larch 31.
THE SALEMITB
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Hehi heh! So we thought Salem was dead! Well, it took
N practically back| to the old days to hear all that yelling and
jtarrying on the other night at the game. If the poor faculties
fould hold out long enough, don’t you think we ught to chal
lenge them again . . . this time in' some other field perhaps ?
I It was a treat to go to the Moravian Church Sunday
Jight. How anybody ever knows where to take the tune next
a mystery to me . . . and a mystery, I dare say, to the night-
Ugale on my right. Golly!
' A firing squad is the only fitting thing for these people
>fho assign quizzes right before vacations. Is it that they don’t
bow that we’ re been through with, these term papers and po-
itical campaigns and spring fevers? . . . orj is| it that they hav-
*n’t anything to do during the holidays except grade papers?
'Veil if it’s the latter, there are just lots of us who’d be willing
!o schedule their vacation time for them.
And on the poll about a five-day sehool-week, here are
Itie results: only six| faculties . . . two for and four agin; nine-
een resident students for and thirty-nine against; one day stu-
lent for and eighteen against; and six unclassifieds ... two for
l>nd four against. To save you from over-taxation, the total is
lixty-five. against thei twenty-four who' want it. But what hap-
)ened to the other two-hundred persons in Salem, please?