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T HE M IC H IG AN D A ILY

Saturday, February 12, 1938


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For Your Service
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After the J-HOP.
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Mazie 1ootie, The Indian Maid

Once Hale Carnegie's Sweetheart, From Wahoo, Neb.
She Became AStepping Stone
BE A SUCCESS AT THE PARTY disadvantages I had. I was going to
By HALE CARNEGIE the Hop with a girl named Mazie
(With Apalogiea to Yu-Knaw--Whs) Hootie, who was from my home town
One year I was at a J-Hop. I was of Wahoo, Neb. She was a half-breed
about 25 years old then (I took a long
time getting through school because I given to shrill war hoops and savage
made sure before I :eft that every- Indian dances, both of which, I knew,
body adored me), and I was pretty would embarrass me at the J-Hop.
much the life of the party. As I She was also a Republican.
scrubbed my teeth-a big asset even That problem wouldn't trouble me
in Detroit-the night of the Hop, I at all today. But in those days, be-
told myself, "Hale, you've got to be fore I had made myself the All-
calling Governor Comstock by his America Stuffed-Shirt, such prob-
first name before you leave the lems were difficult for me. I thought
place." a long time. Finally I got the answer.
This would seem an impossible feat It was as simple as this: \ 4
to most men. But it would seem even I met Mazie on the Huron River
more difficult to a man who had the right across from the Michigan Cen-
MAZIE HOOTIE

When they were on the best of terms,
which was in a few minutes, she in-
troduced us. Very quickly I said,
"Blooey. B-1-o-o-e-y. Right, isn't
it?" He said yes, and I ran into the
station and wrote it 35 times on the
station manager's blackboard.
Then my break came and I pounced
on it. The Governor came in looking
for Blooey. He, like all great men,
wanted to do justice. "Where can I
find Blooey?" he shouted.
'Right out here, Bill (for this was
my opportunity)," I said excitedly.
"Don't be so formal, young man,"
he said. "Call me Cuddles."
"O.K., Cuddles," I shouted as I ran
out the door.
Mr. Blooey brought Mazie in and
introduced her to the Governor, who,
in making up to Blooey, agreed with
Blooey that she was a good Indian.
Then Blooey turned to me and said,
"This is Mr. Knegle, or Knappie, or
what is your name, anyway?" This
is where I got a bad opinion of him.
"It's Carnegie - C-a-r-n-e-g-i-e,
Hale, and I already know Cuddles
anyway."
I didn't know the Governor by his
first name that night at the Hop, but
I was the only one on the floor who
called him Cuddles.
Autographs
Wherein shall be placed anony-
mous signatures, Sunday morning
shopping lists, cast iron telephone
numbers (please walk do not run)
and-accounts receivable.

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All J-Hop Pictures
by
ROBERT L. GACH CO.
(The Arcade Camera Shop)

14 Nickels Arcade

Dial 9028

tral railway station. She had come by
canoe, of course. This was unfortun-
ate for me, because she was in an
ugly mood after having had to por-
tage thelast 25 miles. But, being a
good Indian, she smiled broadly (I
immediately began polishing her
teeth, for that's a good asset even in
East Lansing).
Let me shift the scene. The Gover-
nor was arriving at Ann Arbor on
the Michigan Central. His secretary
a Mr. Blooey, whom I later did not
consider worthwhile enough even tt
slap on the back, was saying softly to
himself, "Blooey for Governor. Bloo-
ey for Governor. Blooey for Gover-
nor. Blooey for Gov . . . .
"What's that," Mr. Comstock de-
manded.
"Nothing, sir," Blooey answered. "
didn't say a thing."
"You did too," the Governor said
"You said 'Gilhooly for Governor,'
and you're fired." Whereupon the
Governor threw him out the window
I learned about all this later 'hen
came to know George, the porter, very
well (I always gave George a dime
and a slap on the back, which was as
satisfactory as a fifty-centtip tohim
Mazie and I were just to the tracks
when Blooey came sailing out the
window. He fortunately lit on his feet
(if I were the ordinary man I would
have said "head," for I actually have
no idea where he landed). Mazie, be
ing a good Indian, became a goot
Samaritan, which was a good thing

Social Chairmeni U
We still have a few bookings open for
Saturday night house parties. If you
forgot to call us, Do It Now!

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DANCING r
FEBRUARY 12
Now that the J-Hop is over, may we s uggest as a fitting climax to the perfect
weekend, dancing at the Union Saturday night. Music by that most popular of
Campus bands ... .
Bob Steinle's Band

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