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WANTED—One or
several commuters from
Lancaster area for Monday,
Tuesday, Thursday and
Friday. Have to be here at 8
A.M. Leave at 12:05 P.M.
Also will make
arrangements. See Mrs
Marie F. Dhansis W-110
S.G.A. Office.
NEEDED ride to west Pa.
New Castle area, North
west of Pitts! Must have
ride for first weekend of
November. Would like to
contact now, if possible. Call
944-7071. Ask for Andy or
stop at 9318 Mars.
Lost and Found
LOST—One pair blue cor
duroy slacks at Suds City
Sept. 28th. If you picked
them up by mistake please
call Kathy 944-0053. I need
them desperately!
PRESIDENT'S COUNCIL
MEETS
On Monday evening, October
7, the President's Council met
for the first time this year. It
was a good turnout with in
formation concerning school
organization finances being
given by SGA Treasurer Jay
Wren. Organizations
represented include the Social
Committee, Student Govern
ment Association, X-Gls,
Chess Club, ITE, Yearbook,
Beta Chi, C.C. Reader, Ski
Club, WZAP and lEEE. Don't
let your club be left out! Check
the mailboxes in W-110 for
messages and meeting times.
VETERANS...
somebody cares!
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Dopes
See: ED FAKE
Room E-104
Mondays:
1:30-S P.M.
Thursdays:
11:30-0 P.M
II:30-S P.M
Dr. Bresler speaking on Ford presidency at Ist D.T.K. luncheon
AVIATION DAY '74
hit a number of air-pockets which produced a sensation similar to a
rapid descent in an elevator. As we banked toward the airport, this
finally got to our third companion, who decided to forgo his turn at
the controls, and just get back on solid ground as soon as possible.
We landed without further incident, and I picked up my own
personal little pilot's log which had recorded in it my first .3 hours
of flight ever.
I then discovered that the $3 rides were now an hour behind.
After grabbing a quick snack at McDonalds, I went on a "tour" of
the control tower.
This "tour" consisted of climbing about a thousand steps and two
ladders, and then standing in, the tower and staring out at nothing
but landing - field, river, and sky, as well as casting quizzical glances
at the tower equipment. The tower controllers were what one might
describe as courteous but cool. They never introduced themselves,
nor informed us of anything willingly. However, they answered any
questions put to them, and could be very informative. But, at the
expense of not wanting to appear stupid, no on asked many
questions, and the entire episode ended rather quickly.
After this, I headed back to the airfield; just in time, I thought,
for my second flight. But by now, the flights were an hour and a half
behind.
I climbed back into the jetliner to get out of the sun and spent an
hour listening to the Club's chief stewardess talk to some fellow
Capitol students about her experiences as a stew. I went back out to
see how things were coming along only to find that the rides were
now two hours behind.
However, with a bit of juggling, I managed to get my flight moved
up, and, after another half-hour delay, I was finally headed into the
wild blue yonder. The 11:20 flight I had originally signed up for
took off at 3:30 p.m.
The flight was well worth the wait. We flew over Hershey and the
other small towns in that area. Then we headed for Harrisburg. One
of the biggest and most impressive thrills in the world has to be
flying over a city, with all its massiveness sprawled out beneath one,
looking like - i monstrous toy set. It's the kind of thing that should
be preserved on film. However, I ran out over Penbrook, and missed
some really great shots. Before landing back at Hbg. International,
we flew over two helicopters coming in from Hershey which was
another interesting sight.
In reflection, Aviation Day was a very worthwhile event which
saw, I felt, extraordinary involvement on the part of the students.
The flights were so full that extra ones,'past the 3:00 official closing,
had to be scheduled. Mr. Pugh, I am sure, extends his thanks to
everyone who came, and his condolences to those who wanted to,
but couldn't.
Mr. Pugh did his best to make this event a success, and I think
that I can truthfully state that it was unqualifiedly so. Mr. Pugh was
so buoyed by this success that he plans to hold another one next
year. I'm sure that, with the experience gained this year, any future
Aviation Days will incorporate better scheduling of the $3 rides. If
this year's participation is any indication, - the events next year may
have to be scheduled over more than one day,
So, if you missed last year's Aviation Day, see to it you amend
that mistake. Be there this year!
