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The Belles of Saint Mary’s February 25, 194^ Freshman Janie Pardon me wliilc I swoon! It seems to be the thing to do—since I’t6 just been listening to “4-F Sinatra.” Guess I must be gettin’ immune ’cause he didn’t put me out of commission tonight. I think everybody sort of swooned when he sang that song Bessie May Mucho, though. Maria Legg says Bessie May must be some gal to have a song like that written about her! /Somebody said an awful lot of j)eople swooned over the preachers. Sue Everett seemed to think one of ’em looked like Paul Heinreid (1 dunno how you spell it!) and she just couldn’t eat for looking at him! Of course Betty Winslow was sent— but definitely! Ida Eaye Vann says she’s going on a diet some time next year, so she’s storing up while she’s got the time—though the Toddle House is having difficulties keeping hamburg ers ’ll’ pies in stock! Somebody said Jean Campbell’s been muttering phrases in Espahol to herself for some time now. It’s nice to see people so fond of their studies. Flash! The great Moomaw has been stumped by some insignificant plebiaii. Somebody asked her if she believed in interdigitation for col lege girls, and she said, “I don’t know.” Now I know she certainly would have said “yes” if she’d known what it meant. Well, any how, I don’t think it’s such a debat able, subject. Notice: I used to do a thriving business up here on third floor, but it seems tliat my schedule isn’t filled every night as it used to he. Could it be that jieople aren’t taking baths anymore? Signed—Ann Edmunds. Has anyone seen Helena Williams lately? You see, I’m sort of worried about her. She had a rather “beat- uj>” look about her the other day when she staggered out of tlie gyni. ’Course 1 know I’m not responsible ’cause all 1 did was stand on her shoulders and then later fall on toj) of her while she was trying to hold me U]) in the air. I just think it’d be kind of humane, though, to ask about her, don’t you? One of those seniors told me the other day that May Bunn blushed so hard not long ago that her hair even turned red—but 1 don’t believe a word of it! After all, whatta they thing I am—gullible? Well, I must say adlos and go study Espafiol. Oil yes, 1 almost forgot—I’ve fjot to mention Harriet AVhitaker and Betty Edwards. After all, they’ve only been bribing me for ])ul)licity for the jiast two weeks— and now I’ve got my jirice! Come to think of it, I gness they’re worth mentioning. BIRTHDAYS February— 25— B'c.ss I’arker Banks 26— S])ot Baskerville 27— Virginia Smith Barnie White March— 1—Sara Stockton 6— Marguerite Thompson 4—Sue Everett 7— Betty Ann Cooper Gwen Hughes Sally Hamsey 10—Frances Williams PRIV.XTK .JONKS (From P. 1) cial interest is the stockade file; I have become so familiar with it that I sometimes identify a prisoner as “one of our boys”—much to the amusement of my . fellow-workers. Most of the interviewing and testing of the Armored School’s bad boys and psychological misfits go on right in our office. There is never a dull moment. JVIy assignment has given me direct contact with a side of life which no until now has been no more to me than a few chajiters in a sociolop-v text. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. I.IFK IN I5ARRACKS And then there is the barracks life. Miss Harvey and I often won der what some of our former Saint Mary’s students would think of it. Up at six every morning (or a good bit earlier when we happen to draw K.P. or stove detail), clean-uj) de tail before breakfast, making our double-decker bunks in the prescrib ed manner, seeing that our individ ual areas are thoroughly G. I. (you get a gig if there is so much as a bohbie pin in an unauthorized place or a speck of dust anywhere), stand ing personal inspection in military formation (a gig if your hair is not above your collar or your shoes are improperly shined—and four gigs in a month mean extra fatigue duty on Sunday), then on Friday nights an extra dose of “G.I.’ing” (window washing and floor-scrubbing) for special inspection on Saturday. RRENIA' OP RECREATION As for recreation, there is plenty of that too—much more than we have time for. Almost every night there are G. I. parties to which the WAGS are invited, but Mias Harvey and I haven’t braved any of them yet. We go to movies fairly often; the post has a number of theatres, and all the best new movies come here (only 15c admission!). We go to the service club occasionally, espe cially to its very attractive music room. Several ofiicers’ families (mostly Saint Mary’s contacts) have made us at home in their homes; and we have also made some friends among enlisted men who have been in The Armored School since we came here. Then there is the time- honored recreation of loafing around the barracks. In fact, this letter got oft' to a very poor start because when I began it IVIiss Harvey and the friend who visited Saint Mary’s with her were lying on the opposite bunk working a cross-word puzzle aloud, and I naturally had to have my say in that. One very un-G. I. pastime is the spreads we have al most any night and all day Sunday. Besides all the things you might have at a dormitory party, we have a choice of hot drinks—coffee, tea, or cocoa. Don’t think this is characteristic of Army life. It’s just a little custom our coal stoves inspired us to adopt, and as yet