. The Orange blossom . k Fat Men are Loving.—Newhouse. Why I am Interested in Gardening.—E. K. Foster. The Benefits of Having a New Buggy.—Prof. Leach. Advantages of the Banking Business.—H. K. McKibbin. Why I always get there.—Trotter. How I Learned to Run.—Winnie Baker. 224 Items Concerning the Merchant Business.—A. E. Brown. How I Made a Date.—H. O. Martin. How to be a Good Shepherd.—Winona Freark. How to Set Traps.—Senior Girls. Flunks I Have Made.—E. C. Arnold. How to Know Good Cider.—Ralph Ward. How to Cut Chapel.—James Allen. Why My Hair is Red.—Charlie Kalb. How I Learned to Preach.—Ly
. The Orange blossom . k Fat Men are Loving.—Newhouse. Why I am Interested in Gardening.—E. K. Foster. The Benefits of Having a New Buggy.—Prof. Leach. Advantages of the Banking Business.—H. K. McKibbin. Why I always get there.—Trotter. How I Learned to Run.—Winnie Baker. 224 Items Concerning the Merchant Business.—A. E. Brown. How I Made a Date.—H. O. Martin. How to be a Good Shepherd.—Winona Freark. How to Set Traps.—Senior Girls. Flunks I Have Made.—E. C. Arnold. How to Know Good Cider.—Ralph Ward. How to Cut Chapel.—James Allen. Why My Hair is Red.—Charlie Kalb. How I Learned to Preach.—Lynn Bloom. How to work the Profs.—Lyle Cutler. How to Lead Chapel Songs.—Gilbert Cox. Why I Like the Mormons.—Mary Brigham. How to Hunt Bugs.—C. F. Peter. Why I never go With the Girls.—Warren Cook. How to Sling Hash.—Earl Douglas. How to Catch On.—Hanger. Why I Never Talk.—Frank Boys. My Plans for Leap Year.—Lillian Rolf. Analytic Outline to Our Jokes.—Humorous 225 THE FOUR WHEELED JOKE. One day as I walked to the fragrantwoods, Thru the meadows all smiling in green, I heard a noise that startled me, What was it? A threshing machine? Ah no—As I turned my wondering eyes, I soon from my fears awoke, And a gentle smile stole over my face— It was only the four-wheeled joke. There sat the driver with flowing hair,And eyes extremely kind,A-driving two little red a snow white dog was trotting be-hind. The wheels all wobbled like drunken menAnd the spokes beat a merry tattoo,It was this that I heard that startled me,As I walked the green meadows thru. But the longhaired kindly driver, Glanced not to the left or right, But drove right on like a hungry man, With a fervent appetite. Perhaps the little red ponies, And the dog were hungry too, For they all were going a lively gait, Toward the town of old B. TJ. All the students of Baker,And all the Baldwin folk,Are acquainted with the driverAnd the four-wheeled jok
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