Wake Forest University - Howler Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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wm ' LET ' S SEE. FILL OUT THE FIRST TEN SLIPS AND PROCEED TO STATION 2. THERE YOU STAND IN LINE FOR. Duhhh . . . what have I k mii.I .l. rM ? I sin I up tukf twelve 1juui . . luyl)e I euul.l .h.i|, ;, e.mrse. A he:i • ic.ii Tii.iii (■nmse.s ' I ,|i,|ii ' ( h:iiiI ii, Perplexity thy name i luKislratii I.Jil.l lllighl I.e l.a.l ly lie;, nil ■ ' Wliri, I liiHsh llirsr |,:,|,rl ul,;,l ,1,, I (1,

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Registration affects Here they are IllllclltSI • the situiition I lie onerous paper I M(;n awnv their h. h aki ' Forest students eonfes! .•,,ll,.s;.- InrtheleilKthof CI ' f REGISTRATION FORMS NEVER GET SHORTER At six the alarm shrilletl and the stren- uous day of registration dawned. A huge lireakfast was necessary tor the approach- ing ordeal. All signs pointed to the Registrar ' s office where a line of students stretched ad infi- nitum. Much poorer after a long wait and short visit to the Bursar, students staggered liver to the gxninasium with a ream of |iro edure directions as a constant com- panion. On entering the gymnasium students were overcome with a feeling of utter confusion. In every direction were little tables with formidable looking professors sitting behind them waiting to sign schol- ars for their hardest courses. Facultv advisers also lurked there, waiting to tell students of marvelous ' subjects they- should take. Armed with a messy ball point pen and stacks of cards — all colors — students signed their names on so many dotted lines that they acqui red an advanced case of writers ' cramp. After the weary ones had completed the rigmarole and were completely pooped, lhe had the privilege of standing in front of a camera for a charming I. D. picture. Who ever asked whv 1. D. pictures re- semble convicts? When all was finished and students could leave the gym. representatives from various and sundry clubs on campus swarmed them. After many hazy minutes of handing out a few more dollar bills and signing up with some obscure organization, the students were finally allowed to breathe fresh air once more. 1 he sun was setting, and the world was at peace again. A newly acquired peace of mind was shattered when some unfortu- nate person found a pesky ball point pen in his pocket. Back to the gymnasium again to return the pen! The first dav of school was no time to be breaking the honor system. Finally, yes. finally the stu- dent was completely through with regis- tration. Back at the dorms and rooming houses. tired and haggered .students set their alarm clocks for six and crawled into their beds to dream about all the newly assigned eight o ' clock classes.

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ANNUAL WINSTON PILGRIMAGE Winsldii-Salprn! l!e niilda! These are names tlial spell topia for Wake Forest students. Juniors and seniors are hardened to the fact that they will never attend the ' Hijnder mIi(.,,I. ' hul the soph knows he ' ll have a year there, while ihi ' frovh is assured he will spiMid at least two vears there. To kee]) the two names hefore the students and to famil- iarize them with the new campus, the administration has arned a secret — mass migration to Winston-.Salem once a year. 19.54 was no exception. One bright October the student body boarded a long line of Greyhound busses and journeyed toward Camel land. ADMIRING SPECTATORS VIEW THE BARE SKELETON OF A FUTURE WAKE FOREST COLLEGE BUILDING.