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SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1934. Volume 5. Number 4.

Wikitoria Whispers and and "Smad" Hears

Wikitoria Whispers and and "Smad" Hears

A week or so ago the newspapers told us of the engagement of Zenie Henderson and Joe Mountjoy. We wish them all the best of luck and heartiest congratulations.

President R. J. Nankervis has been re-elected for a further term; we congratulate him on the achievement, and know that matters will be as quietly and efficiently managed as they were last year.

Congrat's, too, to Reg Larkin for his Plunket Medal Victory. This is the second time R. E. Lee has been piloted home to victory, for Don Priestley won with him in 1929.

We wish to deny all rumours that the biology class gives itself up to "wine, women and song." It definitely was not singing we heard when we put our official ear to the key-hole last Thursday.

The Senior XV. has made the 1st Division. Though it has not yet recorded a win, it has put up some very creditable performances, and we are still hoping for great things from it.

Exposed to rain and snow storms while unable to move freely on account of injuries sustained in a fall down a 500 foot slide, J. F. Lysaght, of C.U.C., ended a memorable vacation. He was accompanied by a first-year student, B. Mason, and together they were making a trip to Hokitika by the Three Pass route over the Alps when the accident occurred. Eventually Mason found musterers, who carried Lysaght back to safety. He was later admitted to the hospital with a broken arm.

On Saturday, June 16th, the Tennis Club tried an innovation in the form of a Coster Dance. The walls of the Gym. were covered with posters, while the majority of those present were in suitable, attire. Finally a plentiful supper of saveloys, with cakes and sandwiches for the more fastidious completed a well organised evening that merited better support than it received.

Talking of dances, we arrived lateish in an official capacity at the Football Club's dance last Saturday night, thinking to start a social chat column. The door-keeper was the first danger point; we were afraid they might have some burly Senior A forward there—but it was only Ted Blacker! So we put a headlock and bosten crab on him and mounted the Stairs. There George Sans-bury and Louis Seifert, in slight deshabille when compared with the formidable array of dinner suits, were looking very guilty new arrivals; so we imagined the party was about to start

Taking our editorial cuff into the middle of the room, we tried to find dresses or something to report, but everyone was more or less reasonably clad, and we couldn't find anything scandalous in the matter of partners or conduct—except perhaps what cheered and detained Captain Roi Diederich, Dennis Carey and George Rae so long before appearing. Disappointed. we retired to solace ourselves, and came back to find Nan Welch and Alf. Katz giving an exhibition—caught cheating in a "ta-ta" dance; too bad!