Word: beers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...then for fun. In Slichter Hall, the modern new men's dorm, a bunch of ex-G.I.s played an endless card game called Schafskopf. In the Rathskellar (see cut) of the $2,650,000 Memorial Union, one of the few places on any U.S. campus where 3.2 beer is sold, the jukebox blared Slow Boat to China. A waiter deftly scooped the head off three beers with one flick; a lone engineer, studying in a corner, made a quick calculation on his slide rule; and a tired-looking veteran's wife smacked her squalling youngster smartly...
...outgrown dormitories, boarding houses, and the fraternities and sororities on Langdon Street, spilling over into Army barracks, an ordnance works and three trailer camps. It now costs about $1,000 a year to go to college in Madison, for board, room and tuition, with not much left over for beer, dates and phonograph records...
Once a week for 81 years (wartime excepted), the reigning wits of Punch have met in an elegant office at London's 10 Bouverie Street to eat, drink beer, make puns, argue politics and carve their initials in the dining table. Last week, at the famed Punch Round Table, the ghosts of onetime Punchinellos Tennyson, Thackeray and Mark Lemon might have quit the premises in disgust. For the first time in its history, the venerable humor magazine was to have an editor who was an artist instead of a writer...
Gustave Courbet was a handsome farmer's boy who grew up to be a beer-swilling, loud-mouthed giant-and one of the great painters of the 19th Century. While he lived, Courbet was generally belittled, and after his death he was eclipsed by the sunny brilliance of Manet. But the retrospective exhibition of Courbet's art staged in a Manhattan gallery last week, the biggest Courbet show ever seen in the U.S., gave ample proof of the big fellow's permanence and power...
...Beer from a Bottle. Bebop has been around for seven or eight years, and something of a fad for two, but experts still disagree over what it is, and whether it will last. Gusty, oldtime Blues Singer Chippie Hill says flatly and hopefully that "It won't last. My 16-month-old niece does it when she drinks beer out of her bottle, and does it better than any of them." To the naked ear its shrill cacophony seems anarchistic; on repeated hearings it becomes clear that the players planned it that way. Duke Ellington, now a disc jockey...