Soturday, Februory 11, 1939

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What To Do!
Read This
If You Seek Ar Anti-Climax,
Ann Arbor Is The Place For You;
Just Ask The Local Merchants
Each year at this time, when the af-
fair of the year hits Ann Arbor, to leave
devastation, headaches, and empty wal-
lets in its wake, it will bring with a prob-
lem that is now causing University stu-
dents to lose more man hours of sleep
than a decade's accumulation of cram-
ming for finals. The problem is "What
to do?"
To those who do not realize how
grave this problem is may we point out
that at least 300 students are importing
dates, and that while the inimitable
Henry Busse, and the irresistible Count
Basie will provide adequate amusement
for the gala evening, there remains the
question of what to do during the rest
of the week-end after the little woman
has been duly impressed with the sar-
torial elegance of Michigan in tails and
strapless evening gowns.
Gloomy Saturday
Saturday morning will appear very
like "Gloomy Monday" over a bromo
seltzer, and it will continue to seem
that way unless the enterprising male
has a complete schedule worked out to
keep his bored date from getting bored-
er.
The first thing to do Saturday morn-
ing is to call your date (The Police De-
partment as a precautionary measure
against an epidemic of murder has
issued emergency edicts prohibiting
phone calls before noon after J-Hop)
and inform her that you are feeling
appropriately gay and sprightly, and
that she should put on her old grey
galoshes preparatory to an around-
town trek. Unfortunately Ann Arbor is
not blessed with glass-roofed sight-
seeing busses, ("See Grant's Tomb,
Chinatown, the Mulberry Bend" etc.)
So walk you will, since the local autorie
has informed us that their exceedingly
limited supply of gasoline buggies has
been reserved since before you were
even planning for J-Hop.
She'll Be Game
You have now called for your date
who looks a little ragged, and her
forehead is still pale where she had
kept an ice-bag all morning, but she
is - game nevertheless. The League, if
she is staying nearby, or the Brown
Jug if she is located pro tem on the
other side of campus, will serve admir-
ably as a place to partake of a light
lunch. Under no conditions let your
generosity run away with you in order-
ings a replete dinner. The little woman
will. appreciate a thin sandwich and
some black coffee far more than chicken
a la King, or old reliable steak and
potatoes.
After your light snack you are off.
First stop is undeniably the Rackham
Building, sometimes known as the Taj
Mahal of Ann Arbor, and it's a great
start too. The uninitiated date will be
awed at the first sight of the grandiose
lobby and her awe will increase from
that point. She will not close her mouth
or stop saying "Ohhhh, how glorious,"
until you deliver her back onto the cold
realistic world of the sidewalk outside
of the Rackham wonderland. If the
building itself should somehow fail to
be sufficiently impressive you might
mention that it was built at a cost of
$1,560,000, which is a lot of money
even to girls imported for J-Hops.
From there the next stop is the Car-

illon Tower. Visiting hours are from
2 to 4 p.m. and while you make the
dizzy ascent you will sound omniscient
if not absolutely clairvoyant to inform
the young lady that the tower is 192
feet high, and houses in addition to
the replete set of chimes a 12 ton bell
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"Stop Calling Me Fanny!"

Duchin Likes
J -Hop Bands;
Or, So He Says
Eddy Duchin sat at a table in the
Terrace Room of the Statler in De-
troit, listening to a rhumba played by
Xavier Cugat and orchestra. The magic
piano fingers thoughtfully stroked the
side of his face.
"Count Basie?" he asked your Daily
reporter. "Basie is wonderful He's a
protege of Benny Goodman, you know.
He broke all records recently playing
at the Famous Door on 52nd Street in
New York."
"Yes," Mr. Duchin continued, "that's
really a swell band. As a matter of fact,
it's one of the greatest colored bands.
Basie plays a marvelous piano. You
won't be disappointed."
"Henry Busse is one of the greatest
stylists," Mr. Duchin went on, his eyes
following the mbvements of the dancers
on the floor.
."You've got those two bands for your
J-Hop?" Mr. Duchin smiled, his eyes
twinkled. "Well," said he, emphatically,
"you've got something!"
in DETROIT
DINING ROOM
and
LOUNGE BAR
TEMPTI NG-
Supper dishes and special sand
wich menu served in the de
lightfully different atmosphere
of Detroit's most popular diing
room and lounge bar . . . serv-
ing the finest in foods and liq-
uors at surprisingly moderate
prices . . . entertainment every
evening.
MAKE-
The Detroit-Leland your hotel
headquarters after the "J-Hop."
You will enjoy the friendly hos-
pitable surroundings for the
continuance of festivities. At-
tractive, comfortable accommo-
dations from $2.50 single, $4.00
double and $5.00 twin-bedded
. . . all rooms with private bath
and outside exposure.
CONVENIENT-
Parking facilities . . . Garage in
connection.
Detroit-Le land

HOTEL
Cass and Bagley Avenues
Detroit, Michigan
Charles H. Lott, General Mgr.

COLLEGIATE SHOE SHOP