Word: vagabonde
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Harvard College, with its system of testing students' knowledge, has always been a favorite place for the Vagabond at exam time. For although there are no lectures to go to, there are always exams with spot passages, whether literary, musical, or otherwise...
English I. Chaueer, with some twenty odd spots is the second choice. Or rather a tie. For Fine Arts ld, yesterday morning, is another ideal. The thirty slides worn a cluch no work at all. Long ago the Vagabond learned these, when he first used to go to Fine Arts lectures. Now he has them all in his heart. He will remember them; but he will never forget to try the tests, just to make sure he isn't getting rusty. But the final morsel, which he is waiting for, comes in the Music 4 exam, next week...
...years ago when Rudy Vallee was plugging the song "I'm Just a Vagabond Lover" he brought more trouble than glory upon his head by advertising it as one of his own creative efforts. Last year one Roberta H. McKay of Los Angeles claimed that she wrote the song, brought a million-dollar suit against Vallee which is still pending. Four months ago Songwriter Leon Zimmerman whom Vallee named as co-author sued for an accounting of $80,000 profits...
...favored neither Claimant McKay nor Claimant Zimmerman. Judge Sullivan decided that the song originated with Jesse Brown, a Chicago lawyer, who argued that he wrote it ten years ago while an undergraduate orchestra leader at Northwestern University. The court ordered Vallee to give Lawyer Brown an accounting of his "Vagabond" royalties...
...Vagabond emerged from the drain pipe of the new unit of Adams House where he had been avoiding the heat and looked over the gutter onto Plympton Street late one evening during this examination period, he looked around to see how hard the students of this great University were taking themselves and their studies. The net result was most gratifying. Activity was everywhere. Bottles were crashing into the street, "Ten Cents a Dance" was being sung from a room in Randolph in a voice which betokened the existence of something more substantial than the mere joy of existence, while...