Cntwro.March 10. 1945 THIE MICI-lGADJ IALV Ren Nine .autuluuy, iv u uii ivy wrJ L. i INj r-n1v vr-IIL.I fQC 6I ilfi r I filone All Night With a Wolf in the My Most Intimnate Experiences Fr( Ever on the lookout for new forms of excitement and already wearying from imbibing the tinc- ture of greensoap which passes in Ann Arbor as beer, your reporter, not very long ago, spent the dawn hours carousing about with his pals, the black bear, the wolverine and the wolf who inhabit the cages located behind the museum build- ing. My pals from the zoo have few human friends. Their caretaker feeds them daily but takes no in- terest in their intellectual inter- ests. Having many times been told that I have the mind of a wolf, I feel a natural kinship to our neglected brethren. But to get back to our story, it was almost dawn when I out- fitted myself in a heavy fur coat, slipped on my artificial finger and toenails (purchased at a fashionable ladies shoppe in town), stuffed into my pock- ets an ample supply of cigar- ettes, a checkers game and de- parted in the direction of the club. When I arrived, black bear gave me a boost over the wicker fence to his cage and, once inside, he obligingly lit my cigarette. We had no sooner started on a game, of checkers, than the wolf poked his nose into the game and, as wolves do, started kibitzing. First he admired my coat, which he claimed -smelled just like one of his relatives. In an effort to get rid of him, I slipped him a cigar- ette (which the bear again lit) and told him to beat it. Wolf, however, had other ideas. He in- sisted upon calling in the wolver- ine for a bull session. I do not care for his bull sessions because they always end up with risque stories, mostly about sailors and other wolves. The bear and I saw the futility of trying to continue our game and Blackie, a name which he does not particularly care for, put the game away in his cubby-hole. Taking a long drag on the weed, Wolf began,-"Stop me if. you have heard this one." Having no desire of being skin- ned alive, I did not stop him. Blackie went off to hibernate in a corner and the Wolverine slunk off into another with my fountain pen. He is writing a treatise, I am told, entitled, "Boorish habits of the Gopher and the Badger," and hopes to have it published before the next football season. To continue, Wolf was not discouraged by the inattention of his fellows and -holding my ear in his jaws, he began to tell me his story. °ih t c ncht n cil - - - - .. .................... :::":.....:: :............. :i ... .- .. ... .w. .. ... . -..-. .. .. . ".".-; .. . ".. .- .....-. ... t \ K ": ((fr ^(x _ ^l - %, i i "" l 11 - ic - "" d l ~/' +R"\" 1 }r 1 1 i J i i s Frboretum;aDr. Ruthven E Revealed Gives Union rGood Old Tea roared to my conversationalists. They needed little urging, for President and Mrs. Alexander Blackie is not exactly a dandelion Ruthven yesterday afternoon at when it comes to using force. He four o'clock tendered the Union took the checkers set out of his Executive Council with an "old cubby-hole and we resumed our English style" tea, at the Presi- game on the floor of his cage. dent's Residence on South Uni- "How about a cig?" he asked, versity. as I triple-jumped him. I game "The members of the Executive him one, took one myself, and as Council" said Mrs. Ruthven to- enthusiastically as ever he grab- day "behaved like perfect gentle- bed for his matches and lit both. men, and the affair was carried The game soon ended. out in the most genteel manner "Guess we're even up in our possible. The only unfortunate series," I said. "Lucky dog," he occurrence of the afternoon was answered. "Gosh, it's nearly when Thomas Bliska : had .to be time for breakfast. You better carried out, after Henry Mantho get out of here before the care- . showed him (with illustrations), taker finds you. He'll give me what he would have done to Les- hell for allowing a visitor in lie Horvath in the Ohio State here. You can read the sign as , game." well as I: 'no visitors allowed in- All reports that the tea consist- side cages'," ed of two parts gin, three parts vermouth, two parts scotch, a I took up my checkers set, jigger of rum, lemon, mint, and cleaned up the cigarette butts, got crushed ice, were discovered to be a boost from Blackie over the absolutely false by your reporter. fence, and departed homeward, After extensive inquiry, your re- "So long, Blackie," I said, "had porter found out with the utmost a grand time." certainty, that there-was definite- "Come again," he said, "been a ly no crushed ice in the presi- pleasure having you." dential concoction. t P i f v x } i ri i :4 :; LIFE IN THE ARBORETUM ready heard this story. It was in for the use of my pen, and join- the Daily Official Bulletin last ed in the talk. Joined is under- week." estimating the amount of gusto "Ah yes," he persisted, "but this he showed for the bull session, is a first hand account. You don't for in no time at all he domi- want to pass up a first hand ac- nated it. count with all the details." "Wolf," said I, "of course I don't "I tell you, Art," he said, "the want to miss all the details, but more I think and write about after all I can't re-tell this story less I think of their intellectual to any of my pals over at the capacity. As a matter of fact," he paper. Michigan is an institution continued, "they're about as dull a of learning and all my pals are bunch as most of the students that interested in intellectual things. pass by every day. Of course, for How about waxing a bit philo- physical attractiveness, I might sophical. If I want to hear risque give them the inside edge on some stories, I can go up to the pool- of those dormitory girls." room or to the student offices at the Union. I come here for intelli- "Wait a minute" I interrupted. gent discussion." "What's the matter with those I think this got him. Any wolf dormitory girls? They look all right to me." will listen if you inflate his ego - "That's just it," he said. And enough. "All right," he said, "but nodding his head he explained, you should have heard those sail- "the trouble with you men is that ors howl. They topped me when you only really see the girls when I'm at my best and that's going they're dolled up on week-ends or something." From his corner, when they are all primed for clas- Blackie grunted in assent. ses. I see them as they really are, . . . ,. Disinctive Topcoats Th1-e otner nignt, hne said, "a couple of sailors and their girls So we began an intellectual were passing by here and.. ." discussion. The wolverine came "Wait a second," I said, "I al- out of his corner, thanked me t RENEW YOUR PLEASANT MEMORIES OF \/-BALL at the '14, SLWDE RULE B~ALL to be presented soon by the MICHIGAN TECHNIC i I . . 4 scurrying to classes with books under one arm, applying lipstick and combing their hair with the other. 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