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Title: St Andrew's College Review, Easter 1913
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: St Andrew's College
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Publisher: SAC
Contributing Library: St. Andrew's College Archives
Digitizing Sponsor: St. Andrew's College

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o, sir. Why ? Mr. Tudball—I see the skin all over your face. Risteen (to Fat MacDonald while walking from town) —Tired walking, Fat fMcDonald—Yes.Risteen—Lets run awhile then. Mr. Taylor (in .Vnc. History class)—When was Romebuilt? Davis II.—In the night, sir. Mr. Taylor—What makes you think so ? Davis XL-—Becanse you said it wasnt built in a day. De Beck—What did Dr. MacDonald cane yon for just now?Graham—He thrashed me for nothing. Do you think I paidhim for it. V\) with your shouts, Blair;Down with your doubts,Well turn lazy loutsInto manly boy scouts. School Inspector (to Black)—Who is it that sits idle wheneverybody else is working?Black—The )\Iaster, sir. Jones Bateman (who has his arm tied up)—I was not likethis always, sir. Dr. Macdonald—Xo. yesterday you had the other one tiedup. Mr. Laidlaw (in literature class)—Blair, give me a sentenceusing the word seldom. Blair—^fy father had two horses and he soiled em both. ST. ANDREWS COLLEGE REVIEW. 63
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THE University of Toronto -AND University College Faculties of ARTS MEDICINEAPPLIED SCIENCEHOUSEHOLD SCIENCEEDUCATIONFORESTRY For information apply to the REGISTRAR OF THE UNIVERSITYor to the Secretaries of the respective Faculties. G4 ST. ANDREWS COLLEGE EEVIEW. All-. Bishop—) think it is very extravagant to eat butter andjam uu the same piece of bread. Robertson—Pardon me, sir. I think its economy; thesame )neco of bread does for both. Blair to De Beck (who has brought up his piece of cake fromsupper on Sunday)—Lets play menagerie. Ill be the lion andyou feed me your cake. Some like cats, and some do not,Their music is vile, when their claws get caught •But of all the sounds that sound like sin,Theres nothino- as vile as a vile violin. Travis (in Montreal restaurant)—Do you serve lobsters?Waiter—We serve anybody; sit down, sir. Master—Is that your fathers signature?Davis I.—As close as I can get it. Really, there is more water in Lake Ontario than in the col-lege sou

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