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THE CRIME

Gems From the Harvard Idler

By R. T. S.,

But I'll slumber, I'll nap and I'll drouse.

Some will dance on through the night-time

And exotic hours will keep:

Be that as it may--now's the right time

For me to catch up on my sleep.

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I am a movie fan.

I am a movie fan.

All my waking hours I'll spend

In the Metropolitan.

Alone at Last,--Or,--Heaven Will Protect the Senior

(To be sung on a dim stage to the sounds of "Hearts and Flowers" played on a muted saxaphone.)

The bells of St. Paul's struck gently, vibrating out through the night,

Rousing, a gaunt sad figure, bent over the candle light,

Turning, he saw his room-mate, home-ward bound, bag in hand, hat on head.

And brushing a tear from his eye-lids he turned to him and softly said:

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