Lending the touch of color so mournfully absent in our dull lives, a flock of flaring placards settled this morning on vantage points within a stone's throw--who ever saw a stone throw?--of our daily haunts. They scream to all the world that the Senior class has gone to seed--hayseed--and will this evening be the hosts, chief accomplices, and Regular Spenders at a country fair cabaret in the Baseball Cage. The Bird of Time is on the wing for the Senior class, and numbers and enthusiasm will certainly put salt on the little bird's tail.
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FAIR EXCHANGE AND NO ROBBERY