Bethany College - Bethanian Yearbook (Bethany, WV)

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Sorority The Feminine The Freshmen descends. Amid the sound of the clatter of trunks, keys, and the fog that en- velops her, the green outline that infringes the fledgling is bearly visible. Time goes tramping along and a week later even the healthy, rosy complexion has vanished like a glamour girl who has just washed her face, and pale bewilderment takes its place. Why? Because a coup d ' etat of amazing swiftness and confusion has descend- ed to perplex and behaggle — Rush Week. Girls, everywhere girls. Bright and gay and zealous with an ardour that creates everything and more than is intended. Teasing smiles and winning invitations which please and flatter and spread sunshine with a butter knife. To show just what eight muscles assuming the right posi- tion can do, by the end of the week each Fresh- man had decided that each sorority had the best girls on the campus, the most popular, and the most intellectual. That opinion in itself is fatal, for one must narrow down to a margin before the margin narrows down to you, a wreck of your former self. To show how this interesting process works, let ' s follow a Freshman in her flight. The day creeps unsuspectingly up and before a new class can be more than mentioned it is 10:00 A. M. and mail time. In her own little box she discovers an invitation. The Phi Mu ' s are having seafood at Bethany. Whatever got into Upper left — Jane Williamson pla s maid-of- honor at the Alpha Xi wedding. Left — The Alpha Xi ' s converse with rushees at their house. Lower left — Table chat at the Phi Mn dinner. Lcwer right — Rushees enjoy seafood with tin- Phi Mns. t Page Eight

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after. If tonight was any indication I guess I ' ll save my money here since I saw the picture some- time last year. I think they ' re having Birth of .1 Nation next week. My roommate and I just finished talking about this Freshman week business, and can ' t decide whether we like it or not. We ' ve agreed that we ' ll remember it, and maybe it ' s a good thing. We had a lot of fun in a lot of ways: just fooling around the dorm, meeting all the people, talking, loafing, and even taking tests. It gave us some good laughs, and a chance to know our way around a little better than if we ' d hopped right in and started classes. Of course there were some things we didn ' t like, but they ' re soon for- gotten. Regardless of all that, we ' ve decided that we like Bethanv. The faculty enters, Chapel for Formal Convo- cation. sons. I am sure this is the beginning of a long and strong friendship. Friday, September 1 8 — Awoke with a start this morning, and decided it was about six, but my watch agreed with the alarm so I dressed still a bit puzzled as to the whereabouts of the sun. My fears was assuaged by some kind soul who told me that this sort of thing would go on every morning in the fall but the sun was always out by noon, if it didn ' t rain. The first class wasn ' t bad at all. We sat around and joked in a nervous stupid sort of way until the prof entered. There was a languid air about him not to mention several books under one arm and a pack of cards in the other hand. He mis- pronounced the names in the class and checked those who were there and weren ' t supposed to be in a very businesslike manner. An imposing list of books for us to buy was read off and I could see the paternal blood pressure rise as he tore open the envelope of the letter which contained an itemized account of mv first two days in college. We were assured that these were books we would treasure for the rest of our lives and that some- day we would sit in our respective libraries and browse over them getting their true value, which time alone can make us appreciate. All of this in no way lowered the price asked bv the man in the cellar with the coke cooler. Ah well . . Movie tonight and every Friday night here- Desscrt Party — Prof Booth entertains coun- sel ccs at his home. Freshman Hike — Beginning the trek to Point Breeze. P»ge Seven

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Rush Week Stampede % Manor b rookt the Buffalo? Already the old imagination has caught on and visions of fish go swimming by. Then a mad dash upstairs and into a suitcase, shedding a few moths in the hurry, but revealing a formal ready and waiting for a few salt breezes. The lapse of time until evening is taken care of by some nondescript classes which she has al- ready been informed by upperclassmen are cinch- es and so are shelved. Finally, party time comes sneaking around and a bevy of beauties troop slowly down the hill to the Masonic Hall. Everything is in ship-shape order with oyster soup and creamed tuna fish. Meantime she has found a seashell bracelet by her plate and has uttered appreciative oh ' s and ah ' s. When all is scaled to the last shell, dancing begins and continues until the party moves to the Phi Mu house. She found out later that the part that impressed her most at all these parties was that time when everyone sat down by candlelight to sing and talk. In this instance a gold locket is placed about her neck and a book of Phi Mu songs given her. She leaves with stars in her eyes, fish in her stomach and a thrill that her first party at Beth- any had been so nice. Continued on Vuge Eighteen Upper right — After-dinner dancing at the T,eta Tan Alpha party. Right — Virginia Joseph, Phyllis Ann Miles and Jean Lois Matheny buying cones during Rush Week. Lower right — Lee Ficss leads a song jest with the Kappa Delta ' s white piano. Lower left — Rushees enjoy an appetizer at the Kappa Delta party. Pige Ni