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THE NEW YORK JOURNAL OF PHARMACY 



Dean. — "Will one of you gentlemen 

 kindly pull down that shade? Thank 

 you, I'll remember you in my will." 



Student on the Q. T. — "Remember 

 me at the exams." 



PERSONALS. 



Ovefheard. 



Junior (female). — ^"Don't you think 

 A. C. Burnett a fine boy?" 



Proposal arid wedding bells are now 

 in order. 



How about it? 



At lectures : Hergert, Atwood, 

 Simon, Odell, Cragg, Embree. — May 

 they rest in peace. 



Messrs. Klein and Kirschner will 

 soon present their new farce in two 

 acts, called, "Did we cough or did we 

 sneeze." The epilogue of the play was 

 furnished by the Dean. 



Notice to Friends : Positively no 

 free list. 



Longfellow wrote "The Vacant 

 Chair." Must have gotten his inspira- 

 tion from Kinane, lecture seat No. 79. 



Our congratulations and best wishes 

 to D. K. Gritz, 1914, who is engaged 

 to be "hitched-up" to Miss Mary A. 

 Hamburger. 



(The boys certainly have their nerve 

 with them now-a-days.) 



"May all their troubles be little 

 ones." — Shakespeare. 



EXCHANGES. 



"Consider the fountain pen ; it does 

 its best work when it is full." — Stam- 

 ford Chaparral. 



"A guy without a pair of these tor- 

 toise-rim eyeglasses is about as rare as 

 a blind man at the Winter Garden." — 

 Columbia Jester. 



"Your shaving powder aint no 

 good," said Rustic Simplicissimus to 

 the drug clerk, "I put some on my 

 face last night, and the hair is longer 

 than ever." — -Texas Coyote. 



"Here's a funny item, 'Cow Walks 

 Into Bank !' " "Nothin' funny about 

 that. She wanted to have her milk 

 certified." — Columbia Jester. 



Enid.— "I think Mr. Alutt is the 

 nicest dancer. He's so easy on his 

 feet." 



Mirtyl. — "Humph ! He may be easy 

 on his feet, but he was hard on mine." 

 — Dartmouth Jack-O'-Lantern. 



Pa. — "You'll have to economize 

 more this year, my dear." 



Dear. — "Why, father, I don't see 

 how you can complain. I've cut out 

 petticoats entirely !" — Columbia Jester. 



"My young man's a real gent, said 

 Sadie, the saleslady, shifting her cud 

 of chewing gum; he never blows his 

 soup like a common person ; he always 

 fans it with his hat." — Pennsylvania 

 Punch Bowl. 



