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The Ole Astrologer
The Ole Astrologer once again focuses his bloodshot, worn out eye- balls on the raging, seething crowd on the 160. It looks like a riot. No. It's just nearly June 6; the place starts to rock. What is the first sight? The gym has become co-ed until it spreads around, then the faculty flies through the panic play. The sign on the door reads "No women allowed," except when waiters run out.
I dropped in on a Lodge meeting the other night. Lupo May and his stooge Trickle were having a meet- ing, the next objective is Fort Knox then Oak Ridge.
While walking across the baseball field I discovered a path. It led to the creek where the boys had dug a hole. They were cool till Brady and Eastlack tore down the protecting wall. The one under the bridge, boys.
K-Boy is now offering lessons in his famous dance. Third main is rocking to the tune. Mail all letters to the editor for request to join the honored group.
The softball game between the faculty and the boys was a blast. Dr. B. got lost in right field and "Short-Change" Gannaway couldn't see the plate. All in all, a good bug- ging session was held behind the chapel. Mr. W yatt looked very fine with his sprints as did Mr. Lipp with his making the bases greasy.
Big and Hatayama have a water fight in Jap's room. The place looked qood but not as nice as the bed in Big's room which reeks with Vitalis. It seems as if Scab sabotaged him.
Jones wandered off up north to Charlottesville to see his lady fair. He came back on Sunday. He didn't say much so the inevitable has hap- pened. Another one falls to the shaft. It's an awful weapon, girls.
I saw some real happy boys on the lower field the other day. It seems they were enjoying an aft- ernoon of sport. All the party had a big time.
Hatoyama Rollins is now robbing the cradle with his sweet little chick whom he stole from some loving mother's arms. He brings her to the front campus to strut her for the boys. Anthill says he's been robbed.
What's this! Stump Rico has be- come chairman of the writing com- mittee on Orson at the table. It's like the pot and the kettle, one call-
CONGRATULATIONS
TO
Stewart Eiliott
Editor in 1955
Good Luck!
ing the other black. Stump has proven himself the cooler so far.
Some of the boys have worked the road to town over with paint. All of the "boys" were gone the other night but the rumor is that Draper Dave did it.
The rage now is water pistols. Every law-abiding citizen has to pack a weapon to keep from getting drawn. The situation has grown so bad that Dr. B. has summoned
the vigilanties to ride hard and fast. Club and Dirty Don are the leaders.
It seems that Bagger has taken over as Scab's valet. I'd like to have a valet clean up all the corn that has collected in my palace beyond Reusens.
Well kiddies your old dad has motor for better lands down south. Gotta crank up ole Jag and head for them hills cause it sure is dry up hire. Seriously kiddies, the best of luck to ya'll and have a great sum- mer. Myself I am going to get in my angora airplane and head south and sleep in those cool white sands of party land.
It's
THE WHITE HOUSE REST AURANT
Faculty Fight Student To 18-18 Tie In Annual Softball Classic
On May 20, 1955, the Faculty of V.E.S. took on the world for six in- nings of softball. A more mixed up game had not been seen here or elsewhere since the same event last year.
The faculty had its glamour boy pitching and leading off. He was urged to momentous feats by shrill feminine cries of "Come on, Rock!"
He had poor support, however, with his right fielder tripping over the dahlias. Nevertheless, the spectators all agreed that they had never seen anyone so slick as the faculty center fielder. "Quick Change" Gannaway and "Norfolk and Western" Barton served as umpires.
The game had its share of thrills as "Punkin" clouted two balls out of sight. Quoth he, "Yoo-deeeeum." For the faculty, "Wild Bill" Wyatt poled
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As the game ended in an 18-18 deadlock, all agreed that they were glad that the whole crazy affair was
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lins was pure hob. Although the stu- dents went to an early lead, the faculty found Rico's combination of curves and hot air to be no mystery as he relinquished ten runs in one inning.
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