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Identifier: arbutus00indi_7 (find matches)
Title: Arbutus
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Authors: Indiana University
Subjects: Indiana University College yearbooks Universities and colleges
Publisher: Bloomington, Ind. : Indiana University
Contributing Library: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center
Digitizing Sponsor: Internet Archive

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When he had done the Spade act for Twenty-four Hours at a
stretch, he felt so much like a genius or the Day After that he couldn't
tell which he was.
But he couldn't afford to be asked Anything that he didn't know,
for fear the Prof wouldn't either know it, and would really need
the information. The Profs did take terrible chances sometimes.
So he went up to the Exams with his Head so Heavy that it was
Physical Labor to carry it.
He sat down beside an Industrious Individual win, kept his head
comfortably light by putting all really necessary Knowledge down on
paper. It is ever so much Easier to carry it that way.
So the Prof turned on the Stream of Quizzes and the Thermometer
started up.
The first questions were so easy that the Johnny Boy across the
aisle never even trotted his War Horse out of the Engine House.
But the Dig had to turn over so many Leaves of (nformation in
his Grey Index that he got mixed up finding what he wanted.
Moral: Next to Standard Oil there ought to be a Whole Lot Of
Money in Spades.

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A POPULAR TELEPHONE POLE NEAR
ALPHA HALL SLOUGHFOOT

This is a tale of a Kappa Sig who went to the Purdue game and was
inspired by the doughty deeds of the crimson eleven to dream dreams
of chivalry. He towered five feet one—or two, and thought of
the glorious feats that it might be his chance to do, in war or love.
So he sat alone in the return train and thought of the great-
ness that is exceedingly likely to be thrust upon any man five feet one
—or two— who happens to be unusually good looking.
A short distance across the aisle sat two women. One of them
growing tired of the long ride, stood up to rest. One of the two men
sitting in the seat behind her gave her sleeve a tug and said, "Sit down."
"I wont do it," came the prompt response.
Again he tugged her sleeve and commanded, "Sit down, I tell you."
"I don't have to," was the only reply.
The hero of the tale was across the aisle in a moment. "I beg par-
don," he said sternly, "but if that man is annoying you, you may
have my seat."
The woman beamed down upon his five feet one—or two, and
said, "Thank you,but— that man is my husband."

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