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THE MICHIGAN DAILY

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 3, 1948

THE MICHIGAN DAILY WEDNESDAY, MAR05 8, 1948

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WHO DANCED AT WHOSE WEDDING?-High point of every
evening was the "jitterbug wedding"-western style (above).
Whooping it up, from left to right, are members of the "wedding
party": Pat Gurr (minister); Kiki Frick (bridesmaid); Mary Ann
Wickersham (bride); Dorothy'Hart (groom); Shirley Richardson
(father) and Jamie Schaeffer (best man).
FOUR LEAF CLOVER-Our photographer catches June Collins
(upper left) at a climactic point in a dance version of "Four
Leaf Clover," as another gala Alpha Chi Omega rushing party
gets underway.

AND THE RECEPTION FOLLOWED-Champagne. especially prepared by a national ginger-ale
manufacturing concern, helps guests celebrate after the wedding. Girls are (from top, left to right)
Jean Lindbloom, Carolyn Woodhams, Audrey Lawrence, Elizabeth Rettew, Meloday Damon, Jane
Gordon, Jean Glowaki and Edith Andrew. Daily-Patterson.

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BUT DID HE PLEDGE?-Bob Byerly, willing victim of a sorority's practice rushing session, sits
- bewildered, but ecstatically happy, as the girls "do their stuff." The cigarette burned, he said,
but he iidn't know how-no strength to puff ...
* * ** * *
Mock Sorority Rushing Stupefies Male

By BOB BYERLY
I was King for a Day.
Until last week I'd never won
a dime at poker and was always
having trouble with overdue li-
brary books. .
Then I got in on what was both
one of the most delightful lapses
from precedent of the .current
rushing season and my most stim-
ulating experience this semester.
Stimulating! It's the greatest
thing since electricity. Leave me
just sketch the highlights.
You come in the door and they
grab you. You think about cry-
ing out, and then the futility of it
impresses you, along with the fear
that you might wake up.
You are led to a chair, and five
beautiful girls come over and sit
around near you. They give you a
cigarette, light it, and it marvel-

ously starts to burn in spite of the
fact that you haven't the strength
to smoke it.
Now the whole grandeur of un-
dergraduate life starts to hit you.
This is college. Honors, football
letters, a basketball ticket-what
do they matter now?
Do you know who? From Steu-
benville? No, but I'd like to know
you better, with the dark hair. If
you'll just sign this contract-
Let me stop and make one think'
clear right here. I'm not an Epi-
curean, but I had given some
thought to the pleasures of this
life - baseball, good books, the
theatre - and this rushing had
never even occurred to me.
Over in the corner is a blur of
sheer beauty that would make
Billy Rose snowblind. One hands
you a cup of tea. There are no

university personnel around, and
you drink the tea down straight.
What in the devil are you taking
this semester? It was all clear
when you made out the card, now
everything is blank. Now nothing
matters but the blonde who asked
if you wouldn't like to 'take off
your galoshes..
Is this all claimed. yqu wonder.
Who owns all this? Is the govern-
ment thinking of setting aside all
these resources ' as a national
park? Do the Russians know about
this?
All right, you say, this can't last.
Go home and sleep it off. Find
your coat and the one who took it,
or just the one who took it, and
think of something else.
It may have been a mock rush-
ing ceremony, but brother, it beats
studying.

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