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

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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

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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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■? ' ? ♦« -««%■ Um—Zi Hend 9 ' i otte Let it be known that the Student Association of SDSC hereby empowers Blue Key .... with the authority to enforce the traditional shaving ban on all men students. And with these words, horror mounted in the hearts of all hearers and readers, as the 1954 shaving ban and initiation rules went into effect. In a sad, solemn ceremony the razor, symbol of a past civilization at State College, was laid dutifully, but dolefully, to rest by black-robed Blue Key mem- bers, during half-time of the State-Man- kato Teachers football game. With sad if A. tt «v r V f dignity and honor, the beloved relic of days when a moustache was exclusive, was borne to its final resting place. Mourning Stakota Club members fol- lowed the procession. And things got rough all over. Not only did the men get the word from Blue Key officials, but all fresh- men felt the sting of the initiation rules. Green beanies became the order of the day, and the order of the bookstore, as all freshmen were required to appear be- decked in these loathsome lids. Frosh women resembled the girls they used to be, without make-up, and their hair in pig-tails. Quite a trick, it might be added, to get pig-tails in a poodle hair cut that are obvious enough to satisfy the administrators of justice — the Blue Key. The Stakoto Club looks on in bleory-eyed agony while Steever ond Anderson put the finishing touches on the razor burial. Leon Pfotenhauer puffs his cigar with treocherous unconcern.