SOCIAL NOTE
As customary with the last home football game came the annual Fall House Party festivities. Anxious to discover the result of the depression, if any, upon the number of girls present or upon other expenditures, we looked about and found things about normal. Some houses had even larger lists of guests than they had had for several years, a happy sign for local food purveyors. The aspect of the party with which we were in contact was an unusually sober one which marks a trend away from several parties of the past few years. Perhaps the greatest single event of the weekend was the visit of the occupier of the Undergraduate Chair who preceded this incumbent. Greatly broadened by a summer's travel in Europe, he now presents a fearsome profile. When interviewed, he stated that this year's column lacked color.
The campus has noted with parched throat the beer manifestoes set forth in Chicago and Pennsylvania, but so far no forward steps such as these have been taken in Hanover. Several perspicacious men about town, however, have been looking over likely looking spots in Norwich for some time. A homey New England tavern with a pleasant low-ceilinged tap room and foaming flagons of nut brown ale would not be unpopular with the student body at this particular juncture.
The Dartmouth and The Jack-o-Lantern resumed athletic relations this fall with a touch football game which resulted in a 0-0 tie and lasted until the historic turf of the campus was completely shrouded in dusk. The Dartmouth, of course, tried to turn the score to their advantage even calling in False Witness George Gitsis. Gitsis afterward confided to us that it was the best polo match he had ever seen. "I like to see the boys have a good time," he said, and then added, "my milk and eggs and butter are absolootely fresh and I treat my help good." At any rate, the score gives no indication of the closeness of the battle.
