Reed College - Griffin Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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'Mouse 'M We lay no claim to greatness. Our modesty forbids. But the facts speak. House H has the campus laundrymah, a pair of faithful office boys, .a set .of disappearing flre-arms, a whistling fool, and, unique on Reeds great e1ghty-s1x, a man who has never looked at woman without keen sense of danger. Then there are three'dress-suits indigenous to the house, and another can be counted on when dad isnt using it. tAlthough dad is a little portlya And the boys have attended teas as never before. Its just wonderful. But seriously, the House H dance, preceding the Christmas holidays, continued the House tradition as to time, place and gala Spirit which marked the dance as the years triumph among informals. A house hike, mixed doubles, of course, and a jolly at-home were pleasant events on the House calendar. So 'much socially. Athletics made a general appeal, and although the pressure of major sports militated against the golf mania, H ranks suffered some of the symptoms ih the person of House Prex, jas. Hamilton, who was also famous as owner of curiously wrought roller skates. Over half the house participated in football and basketball, and H. led Fin all-star selections in both sports. The House was unique in the f possess10n er a bicycle with Ever-Flat Tires. 44

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Xe GRIFF'I Gil . X , Tl'fouse 6 When the moon has risen House G, come out and see the Moon! O'er the dorms quiet halls . Which oer the hills is brightly sailing; There she fmds a rival House G, come out and sing the tu ne Burning bright on the old G walls. Of comrades and friendships unfailing. Oh, Moon! you crescent symbol of the night! Ah, House G' When you're at rest Moonlight and shine thru all the night, Deep in the somber west, O'er hills and darkened walls of C; House G's symbol bright House G within dim memory Bums thru all the night. I see your Moon a-shine again. House G is a motley lot; it contains electricians, debaters, piano players, actors, biologists, professional slummers, economists, percussion artists, and distance runners. It burst into glory this year with a house symbol and a house song; its e. inmates are now known as Protectors 0f the Moon. It gave the pantomime silhouette HClementinell at the Moon house-warming jinks; and a few months ago staged its annual color dance as a sunset in a fir forest. The house possesses an unrivaled collection of electric apparatus, a library that e the rest of the dorm uses, a flourishing collection of posters, and a dry passageway to '7 the dining room.

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f Wt ll each new day; home Of the Biology Departments frog-egg hunting canoe, and 1! 1920 HE GRIFF'I ?l'fouse 71 Mystic lair of the Black Cat; and scene of many a midnight revel place where l all inhabitants are trained to arise noiselessly and promptly and salute the dawn of melting pot of the nationalities, a house where the Russian, Italian, German, French, Spanish, English and Profane languages are all talked equally well over the telephone; and lastly, home Of the world's dumbest scholar, HFeathersf whose sole and only linguistic accomplishment after weeks of patient and protracted teaching is Har-r-r-rkH Such are some of the indiviclualities of Reeds newest campus home. The inhabitants of the house themselves make the House unique; Ted Eliot, 1 ex-prexy, Dominic Salandra, Floyd XVOOdings, Clint Wilson, Forrest Foster, Harry McCoy, Phil Adams, Ed Piper, Hansen, and lastly, but most certainly not least, a HBecky Bechtold, college prof. unique, who can be prince of good fellows, as well as master of his classes, and drama producer extraordinaire, all combine to make the presence of House I usefully felt as the latest addition to the Reed Community.