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If you cut back more than twice
the fools think you have fallen
for them.

He’s not very good-looking, but
he’s a swell dancer.

So that’s the mystery man!

Well, after all, Haverford is
pretty impossible.
Are you hanging around for

Garden Party?

My Senior would have to ask all
of Philadelphia.
What were you in May Day?

 

JUNIOR YEAR

Oh, why did he shave his beard
off, not once but twice?

Have you heard about Miss Rob-
bins and Dr. Herben?

This infantile business is getting
to be a racket.

I refuse to give up Thanksgiving
vacation—I’ve got a date for the
Harvard game and I’m going—
that’s all there is to it.

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Who cares when we get out in
the summer—Princeton doesn’t
graduate ’til the middle of June.
He’s Theodore’s greatnephew, I
think.

I’m not twenty-one until Decem-
ber, wouldn’t that burn you up?
Well, what makes you so sure he
isn’t a Tammany man?

That Socialist rally in front of
the Lib ought to be worth taking
in—remember “Hell in Harlan”?
I don’t care who gets elected as
long as we get Repeal.

Have you seen Gilbertson yet?

Fenny says inflation is the only
solution.

Well, look what it did for the
German mark—and they couldn't
stop it during the French Revo-
lution.

If I don’t want to read the News
I don’t see why I should have to
pay for it.

How about the rights of man?

It’s the organ of the college and
as such should have the support
of every undergraduate. If you
want a News you have to sup-
port it.

What’s all this stuff about having
to dress for dinner?

Never heard of such nonsense—
the next thing you know they’ll
want us to turn out in evening
clothes.

“Night and day, why is it so?”

Did Kate Hepburn ever gradu-
ate?

She’s pretty stupid to deny she
ever went here—just a publicity
stunt.

So you Bryn Mawr girls never
wash your faces or clean your
finger nails?

All you have to do is say some-
thing nasty about Bryn Mawr
and the Philly papers jump on it!
You can’t get a cent out of the
banks—they’ve shut them up.
How am I going to get to Prince-
ton?

See if Sandy will cash a check
for you.

This is the end—half the people
I know are going to Majorca to
live—it’s plenty cheap they say.
I think Sackville-West is incon-
sequential—imagine combining
Virginia Woolf and D. H. Law-
rence.