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The Student Vagabond

Unfortunately the Vagabond is not writing while en route to Michigan. Situations have taken a bad turn for him; for he was shamefully prevented from reaching Yost Stadium. And the utter defeat of his carefully laid schemes has greatly upset the dean of all week-enders.

Last night he was to start on a trip that would have taken him to Ann Arbor and fame and . . . temporary financial case. During the Prime Minister's recent visit to this country the Vagabond completed the coup of his lifetime. Negotiations were brought to a successful conclusion which would have enabled the Vagabond to outshine even his distinguished rival, Mr. Richard Halliburton.

This was the agreed plan: the Vagabond was to journey out to Michigan by air. But in no ordinary fashion. The new British dirigible R-101 was scheduled for a secret flight to these shores, being due to arrive at the Vagabond's private mooring post, Memorial Hall Tower, sometime late last night.

Picture for yourself the dapper voyager anxiously waiting for the soft purr of the R-101 to come out of the inky darkness. At hand a copious supply of cigarettes, wrist watches, fountain pens, and . . . but the list of endorsed merchandise is too long. Already the Vagabond could visualize the welcoming parade, the lecture dates at woman's clubs, his photograph in every room in Smith, Vassar and Wellesley, the fan mail from Radcliffe. And he could hear the sighs of debutantes make soft music in his ears. What a night of nights.

Then while the Vagabond was waiting to start on the royal road to romance for his glorious adventure, the nation's watchful press jumped on the job. Reporters from one of the great American journals got word of the matter. And it did not take long for these mighty and powerful servants of the public to find a nefarious British plot back of the entire excursion--subsidiary of the undergraduate press.

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And so this morning while others read scare heads and look forward to the afternoon's adventures, the Vagabond can only sadly turn over in bed and think of what might have been. Nevertheless, he is still looking for good news to come out of the air this afternoon.

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