Colby College - Oracle Yearbook (Waterville, ME)

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While Valenti with harpsicorfl lured some . . . Spring warmed up into summer, hour exams lengthened into finals, and freshmen became sophomores, sophomores became juniors, juniors became seniors, and seniors be- came unemployed. The Fall term was slow in starting. lln fact, youlll find there are many who donat believe it has started yet.j For the newcomers, there was a week of standing in line, ideal for getting classmates acquainted. There were R.O.T.C. uni- forms, physicals, meal tickets, library tours, activity fairs. schedule plannings, and the arrival of a laughable group known as the upper-classmen. Classes were off with a sick- ening lurch, and our minds were rapidly loosed from the dulling influence of an intellectually lazy summer. Word leaked out early in the term that NBC LColumbia Broad- casting Systemj was filming the story of America's small colleges on the Colby campus. Immediately the mad rat- race for choice bit-parts in the film began, with the rats, on the whole, Winning. Today weare still wondering what they're planning to do with all that filmfmaybe they're going to show it some day. Dean Joseph Hudnut from Harvard fyou know-in New Havenj became a member of our faculty, teaching a history of architecture and lecturing on different aspects of his sub- ject, a good account of which may not be obtained from past there were those

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resldr nl s Evening: Fresh- nlen nleet Julius Scelye, D D D., L.H.D., LL.D., D.C.L. Spring, 1953. Sunshine and rain . . . students toasting in the sun on the library steps . . . little burping noises from the ground . . . freshman boys playing catch on the spongy lawns ol Averill . . . a short, stocky man whistling 'gAh, Sweet Mystery of Life as he pushes a dry-mop through airy Roberts Union . . . prospective members of the Colby family touring the campus with their parents . . . senior girls who find it so hot in the Spa they guess they'll have to take off their new engagement rings . . . classes out-of-doors . . . Sadie Hawkins Day . . . Johnson Day . . . the baseball season . . . all in all, rather dull. But a change of air came with the April Convocation, The Liberal Arts in llliberal Times, brought on by Cuy Cabrielson, Theodore Greene, Everett Case, Marjorie Nicholson, Norman Cousins, Detlev Bronk, all flocking to Colby to stir up the stagnant dormancy of the Colby mind. Speeches, panel discussions, bull-sessions, teas, and for four days education and honest self-evaluation became fashionable. The outcome of the convocation, after all the speeches and hassling was over, seems to have been a unanimous agreement that Colby is a liberal arts college and that these are illiberal times. And, as Jmnes Edward, the Wilflllillg Pan Baby, was peering under the bureau for his collar button . . .

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And through these portals pass issues of The Echo. The Glee Club ranks swelled to 108, and for the first time we could hear the tenors. Ecstatic Mr. Re at once launched into long-range plans for an extended glee club tour, plans which rapidly deteriorated into two performances at the East Vassal- boro Grange and a return trip to the Portland Salvation Army Hall on Congress Street. Our first football game was a loss to American International, 19 to 14. Ah, welll Hazing turned into a beautiful, sizzling fiasco. All three valiant raids by the hyperthyroid freshmen, and the sophomores let them get away with President Morrisey, and those lovely, buck-twenty- five beanies were put away after the second day. Three girls 'Gfaintedw before the burning eyes of the sophomore court and enjoyed a week