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COLLEGIAN STAFF
Editorial Board
John C. Barnes
Earl K. Seybert Ruth L. Bachman
Margaret T. Lucash Alice M. McGrory
Reportorial Board
Marie Somers Emer Flounders
Josephine T. Zogby Irene E. Sherrock
THE LAST LAP
We are entering the home stretch
of the second semester race. Before
we know it the final tape will loom
up before us —the final exams will
darken the horizon. Then after the
race the Victory Picnic and Banquet
will culminate our first year in the
Broad Street school building. Then
we will disperse with fond memories:
Memories of the ping-ponging of
the table tennis ball; of the cup-win
ning basketball team (Charlie Mc-
Geehan can tell junior that some
day); of that unique Faculty get
together party unsurpassed by any
except Council’s Christmas party; of
“Hot-Fingers” Belts; of Santa Claus
Piccola; of the valiant James Dyke
and of Mrs. Brindell’s trip to college;
and on, on, on . . .
But did we say disperse ? No, not
with the strong Alumni Association
we have. We are forever a part of
the Hazleton Center. As members of
the Association, we will strengthen
the organization and take our place
among the leaders.
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| Advice to Bookworms j
Did you ever seriously think of
“raising” hooks ? Of buying the best
sellers and classics and saving them
for your home library ? It’s the great
est fun once you get started. It may
mean less spending money; it does
mean, however, hours and hours of
enjoyable reading and possession of
durables that become priceless with
age. Just talk to any man that bought
his library piece-meal. Notice how
proud he is of his achievement, how
much attachment he has for his books,
and how he looks upon them as part
of himself—the more lasting part.
And then look at what cheap rates
good books are being sold today. For
example, take a gander (a glance we
mean) at. the assortment that Mr.
Eiche has on display. There are the
valuable Graphic History of U. S.
which sells for only 75c, Men Who
Lead Labor (35c!), Labor Spies, Fliv
ver King (25c).
SCHOOL BOOKS
Call of the Wild-
It Can’t Hanpen Here—Extra Holi
days or Trip to the Campus
All Quiet on the Western Fron.t,
Library
Home work assignments
So Big
The Harbor
Great. Expectations
Les Miserables Class Skippers
Gone With, the Wind H-2-S
["a GIRL'S IDEAL MAN
Walter E. Organist
An enterprising “Collegian” reporter
dared to confront the female part (or
the minor part as the sorrowful males
sadly known) of the Center students
and have each girl picture her “ideal
man.” And the girls ran true to form.
Where can you get such men ?
Gertrude Hecht:
“Very intellectual and looks down
on others less intellectual. Great deal
of common sense —not stolid—much
nervous energy inarticulate me
dium size—dark hair —superior intel
lectually rather than physically.”
Marie Somers:
“Must be a ‘Somebody’ not one of
the crowd —must have personality
must have a sense of humor —must
have something to say and ability to
say it—must have intelligence—not a
social climber —satisfied with his best
—taller than I, not stoop-shouldered,
preferably dark.”
Anne Greshko:
“Must be a gentleman. Must be
able to talk intelligently. Must not
be stubborn or indifferent. Must be a
good dancer and must have good pos
ture —lots of fun.”
Ruth Bachman:
“Dark and curly hair. Must be an
upperclassman —an engineer prefer
red —must be up on the latest jokes—
must have a car, Plymouth preferred.
Sense of humor, not fat, neat, good
disposition.”
Irene E. Sherrock:
“He must be very intelligent and
have some, one great ambition in life.
Must be very neat and particular a
bout himself and his work. Must love
music, sing well and be able to talk
about it for hours. Must have a very
good taste for fine things—not com
mon. Must be a refined gentleman
and able to put up with a tempera
mental person. He must not be a
‘yes’ man; have a mind of his own.”
B. J. Newell:
“I want the whole world to love
him, but must love only me.”
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I ALUMNI NEWS I
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We have been hearing rumors that
our alumni news service is of interest
to some of our readers. Don’t blame
us for this situation; it’s the alumni’s
fault. They’re so gosh darn busy
bringing honor and glory to their
Alma Mater that this column can’t
help but reflect some of it.
Martha Marusak has been on a
week’s tour with the varsity debating
team.
Again local bay, Carmen Carroto,
makes good. A star member of our
team in ’35 and ’36, Carmen is varsity
basketball material at the Philadel
phia College of Pharmacy and Science.
We give our utmost respect to
Becky Baskin, who is carrying the
tremendous burden of twelve subjects
this semester. Becky is also a mem
ber of the French Club.
Donald Carter is back in school
after his operation and giving his
usual tip-top performance once more.
5:05 Bell
Gameroom
Reports
HAZLETON COLLEGIAN
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I BARBS AND BOUQUETS |.
