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THE COLLEGIAN
"For A Better Penn State"
Established 1940. Successor to the Penn State Colleg
(an, established 1904. and the Free Lance, established
•mi.
Published every Tuesday and Friday morning dur
ing tlie regular College year by tire staff of the Dally
Collegian of the Pennsylvania State College. Entered as
I’econd class matter July 5, 1934, at the State College, Pa.,
Post Office under the act of March B, 1879.
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Woodene Bell Mary Louise Davey
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STAFF THIS ISSUE
Managing Editor
News Editor 1 Jerry Trumper
Woman’s Doris Stowe
Campus Beautiful?
■Each spring the College campus blossoms forth
with signs such as “Help Keep the Campus Beau
tiful, “Keep Off the Grass.” This grass would
be green today, if you had gone another way,”
and “Give the Grass a Chance.” Tribunal aids
Grounds and Buildings in its seasonal campaign
against campus beauty destroyers by forcing the
harassed freshmen who violate customs to sling
across their shoulders sandwich signs proclaim
ing, in poetic style, the harm wrought by grass
Walkers. Cabinet and other student bodies back
the drives for a beautiful campus.
During the winter semester, Penn Staters are
• seldom troubled by having to keep off the grass.
In fact, they rarely see this green vegetation, for
State College customarily hibernates under a bed
’ (ding of snow for the winter season. When the
snow falls it is the duty of the State College Bor
ough Department to keep the Borpugh streets
traversable. On campus, this job falls to the
'Grounds and Buildings departinent.
When students and. faculty members returned
from their Christmas recess, they discovered that
several of the main campus were
hidden under sheets of glass-like ice. Among
these covered sites wa s the wide walk in front of
Old Main, one of the most frequented spots on
, campus. Professors and students alike excused the
slippery side-walks, thinking that Grounds and
Buildings had been vacationing, too.
But, even three days after the rest of campus
had gone back to work, the ice remained for hur
rying feet to slip and. fall on. True, ashes were
■scattered in .many places.- But, these only work
ed their way into the scurrying shoes. After sev
eral days warm weather and rain, the ice melted
and disappeared. Then the cinders remained to
make the pathways rough and black. This black
ness mars the beauty of the campus.
Grounds: and Buildings receives the support of
students and faculty members in its spring-time
“Keep the Campus Beautiful Campaigns.” Is it
asking too much to want that department’s aid in
keeping a beautiful and comfortable campus •
throughout the winter? —G.A.N.
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Penn Statements
By PEGGIE WEAVER
Have you seen the navy trainees with their class
presents? Class days find them in their usual bell
bottoms, but watch and you’ll see them blossoming
out in their new uniforms like the proverbial kid,
with his first pair of long trousers.
The admissions' situation is really rough, isn’t it?
But it can’t be denied that the decision reached on
the priority system was a just and fair one. A sug
gested solution is to erect signs at all entrances to
State- College designating, “THIS WAY TO BUiCK
NELL, THIS WAY TO PITTSBURGH, THIS WAY
TO ALLEGHENY.”
New Year's Eve Aftermath
'Professor Dengler’s 11 o’clock Greek Lit class sat
with open mouths in their first class of the new
year when the door opened and the head of a fa
miliar prof peered in. The professor excused him
self and stammered, “Something snapped in my
mind. I have a class, but I don’t know where it is.”
Bonafide Offer
Then there’s the story of the coed who discov
ered Sweetheart Soap’s amazing offer of beautiful
silver-plated flatware for 30 cents per piece and 3
coupons. After complicated calculations, she fig
ured that for $lO and 300 coupons she could fur
nish her kitchen with a complete set of silverware.
•Habitually a procrastinator, she vowed that she
wasn’t going to put this off, so she wrote the letter,
enclosed her coupon and 30 cents, and immediately
mailed it. Enthusiastically she ran back to ac
quaint her-sorority sisters with her find and urge
them to cash in on the offer. One by one they sat
down to write their letters, until one cynic, quietly
reading the wrapper to find the catch, morbidly
read from the finest print on the wrapper, <f This
offer is not good on or after December 31/1942.”
