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2.... The Gold Bug Oct.19, 1954 Letters ... Who', Who On TheHill Alias John Alden Autumn Walk to the Editor Southern Belle I watched the sun peep over by George A. Gipe The frosty horizon of fodder shocks, Dear Sir: "Ania. Ania," Harry said, rising to his elbow. Watched it cUmb tho pale morning sky. This time of year is always a tough one. Rings Charmingly "I must have a date with Ania." Then he fell I saw the trees lift their sloeW heads Pledge Week is undisputedly uncomfort- back prostrate, his voice disintegrating into a And wave their militi-colored arms able for the legion of prospective fratern- by Nancy Willis wistful moan. "She is a golden goddess." In the cool breeze. ity members. But it's tougher, I think, Too bad Frosh-that slim, darkhaired "Agreed," I said. "She is a true Venus." Even"the soft white elowis il1 the distance for the guys who are already members. little number running between Levine "More than Venus," Harry rejoined fcebly. Seemed to nod, "Good morning." Now is traditionally a time of short and Alumni Hall is all dated up-per- "Ania has arms, arms to link together around I turned to the woodlatld, tempers, whispered rumors, false ac- manently. Contrary to her appearance, my neck, arms the sweet, creamy, tender color And as I fol/owed its leafy path, cusations, and general surliness on the she isn't a coed, but an "old married of pancake batter." I saw a lonely squ_irrel SC1trry off part of all fraternity members at WMC. woman" of some two months and our "Without the bubbles," I said, smiling. 1'0 find Ms playmates. But I can't remember a time when assistant professor of music. She is the "Yes," Harry said. "The bubbles are some- On I walked until I found tempers were SO short, nor accusations power behind the' Girls' GJee Club and place else ... Ah, this Ania is a pathway to The dusty country road, SO false, nor surliness SO general as one who appreciates music more than any beauty-a veritable highway of loveliness with they seem to be this fall. of us. gentle curves, lofty heights and soft shoulders." Winding down the hill before tnt!' This is definitely a time to keep a cool Many of the upper classmen have Finally I spoke: "Why not ask Ania to the Like a golden ribbon of sunlight. head. And this fall, some fraternity mem- known her as Miss Evelyn Smith, but as Homecoming Dance? That would be perfect." A ha.wk cil'cled lazily overhead bers, unfortunately, are not doing so. of last August she became Mrs. Neal Maddened desire and duty wrestled in Harry's In seaJ'eh of his breakfaet ; I have always been amazed at the usual Hering. Actually, WMC had a part in eyes. Duty triumphed. "I was a fool," he blured. A flock of el'OW8 cawed SU8picio1Ully general friendliness and co-operation the marriage-the mother of a student "Are you acquainted with a young lass named As they avoided the n!,gged scarecrow which exists for eight months of the nine- introduced the couple at a concert in Bertha Conkling ~" Beyond the woods. month year between the Hill's four frats. Baltimore. They picked up the strain I winced. J crossed the bridge, Times are always tense for a while in the "I see you are," Harry said. "\Vell, for weeks Where fallen /e(1)es fall; but this year, it seems, they have Miss Conkling kept preying upon me until 1 Floated like any 8hip8 been more tense than ever. finally agreed to take her sister to the Horne. Upon the splashing water of the brook. Some fraternities have accused some coming Dance." Leaving the lane, _ others of "dirty hustling." There have "That complicates matters indeed," I mused. I wandered Oller the fre8hly-sown.!iclds, been counter-accusations, flaring tern- "Say, who is Bertha going with?" Where tiny wheat 8hoot/J pers, and general unhappiness. "I dunno. Some vampire bat, I suppose .. Thnt$t their emerald heads upward. This business of "dirty hustling" is a hard-up vampire bat." Golden t'od bnt8hecl my leg8, wrong, and I'll be the first to say so. It is Firing Big Bertha As I 10alked on, unfair to all concerned-members and We sat and thought. We downed several Alid ae I sat upon a fallen log pledges alike. However, to smear other aspirins and thought some more. "Nuts," I Near a 1'010 of fodder shocks «nd 1mmpkin clubs, and indulge in the pettiness which said. "Why don't you just tell Bertha you for- vines, has been shown by all the clubs this year, got?" I lifted my face toward the sky, is degrading, not only to those engaged in "That would be unfair," Harry suggested. it, but to the frats as well. "It was unfair-perhaps even dastardly-of Alld my heaJ·t 8ang the pmieee of the Creator; To lower your frat by this childishness, Bertha to prey upon you in a moment of weak- is hurting yourself. To create ill will in a ness." And [ knew college community as small as this, where ·"It would also be nasty," Harry said. That. Autumn had come. the need for inter-frat unity is doubly "Wasn't it nasty of Bertha to saddle you -Pat Patterson great, is hurting all fraternities. with an ugly sister?" Take a longer, more adult view: our "Will you fix me UI) with Ania?" Harry asked IMaybe I'll go with your friend, if you'll tell me fraternities are strong, and competition .iUr8.He?