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When H. L. Mencken was feeling
slightly depressed or was particularly
conscious of the insoluble riddle of
existence, he would mix himself a
stiff dram of poetry and philosophy.
Similarly, since the approaching of the
end of the year has sobering effect,
your columnist feels the urge for lyric
reflection.
It is always with teal deep regret
tinged with nostalgia that the student
turns and takes a last, slow look at
the building within which he has
worked for the past eight months, no
matter how much he may be blinded
by the promise of the future. To be
sure, they were months of work; but
he knows they can be trained lamplike
on the future.
As he looks back over: those months,
along with this realization little corks
of trivia bob irresistably to the sur
face of his memory. He recalls the
overpowering aroma of Mr. Walter’s
pipe as he passed in the halls, or the
surprised dismay of the library gang
as the odor of H2S crept stealthily up
the stairs from the chem lab below.
The rare ecstacy of seeing Mr. Herpel
nuzzling over a differential equation.
The rare phenomenon of triumphant
ly surveying a solved quadratic with
chalk —dust covered fingers. A session
of bickering in student council or fall
ing asleep over history notes at 3 P.
M. Am! he remembers, if he is lucky,
the quiet, solid happiness of having
worked and lived to the utmost.
To the Art 2 class goes the award
of the month for being the merriest
class within our learned plaster
boards. It seems that while engaged
in sketching a cast one can shift his
brain into neutral and allow his
tongue to idle on, as has been so aptly
put, and this results in a merry
stream of wit and caiolery from our
artist, interspersed with vocal rendi
tions of the current song hits. Larny
Tarleton’s imitations of Charlie Mc-
Carthy argue that he has missed his
calling, while Tony Piccola joins the
immortals with his homely, farcical
philosophy.
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Mr. Eiche recently put one of his
favorites among the books in the
store, and kept constant watch to see
what student would purchase it, for
a revealing sidelight would be thrown
Alice Itter has been elected to the
Pi Lambda Theta honorary education
sorority. Congratulations, Alice.
We also have an active representa
tive at West Chester State Teachers’
College. Tom Brennan (“Zest” to us
old-timers), who helped to initiate
our ‘Collegian”, is also working on
the West Chester paper as a feature
writer.
And as a grand climax we have
received news that Joseph Fedor has
been offered a graduate fellowship in
the school of Chemistry. Mr. Eiche
will lose a few more buttons on learn
ing this.
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on that person’s mental machinery.
Even Mr. Eiche was a bit unprepared
for the person who finally bought it
—Mr. Walters.
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The weekend of April 2 our four
student council delegates wined, dined,
and conferred with the other Center
delegates at Pottsville in an effort to
rectify the problems which beset the
various Centers. Our legislators
lunched at the Necho Allen on Fri
day, conferred all afternoon, and then
dined and danced all evening at the
Nechn Allen Hotel. At the banquet
our own Mr. Eiche related several of
those Dutch jokes for which he is
justly famed.^
One of the more important mea
sures passed at the conference was
the agreement that, in Inter-Center
Relationships, basketball players must
carry at least twelve credits, and are
ineligible after four semesters of
college work, and also if they fail six
credits during a semester. The growth
of athletics in our Centers has been
mushroom-like; already it is being
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An Ad Getter's TaSe
I walked out of a busy department
store, sat down wearily on the curb,
and sighed. It had been a hard strug
gle, but I had won. In my hand was
clutched one dollar and twenty-five
cents ($1.25) for a whole 1-32 of a
page ad. It certainly was wonderful
what you could do when you made up
your mind. Before me stretched build
ing upon building that I had been in
that morning, not all with the same
result. With each one there was a per
sonal thought attached. In one store
I had chased the advertising manager
from basement to top floor, around
the counters, up and down elevators,
and finally trapped him after half an
hour in an office within an office stow
ed away on the third floor. The re
sult? Well, why go into that? And
just down the street was a man who
told me he didn’t want any more cus
tomers so why ■ advertise ? Now that
is certainly being satisfied with one’s
lot in life. But the personal contacts
aren’t the only pleasures in this work.
There are sore feet from poundering
pavements, fallen hopes, embarrass
ing moments, hard feelings, and so
many other little joys. If the ex
perience did nothing else, it made up
my mind for me on one particular
thing: I’ll never solicit ads again as
long as I live, I hope !
CENTER NATATORS ENJOY
Y. M. SWIMMING PARTY
The swimmers and would-be swim
mers amongst us had a splashing
swell time a few Wednesdays ago in
the Y.M.C.A pool. About twenty-three
students attended this affair and, we
believe, all of them got wet.
After their Y dip the natators pa
raded to the Center buildings where
they received a generous portion of
ice cream, cake and birch beer.
May, 1938.