New Hampshire is building roads, civilization is approaching Hanover, and Dartmouth is holding larger social functions. A record number of guests, 553 to be exact, were lured from dormitory, office, and home to attend fall house-parties. Tea dances Friday for the impatient were followed by the traditional celebration of Dartmouth night, November 7. While alumni throughout the country met and honored their mater the students cheered, sang, marched in a long torchlight parade to the President's home and there wah-hoo-wahed the President and Mrs. Hopkins and Indian-yelled Ann. The Players' first production of the season, "June Moon," comedy of Ring Lardner and George Kaufman, dragged through the first act but picked up in the second and third to leave the audience with a taste of fine acting and clever staging. Following the play came the fraternity dances, a good deal dryer than usual. We are going to digress here to say that we are convinced that Dartmouth parties show much less drinking that those of other colleges we have visited.
House-parties continued Saturday and we believe a record was established in a certain morning class in eighteenth-century literature in which six of the fifteen scholars peacefully slumbered the entire hour. Came Allegheny's orange shirts and blue helmets against the Green seconds and thirds in the afternoon and finally more dancing. Houseparties however, do not necessarily end in the early hours of Sunday morning. There are those who join the ranks of martyrs to drive their guests back home, those who begin looking and advertising for misplaced coats, earrings, etc., and those who seek the arms of Morpheus for several days.