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Show weren't needed, in fact a hindrance; hind-rance; that as boys they coulo do without them; and, that Hymen Hy-men would be run off the place if ever he showed up there. Just to rub this thought farther in, the boys had games after suppei games such as rollicking fun lov ing young fellows wish, in which of course, the girls and women took absolutely no part. That listens well in print. Well, as near-fact it'll pass. The guests were the Misses Mima Stringer, Nina Hoyt, Jennie Jen-nie Gray; Mesdames Beckwith, Aller, Bates, Onderdonk, Lam bert and Thurston; the hind-drances hind-drances were Norm Lambert, Jack Thurston, and Beckwith, the sour faces, the scrutiny squad, Bill Cook, Ralph Prout and Jam-sie Jam-sie Villers did the escort stunt. We thank the boys most heartily, heart-ily, and assure them that then supper was a great success, anc that the affair was most topolis-tic. topolis-tic. Especial thanks are due tt Kurnel Hoff and Chef Lanham. Frank Beckwith. 0. Z. Ozies Entertained The boys wouldn't divulge who chased the turkey down, nor who jnatched the second one, but two big fine stuffed birds graced platters, garnished with smiles of welcome from the boys and served with jolly sauce. This all happened down on the South Tract at Clyde Mulvaney's last Saturday evening, the occasion being a treat the batchelors gave the 0. Z. 0. girls. Brigadier General, Herr Wil-helm Wil-helm Hoff, did the needful at one end of the table on one bird, working his rapid fire guns of conversation and storming the plates of the defenseless until surrender to his heaps resulted and when capitulation was complete, com-plete, subjected the beleagured to a second helping gee! how easily some gave in! All the bravery must be at the front, for there wasn't a soul there brave enough to withstand the charge of a second heap. Lefttenant Billie Mulvaney said "trade was good" and hazarded haz-arded his life time without number, num-ber, now on a drum stick, and anon on a powder puff in fact just loved the smell of powder. The brave are born fearless, and certainly he went be a batchelor long. Jack Connelley sat but there! there! ask He-of-the-euphonious-appelladon-Mulvaney. Gore must be spilled yet to bridge that breach. Dewey thank the boys for so nice a time? Ask Mrs. Bates. She says "We Dew," and put it to rhyme. H. G. Wood and A. C. Mulvaney, Mul-vaney, with now and anon, help from Hugh, flitted forth and back, whisked there and here 1 guess that's said it; anvway they were cubs under his Rotund Highness Frank Lanham, Com-mander-in-Chef, he whose insignia insig-nia is the long white apron, knife and rolling pin, and product pro-duct the good eats. My cook will please take the hint and learn his art. Thus introduced, it follows to say that the 0. Z. 0. girls and invited guests were served the very nicest turkey dinner you could wish, gotten up entirely, cooked and served by the boys, with courses, dressing, pudding, and as dessert orange ice. In other words the South Tract Bachelor Boys just showed the girls good and plenty that they |