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A CAMERA ' S EYE VIEW AS THE YEAR BEGINS “School days! School days! Dear old Golden Rule days!” I VHE school clays were right enough, but the Arkansas eds and co-ed friends who follow after the Greeks must have either forgotten the second line of the song or in their mad dash after the choice members of the group of first year students they mis¬ takenly read from the text, “Do unto others, before you get done.” At any rate that is the impression your correspondent received as he listened to the Pi Phi’s glibly chatter, “Na¬ tional Standing,” to all of the newcomers, and shuddered while the Sigma Chi ' s made the startling statement that the real name of the book isn’t “Nice Girls Don’t Swear,” but “Nice Girls Don’t Date Sigma Nu’s.” Of course, at the same time the Chi Omegas were proudly pointing to their Greek Amphi¬ theatre which is really a swell place to skate and—well, skate. The Kappa Sigs got around to cleaning their hotel so it would look invit¬ ing to the new lads and they’d believe that it really was a privilege to be allowed to help pay for it. (If you don’t believe the cleaning- part, see above shot.) They say that all is fair in love, war, and rushing. After the smoke of battle had float¬ ed away on the winds of hot air stirred up by the Greeks, it was easy to be seen that the White Cross brethren had ensnared John Jernigan and Andy Ponder. The Sig Alphs had managed to fill the “barn” again. The Pi Phis were clutching Ann Du Bard and Nan Robinson to their breasts and all the while setting it]) a mournful dirge for the seven Fayetteville rushees, who, though they had been earmarked as future archery ad- Page9
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diets, had suddenly decided they would rath¬ er pitch “horse shoes.” And the Tri Deltas? Ah, here at last we find perfect peace in the charming scene of Mama Hunt with Ruth Clay sitting on one knee and lone Otte perched on the other. On Saturday night the first student stomp of the semester took place. They say that a good time was had by all—I couldn’t say. After a year of such riots I should be able to take it, but I bruise so easily! At any rate, Mitch shone in perfect rhythms, in the middle of a flurry of Miss Whatsit, Mr. Whosit, and Hello-how-are-you-fine. (Why doesn’t someone develop a new line for the dances?) Sunday afternoon found the sororities ar¬ rayed in their best (and some of them cer¬ tainly approached the proverbial lilies of the field that had old Solomon beat), awaiting the arrival of the male population of the hill. That is Anne Brown Taylor greeting Hugh Humphries so enthusiastically. Nothing se¬ rious, though, just a couple of same home- towners. Arthur (H. R.) Wells, living up to his name of “Sweetheart,” is prominent in the crowd at the Pi Phi House, as well as the one at the Chio domicile, but how was he to know that he’d soon be deserting Julia Gunn Duff for that Clay woman from Joplin? These Sunday open house affairs are supposed to be for the benefit of the new lads and lassies, but Hardin seems to be the one dragging them in at the arrow lodge. At least, she was doing quite well, and the new¬ comer, Beverly Hopper, was forced into the background when our roving photographer passed that way. “Ditty” Curl, destined to become the light of Bill Lee’s life, was also among the merry¬ makers that bright and sunny afternoon. Her smile is slightly offset by the strained expres¬ sion on Mary Belle Derrick’s face (see illus¬ tration above). We wonder where Jimmie McDaniels could have been? Bill Ward among the admiring throng, surrounding the great Nellie B. and Nan Robinson. But, alas, school is no place for revelry— at least not more than nine-tenths of the time —and ’morrow dawned full of foreboding clouds indicating hours of intelligence tests and freshmen convocations, the first inklings that the new students had of the disillusion¬ ment that lay in wait for them .... college after all is something more than sitting on a grand piano playing a ukulele. Soon they must get their first taste of sitting in a class where they were supposed to behave as col¬ lege men and women, and display a knowl¬ edge of all subjects that would have put Solo¬ mon and his cohorts to shame. But before being permitted this delightful recreation, they must taste of the bitter fruit of having the registrar take from their startled clutches the family fortune which had been brought out of its hiding place and entrusted to their care. Never have we seen a place where people pushed and shoved and stood in line for hours, all for the privilege of tossing away a Page 10
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