University of Kansas - Jayhawker Yearbook (Lawrence, KS)

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. These happy faces were to be found as the girls registered for that three-day ordeal., rush week. Photo by Yarnell WE D000 IT USH Week spelled with a capital H is the week when all persons socially repellent repell into being. The week when all females resemble Pepso- dent with Irium-smiles, and hawks flying down for the kill. The Battle Song of the Republic rings in all ears and the local lodge girls go into the same song, second verse. In preparation for this hellegant raid on the ill advised adolescents, the carpet-baggers returned to the Jayhawker Nest, just two feet from Heaven C?D and too far from Christmas. Fifth column activities began immediately. The by Lyla Jean Doughman underground systems that had sabatoged all summer were cussed and discussed, attempts were made to disable all goons, and the voices were lowered to a shout .concerning choice bits of scandal. Meetings were called at odd hours, committees were formed to remove varments from forgotten garments, hang pictures on .holy walls, and insulate the rooms in which the heat was to be turned on. At last the rush daze arrived. This predicament found us displaying our best manners and bed- spreads. Pappy Time gave us sixty minutes between shifts to resplash our lipsick, dip our legs, and dust ,A The Gamma Phi's fed them, while the Pi Phi's were crooning. P50105 by Yu,-,Zell --

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vililii brary fine of 1131.20 carried over from last year, and mustpay it before you will be allowed to register. ' Willie, although a rugged V-1 Naval Reservist just in from a summer on the farm, staggered under the blow. Falling away from the card counter and toppling people behind him like a row of dominoes, Willie soon found himself on top of the pile and near the door. Summoning his gal Sal, he informed her of his misfortune and made a dash for the li- brary. There he paid the one-twenty, got a slip cer- tifying William Walkinshaw has fulfilled his obli- gations to Watson Library, and hustled back to Ad. Disregarding the waiting line this time, he flashed his slip to the door keeper and again made his way to the card files. Regaining the attention of Efficiency, Willie triumphantly presented his library release and demanded his registration permit. He snatched up the little yellow slip, made his exit, found Sal, and shuffled down 'the stairs. In F.S. basement at last, Willie got the long list of registration cards, spotted two empty seats to- gether, and made a dash for it. Everything worked beautifully. He gave half the sheet of cards to Sal, took a scratchy University straight pen, and started writing. Sally did well, too. She knew Willie's home address, his Lawrence address and telephone number, and his father's name. Only minor slip-up was when a registration-floor adviser had to remind Willie to mark in the year of his entrance into the University in the little square. Then on to the check lines and 'for regit 15 ration and enrollment by John Cunard the photographer. ' Sally got off the trite old expression that Willie probably would break the camera. He went ahead, though, and hung his map in the frame while a clerk put his school and number in front of his chest. Time came for the photog to snap the shutter, but nothing happenedy Evidently the fellow ahead of Willie had accomplished the camera-breaking. He 'waited through 30 minutes of repair work, and then posed again. This time the camera functioned prop- erly, and Willie was on his way out. He informed the R.O.T.C. desk that he was in the Naval Reserve, convinced K-men that he was not afreshman, found that all the K-Books were sold, took Sal by the hand, and walked out the east door of Frank Strong with a look of satisfaction on his face. Out of the registration lines, Willie W. was just in time to get in another last-period, last day-that of enrollment. After the short walk to Robinson gymnasium and a quick cigarette, Willie thanked Sally for her efforts in the registration lines, said, Meet you in the Union before the game, and re- signed himself to his fate on the enrollment floor. The line at the gym was shorter, and soon, transcript in hand, Willie entered the sea of advisers and hair- tearing students. ' As Willie strode out upon the floor, he looked first at the huge bulletin of closed classes and received the setback he had anticipated: French 1 at 1:50 was KC0mfi12ued on Page 671 I Chairmen often throw wrenches into the machinery. Within the cage the battle is practically won. Ph otor by Ya

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The Kappa's were formal, the Theta's were not. Photos by Yarnell our tonsils. The lookout announced the arrival of the next batch of poohed pigeons. They Huttered in, cooed over pink punch and eyes and found us about to lose our tools to the tune of Fools Rush In. 4 The publicity chairman coralled the speak-easies and arm twisters for the charge on all the femmes fatales with the cutest brothers, the biggest cars, and yoo-hoo eyes. Here the plug uglies were pitched con- cerning the choice location on the bus line, the five minute limit on the glider Cthe most popular seat of emotionj, and the bathtubs with the musical rings. Further elaboration consisted of the following well known facts. The handy airport on the north, the grand central station for fraternities, the necessity of pulling blinds on only the south side, and if the back hall doesn't work try the cleaning closet. V P.S. C plug specialb A buzz guaranteed with every phone call. At this point the rushee had either seen the light or been disconnected, so she was ushered out the front door or thrown out the back. Again there was a chatting session where all cat tails were measured and milk was distributed. Minnie Clapsaddle didn't quite make the grade due to the following construc- tive criticism: She had calves only a cow could love, she had crossediteeth and buck eyes, if she was any louder you could dance to her, and she had been on more laps than a napkin. All that could really be said for her was that her ep fits were cute, otherwise she made a poor showing looking like a double feature with a short subject. Really poor. In a different light was put Lilting Lana. She passed by a unanimous vote because she possessed the following small but firm qualities demanded of each chosen girl. Her clothes would fit at least six girls in the house, she was lousy with dickies and earrings, her hair was long enough to cut short, her grandmother was a charter member of the Carrie A. Nation's out- fit, the Psych majors could practice on her, and she had a line you could hang your clothes on. Meeting was then adjourned. ' As a result of this blitzkreig there was no fleecing of prize rushees. The rush captain collapsed and the treasurer poured out the red ink. As for those sur- viving, jeans were put on, sleep was no longer put off, you began to recognize your roommate, give the male sex a tawang, and have a final fling before the portals of learning were thrown open. Thus ended the rushed weak. A Any similarity in this oracle to individuals or ag- gregates of feminine gender, deceased or live and kickinl' is purely coincidental, with malice toward none, and a blacked-out memory. - Photo by Yarnell The Chi O's played cards-always fun-ho hum!