Word: cards
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Every undergraduate begins his Alumni history long before he leaves college. At the end of his Freshman year, a card with his class standing and record enters the files. When he leaves college, he advances to a second file where his mailing address is recorded The last step for an alumnus is the decreased list which fills six cases with the names of dead alumni...
...constitution of the SDA declares against "Communists and all other totalitarian groups," and the debate on the amendment revolved around the question of whether every HLU member could support this stand. The proposed amendment would have required every man in HLU to get an SDA membership card and thereby personally back their principle of non-affiliation with Communists...
Manhattan was just about the halfway mark in its schedule of 56 concerts in 57 days. Almost everywhere the San Franciscans have played to capacity audiences. Their biggest drawing card was their 72-year-old conductor, twinkle-eyed little Pierre ("Papa") Monteux, who was Serge Koussevitzky's predecessor in Boston 23 years ago. New York had seen him as guest conductor, but never with the orchestra he has led with distinction for twelve years. Some Manhattan critics found his orchestra weak in the strings and noisy in the brasses, but all praised Monteux' skilled, sensitive conducting...
...rubles a month (the price of 2 lbs. of smoked sausage). However, the new overlords, i.e., Russian officials, technicians, "Heroes of the Soviet Union," local Communist big shots, get special privileges. They are known as "limit people" (those who receive the top category of limitnaya kartochka, i.e., ration card). Their ration includes 16 lbs. of meat a month, they are assigned special restaurants, special baths (much of the plumbing is dilapidated), special shows and concerts. A current bitter crack in Riga: "All they are waiting for now is special brothels...
Just before 3 o'clock one afternoon last week, Mackenzie King walked down a third-floor corridor in Ottawa's Parliament Building, and turned into the comfortable lounge of the Press Gallery. For once there was no one at the card table; only a few reporters were in the room. But the P.M., eyes a-twinkle at his little surprise, waited while the rest were rounded up. Then he gave out his news...