Sage of Age Says "Sock It To 'Em' to Jordan Juggernaut

"Be Coufal," said the bald Disciple, looking Ott from behind the Schwartz Page, "Cozzl those Lions McLeaned up on Hobart."

"Quit Bueschen me in Nass," reformed the Shanghai Soor, the Holteen is a bunch of Bomms. Leave Maione. Quit Wagner tongue: Your Wards mean Little. You'll change your Toner."

"Forster last time, let Misho you Wynott," replied the Disciple. "Wanselew-ser, never a Price package.

"Audette's some Mayer of your Keating," said the Sage. "The Renicker-bockers from Nork will surely Lucier: HARVARD 20  COLUMBIA 14