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CAMPPP The A. W. S. invited all the college women to a party in the gym. It was pretty noisy, and, though I never managed to discover just what it was all about, everyone got well acquainted. NOVEMBER The very first day of November, the Zeta Mus, who, I hear, are quite a dancing bunch, gave a fling at their new Weldon Avenue House. Those decorations I must tell you about! There was black crepe paper with green and white detachable spots—positively all over the walls. It was one of those thoughtful arrangements—all they have to do is to move the spots, and lo-and-behold they have new decorations for the next hop. A wek later, the Sigma Alpha Chi fraternity threw a hop at the Apache Indian Village. May sound rather primitive, but the boys put the struggle over in nice style. Then the next night, the Alphas treated their fairs to a dig—this time at the Palm my dear Tree Tea Room—and those Alpha dances—poo-poo-pa-doo! "Get me?' Professor Huntting would say. Armistice Day was so thrilling. A special train carried me and the others to Sacramento to help the Bulldogs fight against the Cal Aggies. We got a tough break and lost by 22-0. The Sigma Tau's didn't get enough whoopee Armistice Day, so they had a dance at the Riverside Country Club. You see, this is open season for rushing men to the fraternities. It seems as if the Freshmen and the Sophomores have a tendency toward being barbarous. They held their annual brawl the 12th and it was most exciting! Those fellows just got out there and almost tore each other to pieces. Yes, I really mean it, it was a battle Frosh won this major engagement. Never, as long as I live and breathe, will I forget the 15th. Most of us Staters gathered at a huge bonfire out near McLane Hall. There we shouted and sang in a most approved college manner. Then we all got in cars and paraded to the Liberty Theatre where we had some one-act plays. Besides raising the roof and tearing up half the seats we made whoopee in general. Then we serpentined through the streets, and incidentally serenaded the San Jose grid team at the Californian Hotel. The rally was for the San Jose-F.S.C. game. Another big affair was the Inter-Fraternity Pan-Hellenic dance at the Rainbow. Positively all the "Whosis" and "Whatsis" were there—a honey of a dance. Then we modernists dropped back to the days of '89 when barn dances were in their prime. The A.M.S. had a hobo, barn, or something party in the gym. REVIEW Just before the "Rally" royal, but, as per tradition, the
Yearbook Title | 1930 Campus 1930 |
Date Published | 1930 |
Organization | Issued by Associated Students of Fresno State Normal School, June 1912-1921; Associated Students of State Teachers and Junior College of Fresno, June 1921; Associated Students of Fresno State College, 1922-1971; Alumni Association of California State University, Fresno, 1976-1991. |
Location | Fresno, CA |
Rights | Copyright L. W. Kiggens - A. M. Hopelain. |
Yearbook Title | 1930 Campus 1930 |
Date Published | 1930 |
Organization | Issued by Associated Students of Fresno State Normal School, June 1912-1921; Associated Students of State Teachers and Junior College of Fresno, June 1921; Associated Students of Fresno State College, 1922-1971; Alumni Association of California State University, Fresno, 1976-1991. |
Location | Fresno, CA |
Transcript | CAMPPP The A. W. S. invited all the college women to a party in the gym. It was pretty noisy, and, though I never managed to discover just what it was all about, everyone got well acquainted. NOVEMBER The very first day of November, the Zeta Mus, who, I hear, are quite a dancing bunch, gave a fling at their new Weldon Avenue House. Those decorations I must tell you about! There was black crepe paper with green and white detachable spots—positively all over the walls. It was one of those thoughtful arrangements—all they have to do is to move the spots, and lo-and-behold they have new decorations for the next hop. A wek later, the Sigma Alpha Chi fraternity threw a hop at the Apache Indian Village. May sound rather primitive, but the boys put the struggle over in nice style. Then the next night, the Alphas treated their fairs to a dig—this time at the Palm my dear Tree Tea Room—and those Alpha dances—poo-poo-pa-doo! "Get me?' Professor Huntting would say. Armistice Day was so thrilling. A special train carried me and the others to Sacramento to help the Bulldogs fight against the Cal Aggies. We got a tough break and lost by 22-0. The Sigma Tau's didn't get enough whoopee Armistice Day, so they had a dance at the Riverside Country Club. You see, this is open season for rushing men to the fraternities. It seems as if the Freshmen and the Sophomores have a tendency toward being barbarous. They held their annual brawl the 12th and it was most exciting! Those fellows just got out there and almost tore each other to pieces. Yes, I really mean it, it was a battle Frosh won this major engagement. Never, as long as I live and breathe, will I forget the 15th. Most of us Staters gathered at a huge bonfire out near McLane Hall. There we shouted and sang in a most approved college manner. Then we all got in cars and paraded to the Liberty Theatre where we had some one-act plays. Besides raising the roof and tearing up half the seats we made whoopee in general. Then we serpentined through the streets, and incidentally serenaded the San Jose grid team at the Californian Hotel. The rally was for the San Jose-F.S.C. game. Another big affair was the Inter-Fraternity Pan-Hellenic dance at the Rainbow. Positively all the "Whosis" and "Whatsis" were there—a honey of a dance. Then we modernists dropped back to the days of '89 when barn dances were in their prime. The A.M.S. had a hobo, barn, or something party in the gym. REVIEW Just before the "Rally" royal, but, as per tradition, the |
Rights | Copyright L. W. Kiggens - A. M. Hopelain. |
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