University of North Carolina Chapel Hill - Yackety Yack Yearbook (Chapel Hill, NC)

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And as in 5 LEish thought he Stood The Greekywock of muxid breaQ Dromred Eadpit from the stanthon wood Qrating songs of deaQ. Xi xoo! Xi xoo! And through and through The zetal blade went whambdakap! He left it dead, and with its head He upsilauntered back. H: 1.

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The lethargy of the fall semester did not dis- appear until the spring thaw. There was the pro- mise of championship material in the basketball. rugby, tennis and lacrosse teams. The Campus Chest Carnival was coming to town, with its mea- sure of the slapstick for the serious. Something grandly titled National Earth Day was a dish that both liberal and conservative could stomach. A New idea nudged its way into the scene when the Union sponsored the first Quiz Bowl, another tempting dish that might prove perennial. Stu- dent government elections were to supply an above-average punch. And with the announce- ment of the Jubilee schedule April shaped up to be one pearl of a month. Jubilee: BB. King, Joe Cooker, 42 Mad Dogs and Englishmen. Sweetwater. Grand Funk Rail- road. Hometown James Taylor. Pacific Gas and electric. And if you didnt like music you had your pick of sights. sounds, tastes, touch and smell. Six groups of national and world acclaim and one hoi'lerin' champion was a bargain, and not likely to be dampened by hell, high water or rain. The water did rise a little. The water siide had to be closed when a slider landed on top of a vat- quanaut and broke his arm. Only one of the four scheduled carnival rides put up shop, and it had to summon an ambulance when it injured one of the attendees. Several of the performers sound systems failed to project faithfully the sound of their masters' voices. These unfortunate incidents did little. however, to destroy the festive mood. For the 20,000 in the stands and on the field it was as Close to Wood- stock as they would ever come. You could Chase your girls hairdo with crazy foam, be attacked by the worlds largest basketball tthat kept revolv- ing between the stands and the field until it was called to the Big Hoop in the Skyi, or watch your class ring sail away on a balloon. The farthest thought from the collective mind as Grand Funk Closed the weekend, was the upcoming Class strike called for that Wednesday to protest the sending of US. troops into Cambodia Filing out of the stadium, and inebriated patron observed that ttthat just about wraps up this year.