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Show Page oeven ( The Stagger Inn Continued from page U 6 ) STILL That Sweethearts ball what a dance. was herd to Every one was there, and who some persons were; they tell just looked so sharp. There was Joe and Spencer. She was sporting a new formal, isn'T 00 it green checkered and black jersey; that's nothing, Olive and Eddie were sporting Of course the same thing. Spencer didn't date them all, Olive had that cute Waldo Brooks, and Eddie wasn't doing .so bad with Doyle Sampson. Then there .'.was DeLenna and Banard; Tony aid Sybil; Kay and Gai; and natch Stan Schmutz and his Mood Indigo boys. It was a grand time, and it looked mighty good to see the faculty out, and they too. Until next paper LATE GET TO ' - V Vm, can dance, got to with Dad's you've way; be old-fashio- ned always thrifty D remember, the thrifty root beer, D Lou Jean Atkin wants to know often why her name does not appear more in the D. J. C. FLASH I A N is what we make it for a time, but finally the children are old enough to make Life it mMNI BfeJEE at DRUG DIXIE even worse. SPORTS SIDELITE3 The Rut In more than one way we are in that old rut. First, one of our teams conto lose if the other wins . tinues we have proved that vie arc in Second, the rut with the B. A. C., or is that just a game of give and take? Whatever and lose. it's win it is Coach Hafen And The Upon my Kittens arrival at the high school to ne see the game, I immeCoach Hafen and for began looking diately the boys. Upon inquiry I was politely told that the Leeds players had their wires crossed .nd werent there yet, and that Coach Hafen was having kittens. Dixie-Hurrica- Naturally I could hardly believe Ccach had such yself q secluded capacity, I found so that m- corner to see what was to happen. Sure enough, at five going to eight here came the good coach foll- owed by seemed ordered. his kittens. to be just D Mac: The Leeds what the D I heard that your blind date sorta homely, boys doctor was ' Homelyl Say, that gal was so ugly that when we walked along the wateBob: rfront, even the tugs stopped whistling. |