About The Red and Black (Athens, Ga.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (April 13, 1928)
T II E R E I) A N I) B [j A C K Page Ftv* Stuart, Staff Co rrespondent Reports Tour With Glee Club (By Kcno Stimrt) ON BOARD THE GLEE CLUB SPECIAL SOMEWHERE IN GEOR GIA, SOMETIME AFTER EASTER. —As the star reporter of The Red and Black, it befalls as my Rood luck to cover the outstanding events of the University each week. The hol idays gave me a fine opportunity to take a rest, but, alas, a greater op portunity came to me. It seems that the Glee club did not like my criticism, which I thought was unusually fair. At any rate, right after the publication of the last issue of The Red and Black, Mack Barnes came and searched me out early Saturday morning and told me that I would most surely change my mind if I saw his stars perform some more. He invited me to ac company them on the trip to Gaines ville, where the Brenau girls were given an opportunity to admire the manly figures in their thin red tux. Well, just as I predicted, the beer was beginning to ripen and was a pretty good drink even after less than a week on the road. Performance Improved The performance was quite im proved and the audience called the performers back many times to re peat their numbers. There was still much room for further improvement, though, and I told Mr. Barnes that the star critic of the University or gan could still say only that he saw possibilities for the future. Where upon, Mr. Barnes took my hint, swal lowed my bait, hook, line, sinker, and all and invited me to go with him on the rest of the tour. After having been treated as courteously as I have, it would be impossible for me not to send back at least one good word for the club. I have been sitting on the second row every night and Dan Tully has taken only two unsolicited cracks at me. I think I said that the Glee club needed pep. Well, I wish they would keep it all on the stage now, for they’ve gotten entirely too much. Between the rocking south Georgia train and these rollicking end-men, I can hardly write a word and I know R. E. Hamilton is tearing his hair at the telegraph station waiting for this copy. Bulldogs Gain On Every Play And again I am diverging from my purpose. In all seriousness, the Glee club has been received mighty well. Pants and sighs from all over the audiences indicate that the young ladies are most enchanted by the many soloists. The applause that comes at the end of every selection of the chorus shows how they have improved. The skit is in much bet ter shape, and boy. those Bulldogs are right! They ought to start playing for Billie Young's parties in Woodruff hall when we get back. I had to apologize to the end-men. The old humor in Athens was merely to pass away the time until they got to where their new jokes would be appreciated by the more broad-mind ed critics. And don’t think that string quartet doesn’t bring down the house. Jesse Drew and Luke Stancil certainly are rolling their eyes at the front rows. The Instru mental club has lived up to the standard I set for them last time. I advise by all means a full at- [ tendance at the Athens performance next week. These boys will be right. Believe me! That beer will be thoroughly aged by then. Stuart f s Easter Egg is Sweet to Secrest’s Mouth Students Paddle Their Own Canoe Home Via Oconee Hard-Boiled, Not Rotten, Eggs Routed Smithites, Says Stuart i The general secretary of the Uni versity Y. M. C. A. is showing his many friends this week a unique present from one of his student sat ellites. It is a large, enormous Easter egg. made especially for the secretary, with his name writteni in scroll across the article from end to end. The proud recipient refuses to make a statement as to whether the huge confectionery was sent in grat itude for tne splendid Easter egg hunt which the “Y” held just prior to the holidays. He stated, however, that it was given him by Rene Stuart, special feature writer, who with his cus tomary bigness of heart immediately thought of his old playmate at the University upon seeing the real candy egg and sent it to him. (By Sam Hirsch) Noble W. Jones and George Cris- field have accomplished a feat which will live long in the annals of his tory and geography. It will rank with the voyages of Columbus, Magel lan, La Salle, Stanley, and Lindbergh. These two Georgia students have proved that the Oconee river is nav igable, and they are probably the first to make the trip from Athens to Savannah by canoe. A wire to their parents Monday shewed that they had reached Louis ville, on the Ogeechee, 200 miles from their destination. They left Athens on the fifth of this month. Their route carried them down the Oconee, then on a portage to the Ogeechee. down which they proceed ed to the ocean. The coast was fol lowed to the mouth of the Savannah river, up which they proceeded to Savannah—their home port. Rapid progress was made consid ering that the trip was made by canoe. The journey was made ex citing by the fact that several mill dams had to be passed on the way. We arc in a quandary trying to figure whether George and Noble will be