Johns Hopkins University - Hullabaloo Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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1 ifffgf -sam iwi.y,yjyo.li'l,,?ilil! iH'xx HMmmll5 ' si A ' ,Eg H mu E Nor would the formal reports of faculty committees aid Bronk in appraising the Joes of Homewood. Hopkins students, if you went by the exam periods, were serious students- but precious few made Phi Beta, and even then were only eligible during the last half of their senior years. Could you say they de-empha- sized sports, didn't go much for the big-time? You might, but you'd have to remember that they won the Mason-Dixon football cham- pionship in 1948, that they had been national intercollegiate lacrosse champions for so long most people had forgotten that the Indians had started the game. No school spirit, you say? O.K., but few Baltimoreans and fewer students at the University of Maryland will soon forget the night Hopkins got, defended, and kept the Terrapin. 5 - sw, ' gs hey were always adding another contradiction to the collection. For one thing, they never seemed to notice their campus. The engineers surveyed it, fall, winter and springg the arts students strolled on the terrace be- tween classesg and the business students coldly and calmly calculated its rising Worth in dol- lars and cents. But no one stopped to bask in the serenity of its Georgian or the symmetry of its ground-plan, they paid no heed to the flush on its face when the leaves turned in the fall. Never paid it heed-and yet the howl that went up when plans were announced for the erection of Shriver Hall at the head of the Bowl might have been heard in Penn- sylvania. Politics? The News-Letter guessed wrong on the '48 election Cwho didn't?j, but everyone turned out to hear Henry Wallace. W'omen? Maybe they didn't import the talent, maybe they were convenient for

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To begin with-and one would have to end it there too-they defied classiheation. There were few Brooks Brothers suits Calas, New Havenb, precious few crew-Cuts Cthe Prince- ton tiger gives a clull roarj, and Hopkins men disappoint all Harvard lovers by not carrying their books in green bags. There just clicln't seem to be a Hopkins look. l 171' J

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Goucherg but Esther Williams made a visit one night that still has them gasping. Liquor? Not a professional drinkers' school, perhaps, but the terrace after the annual moonlit hop was always Worth an appraising examination. In the end, try as they might, publication editors and View-book promoters coulcln't name the play. Hopkins was the place where admissions ofhce salesmen in gray tweeds Caided and abetted by public-relations hucks- ters who looked on Hopkins as something only a little short of four years on the Rivieraj 191