The Gavelyte, May 1908

G THE GAVELYTE, displaces them and tries to show the fair one such a time as sht> never will have again. Suppose gentlemen, one of these disguised angels comes into your life; you will work, forget the necessities, disregard the luxuries, and count that day lost when you will fail to get a smile from your Minerva. Anything- anything to give this fair damsel an hour of pleasure. That re– minds me. The S. S. le.s.svn wa., on the life of Jacob . After a thrilling talk the teacher wa.s desirous of ascertaining how much the class had prnfited by the talk. She said. "Now children, after Jacob worked seven years, what did he get ?" o one answered but at last the proverbial small boy ventur– ed "Sold". Oft times the bachelor gets married. It is by this act that he ceases to be a bachelor. The idE'a that any man can forget his self r espect so far as to get married. The very idea is preposterous. It reminds me of an– other joke. A teacher was explaining to a class the diffe rence between thP marriage custom of ancient days and the modern idea. Closing he said : '·N,,w they have to go down to the court house and get a license." A small lio:v. who had lately come into possession of a dog excitedly raise his hand ,ind exclaimed "which one wears the tag?" In this day of Merry Widow hats it would be safe to say that women have the monopoly on tags All of you have been, more or less, of the sporty element. Some of you have incorµ, ,r– ated it into your names. One only can say, "I am it." He alone of all this ~rowd of boys has stood afar off and viewed the perfidy of women·. He alon1- is the confident of all the under classmen. Is it not the natural conclusion that I am it? Think that all here will unhesitatingly grant me this, thP only honor ever craved by me in all my college course . These meetings are all very nice but don'L you think they.might U<'– generate into one like this. A man says: ''My wife thinks I'm a brute, I think Rhe is an angel. Perhaps we are both mistaken." The making of a true bachelor is shown by the little boy crying. On being asked the troublE' said, ''Why J'll soon be too big to cry and not big enough tf) cuss." Was any here ever in like preriicament? Dare say not, I think that I alone grew uµ, E'XCE'µting Linton, po:::sibly. Alm11s t every paper that is read has some j1)kes about the strong minded wom~n and the henpecked husband in it. One of the most extreme of the first TJamed we wish nothing to do with; the second named need our sympathy, our love or onr friendship, who can tell wh en WE' will be in like prE'dicament. But you are getting tired. Allow me