Wisconsin

THE SWELTERING DAYS of August became almost unbearable in these parts. Chronologically September would bring relief. Actually no. Then came the Dartmouth picnic at Ed Luedke's cabin, atop a pastoral hill among a group of others—about thirty miles northwest of Milwaukee. Beer, baseball and bull were on the program. The per capita consumption of beer by the group on that afternoon must have been well above the national average—judging by the empties. You see, the secretary didn't arrive on the scene early enough to judge by anything else.

The picnic was a stag, and over forty men attended. No dancing girls could make the top rung of the hill, so the boys contented themselves with the rugged beauties of nature. To us who are confined to the city's limited outlook, the treat of Luedke's hospitality at the B & B Ranch was a luxury indeed.

The secretary cannot help but mention the meeting which he attended at the College last May. The Secretaries' Meeting was very educational, the fellowship was worthwhile, and the food was the best. Far different from 1946, when cheese sandwiches were at a premium.

Elmer Lampe, the basketball coach at Dartmouth, paid us a visit during August at one of our Monday noon luncheons which are held regularly at the Astor Hotel in Milwaukee. We liked Elmer, and enjoyed his visit. He is a mid-westerner, and played football under the veteran coach, Alonzo Stagg, at the University of Chicago.