It was a beautiful day for a ball game, folks, as the first Company kept the beaten string of the faculty intact. Of course, we realize it means a sojourn at Sampson for most of us, but it was worth it. They've beaten us in the classroom so often we thought revenge would never be ours. The score reached 10 to 2 and was still climbing as we left for Cowie-chowie.

After the tilt, a peek at the latest conduct report shows:

CROWE, A. L. Restricted to limits from 1200 17 June to 1200 19 June. Offense--Striking an officer at second base.

BATEMAN, Wm. Restricted, 1200 17 June to 1200 19 June. Offense--Clipping an officer at second base.

DEVER, J. Restricted, 1200 17 June to 1200 19 June. Offense--Scoring on error by second baseman. (The cad, on a bounder, too.)

Incidentally, Lt. Towne, you looked great out there at second base. As usual, that eminent financier and V-loan specialist "Weeds" Nillson played a terrific game at short. On one play, a slashing line drive was hit over second base. Prof. Nillson dove for the ball. He speared it with his gloved hand. Then he fainted. Speed-merchant Bursk could not seem to get together with himself. Chuck Livesey played a terrific game at the bat and in the field. (So what? Sources is our toughest course.)

For the younger men, the Midshipmen, the lineup of stars was too long to mention. Diano really starred between innings as he peddled Sloan's Liniment and blood plasma to the creaking members of the faculty.

To paraphrase Professor Hanson's quotation by Westbrook Pegler on Eleanor's solution to the plight of the white-collar worker, "What the white collar worker needs is a good laundry." Along this same line it is interesting to watch our room-mate struggle through his washing every Monday afternoon. He never can seem to get his paper collars to come out as well as his Kleenex does.

FLASH. Late last night in an embroiled caucus the men of Company 1 decided that Roosevelt had been in long enough. They did recognize that he has given to the country a great many things, such as: SEC, HOLC, RFC, OPA, WPB and V-12; the last, his greatest contribution. But when the Naval Uniform shop can't get our whites here on time for graduation, and their grays split every time we bend over, we must have new leadership. Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the party and put Sam the Tailor at the helm. (This is not paid advertising; we just like Sam.)

While we're in the electing mood, we think that "our girl" Helen, our current "wait-for-early-in-the-morning-outside of-classrooms-girl," should be elected to some honor. Certainly anyone who wields the power over us as she does should be put into some office. She is truly a "leader of men."