1919 Yearbook
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1919 Yearbook
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SWEET STUFF
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 was
interrupted as follows: "Father," says Keeler, "what is the speed limit of
the Catholic Church ?" Needless to say the professor was stumped.
TOO BAD
L.Lawler—"I have an invitation to the dance tonight, but I have a date
with Lent."
VERY WARM
Hickey—"By my troth! the atmosphere is extremely warm."
J. Barnes—"Yes, Ott is talking at Fr. S., in English."
Caesar Glanz is a dead game sport. He thinks nothing of writing a
check for twenty dollars and then lighting his pipe with it.
Chas. Costello, the Academic Class Poet, was run in by the police, for
writing without a poet's license.
TOO LATE TO CLASSIFY
Mr. Donald Feeney will appear in the auditorium on the night of May
1st, and will render a song entitled: "He Fell Off a Street Car and Broke
His Journey." (Song deleted by the censor.)
A PLAY OF WORDS
W. Boudewyns—"Lace up your shoes, Monger, your tongue is hanging
out. (Ed. Note—As we go to press Kenneth's answer has not yet been
completed.)
QUITE TRUE
B. Coughlin—"Disease always strikes one in one's weakest spot?"
C. Doyle—"I see, that's why you have a cold in your head."
IS THAT RIGHT
Kilcoin—"When will the alphabet have 24 letters?"
Moos—"I can't say."
Kilcoin—When U and I are gone.
A GOOD (?) RIDDLE
W. Feeney—"Why do old maids go early to church?"
L. Glanz—"Why?"
Feeney—"To be there when the hymns (hims) are given out."
LARGE?
Hess—"Which is the biggest, Mr. Bigger or Mr. Bigger's baby?"
Lipke—"Mr. Bigger's baby, because he's a little Bigger."
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 was
interrupted as follows: "Father," says Keeler, "what is the speed limit of
the Catholic Church ?" Needless to say the professor was stumped.
TOO BAD
L.Lawler—"I have an invitation to the dance tonight, but I have a date
with Lent."
VERY WARM
Hickey—"By my troth! the atmosphere is extremely warm."
J. Barnes—"Yes, Ott is talking at Fr. S., in English."
Caesar Glanz is a dead game sport. He thinks nothing of writing a
check for twenty dollars and then lighting his pipe with it.
Chas. Costello, the Academic Class Poet, was run in by the police, for
writing without a poet's license.
TOO LATE TO CLASSIFY
Mr. Donald Feeney will appear in the auditorium on the night of May
1st, and will render a song entitled: "He Fell Off a Street Car and Broke
His Journey." (Song deleted by the censor.)
A PLAY OF WORDS
W. Boudewyns—"Lace up your shoes, Monger, your tongue is hanging
out. (Ed. Note—As we go to press Kenneth's answer has not yet been
completed.)
QUITE TRUE
B. Coughlin—"Disease always strikes one in one's weakest spot?"
C. Doyle—"I see, that's why you have a cold in your head."
IS THAT RIGHT
Kilcoin—"When will the alphabet have 24 letters?"
Moos—"I can't say."
Kilcoin—When U and I are gone.
A GOOD (?) RIDDLE
W. Feeney—"Why do old maids go early to church?"
L. Glanz—"Why?"
Feeney—"To be there when the hymns (hims) are given out."
LARGE?
Hess—"Which is the biggest, Mr. Bigger or Mr. Bigger's baby?"
Lipke—"Mr. Bigger's baby, because he's a little Bigger."
Date
1919
Rights
St. Ambrose University, 518 W. Locust St., Davenport, IA 52803
Identifier
http://cdm16810.contentdm.oclc.org/cdm/ref/collection/p16810coll2/id/4672