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Show jirfr'fr.irws^miiA. S. U. U.COURAGEOUSLY THE BOYS FELL DEADSilently and dazedly the A. S. U. U. officers gazed around the room. Their eyes were misty and their lips quivered suspiciously. A few hours before they had been happy, carefree students playing the fascinating game of life irresponsibly and irrespective of their student body duties. They had not played the game this year; true they had suffered from incompetence and only faith in God could pull them through now. Who could pray? Who could sing?At last big "Tim" Creer broke the silence in a thin and quavering voice, "Who could have doneâ€"doneâ€""Soothingly Byron Jones placed a strong arm around the broad and manly, but shaking shoulders of big, frightened Tim. "I wouldn't worry kid, it won't help a bit, and I'm sure you'll not be ableâ€"" but he could not finish.Then Doug Wood slowly arose to his manly No. 9's, and removed with a saintly and reverent gesture his Friar's Garbâ€"age, and with folded hands broke forth in a monotonous missionary tone of voice, "Brethern, what's this "stuff about the Ballot?"^Doug,. Wood"I was over at Boulder with the football team and after the game I was taken down to the International Headquarters of the Friars Club and given a swell meal. After dinner the President of that Saintly organization got me a date with a very smart woman and we all went to a party. During the affair the young lady danced me out en the veranda and while sitting there she offered me a cigarette, I being a Friar, refused saying that we Friars never smoke.Later she offered me a drink, again I refused saying that I was a Friar and we Friars never drink. Then she came very close to me and I being a very good Friar, moved away saying that we Friars never woo. Well imagine my embarassment when I woke up in the morning with a headache, stain all over my fingers, and rosy lips.MPSDOUG WOOD(-Byron JonesPUTFamous Sayings of Byron Jones, Second Vice-Assistant, Assistant, A. S.:"Thank Gawd we still have the co-ed that pours sand out of her shoes after an matinee auto ride.""The University of Utah would not be the "cream in my coffee" without the grounds."BYRON JONES<SflZte<xte^^*^&BS&&r;&Xitt&&\Three hundred fifty |
