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LAMPY PUTS BEST FOOT FORWARD IN YALE NUMBER

Reviewer Praises Cover but Grades Part of Inside Only D--But Most of It Is Well Written

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED

The following review of the Yale game number of the Lampoon was written for the Crimson by A. D. Welton Jr. '23.

There is nothing like putting one's best foot forward, and certainly this Yale Game Lampy does that with an excellent cover by Saunders. Picture, if you will, a Shakesperian gentleman of no small fame, standing with a canine skull in hand, background of blue clouds and what might be Dunsinane Castle but looks more like a stadium, --and the words in his mouth you have guessed by this time. "Alas Poor Y--!" All well done, but we doubt if we can agree that the rest of the number holds up to that standard.

Grades Some Cracks Only D

The editorials are quite all right, but somehow one feels that a couple of other might have done just as well. And it was a disappointment to find under the very nice "Ibis Inklings" heading, the old,--oh, very old one--about the human race being the funniest. That is not even up to the one about the Frenchman of note who, upon being asked what animal he thought was nearest to a human being, replied "L'Angiais." And the funnies attempted to be made out of newspaper headlines all seem to be forced; not that such headlines are not perfectly good game, for they are. But we couldn't give more than about a D grade to a paper containing those in the present issue. Turning next to the Society Page, we are entertained considerably; although more by the nifticks accompanying the drawings than by the drawings themselves--which are by Roebling, and not nearly as good as the one done in another style in this same issue. The subject of this last, is a poor bored centaur who has hay-fever and can't go near his food.

Much of It Well Written

But perhaps we are appearing less commendatory than we feel. There is much to amuse; well-written verse and doggerel sometimes. We didn't see the story about the man who took his maiden to "What Price Glory" unsuspectingly, was correspondingly worried as to her reaction, but when she turned to him in the middle of the second act, and, pointing to her pocketbook on the floor, said "Pick up that g--d--n bag" he decided the show was tame for her; but, to complete this rather involved sentence, while we didn't see the story in Lampy, we know it is one of the newest and best, so we feel sure that it is there.

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