St Marys College - Dial Yearbook (St Marys, KS)

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 HUMOR 3B3SS Very Wet. It was a case of involuntary bankruptcy and the defendant was on the stand. “Now, then,” said the attorney for the creditors, “we must have some information. In the first place, what arc your liquid assets?” “I can tell you that exactly. Two gallons of port, three of Pebblcford and one of sherry.”—Marquette U. Journal. Ode to Chemistry. O Chemistry! my Chemistry! Your weary task is done! Although the midnight oil I’ve burned, Of knowledge I have none. Your formulas have caused me tears; Equations, sorrows great. The Alchemists went crazy— Ah! that will be my fate.—Ex. Two Hands for Beginners. Cop (to halted student driver)— “Why didn’t you stick out your hand when you turned that corner?” Stude—“Well, .1 couldn’t let go of the wheel, could I?”—Ex. ’Twas Ever Thus. “The boss offered me an interest in the business today.” “He did!” “Yes, he said that if I didn’t take an interest pretty soon he’d fire me.” —Sour Owl. The Lover’s Lament. To decide which is proper, I waste many hours. Is it “Don’t Bring Me Posies,” Or Say It With Flowers?” —Ex. “I understand Pat is doing very well.” “Yeah, he’s over a thousand men.” “Is that so?” “Yes, he’s mowing grass in a graveyard.” Also True. Prof.—“How’s the world divided, Sleepy?” Sleepy—“By earthquakes, of course.”—St. John’s Record. Take a Lecture Course. Do you like corn on the ear. “I don’t know. I never had one there.”—Gargoyle. evoluti orx , Yes. Sir! You! CanTafce lr Rte T»-0Ay - ■11 from ttei] ! 'fd | U if L 1 i DIAL ANNUAL Two Hundred Eight

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