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EXTRA!!
W.A.A. Sponsors Stunt Day
My Kingdom for a Tree!
Shoulder your spades Mereditliians and march away
to the grovo. Pull your class spirit out of the moth balls
and give it a chance to fritter in. the sun. You aio go*
ing to exercise it by planting trees. What? You don’t
know how to plant trees? Well, practice up. There's
an art in it. First, attend gym classes and learn to march
to two-four time—that’s for rhythm. You’re guaranteed
to learn in four simple, easy lessons. To leavn marching,
that 18. The second step, digging, ia a bit harder and
requires a bit more time and effort; but by digging away,
you'll get it. N’oxt, you practice packing dirt in around
plants.
It is up to you to hasten the little plants into a warm
resting place before the wintry blasts arrive. The Alum
nae will be very mneh pleased when they see with what
dexterousness, good will, and carefulness you despatch
the young tree roots to theii- wiutery homo on November S.
Each class is going to plant a different kind of tree—
each year for—oh! any number of years. So on tho
eventful day shoulder your artillery and dig, dig, dig,
for tho W. A. A. is giving a sup to the class that has the
most “cffectivc, original and dignified ceremony.” Learn
to march with rhythm, learii to dig without an. undue
amount of sho\'oling, learu to listen to your maater-of-
ccvemonies, learii to sing with pep and vim and vigor!
Generations of your big-sister classes will be rooting for
you. So it behooves you as up-and-coming young citizens
to be on time, at two o’clock with your grin just under
your nose and the waters of your class spirit sprinkled
freely around—at the opening feature of Stunt Day.
The Suspense Is Terrible!
Of course everyone that’s c^'er been to one knows how
much real fun there is, so we don’t need to tell them.
No one who has seoti one before, needs to be reminded
to be right on hand when good old ’35, ’36, ’37 or *38
walks off with the honors. But those who haven’t—well,
they just can’t possibly imagine how it all is,
I really believe it’s more fun just before stunts begin.
“Did you over get that other green sock?” “What are
we going to do with the senior scenery?” “Where’d you
put tho hammer?” 'Tleaso don’t make so much racket!”
It’s all a mad, crazy, hilarious affair, but it’s worth all
tho trouble.
Of course, uo one has any idea yet who will get the
cup (except each of the Stunt committees!) I heard
(nobody told me—I just HEARD) that the Juniors are
going to offer some stiff competition to anybody contest
ing THEIB right to the cup this year, But there’s a
twinkle in i^ate Mills Suiter’s eyes that saya pretty clear
ly that they aren’t worrying any at all. As for the
sophomores—well, remember that they got second place
last year, but aren’t going to bo satisfied with that this
yeor. And the Seniors—thoy’TC got three years of ex
perience behind them, so they’re going to be plenty goodl
Ob,, you can’t afford to miss THIS stunt night I You
who have missed it have sadly neglected your education.
I oan’t begin to tell you all about it. You’ll have to
come and see for yourself. Won’t you? THEBE, I
-4now you would!
BIKING ALONG
At 4 o’clock we’ll have a race,
All dressed in tatters, rags and lace.
Two score girls will rival Iko,
• Each pedaling ’long on a borrowed bike.
Seniors, Juniors, Sophs and Frosh,
Ten of each there’ll be, by gosh!
In groups of four they all will strive,.
Up and down the Meredith drive.
Two prizes are offered, (we ain’t pikers!)
The 1st to tho class with the fastest bikers,
The 2nd to the one in. tho hottest clothes,
Oome early—don’t crowd tho groves.
There's Music in the Air!
Now show your pluck,
And try your luck,
And sing it low with me.
What? Intcrclass singing contest!
Who? You and you and you!
Where? On the library steps.
When? 5 o’clock Saturday afternoon
Why? You know why!
To Kelp along old Meredith’s rep
By adding a song full of pep.
Two prizes are being offered. (You might get one.)
The student who writes the best music will win |i3; the
one the best words, $3. (Believe it or not!) Come one,
come, all, let’s make this a good, old-fashioned sing-song!
EVENTS OF THE DAY
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2:00 p.m.
Tree Planting
4:00 p.m.
Athletic Contest
4:30 p.m.
Bicycle Races
5:00 p.m.
Song Contests
8:00 p.m.
Stunts
Something New Under the Sun!
Some of the hilarious spirit of the Meredith of yester
day is going to bo revived on the afternoon of November
third prior to the stunts. We refuse to have a dull after
noon, and also we want the alumnae to feel just as merry
and at home as when they “bustled” around the dear old
campus years ago.
The opening feature, which is tho tree planting, will
display the originality of each class in a more serious
manner. Each class, with an appropriate ceremony, as
nice and impressive as possible, will plant a tree. This
seems to make our athletic day one of genuine value as
well as one of fun.
There ought to be somo hot competition in the athletic
contests between alumnae and students, brawn and brain,
as it were, or perhaps brain and brawn. We can’t tell
yet which is safest to say. Anyway, there’ll be tennis
and volleyball and for a stupendous extra thrill, croquet.
In spite of the impression the passers-by might get of
our beloved institution, the bicycle races are going to be
do^vll the front drive with the riders in costume. There
will bo ten girls from each class to compete and tho cos
tumes will be class colors with a type of cpstume or an
idea appropriate to the colors and to tho class.
The song contest will be held on the library steps. Hero
also, the competition is between classes and each song
must have original words and music. This is a grand
chance to show the alumnae how much originality our
classes really do have, even the freshmen.
And then, at eight, the stunts!
So come on, everybody, and let’s make a swell day of it.
Three Cheers for the Winner!
Step right up, folks, don’t crowd! You can’t miss the
moat invigorating, breath-taking, hair-raising spectable of
tho day—the Athletic Contest between the Almnnae and
tho Students! Nawsah! Believe me, there’s gonna be
enough knock-’em down and blow-’cm out competition
among the ole gals ’n’ what-havo yoxi to make all Mere
dith’s fields blossom in tho paths and deserts rejoicel
Yo^v'sali! By all means be over at the tennis courts by
four o’clock Saturday afternoon and got a couple of eye
fuls of some of the good loking Alumnae swat a wicked
ball acrss the net, and sling those rackets for a row of
celebrated tombstones!
Pat Abernethy, of the Class of ’33 is gonna be there to
sort of manage things around—so you’ll be pretty sure
things will be done in ft big way with a loud bang!
Not only ia there going to be tennis with a hey nonnie
nounie—but ^'olleyball, and I’m telHn’ ya, if you sweet
young things aren’t there to get your beaus all juggled
up with some sure tips on volleyball—well, your educa
tion ain’t what it oughta be! Don’t forgot, four o’clock!
And croquet! Ah, the beauty, the grace, the glamor
of it! All you gay lasses of tho ole skule, (spirit of
blushing rhododendrons!) can truthfully say your day
hasn’t been well spent \inless you vamoose out to the
courts to beam approval on the gallant croqueteers!
This is tho first timo Stunt Night has been Stunt Day,
too, and in order to keep this, wo must make it a grand
suecoss! The gala day is next Saturday, November third,
and don’t forget, these contests in Athletics between the
Studeiita and Alumnae are one of the main features!
All right, people, wlien Aunt Dora of Cousin Susie
Jane grips that, croquet mallet with vim and vengeanoe,
we wanta see you there with your chiu up, your pop.up,
and your hose rolled high! Yeah, man!