Our dean is short and bald and fat, He's almost nude without his hat; Lookitt what his forehead did, Came right down behind his lid.
Though they sang of him thus irreverently, most Princeton men were sorry when in 1925 Dr. Howard McClenahan, physics professor and dean of the College since 1912, left to become secretary of Philadelphia's Franklin Institute. Esteemed as an able teacher and wit, he was always ready to stop for a friendly chat on his cane-clumping jaunts about the campus. But he had another, official manner—head back, eyelids...
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