Yale University - Sheffield Scientific School Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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40 CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY-FIVE S. AND E. the philosophy that it was a long lane that had no ash cans. Rowing started. Oracle A. I. Smith began his eleven o'clock diurnal dissertations on events current and uncurrent. On the 28th the colorful corps of Army boys arrived, made for didj a colorful parade, showed their colorful uniforms, and gave us a colorful drubbing, 20-0. We still fail to understand why the brass button mesmerizes the female eye. We got over that uniform wor- ship idea when we first saw our home town Chief of Police in civilian clothes. But we couldnlt object to that 20-o. There were no brass buttons to that. York, St. Anthony, and Sachem gave parties that night which momentarily ob- literated the depression. With plenty of local Ere-water aboard, the 561,001 day,-, Dartmouth redskins Hre-danced into town, ex- plaining in the sign language what the big green team was contemplating in the way of mayhem. They, how- ever, returned home with their feathers dragging and their scalping knives in hock to pay off the interest on the Yale jinx. The Blues battled strongly and well to win a 14-13 decision. New Haven was beginning to wonder what to do with this surplus of New Hamp- shire wampum which accrued every year. But we soon found out. We shipped it down to Georgia one week later in exchange for the Hnest football exhibition of the year. But we are a little ahead of the story. Colony gave an excellent party on the eve of the Dartmouth game, a party completely appointed, even to the spittoons. As hinted above, the Georgia team shagged into town on No- vember II to take Yale over the fence, 7-0. The game was close, hard, and fast, Yale looked better in defeat than they had yet looked in victory-if it is possible for a Yale team to look well in defeat. That made three straight for EU?cz'ency?

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IUNIOR YEAR 39 ardors Qpoetic licensej on the cement seats of the Yale Bowl and watched Yale lose a moral victory to Maine by winning 14-7. lnauspicious we B B called it, but not lam- entable. It has not yet been established whether or not Rudy Vallee was present to hear the Stein Song properly played, but he certainly could have assisted the cheer leaders in their oiiicial l crooning. Again we ask, and always more T feebly, why do the Democrats only receive federal relief, and why must all cheer lead- ers be Y men? We feel that cheer-leading is a business and no mere avocation. The bandleader is not chosen because he can traverse the hundred in ten flat in full re- galia. On October I4 we again attempted to warm those cold cement seats with our own flickering animal heat and gave up to the superior equations of heat mechanics. The team, however, was warm enough to sub- The Grand Duke. due a supposedly strong Washington and Lee aggregation by a fourteen-to-goose-egg score, to the ultimate disgust of those Southern gen- tlemen. The grand stand quar- terbacks pricked up their ears and were seen to smile openly y when relative team strengths were compared. Then the Brown Bear tumbled into town and all over the Bulldog. When the marching was over, the Bear returned to Providence licking his chops over a I4-6 victory. Vituperation, excuses, Mort Riley. apologies, and its settled into Our idea.

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IUNIOR YEAR 41 Georgia, and the tickets for this game cost more than a dollar. Next year those Yale- in-Georgian Crackers have a chance at a record-beating Yale four straight. In Southern terminology they were traveling Hhigh, wide, and handsomef' Bad cess to you next year, 'ilojaf' The Cloister gave a fine dance that evening from which ema- nated erroneous reports that one of the in- mates showed uunusual self-control when his girl insisted upon opening ginger-ale Y i bottles with her teeth. He didn't. He ,4n,5ig!jmgx, shook his head sadly and retired to bed, leaving her to her own bottle-cap-ivorous whims. By this time accounting was strangling the A.E.S. students, ther- modynamics throttled the engineers, and the chemists were beset by a veritable octopus of cling- ing, tentacular subjects. We buried ourselves in our books until the world rolled around to the Harvard game, which it eventually did. Those whose pockets jingled entrained for the land of the Puritans, Cabot- steins, and Lodges, while a few of us penurious people re- Thy midnjghfpyrgwl, mained at home and blessed the radio. We blessed the radio, that is, until the Cantabs crossed the goal line for the third time to take the Yales over, I9-6. When the weary Yales trickled back to New Haven, we envied them not at all for their mid-season trip. And the newspaper hawks asserted that two Yale players had been seen ac- tually smiling while on the Held of action. One student felt so poorly after the game that he decided to have his tonsils removed immedi- atelyg but the ambulance driver whom he summoned could not see eye to gyg, No m:zn'.f land. iiili 1 - 1 ,:,i . ,? ,,as. l.... 5 J! xt: .sl ita 5 ,. , , .