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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There are also two poems. One, fashionably devoted to the theme of postwar disillusionment, is called "Faust 1945" and reiterates the tired soldier's discovery that there's no solace for the sterile soul in drink, dames, or solace for the other, a sort of love lyric by the Advocate's new President, is called "Song," and succinctly continues the tradition of conventional obscurity which has become, one is tempted to say, a hallmark of the magazine. This particular poem is written in three four-line stanzas and makes no pretense of intellectual content. Instead, it tries to convey...

Author: By Aloysius B. Mccabe, | Title: ON THE SHELF | 11/12/1949 | See Source »

...think that was something, you should have seen them senior picnics," he said. "Why they used to drink a gallon of beer apiece and all sobered up by jumping in the bay and trying to catch a greased...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Ex-Yard Cop Misses Good Old Beery Days | 11/2/1949 | See Source »

...funniest thing, though," he said "was a bunch of fellows in the Yard after graduation. They were so pied they could hardly walk. One of the soberer ones staggered up to me, pulled out his diploma case and said, "John, have a drink...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Ex-Yard Cop Misses Good Old Beery Days | 11/2/1949 | See Source »

...around, drink tea and eat crackers and caviar," according to Alexander Ogloblin '51, president of the organization. He explained yesterday the club is for study of the Russian languages. It is neither political nor ideological...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Russian Club Out; Slavic Society In | 11/2/1949 | See Source »

...thing, the current Ladies' Home Journal was carrying an exposé of such societies that quoted a former Portland boy named Chuck Swanman. On "Hell Night" he had been taken to a faraway golf course "where the cops can't hear you yell," forced to drink a mixture of a searing hot sauce compounded with pepper and garlic and ordered to smoke a handful of cigars, inhaling every puff. After he vomited, the "hackers" went to work, whacked him 50 times with an inch-thick paddle. "Some of the kids give themselves shots of Novocain," Chuck reported...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: High-School Hell | 10/31/1949 | See Source »

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