Classroom Pastime
The nadir of whiling away lecture hours is Art
Horting’s pastime in a journ class'in'Carnegie
Hall. He committed himself to ,the gigantic task pf
counting each hple in the soynd proofing on the
ceiling. To tuck away in the corner .of your mind
reserved to hold usdful facts, the number is 367,-
214. .
With the new year only a week old, we want to
wish everyone a happy , new year to beat all new
years, and the heck .with the new year’s resolu-
Mass Love
Who was it who advocated legalizing bigamy?
Maybe that’s the only answer to a bewildered
student’s problems. It seems said .student finds
himself engaged to two girls, one a hometown
belle, the other a local attraction,, with the owner
ship of a trailer in her advantage. The climax
came last weekend when the hometown gal. ar
rived on the scene. Undaunted, our hero enter
tained both girls, ignoring the old adage pf three
being a crowd. But even the trio didn’t make the
derision, for our double fiancee is still weighing
the merits of his future wives.
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A Lean and Hungry Look
Now that the Christmas-J'lew YCar vacation is just another hang
over, once again students can settle down to study. Of course some in
sipid soul may ask in naive innocence, *'What is study?” And to him I
reply, ‘‘Study is what takes place when there, are no good movies in
town and when the ’Skeller runs dry.” : (
So much for definitions. In this post-holiday atmosphere I notice,
many returning veterans seeking admissions for next semester. Pass
ing by Gal’s office I spied a number down on their hands and knees,
and came to the conclusion that
prayer was their only hope for
readmittance. Looking into the
matter a little further, I discov
ered'that they were just demon
starting to their benefactor the
skills, acquired in arduous
months of service, of making
passes, and I’m not referring to
relations with the opposite sex.
While I was losing my house
bill and my white shirt (which
brought a fancy price when auc
tioned off), another Penn State
ex-GI came in to see Gal. The
conversation ran something like
this:
Air Corps Hot Rock: Good to
see you again, old boy. Please
don’t shake my hand too vigor
ously, I just had a manicure.
Mr. Galbraith: My, you must
have seen a lot of action over
there just look at that chestful of
decorations. Tell me something of
your'experiences.
Hot Rock: Yes, it was a bit try
ing at times and very dangerous.
The Jerries were very persistent,
and did give us a bit of trouble.
But I stood up very well under
the strain, and these medals at
test to my courage.
tMr. Galbraith: Just What kind
of work did you do? Pilot, navi
gator, bombardier? -
. Hot .Rock: Oh, nothing so os
tentatious as that. I ha'd' a job that
required a comprehensive know
ledge of the alphabet. I. was a
Coordinating officer. 'When' the
boys would no out on a mission, I
synchronize their watches.
Very important'"job, you "Know.
And then, when that .was done, I
would bolster their morale toy
saying, ‘‘Good, luck.” :
■ Mr. .Galbraith: 'And is that all
you did?
(Hot Rock: Heavens no. Waiting
for-the planes’ to return was ciuite
a nerve-racking task' Why, I had
one experience I’ll never forgef.
All the ships, were in except one
carrying my best, buddy, and his
Back In Mufti
While the devastating 1944 hurribane raged about them, 8 Coast
guardsmen and 30 attack dogs huddled 48 hours in a small shelter
filled with depth charges on tiny Flemming Key, a man-made island
off Key West, Florida. . . . i v
With an altitude of only five feet at high tide,- Flemming Key ap
peared to offer \ittle protection against' a tidal wave sweeping in upon
.the island. Winds of over 100 miles per hour flattened any man who
ventured out of the enclosure. One of. the .men isolated on that small
speck of land was Chief. Special
ist John J. Mace of the Coast
Guard Dog Patrol.
