FOOTBALL

Over 150 alumni, plus a fair sprinkling of female adherents, crowded into the Dartmouth Club on a fateful October afternoon to hear twenty-two Atlantic Oil salesmen struggle around on a muddy field attempting to prove the football superiority of Dartmouth over Holy Cross, or vice versa. "Vice" Versa, fleet back from Thumbscrew, R. 1., won with an eighty yard dash, as you well know, but this will not prevent the Club from holding more broadcasts. On November 7, the Columbia game will be heard in the card room, the lounge, and the dining room, and on the 14, the Cornell game will receive similar treatment.

This is an excellent way to listen to the games, as you float along on the comfortable illusion that you are not only attending a game for nothing, but getting free drinks as well, for there is a vast difference between shelling out cash and signing your name carelessly on a slip of paper. Two months later, when you are awakened at seven in the morning to sign for a telegram which wants to know when you're going to pay your house charges, you have forgotten when you incurred the charges, and as a result the illusion persists from year to year.

Another good way to attend games, although a more expensive one, is to go to them, and the Club provides for this urge by running special trains to New Haven and Princeton. The game at New Haven will be over by the time this appears in print, but the Princeton game is still in the w.k. offing, and for a mere two dollars you New York Dartmouths can ride in the lap of luxury and your nearest neighbor to witness the last victory of the season.