KHAKI CLIPS
Rian, Bee*,
And Blooded,
By AL YOUNG
The Passing Parade—For a per
iod of nigh on to eleven months
now, we have been watching the
^weeks pass by in a methodical
fashion. Each day in the week has,
for us, its own peculiar aspects;
but Saturday is the most peculiar
and unique day of them all.
Saturday is one of those broken
up days -when we find ourselves
doing a little bit of everything
. . . going to school . . . taking
tests . . . drinking beer at Robin
son’s . . . leering at girls in jeans
and wondering what they look like
on the other six days of the week
. . . and in the evening we’re likely
to do any number of things; how
ever, most of them have to do with
getting to the liquor store before
eight o'clock.
r Of the aforementioned activities,
two stand out in our mind above
the rest: drinking beer at Robin
son’s and leering at girls in jeans.
Saturday afternoons at Robin
son’s has become almost a ritual
with us. Around four o’clock in
the afternoon, we start drifting
toward the place in the company
of some fabulous character. We
walk in, sit down, and light our
pipes. Then we take time off to
watch the antics of one “Whitey”
White who, in his capacity as host,
greets the customers and gives out
with a little bit of that well-known
personality. “Whitey” is especially
■ effective with the female clientele.
It seems that the personable Mr.
White knows every frill on the
campus that has ever consumed
beer iji any quantity. He can really
maneuver when the pressure is on.
Next, on our list of enjoyable
avocations, is this business of wom
en in jeans. We start looking when
the first gam passes our eight o'
clock history class on her way to
the Co-op. The type that is around
at that hour is, as a rule, a rather
bedraggled type. She looks like she
is about to work on the track-lay
ing gang for Southern Pacific . . .
railroad 'kerchief and all that sort
of thing.
Around eleven o'clock a more
interesting species appears before
our dimmers. You see we have a
geography class in Fenton hall
then and can overlook the tennis
court. Every time we have that
class we are reminded of the old
joke which says: a gal only gets
out of a sweater what she puts
into it; while in the case of shorts,
she only gets out what sticks out.
Saturday mornings really bring
out the truth of the above state
ment.
And finally, there is the Satur
day afternoon type. It seems that
on Saturday afternoon the various
houses have some sweet young
thing dress like an old farmer
(very old) and send her out to mow
the lawn. This is definitely not the
type that drives men mad with
lust. We saw one last Saturday
that would have made War Man
power Commissioner Paul V. Mc
Nutt turn pale with sadness over
the state of the nation. We can
hear him now, “Please, Mr. Roose
velt, peace at any price.”
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Each Complete...
By DICK MITRWAY
10 Short Short Stories
I
The girl, whom he had picked up
at the cheap dance hall, at last
told him her name was Betty.
II
Charlie moved a few steps to
the side of the man who was ner
vously stroking- a windburnt neck
with withered blue-veined hands
and got a match to light his cig
aret.
III
He had never done anything like
it before, but he saw these girls
squashing out whole cigarettes in
the dish on the table and getting
up to dance and he thought: “what
a waste.” He grabbed four or five
of the nearly-whole smokes and
fitted them into a tiny silver case
his brother had given him a long
time ago.
IV
me grass was very green around
the brown infield of the baseball
diamond. The broad-shouldered
left-hander who was batting- swung
hard at an inside fastball and the
white ball sailed far over the back
ground of green outfield grass.
V
Because there was no place else
to sit, he sat down on the park
bench beside the lean faced old
man. A black pipe hung from the
old man’s grey lips. Then the won
derful fragrance of the tobacco
leached him and he asked the old
man what blend he smoked. But
the old man snorted: “Aw, I don’t
remember. I just threw it to
gether.’’
VI
It was awfully funny that this
dark faced guy should have a gun
in his hand. It was funnier that the
guy should be pointing it at him
and saying he was going to shoot.
I But it was funniest that the guy
i did shoot and suddenly he was
dead.
VII
Jimmy was walking home from
school with the girl with the long
golden curls. The sun was bright
and someone had taught the birds
in the trees to sing “Beautiful
Dreamer.”
VIII
■ He and Andy sat next to each
other on the high stools and put
their elbows on dry spots on the
broad bar. They drank three shots
with beer chasers in rapid succes
sion, and he didn't feel so bad about
Dorothy saying she was busy and
couldn’t go out with him that
night.
IX
Walking alone on the white
crust of snowcovered streets was
quite something. He hadn’t felt so
free since the time long past when
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he'd untied his mother’s apron
strings with unsure hands.
X
The boogie woogie beat was in
side hint and twisting and making
him move his feet. He didn't know
what to do with his hands, until
he thought of going over to the
piano and putting a cigarette in
the player’s mouth.
Harry V. Benson Visits
Campus on Naval Leave
A-C Harry V. Benson, USN, Uni
versity graduate, recently visited
the campus on leave after gradu
ating from St. Mary's preflight
school, March 26. His next base
will be Livermore, California,
where he will train for three
months before going to Corpus
Christi, Texas.
Boys Play Ball Today
Boys’ intramurals scheduled for
Wednesday were called off because
of weather and will be played to
day. The schedule for today is:
Campbell co-op vs. Steiwer Boom
eis; Hamilton Leaders vs. the |
Boyds.
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(Continued from page one)
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