The Student Vagabond

Like everyone else who is really famous the Vagabond has his own "fan mail"--mostly from Poughkeepsie and Northampton with a few letters now and then from his friends in the Freshmen Dining Halls where he conducts experiments on Lowell House food. By way of a short digression it might be explained that he once upon a time had other Cambridge mail until Radcliffe gave up trying to understand. From this mild suggestion one may gather that, like the Jester, the Vagabond has troubles of his own. But after all, the young people across the Common are ladies and Mr. Curley is Mayor of Boston (1630-1930).

Some day when he publishes his review of Mr. Vallee's book the Vagabond will print a few rather speedy selections from his --ah--"fan mail". Until that day let it suffice that people have been writing to the Dean of Lowell House to inquire if all still goes well.

Well, the truth is, it does. The Vagabond has been busy ever since he recuperated from the illness which came over him when he got his first look at the yellow, green, black, blue, and red tiles being laid on the floors of his domain. He has been fairly well occupied giving the Boston American and Randolph Hall and the other Lampoon cossacks the latest inside tips on the most recent peregrinations of their Ibis, alias Harry the Stork.

Aside from this he has contented himself with lending his lecture notes to a few select friends and enjoying the books he planned to read during the last Reading Period. That's the whole story, except for a couple of Pops concerts and a talkie or two.

Speaking of the cinema, the show at the University tonight is just about perfect for a bit of light mid-exam period refreshment. The western picture is thoroughly entertaining and all real Vagabonds will be completely delighted with Miss Janet Gaynor in her latest smile.