Saucers Real? Maybe, Local Authority Says
Hugh J. Pruett, astronomer for
the extension division, said recently
that “too many responsible people
had reported seeing flying saucers
whose words couldn’t be doubted.”
A boy called him up Tuesday and
excitedly told him about a very
graceful obpect which he believed
to be a flying saucer which “had
suddenly gone out like a light.”
Many of the rumors about flying
saucers, Mr. Pruett said, turn out
to be sandhill cranes, seagulls, or
stars. Two years ago even the
planet Venus was suspected .
However, airplane pilots and
other people, among them Henry
Taylor, the radio columnist, have
reported viewing the objects. Some
think the government is trying
some kind of experiment.
Mr. Pruett writes for 19 papers
and 5 radio stations as well as
teaching in the University Exten
sion Service and working in an
observatory.
E. G. Ebbinghausen, professor of
physics, gave as his opinion that
no really concrete evidence of the
existence of flying saucers has been
found.
He says that it is probably some
kind of an illusion, for it is easy
to mistake natural objects for un
latural ones. He added that the
Air Force conducted an investiga
tion and so far their report has
Jisclosed no actual evidence.
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way, we decided to upset tradition
and name a male for the “Eligible”
title. The lucky lad is Beta Sopho
more George McMath! Seems that
George hasn’t shared female com
panionship on a date since before
Thanksgiving, which, in his case, is
a tremendous endurance record.
Fraternity brothers recently inves
tigated his brand of soap but coo'd
find no solution for the situation.
Come on girls—bring George out
of his shell—Beta house number is
4-4241.
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snob—I despise snobsl
That’s just the trouble, Mister, a lot of people are snobs
and don’t know it!
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talking about.
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waiters? Give any dirty looks? And when you got on to
politics at lunch did you start picking any race apart—
make a few cracks about someone’s religion? You see,
that’s where the trouble starts.
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tolerant—but every time you make a crack like that you
are hurting your country’s unity.
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