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...covers a multitude of duties; Miss Sherman is in charge of the problems, academic and otherwise, of the entire freshman class and keeps and watchful eye on all undergraduate extra-curricular activities, clubs, and Student Government workings. The small concave object at her feet in the picture is her dachshund, Klaus...
Despite their gloom, Austrians had enough resiliency left to tell stories in the cafes. A thin, shivering little Austrian dachshund, one story ran, met a couple of fat, puffing Czech mastiffs at the Czech border. "You don't want to come over here. Look how thin I am. It's cold here and there's no food," said the dachshund. "Never mind," replied the mastiffs, "at least we'll be able to bark...
...Dachshund Howled." "The coming winter," said Protocol M in a message for Red operatives, "will be the decisive period in the history of the German working class. . . . This battle is ... for starting positions for the final struggle. . . ." Then the language became more explicit. Communist cadres would foment hunger demonstrations among factory workers to disrupt production. Transport workers would be prodded to tie up food distribution. The timetable charted general strikes for March, when stocks of fall potatoes would be running out and the Ruhr would be at its hungriest. "The Soviet Union," ran the assurance, "can and will support this...
...Protocol M authentic, as the British said it was? German Communists ridiculed the idea. Sneered Soviet-licensed Berlin am Mittag: "Auntie fainted and the dachshund howled with terror as news of the plot came over the radio. . . ." But other Germans asked themselves: Didn't Protocol M check with Moscow's avowed aim to wreck ERP? Wasn't the Ruhr a logical Communist objective? If the protocol was not the gospel from Belgrade, what was the gospel...
...Housemasters, and they should be able to fend for themselves. Picture a bevy of pet flamingoes gambolling in the Lowell quadraugle, and then ask yourself if the ruling should stay. Only one answer is possible. Picture the physics concentrator taking a moment off from his studies to pat his dachshund, and think again. Let us hope that in the future "feeding time at Winthrop House" will take on a new, more exciting meaning...