24 ACORN Miss Cleghorn "Weakness is not one of woman's strong points." Aggie Stallings (leaving Prof. Hart's algebra class) "I know that algebra off by heart." (Hart.) Prof. Lind "Where in Utah do we find transported waste?" Jeddie McKay "At the mouth of the Mississippi." First Student "Is that Prof. Porter's brother?" Second Student "Sure, can't you tell by the way his coat-tail shakes?" Miss Earle "How many mistakes did Mr. Purrington make?" Johnson "Couldn't count 'em." Miss Earle "Why?" Purrington "He hasn't had education enough." Prof. Harker "Look at your appendix and see how large Jupiter is. Prof. Jensen "The teacher should understand the pupils' physiography." Rae "I wonder if there'll be anyone in here a little while ago." Miss Cleghorn "I am going down to the drug store to get some brandy for my cold." Miss Larkin "Come over to our house and I will give you some whiskey." Miss Cleghorn "No, thank you, I like the taste of brandy better." Principal Henderson "I think that there are no black sheep in this student body, but there are white ones with black spots on them." Miss Earl "How many pages have you?" Pyott "About a half an hour." Minnie Nelson "Who is that light complexioned fellow in that light complexioned suit?" ACORN 25 Prof Lind (calling the roll in Geology) "G. D. Green." Student "That means General Delivery Green." Where did you come from, Freshie dear? Our of babyland into here. Why are your eyes so glassy green? 'Tis through the eyes the soul is seen Why do you dodge around the wall? For fear I'd meet a senior tall. How came you to us, Freshie dear? In a baby cart Ma brought me here. For powder and chamois apply to the Preps Hours every five minutes between classes. Miss Cleghorn (quoting from the ancient Mariner) "The rod right sun wested on the restern rave." Miss Cragun "Come down and I will give you a sugar sack." William C "Where do you live?" Richards "Here's a fine anecdote by Emerson. Shall I copy it for a theme?" Wilson "No, Miss Cleghorn will pick it to pieces anyway." Prof. Harker "Knabe means boy, so if you see a knabe piano, you'll know it's one of the boys." Prof. Cowles "What do they call the school where they manufacture ministers?" As jaunty Green went down the track, Reviewing scenes of one mile back, A whistle and a ringing gong, Faintly to his ear was borne; And on the air this song was sung, Come to the "Acorn Dance." We are happy to know that Prof. Ridges has recovered from his severe illness, and is with us again.