Ever since I was heaved down the steps of the Fogg Museum the other morning, my head has not been very clear. An interesting thing about that incident was that I could have thrown the fellow back up again if I had felt like it, because like all scions of the renowned house of Huey. I'm not so had at jiu jitsu. Of course I had to be pretty careful about letting people know who I was, because the Cubs are still after me, and there were a couple of their scouts around all week. They would have known that only Huey skill and strength could have done what I was considering; so I just kept still.
The football games today are really easy ones to predict, but with this bump still on my head I have to be pretty careful about how much I think. Of course I'll get the winners right but I might miss up a point or so on one or two of the scores, so you better haul right out of those pools and wait until next week. By the way, I wish every one would stop writing me for the scores early in the week. I've got an agreement with most of the coaches not to give them out before Saturday so as not to discourage the boys unnecessarily.
Well, I'd lay my money on Harvard today, and I guess that ought to be enough of a hint for most every one. A couple of touchdowns ought to be the margin.
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