Fr. L.—"Did Fenell take that medicine?"
r- Caesar—"No, he didn't."
Fr. L.—"Why not?"
Caesar—"Why, after smelling it I thought
that it wasn't meant for so small a boy, and I took
HOW COULD YOU NEVIN
All Kinds of Bulls.
There was a young man named Britt,
Who hailed from the town of DeWitt.
Every day to the gym
He would go for a swim,
This nice little man named Britt.
Steckel—"Don't you find everything cold at
your meals ?"
Timmer—"Well, no; we always manage to
have a heated argument."
Prof.—"Did you throw any of these paper
wads adhering to the wall ?"
THE TRAGEDY OF A CAMEL (BY J. J. C.)
Prefects-John Collins. Inspector of Smokes
Deputy Prefect—P. D. Moore. M. D.- -Master of Discipline.
Keeper of the Cuspidors—L. Britt.
W. A. Rempe.
Warden--W. M. McCabe.
Inspector of Smokes—"Well, then give me a match."
Keeper of the Cuspidors—"What are you going to do with it?"
Inspector of Smokes (sarcastically)—"Why, commit arson of course."
Keeper of the Cuspidors—"Say, guy, you're pretty fresh. Where…
Barnes—"Bailey, do you like honey?"
Bailey—"Sure; I got a little honey bee (B) of my own at home."
A certain professor of the house was speaking concerning some of the
rules laid down by the Church governing different matters, when he…
ST. AMBROSE may well be proud of the part her
sons played in the great struggle for democracy. By dedicating the Ambrosian of 1918
to those who were then "In the Army and
Navy fighting to preserve the Ideals and Institutions of free…