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...well sleep in ski pants." Amherst parties "are definitely of the beery, spur-of-the-moment variety"; a Holyoke girl once complained that "all they ask you for is to sing tenor in some quartet." Princeton parties are held "in rooms that seem no larger than a small station wagon." And a Yale football weekend is "one continuous cocktail party, punctuated by an occasional dance and an afternoon sitting in the cold to sober...
Extensive practice has been the keynote for the Crimson harriers this week, and Mikkola's makeshift taxi-service--an HAA laundry wagon and his own private car--has been running steadily transporting runners to and from practice grounds around Boston. "We can't go too much trouble if it means a chance of beating Yale," Mikkola asserts. "Twice in a row is too much," Mikkola adds. "I'd hate to see it happen a third time...
Illinois. There was little doubt that arch-isolationist Senator "Curly" Brooks would easily defeat the Democrats' leftish Paul Douglas, who ignored the party regulars, doggedly waged a futile one-man campaign from his station-wagon jeep. But the Republicans' handsome playboy, Governor Dwight Green, was facing real opposition from political amateur Adlai Stevenson (TIME, March 8).Backed by the nominally independent (but actually pro-Republican) Chicago Daily News, with the full support of other papers as far away as the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Candidate Stevenson was hitting hard at graft, shakedowns and kickbacks in the state administration...
Pickup. In Washington, Larimer's Market was boosting its business by literally picking customers up on the streets. It sends out a station wagon to cruise in the store neighborhood every day, bring back pedestrians who hail it at its regular stops...
...inside the huge, dark loft, and the dust begins to swirl and the ones on the wagon are pitching hay up at you as fast as they can, and you are trying tp stow it back in the loft. In about two minutes the place begins to put on a very good imitation of purgatory, for the sun is beating down mercilessly on a tin roof over your head, and the loft is one big black Stifling oven. I wish I had thought a little about that cow barn, back in the days when I was committing so many sins...