Uncle Sam hasn’t gotten around to stopping us. WOMEN CAN DO MORE -\.nd there are other things about women soldiers that the old gentle man is taking a while to catch on to. Most of us feel that he hasn’t learned yet how much work a woman can do and would be glad to do. But the boys are moving out fast now. Per haps we’ll be in over our ears before we know it. Perhaps some of you will be in with us before it is all over. Affectionately yours, Martha DAiiXEv Joxes. Pfc. Martha D. Jones, A405711 WAG Det., The Armored School Fort Knox, Kentucky. ft MY DAY”... As I’m only a beautiful flowered handkerchief belonging to a Saint Mary’s girl, you doubtless think my life quite prosaic. It isn’t—not in the least. I’ve always my weekly bath to look forward to; do let me tell you about it. Preferring to be laundered on Friday morning, I slip into my mis tress’ laundry bag on Thursday night. In company with a crowd of sheets and shirts and other friends, I am carried by push cart to the laundry building frightfully early Friday morning. .\s soon as wo arrive, a laundry worker pulls my friends and me from our hag and checks our names on a paper slip. We then are sorted. Frail objects are i>nt in tubs to bo hand-laundered, hut objects of superior quality and constant color, such as I, are carried to a cylindrical cradle or, to be tech nical, a wash wheel. If you’ve ever been in a wash wheel, you know the delightful sensation you have when you rock rapidly hack and forth in side, peening out the little holes in the wooden top, feeling the good hot water, and tasting the delicious soap. -\fter our fifteen happy minutes there, a laundress piles a great crowd of us into the revolving part of the merry-go-round, or aluminum ex tractor, and so there will be space in the center, presses us against the ])crforated sides. When the machin ery is turned on, steam, pulleys, belts, and all kinds of fascinating things co-operate to give us a thrill. They make us whirl around and around at a terrific speed. Of course the wind created by our raj)id move ment simply slings our bath water through the holes in the merry-go- round sides. When we come out, we are still damp, but our spirits are not. In fact, we feel equal to the next step in our adventure, the press ing. As I’m only a small handker chief, I j)refer to be pressed on the steam jiressing board. Eeally, that is delightful. It makes me feel as though 1 were a delicious waffie in a smooth waffle iron. To be perfectlv frank, I’m glad I’m not a sheet and don’t have to be sli]>ped under those five big pressing rollers. I’m also thankful I’m not a skirt and don’t have to be j)ressed around the edges by hand when I leave the j)resser. When my laundering is completed 1 merely relax in the cubby hole as signed mj' mistre.ss’ belongings. I am free to wonder why the horseshoe hangs over the ironing boards, to hear the eleven laundresses sing, to smell the steam, to listen to the radio, or to hear the wonderful click ing, sizzling, bumping noises all around me. Eeally, it is blissful. Soon, however, it is late afternoon and time for my friends and me to be checked out and carted away. Once home, I immediately make an earnest effort to become dirty enough for another delightful trip to my beloved laundry. At The Theaters February 26-JIarch 11 .A.MRASS.lI)OR 26 Sahara. H. Bogart. 27-29 Oy Havoc. A. Sothern. 1- 4 No Time for Eov^e^ F. MacMurray, C.'^Colbert. 5- 7 In Our Time. P. Henreid, I. Lupino. 8-11 Destination Tokyo. C. Grant. PAEACE 2 6 Syncopation. J. Cooper, Six Name Orchestras. Wings Over tlie Pacific. E. Norris, I. Cooper. 27-2 9 Sahara. H. Bogart, B. Bennett. 1- 2 Cry Havoc. A. Sothern, M. Sullivan. 3- 4 Black Dragons. B. Lugosi Once Upon a Honeymoon. C. Gi’ant, G. Rogers. 5- 7 No Time for Love. F. AlacMurray, C. Colbert. 8- 9 In Our Time. P. Henreid, I. Lupino. Something to Fight About. STATE 26 Women in Bondage. N. Kelly, G. Patrick. 27-29 Heni'y Aldrich, Boy Scout. J. Lydon, C. Smith. 1- 2 Beautiful But Broke. J. Davis, J. Frazer. 3- 4 Mr. Nlug Steps Out. East Side Kids. 5-11 Fighting Seabees. J. Wayne, S. Haywood. CAPITOIi 26 Blazing Guns. K. Maynard, H. Gibson. 27 Charlie Chan of the SecrO S>rvice. S. Toler. 28-29 Rangers of Fortune. F. MacMurray, A. Dekker. 1 What a Man. J. Downs, W. McKay. 2- 4 Hands Aei’oss the Border. R. Rogers, R. Terry. 5 Coming Round the MouH" tain. B. Burns, J. Coloua- 6- 7 Girl Crazy. M. Rooney, J. Garland. 8- 9 Revenge of the Zombies. J. Carradine, V. A. Borge- 10-11 Stranger from Pecos. J. Mack Brown. VARSITY 26 Five flraves to Cairo. F. Tone, A. Baxter. 27-28 Dixie. B. Crosby, D. Lamour. 29 Paris Calling. R. Scott, E. Bergner. 1 Burma (,'onvoy. C. Bickford, E. Ankers. 2- 3 DiiBjirry Was a liiidy. R. Skelton, L. Ball. 4 Crime Doctor. W. Baxter. M. Lindsay. 5- 6 So Proudly We Hail. C. Colbert, P. Goddard. 7 Bombay Clipper. 8 Hangmen Also Die. B. Donlevy, W. Brennan. 9-10 Crystal Ball. R. Milland, P. Goddard. _ . 11 I'Yankenstein fleets man. L. Chaney, B. Lugb WAKE 26 Danger, Women at Wot*^' P. Kelly. 27-28 Captive Wild Woman. E. Ankers, J. Carradine. Taxi, Jlister. W. Bendix, G. Bradley- 29- 1 Human Comedy. M. Rooney. Boml)ei-’s Moon. ,,o G. Montgomery, Annabe 4 Hi ya. Chum. 5- 7 .\ Star Is Born. F. March, J. Gaynor. 5 Ikirkgroiind to Danger. H. Bogart. 9-11 Here Comes Elmer. 2- 3
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