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night. Verily, my dear, if you can do anything, you can make good candy - and that's more than Mrs Petree can say.

Good-by!

Your own loving

Jewell.

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The girls outnumbered the boys two to one, and every fellow was on his mettle. We had to circulated around, so that no coed could monopolize one of us for more than five minutes at a stretch. In this way the girls enjoyed a kaleidoscopic variety, and the boys got a change. Everybody joshed, everybody told college yarns containing more or less truth (usually the latter), everybody gave the Stanford yell when we