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

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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.

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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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ent h he cctball an4 Xehfthi X heJ ttf 1 1I Sports history, left, was written on the sunny fall day that this epic picture wos snapped. State co-eds, scorning mole mosculinify, donned football regalia and stomped out on the compus to show the pontywoists how it ' s done. Freshmen, right, got an early teste of standing in line ot freshman registration lost foil. Fortunately, they only had to woit for other freshmen, whereos the remoinder of the students had the whole school to contend with. what ' s the U going to say? Sad to say, however, the bo ' -girl ratio stayed about the same, nearly 4 to 1. Proving that the weaker sex is not en- tirely incapable of doing some of the things previously reserved for the heart- ier souls of their rumored stronger ad- versary, the gals donned helmets and pads, and proceeded to thrill spectators with a rowdy bit of feminine football. The object of the game was really to create pep for the State-Augustana game but when all was said and done, they really displayed some rare form, such as Coach Ginn never saw before. Taking their cue from heaven knows what, the lasses executed some spectacular plays, and some unsuspecting spectators. The girls ' dorms opened their doors to the curious public following a brigade of wastepaper baskets, dust pans, and the like as the co-eds perked up their rooms for the first open house of the season. The rooms were opened for in- spection, and even the most scrutinizing beholder had a very hard time trying to find any dust to write his initials in. The boys weren ' t far behind in show- ing their talents at housekeeping, as they hosted an open house at the newest and nicest building at State College, Harding Hall. The fellows really put on the dog for the gals and whoever else happened to wander over to view their happy haunts. Some of the deans and profes- sors are still scratching their heads over this way out signs found on various closet doors. 23