Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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Cold hands and feet but warm hearts and heads go with the early morning carolling of the college by the sophomores. Few have gone to bed anyway, so it is no chore to pull polo coats over ski pants and go into the winter snow. Of course, suitcases are not packed nor are all assignments done, but sophomore car- olling is too good fun and too good a tradition to miss. Finally, all are homeward bound im- bued with the Xmas spirit and memories of the chapel service, pageant and song. The group soon reassembles for the new se- mester. What a wonderful thing is a group, said Pooh, or might have, had he known of such. But my, the troubles that arise over room-draw- ing. There scems to be just a solitary number one in Miss Burton's bag. Carolling by candlelight knee-dy situation But two hundred and cight! Page thirty-one

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Picnic portrait Des mesdemoiselles Cottons on the quad Page thirty Although sophomore year witnessed the fur- ther transition from peace to war, nothing could seriously dampen our spirits. Friendships grew as we worked and played in twos, in threes, in groups, and as a class. We collected prom sou- venirs, and banners, lined our mirrors with pictures, and rejoiced as our blue jeans achieved a really weathered look. Remember what fun Sunday night suppers were? Inner Sancrum? or records provided a background for a feast of goodies from home. Mascot Hunt was a high point when the whole Quad rocked with activity. Assuming a temporarily increased re- spect for the juniors, we madly hunted for clues, almost demolished Fanning, and .t long last found out all the secrets at the banquet.

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