Princeton University - Nassau Herald Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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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

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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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Wasl1ingt0n's Birthday Ovation and forthwith told where he would like to see the man who made it out. That's too bad, returned Pro'fessor Critchlow, 'Tm the man . The other time that George slipped up, was when he was on a Triangle trip and went into what he thought was one of Cincinnati's best hotels to get dolled up for the show. George strode right across the exchange, and smiling at the woman behind the desk, said, where can I catch a quick shave P The woman stared at him a moment, and indignantly replied, Sir, this is not a tonsorial parlor, this is the Young,VVomens' Clhristian Association . But to revert again to that pleasant theme of Girls. It never does to get too anxious. .At the last Yale game Stan Moffatt and Liz Hunter could not wait to see their girls until they came to Princeton, so they Went up to New Brunswick to ride down with them. The girls took a special at Elizabeth that did not stop till it got to the foot of Blair Steps. They caught a glimpse of them as the girls passed New Brunswick station at sixty a minute, and when they got down here to Princeton an hour later, their girls were lost in such an admiring bunch of stu- dents that Stan and Liz never got a look in,-and their own girls, too! We all worry a good deal as to how we get along with the girls, but some more than others. Harvey Geiger is one of the latter. He was looking blue one day so Ray Hoopes said to him, just to cheer him up, Harvey, he said, I bet you make an awful hit with the ladies. You're rich, good looking, and have a good line of talk. Well, returned Harvey, thinking a minute, Pm not so rich . Again reverting to girls and diplomacy, T canlt resist telling how Bip Sealy managed to get a certain girl 'friend of his invited to a dance. A lady fwe'll call her Mrs. Brownj liv- ing in a nearby town, was giving a dance, and Sealy had been invited. But this girl friend, who lived in another town and was not acquainted with Mrs. Brown, had, of course, re- ceived no invitation. But Sealy was very anxious to have her at that particular dance, so he got his mighty brain to work to procure her an invitation. He called up Mrs. Smith 9