University of Mississippi - Ole Miss Yearbook (Oxford, MS)

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From Peabody ' s lobby . . And so right after she gave his pin back—it was her, you she told. me that he . . Hee heel You young whippersnappers think you can put something over on us folks up here, but you can ' t.

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THE SOUND AND THE FURY The spirit flamed. Pat McRaney reigned as Homecoming Queen, then stepped back to watch Ole Miss annihilate hapless Tulane. Strangers walking over the campus that night saw strange and wonderful sights indeed. But there were few strangers. With half the schedule completed, students began anxi- ously glancing northward to Memphis. Their thoughts were focused on a patch of green in the city known as Crump Stadium, where the Rebs would face one of their toughest tests against the rugged Arkansas Razorbacks. Not to be left out, the school cafeteria put several pigs on display on the grounds, and ceremoniously roasted the luckless animals, Arkansas could be rough, you know. And then there ' s LSU the next weekend. Aaah, don ' t sweat it. And they didn ' t. Minutes after the Arkansas victory, some nameless student first uttered those thundering words, We ' re Number One! , and it grew and grew into a mighty, unified chant, and they took this chant and went to Baton Rouge with it, after the most emotion-ridden week of pep rallies in the school ' s history. And they brought it back with them, muted perhaps, but still powerful and heartfelt. It erupted more violently than ever the next weekend when news of LSU ' s defeat reached anxious, Rebel ears. Louder . . . louder . . . louder. Squeals filled the stadium as two beautiful young ladies walked gracefully onto the football field. No one knew who the coming Queen was to be. Then, as the roses were presented to Pat, the squeals from the KD ' s grew deafening. No one knows exactly why the pajama parade was started, but everyone figures that some smart coed wanted to see what her lover-boy looked like before she married him. Looks like one girl likes what she sees!

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Then it was Memphis again. A small eastern team named Syracuse had bedazzled the damyankee sportswriters, but an Ole Miss victory over Ten- nessee, the team that finished the job the Rebs had started on. LSU two weeks earlier, would put Ole Miss at the top of the pile in the eyes of every true Southerner. The students invaded the staid Hotel Peabody, and the pep rally rattled the beams in the ceiling. Gimme an ' 0 ' ! It was bitter cold at Crump Stadium, but the Rebs were a good thirty points hotter than. Tennessee. Long after dark, joyous Rebel yells echoed through deserted Memphis streets. The State game came, but it was only a formality. The season was over, but the Sugar Bowl lingered on. The flame of spirit, which had flickered dangerously at LSU, rose up and consumed the Tigers in New Orleans. It was the perfect ending to a perfect year. But life went on. Activity in the grill seemed a little sub- dued with finals approaching, and such tedious affairs as parking tickets were hard to take, but there they were. A rare snow blanketed the campus shortly after the Christmas holidays, and then exams brought activity to an abrupt halt. After exams, students returned to the campus with the realization that this year at Ole Miss was one they would always remember. Louder! Everyone flocked to the grill. Even some professors, but they kept their back to the camera. YES, THE MEMORY LINGERED ON This first snow brought out the childish element of the studentbody as that small group of kids threw snowballs at anything that moved. Later snows found fewer and fewer snowballs being thrown, but their absence is attributed to a tiring of the snow and not to a maturing process.