I am sore. A little over two years ago I came to Dartmouth as green as grass. I was hazed, and any man who lived in South Mass that year will confirm the statement. I got up early in the morning and galloped over to the flagpole and back in pajamas or I got paddled. Wearing knickers or sweaters was unknown to a freshman then, and a soup green hat always balanced 'twixt his ears. I have never heard any '33 man regret those things. Best of all, we got to know our classmates by seeing them wear a fresh hat.
Last fall freshman rules were abolished except for the hat rule. Then most of the hat wearers went on strike and nullified that one. Conditions are the same this year only worse. The result is that the class of '35 in too doggone cocky. There are a few exceptions of course, but the majority need to have the concelt paddled out of them. It was good for us two years ago and, forsooth, it would be just as good for them now. Furthermore, as far as I know freshman rules never hurt anybody very much. I would like to see them come back. What th' heck!
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