University of Missouri College of Engineering - Shamrock Yearbook (Columbia, MO)

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Q ,THE sl-IAMRQCKA 7' My husband has a heart as big as a housefl So has mi11e, and do you know, I've suspected lately rooms are occupied. Samba- Rastus Samba- Rastus Samba- Rastus- ff Tu rf in rr VVhy are you scratching your head, Rastus ? I got arifmetic bugs in mah head. VVhat's arifmetic bugs F Dat's cootiesf' VVhy do you call them arifmetic bugs ?', Because dey add to mah misery, dey subtract dey divide mah attention, and dey multiply like the dickens. She had clocks on her stocking, And I tell you it made a hit, But she thought it rather shocking Whevz I wished to place hands on it. that some of the spare. , from mah pleasure, The younger generation at least has respect for old age when it is bottled. A couple of clubmen were speaking to a ,fellow member when one remarked: I dislike to say it, but really Reginald is the most egotistical young man I have ever met. What leads you to say that? - Why, last week on the occasion of his birthday he sent a collect message con- gratulating his motherf, ' Uldfellow- Tell me, young man, of your early struggles. Youngfellow- VVell, several times I was compelled to walk to' school because I didn't havethe price for gasoline. Page sefuenly -1 ,. 1- l 41 up -I Q

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1 -1 'rH,EfsHAMROccK ia - gf l Comedian- But I object to going on the stage just after that monkey act. l l IlfIlL'l1,!lgG7'iH'Ill1?1t,S right, tl1ey might think you were an enCOrC- Oh, will you miss me, warbled the serenading lover. Not if I can help it, muttered Dad as he took a windup with the water pitcher. . Is your sister spoiled, Johnny P Naw, thatis just the perfume she uses. A The modern girl with her cherry lips and strawberry cheeks must be a regular sundae for her camel rider. A summer boarder had cracked so many stale ones about life in the country that it was becoming monotonous. to his host. One day the boarder hailed the farm- er from the edge of a patch of woods: If I am bitten by a squirrel, asked the facetious one, will I go nutty ? No, responded the farmer, grimly, and if you are bitten by a frog you 'won't croak. I A Californian and a New Englander' were matching stories. Why, said the Californian, we grow cabbages so big that an army of soldiers can camp under one. ' That's nothing, retorted the Englander. We make copper kettles in New England so big that a thousand men can be riveting one and yet be so far apart they canlt hear each other's hammer. , VVhat would anyone use a kettle like that for? Why, to boil your California cabbage in. 1 Page .vefuenly-tfwo -A Q 1 I i