Morfit and the finks coming in loud and clear. We survived the onslaught from our editor after the last edition. So, we have a new batch of news to tell you.

A collection would be greatly appreciated for Jim (sugar‑foot) Wallace '63. He has been digging in the wastebaskets in the student lounge. We hear that he is now wearing an old Pepsifilled shoe that he found buried deep in the basket.

Carol Artner '62, had tears in her eyes ever since she got her license and no longer has Mr. Schmidt for a driving teacher.

Mr. Gaston Freeman's best study hall award is seriously at stake. What with all the undesirable characters residing there. Last week it was George (wildman) Kurinsky '63, and now this week it is Rog Halvorsen '63, who is causing all the commotion.

Recently Al Werhane '63, and Alison (the bird) Dickinson '65, found that they both could not fit in the same sweater, so now they are going to try a trench coat.

Did you hear about the new club at Maine West? They just broke a new record. Somehow they managed to get 14 people into one car. Who were they? Not to mention any names, but one boy nicknamed Greasy (Leroy Schlegel '63) instigated the whole thing.

A funny thing happened today. Pat Novak '63, offered me 25 cents to put her name in the paper.