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C. C. READER
CHICAGO
IN CONCERT
4:30 P.M. Leave Harrisburg
FRIDAY NIGHT,
OCTOBER 25th
AT PHILADELPHIA,
PENNSYLVANIA
Cost $21.45 Per Person In
cludes
Transportation and Reserved
Seat
Harrisburg,
Pa.
Delta Tau Kappa, In
ternational Social Science
Honor Society is sponsoring its
second of a series of brown bag
luncheon- discussions to be
held Monday, October 21, at
12:00 in the Gallery Lounge.
The speaker this week will be
Mr. Philip Taylor. Mr. Taylor
will speak on day dreaming,
the topic of the research
project in which he is currently
involved. All students and
faculty are encouraged to
bring their lunch and join in the
discussion.
fh „it elm Oo A)umble,
4Chere'ti t tact like Rome:
Montus Paximus had been born on a peninsula of northern
Africa in a section now known as Ethiopia. When the armies of
Rome invaded and sacked that area, Montus was a mere boy of
twelve, but he fought valiantly to defend his village.
Because of his valore, and skill in battle, when the Roman
legions captured him after being knocked unconscious by a falling
section of clay roof, they chose not to kill him, but rather to send
him back to Rome as a slave to be trained in the gladitorial arts
and to perform in the arena for Claudius, who was Emporor at that
time.
Montus learned quickly and in no time at 11 was the most
popular gladiator in all Rome. In only five years he had bought
himself back from Rome and became a Citizen due to popular
appeal. But he did not leave the arena. Instead, he kept hacking
away with his battle axe until he was very rich and one of Rome's
foremost celebrities. He attended all the best parties; was courted
by rich and beautiful women; had his own palacial estate; was
served by many of his own slaves; and was a frequent guest at the
palace of the Emperor himself.
Pretty good for a poor boy from a bad neighborhood.
The highest honor of all, though, he received upon his thirtieth
birthday. The Emperor himself gave him a lion cub from his
native Ethiopia as a pet.
This cat, which he named Vindicator, was the only love of his
life. He coddled it and gave it the sweetest meats that could be
found in the City and in no time at all, the lion grew into a huge
beast: loving and faithful to his master.
One day, Montus noticed that his beloved Vindicator was acting
strangely. Fearing that his pet was sick, the gladiator sent for
Oscetes, Rome's formost veterinarian. He instructed his servant
Michael to show the vet in when he arrived and assist him in
anything he might request. Saying this, he was off to the arena.
Soon, the vet arrived, took one look at the great cat and said,
"Worms". He then threw some white powder into a plate of milk
and gave it to the lion to drink. Then he told Michael that "He'll be
alright now". Wrote out a bill and left.
The lion threw up and crawled into a corner.
When Montus got home that evening, he saw that Vindicator was
now clearly sick, and was almost heartbroken with worry. He sent
Michael out to bring Oscetes the vet immediately. Before they
returned, though, he was summoned to the palace of the Emperor
and could not refuse.
When Oscetes arrived, he looked the lion down the throat and
said, "Rare Ethiopian Lion Plague".
Then he took some white powder with blue speckles out of his
bag, threw it into some milk and set it before the lion. But the lion
wouldn't drink. So he force-fed him thru a tube.
The lion turned green and died.
Oscetes, fearing that Montus, upon seeing his beloved Vin
dicator dead, might do something rash, beat a hasty retreat and
left town without even leaving a bill.
Michael was very upset, as it was now up to him to tell his
master of the dreadful thing that had happened. He went to his
wife, Mabeline, who worked in the kitchen and told her what had
happened.
"That quack!" Mabeline exclaimed. "That big cat didn't have
any worms or any rare plague, it was just in heat!"
Suddenly they heard their master's scream.
"Vindicator!" he cried. "What has happened? My beloved pet is
dead!"
Michael ran to his master's side, outraged that the lowly Oscetes
should cause such unwarranted grief. As he ran into the room,
Montus turned to him, his noble features warped with pain, and
cried, "Michael, my loyal servant, tell me, what foul disease has
stolen the life from my beloved pet?"
Michael looked at him levelly with fire in his eyes and said,
"Master, it was no sickness that destroyed your beloved Yin-.
dicator, it was the cure of Oscetes that killed the cat".
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