Wellesley's dark paths, hosts to many goodwill missions, were invaded last night by one of the strangest expeditions that ever left the Square. Equipped with washboards, a piano, and a set of drums, Peter Hewitt '48 and his "Pair of Dirty Stockings" were trying to prove to the Wellesley Institute of Foreign Students that early American jazz--New Orleans style at least--had never died.
Hewitt and his aides, Hoyt Ecker 48 and Daniel C. Gerould, were sure that the solid beat of the washboards could make love easy even at Wellesley. "If the UN had only known of us, things might be different," were Ecker's words as he swung into his Marmon. With a hand on the throttle, he added cryptically, "Jelly Roll has that something that Wellesley needs."
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