cop. The prevailing color was light blue which. nicely contrasted with the red flames that leapt from the windows oif the fourth floor. A window opened on the first floor and Bonnell stuck his head out, and looking up at the flames groaned, My God, It's goneln Wheretipon his roommate, Boonegrus-hed out from the building with two treasures in his hand, which he was saving. We stopped him to see what they were. He had in one hand a picture of his girl, and in the other, a fly- leaf torn from the Henry van Dyke's latest novel, with the author's signature upon it. I wish we all loved our books like that. There is another fellow who loves his books and that is Keg Howard. He was sitting in his room studying Words- worth one day when Max Chaplin came in. Keg was pulling his hair with one 'hand and thumbing the pages with the other. Confound it, he was saying, I've looked all through this book and can't find The Imitations of Immoralityv any- where. I don't see why they give us such a poem to read. Max came to his rescue, though, and soon found the Intima- tions of Immortality . If all the Boys don't love their books, some of them at least like to appear to. Sam Bell is one of that Kind. He was going down to Panama for Xmas, so he thought he would get an awful drag with his Biological Prof, and bring him some- thing from the Canal Zone. Sam had a box of cigars in mind, and bravely made the proposal. But the Prof was thinking 7

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The Nassau H emld moments arrived and they were all ready to put on the black cap. At this point the sheriff turned to the condemned and said, Young man, you are privileged to say something before you die . The man hung his head and said nothing. What 1 said the sheriff, don't you want to say anything? They always say something at this point. The man shook his head. The crowd was amazed at his taciturnity. just then I saw some one elbowing through the crowd and pushing his way to the platform. It was Paul Myers ! He grabbed the sheriff and shouted, See here! See here! If this fellow don't want to speak, let me speak for him! The Sheriff turned to the man and said, Can this fellow speak for you ? The fellow turned around, looked at Paul, and with a sigh replied, Yes, he can speak, but h-ang me first l When the Suffragettes invaded Princeton last month, more than one student fellbefore the missiles of this Amazonian host. They were welcomed with a demonstration that would have rejoiced the heart of a Dollar Politician. They made speeches and we cheered. Some of us marched to Trenton with them and some of us brought some of them back with us. I say we , but is was really I. M. Hidden and Reds McKittrick who brought them back in Bob Mathisis machine. The rest of us didn,t have a look in after that. You heard the story in the newspapers about a Princeton Student pro- posing to one of the suffragettes? Well I'll tell you how it happened. McKittrick was the fellow. They were all in this automobile raflling off one of these Pilgrim Capes. Wlien the fight was over Mack was in the front of the car, and I saw him crawl over the front seat and grab the hand of The Fairest Suffragettel' who was standing on the seat surveying the departing crowd. just then I heard Mack breathing, 'little Suffragette, I propose, I propose--, Vlfhen Hidden heard these words and saw the imploring look in Mack's face, and the sweet and pleased expression off the white sweater, he grabbed Mack and pulled him down and whispered in his ear, For goodness' sake Mack, don't be so rash, you only met her yesterday. But lovers are dauntless 6

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The N assau Herald differently. A great smile came over his face and he re- sponded, O yes, Mr. Bell, you can bring me a nice, fat, mother monkey . This was too much for Sam. He said he could Rush the growler and chase the Duck, but that he couldn't catch motherly monkeysn. If he had had one of Bud CoWan's Banana Hounds he might have been able to do it. A lot of the boys went down to Panama during vacation. Why, I don't know. Swells Morris told me he wanted to see it when it didn't have water in it. I hope this was not because his own alimentary canal is entirely unused to this liquid. Este Fisher said he was investigating the market for dress goods, and reported that there was a large opening there. Watt Henderson was studying the transportation problems on the High Seas. I asked Bob Piel what was the best thing he saw in Panama, and he said that it was a boat that left the day he got there. We all spend a good deal more time here at college on our books, than people imagine. Some people think its, Girls, girls, girls , here, because they come up on a day of a big game and see us spending next year's allowance on last summer's girl. Sometimes our girls come in an automobile and get to our room before we know they are there, before we have had time to take down the pictures of the six other girls, and hide the stage beauties, or take her picture out from behind the row of reunion steins. Then they call us fickle, but there is no excuse for it except when a good fellow like Ken Seggerman invites one girl to the Club dance, then forgets about it and invites another, and they both come. Then you have a situation that it takes a diplomat, like George Gaston, to explain. George only got into two places, since I've known him, where he could not get out, with honors. The first time was when he was taking his entrance exams in New York. George was stuck on the French exam and was scratching his head in distraction. The Prof in charge, see- ing his worried look and wishing to be friendly, came up and pleasantly said, Well, what do you think of the examina- tion ? The meanest th'at I ever saw, promptly retorted George, 8