Purdue debris . vallope in de nose and another pulls de toot off of tiira. Poor Ikey! Demob vent vild and started makin a clappin mit de hands and a yellinHurra! Hurra for Goldstein! and I say. Vot for you say dot? Andhe say, He gained a yard. .d I say. Yes. he sained a yard and lost afoot. To liell mit de feetspall game! The Debris Artist. Our artist picked up pen and ink, Spread out his paper, Began to think— Of ideas A dozen Pierced his pate. With pen or pencil A line, a stroke—he worked till late. Forthwith a countenance discreet Played oer his features. He swore hed cheat The Devil— He di
Purdue debris . vallope in de nose and another pulls de toot off of tiira. Poor Ikey! Demob vent vild and started makin a clappin mit de hands and a yellinHurra! Hurra for Goldstein! and I say. Vot for you say dot? Andhe say, He gained a yard. .d I say. Yes. he sained a yard and lost afoot. To liell mit de feetspall game! The Debris Artist. Our artist picked up pen and ink, Spread out his paper, Began to think— Of ideas A dozen Pierced his pate. With pen or pencil A line, a stroke—he worked till late. Forthwith a countenance discreet Played oer his features. He swore hed cheat The Devil— He did. His sketch so well Portrayed the bird That Satan himself said not n Vote of Thanks To those members of the senior civil classly to the relief of a long suffering classn:ere appreciation and heartfelt Der Feetspall Game. You know my son Ikey? Veil, I got a tellemaspatch sayin Fathecome up to de feetspall game. Veil, 1 vent up and Ikey gots me a se;avay up in de scrandstand. Everyting vas fine until dot funny man v makes de noise mit de hands begin his monkr\ i Ilr 1,!,im . Iml I sN,. dot de best I cood. Party soon some fuim i i H stooped down and one man begin to auction iii i i > i! 1 guess Ikey bid de highest: dey gif him de :iiiii ininr .1; II . } ^larto makin de outskippen mit de feel and some bi,^ lell;i ,i;ifs mine Ikey Tom Eyres Favorite i ^m\ Railroad Economics. Section of SiiNi 7:55 —Seniors quietly assembled in tlie class-room. 7:58 —Senior: Wish that guy would hurry! 8:00 —As the last echo of the chimes die away, the indignantSeniors in chorus: Lets go! Grand march begins. In the hall they are met by Albright yiolently waving his arms andshouting, Stop! stop! Seniors, crestfallen, stop, execute an about face and slowly in funeralstyle file bac
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