South Dakota State College - Jack Rabbit Yearbook (Brookings, SD)

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welcomed, entertained, welcomed, taken on campus tours, welcomed, and I think they even attended a reception or two. Amontj the first things these promising young people learned were the rousing strains of the school song. Early bird members of the State College band turned up to (pardon the expression) welcome the newcomers and teach them Oh, S.D.S.C. which would be their theme song for the next four years. By the time the frosh had thoroughly taken possession, the upper classes came trekking back to claim their rightful places on the campus. They applied themselves avidly to their studies, and resolutions were made in which their honorable intentions were stated and kept — for about two hours. Then things got back to the normal organized chaos and confusion. State college was again State College, complete with . . ah . . . cowbells. Leading off with social activities was the registration dance. Attendance shaped up as usual, ah, men. ' Nuff said. Following close on the heels of regis- tration was the first Union mixer. LeRoy Slupe. a freshman, won the door prize, a blanket with a picture of the Union on it. Game room, bingo, lunching, and danc- ing were all for free. Mel Day provided the exclusive one man floor show with vocal solos. The first Union mixer, top, held the first week of school, brought the freshmen ond upperclassmen together for the first time. Note meditotive poses on right, grasping hands ot left. Another feature of the Union mixer, center, was the juke box dance in the ballroom. Though locking the tense moments of bingo, it offered other compensations. Corpenter, bottom, looks wistful during the Aethodist hoyride last foil. Considering his pre- carious perch on the hoyrock, he should look wistful.

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it Veuf Schpl Ifeaf And now the fun begins. After weeks, days, or hours of blissful expectation and uncertain anticipation, the freshmen arrive, bringing with them their hopes, fears and used textbooks that aren ' t being used any more. What they ' ll meet they know not, but whatever it is, during those first few hours, they feel sure they can hurdle any obstacle that happens to come their way, unless of course it hap- pens to be an upperclassman. The big whirl all began for the frus- trated frosh at an assembly held Septem- ber 8. From that time on, they were pulled into a whirlpool of events designed to get them thoroughly oriented in the ways and wiles of college life, or else to Topped with the troditionol green beanies and com- fortably settled in the library, these freshman girls settle down for a long quarter of study. Well, they started right, anyhow. 20 get them completely confused by same. Most of the students to this day have not figured out just what did go on during those first few days at State, but at any rate, it was generally agreed that it was enjoyable. The old theory of perpetual im- mobility was demonstrated by the lines that hapless guys and gals got them- selves involved in while waiting for one thing or another. They stood in line for food, fun, and fantasy, to take tests, register, and shake hands. During the week, the freshmen were welcomed, counseled, welcomed, tested,

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CcttcHtail Capets It wasn ' t long after their arrival that the freshmen proved that they not only had beauty, brains, ambition, and incen- tive. Those kids had talent, too. It shone in fine style at Cottontail Capers, the newcomers ' chance to show the rest of Mary Freeburn twirls her woy to first ploce in Cotton- toil Copers, annual freshmon talent show. Mary ' s in- terpretotive donee number was favored by the judges, .vhile oudience applause heralded singer Mel Day. the students that they can sing, dance, act, play an instrument, or just plain talk. Don Bartelt kept the audience in var- ious states of hilarity with his antics in the capacity of master of ceremonies. It is doubtful who was the master of whom, but after a few well chosen remarks, he was censored at a very apt time by his partner in crime, George Larson, who kept things from getting out of hand. Mary Freeburn was first choice of the judges with her interpretative dance. Mel Day won the hearts and applause of the crowd, and walked off with the top applause meter reading, to win the other first prize. He presented a couple of vocal solos that met with high approval on the part of all attenders. Douglas Fritzel rated second place on the applause meter reading with his Clarinet Polka solo. Roger Schmuck won third with his accordion solo, Lady of Spain. Meanwhile, records were popping all over the place. The registrar — pardon me, Dean of Admissions and Records — announced that the number of freshmen climbed to an all time high of 925. And as if that were not the worst of it, our Ag college took an unexpected turn. The ags no longer hold top place as largest division. The engineers came to the front to outnumber them 541 to 440. Now apers Judges Stine, Theman, Poletes and Voy ponder their notes, applause meter, etc., ond find time to tell funny stories too during the onnuol freshman presen- tation.