·ing Quickly. who he is." is good. Let's not lose a good thing "It will be a pleasure.". I started to say Harry's name. Believe me, I through the misguided efforts of a few right there, put it on an eternal LP, and We clasped hands, sang two chourses of the tried with every bit of will power in me to say persons who have not as yet grown up. brought it home. school song, and parted. just two words-"Harry Appleton" But I could I do not advocate any lowering of spirit Mrs. Hering has spent most of her Ania was just coming out of class when I not. Not with Ania standing breathing before for your club, but I believe there is room life in the South. She was born in Savan- raced up to the main building. Her skirt dug to me. In that skirt. I tried. Honest, I tried. for a bit of spirit for the UNITY of all nah, Ga., and went to Wesleyan College her like orange peeling to an orange. Maybe "Me," I said finally. "Me." the clubs. Unity has always been our in Macon. She taught two years at Wes~ She laughed, a heavenly tinkle. "I think that's strongest point. Ieyan, and then went north for graduate Concentrated Cit.rus the cleverest invitation I've ever gotten. Yes, I say we should keep it cool and think study to the Eastman School of Music in "Hi," I said. I think I~ like to go with you, very much." bigger-anything less, and we will all Rochester, N.Y. While at Eastman her "Hello," she answered. So far we had an A-l "Geez," I said. lose by it. roommate helped her lose most of her conversation going. Perhaps the skirt prevented "Wall, I've got to run," she smiled. "See you Barry Winkelman, '55. southern .acce_nt,but every now and then her from talking much. tomorrow." fu;~~~ ~~~k~~~f~;?~fl:roves she hasn't, as~~~ you mind if I get right to the point?" I Irony In the First Plural to call myself the names of all In Case Of Fire ... When she was asked about her hobbies "No, not at all." the famous turncoats in history, when suddenly 1 had started More than once, while sitting in Alumni or interests beside music, her face just "Well, Ania," 1 began." J know a young 1 spied Bertha Conkling. Hall, we've wondered, "What would hap- lighted up as she said her husband and gentleman, a very dear friend, let us say, whose She was with a beautiful girl-a real hunk of pen if there was a fire in here?" her house were all she needed to keep her heart groans, whose eyes are sick with vigil, sculpture! Ever thought of that? Next time you busy. So, when not with her classes and for whom no day passes without his ris'ing I ran over. "Hi, Bertha!" I almost roared, go to Chapel or an assembly, look around. (opera, organ, piano, music appreciation and whispering, 'Ania. Ania.' to the morning "Is this your sister? Huh? Huh?" What would you do if there is a fire? and glee club) Mrs. Hering keeps her sun." "No," Bertha said. Maybe we're being pessimistic, but we house ,on Pennsylvania Ave., and helps Her eyes widened perceptibly. "Uh," I replied. For a moment I had enter- ' think that, in case of fire, we'd be tram- her husband with his farm where he "In short, Ania, he is a bound slave to your tained a wild hope. pled to death while stampeding for the raises steers. - beauty and charm. \Vere you to cast one glance "This is my cousin," Bertha explained." She's nearest exit-for there are no fire es- Whether or not she'll discover, in this in his direction, 'it would render him insensible staying over till Homecoming because my sister capes in Alumni Hall. newest venture, that cows are more con- to the brutalities of mankind; were you to be- couldn't make it. Do you think Har-ry'Il mind ~ . That never ceases to amaze us. we cannot tented if supplied with Toscanini record- stow a date 'upon him but stop. I must not (Continued 011 page 4, col. 5) understand why a building which seats more ings in the field, we can be sure of one even think of such happiness. Tell me, have you than 600 people, at least two times a week, has thing: "She shall have music wherever been asked to the Homecoming Dance yet?" no fire escapes. she goes." If not, she'll introduce it. She hesitated. "Not by anybody I like, so far. And notice the way the place is built: the orchestra-section windows are, we judge, at least 20 feet off the ground. Worse than that.df a fire ever does break out. the people in the balcony will have "had it". We know we are not the first to think about this; but we can't help wondering why nothing has ever been done. Surely this improvement is a necessity. There is no new auditorium 'planned for the near future. (None that we're aware of anyway.) Alumni Han will have to last for a good while to come-and we think money invested in fire escapes would be money wisely spent. 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