21 Went to H.S. to get seats and went without breakfast as I went before that meal thinking (Simple Rustic!) that the proceedings would take about ½ hr. We had to stay till 11:30. Loafed some more. I’m sick of it already. Saw Donald this evening but he was going to a dance. O, dearie me! Saw Milly and spent evening at her house. She had a W.-P. Cadet calling who talked through his nose.
Original Daffydills. By the author
If Helen Tolles, will a wedding ring?
If Robert Burns, will Harriet Cook?
If Mohammedan ladies veil their faces,
If Mohammedan ladies veil their faces,
What does Kenneth Vail?
If misers bury their gold, what will Peter Berry?
Illustrations:
Dead swoon
Bartender, another tub of suds!
Shoot if you will, I die a hero!
Sign on the left: Gloom
Sign on the right: Joy
So far the poem is my favorite page. :-)
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