Mount Holyoke College - Llamarada Yearbook (South Hadley, MA)

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• Ants 7:59 A.M.- and all the windows in the dorms arc open. This morning everyone is out of bed, sitting in the dining-room or smoker. Bur there is none of the usual morning chatter of “blue books” today, or will I get a letter?” Silence has settled over the campus. 8:(X) A.M. and Mary Lyon begins to ring, breaking into the stillness; one, two, a nervous giggle and an impatient shout of Quiet!” Three, four, five we edge closer to the windows. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten - and no more silence. Screams and cheers announce Mountain Day. And so with blue jeans and picnic lunches, we take our bicycles and head for the Connecticut River or Mount Tom or Amherst to en joy this day free from classes. There are ten hours of pedaling up and down hills, scaling mountain heights and stopping at the cabin for cider and doughnuts. And when at six o’clock we return, tired, windblown and sore to South Hadley, we still agree that Mountain Day should come more often. MOUNTAIN DAY Ami the r at out-of-doon 13 Ami salad

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Br mint— Katy Mi j lone No sooner is everyone settled and classes under way than the campus is taken over by Llamie fever. There is much discussion about whom you are going to ask and from where, and then a great deal of frantic correspond- ence. When you finally get a Yes, I’d love to come,” there is hurried preparation and big plans. The room you find may be half-way to Holyoke, but the walk will do him good. Maybe there will be a hay ride if it doesn’t rain, and of course there’ll be a picnic on Sunday. Friday afternoon the weekend begins and you breathe a sigh of relief when your date appears bag in hand. The campus turns co-ed for three days and there is a deep undertone to soprano giggles. The dance Saturday night is a glad affair, the first of two all-college formals, and the floor is crowded. Sunday afternoon comes all too soon, and as you say good-by to your date you’re sure it was the best Llamie ever. It didn't rain, your dress fir after you had starved yourself all week, and you have an invitation to a big football weekend.