Professor Waldens Son

The Hall of Ivy starring Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Coleman. Good evening, this is Ronald Coleman. And Bonita Coleman. Inviting you to join us again on the campus of Ivy College. of Ivy College.

Now the horrors of Ivy. We love the horrors of Ivy, That's a promise here today. Welcome again to Ivy. Ivy College, that is, in the town of Ivy, USA. As a highly competent administrator, a past clearer upper of disposable details, of the ciphele of the clean desk. The president of Ivy College is not one to linger unnecessarily

and his administration building sanctum when his work is done, whether it be noon, three o'clock or midnight. It's now two thirty in the afternoon and he's signing a last letter of the day's correspondence with his faithful secretary, Ms. Goodson, standing by, blot her in her right hand with the presidential fedora in the other, as he says,

Good heavens, Ms. Goodson, why do I dictate such long letters? What's this one about? I sign it with blind faith in your efficiency. It's a review of the year's work of the Student Cooperative Association, Dr. Hall, suggestions for improvements and a pat on the back for scholastic achievement and their social program.

Well, did it take me three pages to do that? It took you five. I cut it to three. Oh. And you didn't consider it presumptuous to take such liberties with my personal correspondence. With your blind faith in my efficiency and my pride in your reputation as someone who gets to the point of things, no, sir.

Thank you for giving my reputation un-salad. As one who takes five pages to write a three page letter, I am lucky to have you on my side. Is this the last one? Yes, sir. Except the one you wrote to the music editor of the Ivy Courier.