The Harvard Lampoon won back its Ibis Wednesday, not to mention the respect of admirers of good-sportsman-ship everywhere. The gentle Poonies found the legendary bird at the bottom of the Adams House swimming pool at the end of a three-and-a-half hour Treasure Hunt sponsored by the Harvard CRIMSON.

Ibis had his baptism by baptism at 11 a.m. Having graciously consented to serve as the object of the treasure hunt, Ibis settled into the chlorine-scented depths of the Adams pool sustaining life through a primitive papyrus-reed snorkel, a memento of Ibis's original Nile home. From time to time, Ibis gave Treasure Hunt officials the V sign made famous by Winston Churchill in World War II.

Meanwhile, Hunt officials explained to the Poonie team of four that, "any Harvard man with a quick wit" could locate the treasure in half an hour, all the clues being planted within minutes of each other.

At 2:25 p.m., the team of Poonies, having combed Cambridge landmarks and badgered merchants for clues, deciphered the final conundrum. By 2:28, Lampoon President La Farge was undressing at pool's edge, and in another minute was paddling towards the pool's littoral regions with Ibis in a fireman's carry.

Emerging drenched to the quills, Ibis asked for a towel. "It's not a duck's back, you know," he quipped.

"That Ibis is no chicken," cracked La Farge, carrying the winged creature back to his perch on the Lampoon's Kaiser Wilhelm helmet cupola.

The Poonies homed their minds on the following CRIMSON clues:

1. Governor Dudley kept appointments, But only when Sol saw fit to smile; Under the rainy day's annointments, He wasn't protected by this Dial.

2. Professors look down the street at the fog,

Rain, and mist of a winter day's damp.

With a vacuous snore and asleep like a log,

Herr Zimmermann lies on a secretive ramp.

3. What do fish have?

4. QUESTION PROMPTED BY A THREE HUNDREDTH BIRTHDAY PRESENT

Oh, sons of Harvard in Peking,

Did any of you ever dream

That your colossal marble thing

Would hold a clue to this dark scheme?

Across the Yard's green turfy lawn,

Let the hunt drag on and on!

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My name is John Peabody Monks,

I live among white walls and bunks.

Though I was a quiet and still man,

I wrote of how College men kill man.

6. At Cambridge's leafiest bazaar

A smoker in the lurch'll

Ask for a Cuban-made cigar

But settle for a Churchill.

7. A country next to Norway,

A poisoner from Italy,

Add up to a doorway

With a clue just a little way Beyond.

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Rats squeak, cows moo,

Geneticists study corn.

Go to the brazen Guardians two,

And sail around the horn.

10. George "Washington" slept here,

Timothy's tempest brewed,

Cleopatra was kept here,

Mrs. Tyrone was stewed.

11. L. C. the initials, but special the name:

A famous Russian in a famous role.

To go on with this ever more wonderful game

Is surely to find good food for the soul.

12. Thomas and Ralph surround me,

A Persian tale lent its name.

If by a fluke you found me,

'Twould exemplify the same.

13. In our second year I died,

With monicker resolutely tied

To barbershop and mindless mag,

To bike exchange and fighting rag;

And now they've perched me suitably,

Gazing in steel inscrutably.

14. If you're passing the stacks, look me up.

(Signed)

Thresky

Card in catalogue:

Ibis, Fred. A.

Hunts, Ancient and Modern

15. The Vanderbilt fortune built me

A tame substitute for the sea;

You can play water polo

To a sweet bathtub solo,

If your "buddy" will give you the key.

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