charged the traditional three bucks for over cuts or whether the university will present them with awards suitable for those who com pleted such a feat. (By Bene Stuart) Listen to my lament! The Uni versity of Georgia is suspected of being the seat of considerable toler ance and—whisper the word—liber alism. Of all places in which such a secret order as the Knights of the Koo Kiucks Klan should flourish, I dent of the Smith club, Mr. Gwynn Nixon. He had studied the subject at some length, and could have given his audience a good discussion of why Governor Smith should be nom inated. But those who opposed his views, in true sheet-shifting style, would naturally place the local cam- j prevented an expression of an opin- ptis among the last. jo n contrary to their own, thereby But alas for my hopes! It devel-i „„„ ,, T T, • .. , „ . . winning a moral victory, ops that the University of Georgia is the home of a hooded band—a kind ot course the method used by the of amateur, unauthorized, miniature ! Klucksers was highly original, being Konklave of the Klan. Let us | patterned after that pursued in the gather, friends, and weep for toler- old harum-scarum days when polit- ance—buried on the campus this past ieal parties employed professional Wednesday night. pugilists to stand guard over the The local klansmen made known 1 ballot box to remind, gently or oth- to the public their existence upon j erwise, the citizenry just who was the occasion of the recent parade by I the most deserving and most capa- the “A1 Smith-for-President” club, j ble candidate. And of course the of which I am a staunch and devoted I pillow-case prowlers were much member. Everybody knows the story j braver than the Smithites—there that is, all but the real facts were more of the former. Even a now in the case. Interfere with Speech I feel warranted in saying that the action of the local sheet-shifters de prived the impromptu audience of a well-prepared speech by the presi- ONE YEAR AGO -IN THE- RED and BLACK By Nathan Gans Twenty-six new members, includ ing 18 men and eight women are elected to Phi Beta Kappa, national honorary fraternity. Although the Georgia lacrosse team was first to score, they fell before Syracuse, the intercollegiate champions, 11 to 2. ".“ " ” " " ” X >< » H X X X X X x x x x :: x :: x x x x x :t ;i x x x :: x X it x XX >< X X >< s » X X X X X :: i « OUR MENUS CATER TO STUDENTS The seven "beauties” selected by Cecil B. DeMille for the 1927 Pan dora are: Marion Wolff, Atlanta: Mattiluci Jarmone, Orlando; Julia Meador, Atlanta; Miriam Furlow, Madison; Virginia White, Atlanta; Alice Carmichael, Atlanta; and Daisy Kemp, Miami. Mehre’s Sprouts Out More Space As Spring Comes klannish account of the affair gave the odds as being five to one. Eggs Few and Far Between It might not be amiss here to cor rect a few impressions created by partisan news stories of the Wed nesday night fracas. For one thing, I have interviewed every man in the Smith parade—all five of ’em—.o.n the subject of eggs. Like pigs, it appears that eggs is eggs—if any. It develops that tligre was one egg thrown, perhaps two, by the rarest stretch of the imagination three. It Students returning from holidays is claimed that they were left-overs to the haunts of the soda hounds j from the Y. M. C. A. picnic held found that besides the changes in the Academic and Y. M. C. A. build ing. including the new desk in the Dean of Men’s office, Mehre’s is moving next door to themselves and staying in the same place too. In other words this famed Bevo and Coca-Cola dispensary is enlarg ing. In the next door wl.l be some Wednesday. From the news ac counts sent out by the special klan korrespondent to the press, it would appear that a whole hen-house was let loose. Also, the special klan korrespond ent led his dear public to believe that nigh onto the entire student body appeared on either one side or the sixteen new tables with the usual ] other—but such was not the case, good service of Henry, Hoke and j As I have just stated, there were Willie to go with them. Mahogany five, or maybe six. Smith supporters paneled walls with electric candles ] in the parade; there were 25 or 30 and perhaps a brand new piano, and Koo Klucksers klucking about— a ladies’ rest room are some of the when kiucks could be heard from added features. Several new records for the phono- beneath the smothering sheets. I’d better sign off before I warm graph have been promised, includ- up to my subject. So I quit—with ing “Service with a Smile,” by soda jerk trio. Miss Martha Earnest spent holidays in Atlanta with friends. the a toast to the time when free opinion —political or otherwise—on the Uni versity of Georgia campus will not the ! suffer to be smothered under a sheet and a pillow-case! College Students accustomed to home cooking find our food suits their tastes Ask Those Who Dine Here REASONABLE RATES Clover Leaf Tea Room Clayton Street Athens, Georgia What Shakespeare says about Coca-Cola tinm IPm ; Delicious and Refreshing 9 9 ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA Act II. 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