University of Maine - Prism Yearbook (Orono, ME)

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(:i.t..M.i J.... ,,i. M.( ,-k Sunday meant church. Oh. I know! The bed did seem more comfortable than a church pew on many morn- ings, but, gee . . . isn ' t Sunday supposed to be a day of rest? O.K. Ill stop kidding. Let ' s see. Back to our scrapbook. The general stu- dent elections were held November 1 0. and a new slate of officers ttxik over. Just about this time. Freshman girls began to wonder about sorority. Which is the best? you ' d hear them say. Do I want to be a D Z. an ' AOPi. ' a Tri-Delt. ... I guess they ' re all happy with their own choices, though. Here ' s a clipping of Paul Firlottc. Say. did you sec him at that meet? He surely can make those legs of his go. He reminds me of one of those Greek messen- gers that wc read about in .Ancient Greek history. Our spirited Maine ftxnball team rolled over Bowdoin to bring home the Maine State Series crown. tix)I Here ' s the program from the Aggie Fair which was held on the week end of November 20. That was a gay week end. wasn ' t it. ' The inside of the tieldhouse was lined with btniths. There were all kinds of con- tests. Remember the milking contest? I guess some cows just don ' t like the idea of farmerettes. Some of the cakes in the cake-baking contest sure looked delicious. That night the Calico Ball was held, and a cute freshman. Jeanie Chapman, reigned as Calico Ouccn. About that time the ride pools began to appear. Why? Well. Thanksgiving was approaching and that meant Mom ' s ccx king for three or four days. What a difference! Real plates — hot toast— apple pie a la mode — and a dentist appointment. Why does Mom always have to pick on vacations to drag you to a den- tist ' s office? The Thanksgiving turkey was delicious. and I ate enough to last me for a week. It was an awfully short week end. though. It seems like I just got home when it was time to go back. I almost didn ' t, to tell the truth, but the thought of a two-week ' s vaca- tion coming up in three weeks consoled me somewhat, so I headed back. Those three weeks between Thanksgiving and Christ- mas were mighty busy. The Good Will Drive was on. There were fraternity house parties, and the Masque was busy rehearsing Mr. Roberts. There were all kinds of parties. Estabrookc Hall women held their annual Christmas party and it proved to be a very successful affair. The women invited their dates down for supper in their gaily decorated dining hall and later entertained them at a dance. The fraternities and sororities also caught the Christmas spirit and gave parties for the more unfortunate children from the Orono and Old Town vicinity. The Tri-Delts even adopted a little German war orphan. The Union Building held its sec- ond annual Christmas party and it pro ed to be one of the m ost gala ix-casions of the season. I wonder what this program is from. Hmmmnmi . . . oh. yes. Christmas Vespers. I guess that ' s something we all lixiked forward to. The solemn imprcssiveness of the choir as it slowly wends its way to the pine-banked plat- form to sing the songs of praise and worship of Jesus Christ . . and then they ' re gone, as Silent Siyht echoes through the hushed halls. . . . It was a joyous Christmas, a swell vacation ... it gave you plenty of lime to practice up with the skis or to sleep all morning. It was just plain li ing! Still. I was kind of glad when Sunday rolled around again. I was beginning to wonder who got pinned, engaged, or married . . . and I was a little anxious to see that cer-

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