Spikes driven into the heavy
wooden floor held apart the 30
dogs, trained to attack upon re
lease. The men occupied a small
corner where they listened to a
small radio and operated the
motor which generated light. The
greatest danger ended when out
lying shoals broke the force of the
tidal wave. Even then the Key
was almost inundated.
As Flemming Key wss one of
the largest naval magazines on
the east coast, all kinds of ex
plosives were stored there. In the
hut where Mace and the group
took refuge, there was a walk-in
refrigerator in which frozen ni
troglycerin was kept .inert.
When the hurricane warning
forced; the group to take refuge,
they placed in the refrigerator a
supply of canned meat, butter,
milk, eggs, and oranges. When
ever a man went into the refrig
erator for a can of milk, he took
care not to come out holding a
can of “nitro.”
Mace enlisted in 1942, patroled
beach to prevent saboteurs from
landing, then entered the dog
reconnaissance- work with attack
dogs for beach guard. In 1'943,
John spent three months - in the
Burma Theatre in experimental
reconnaissance work with attack
dogs.
SALL
TUESiBAY I£osPfPfG, JAIfUABY 8, lfl§6
was five hours overdue. I was
worrying and worrying, refused
eat and drink, except one snort
of bourbon. Finally, the Bil 7
dove into sight, smoking and with
two engines knocked out. I pass
ed out from emotional fatigue. ’
Mr. Galbraith: What happened
then? j
iHot Rock: When I woke up I
was lying in a hospital with my
friend in the next bed. He was
shot to hell, and had more flak in
his body than flesh. The next
thing I knew, a general came in
and awarded me the DEC for
“extreme mental anguish” and
“worrying above and beyond the
call of duty.” I was very proud
of the sacrifice I had made.
Mr. Galbraith: What about
your buddy?
Hot Rock:_ Oh, him? He got a
purple heart" for his part in the
action.
Mr. Galbraith:
the other ribbons?
•Hot Rock: Allhough I am a
very modest fellow, as you know,
HI tell you. how I earned them.
This one is the Air Medal. Every
time the boys would complete
five missions, I could add an oak
leaf cluster to it. And some of
those missions were tough. I
know, I. wrote out reports on
them. ” ’ ‘ ' ' f
■ Mv- Galbraith: I recognize your
Gqqd Conduct medal,' but ! have
hever seen one with' a cluster.'
How come?
' Hot Rock: Well, I got that, for
being an exceptionally good boy.
you see, I went . through night
skirmishes with the London -Pica
dil'ly Commandos, unscathed.
Quite an amazing feat, don’t'you
think?
I am sorry, .dear reader,, but I
must omit the rest, .of t’lie ’LQhdph
parable, -as, like .all good things "in
life, it is either illegal, immoral
or fattening. 1 ‘
• A graduate of York Higv School,
John also attended the Harris
burg Academy before enlisting.
-Discharged in January 1945, . Mace
entered the College that fall, en
rolling in the pre-veterinarian
course.
From the Files
Ten Years Ago Today:
The feature attraction at the
Cathaum tonight is “The Littlest
Rebel” starring Shirley Temple. .
In order to avoid an embarrass
ing situation such as might result
by the Old -Main clock striking
nine or ten o’clock when the line,
“It’s seven o’olock, time to go to
bed’’ is spoken in the :“Pursuit of
Happiness,” the Old Main bell
will not ring from eight-thirty to.
eleven o’clock Saturday night. i
• It was recalled that'-during the
playing of “The Devil’s Deciple”
in which one of the' characters
thundered “and they’ll hang you
at seven” the tower bell pealed
out distinctly ten o’clock.
For rent—Single room in pri
vate home directly across from
Campus. Very reasonable. Mor
ris’s Store or Phone 989. (Ed.
note. Them days are gone for
ever.)
(Continued on page five)
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—CASSIUS.
—FRANK D. DAVIS
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