What are You Doing ?

Freshers, you have now been a week at Victoria. What have you done to justify your presence among us? You doubtless have seen senior students in various types of somnolent positions adorning the less conspicuous parts of corridors and common-rooms. This is apathy. Many couple this with somnambulism as being the two most popular factors in varsity life.

Out! Away with it! Such is impossible for you innocents just issuing in the bloom of aspiring youth from distant rustic solitudes. Moreover it takes much practice. Ambitious youngsters should be capable of something besides emulating the example of a few of their worn-out predecessors.

Freshers! Have you joined any clubs? There are some to suit every taste—and to spare. The Dramatic Club for Greta and Clark. Unless, of course, mother says No!

Have you given £5 to the Building Fund? If not, remedy the matter, for in the observance of this immemorial custom, lies the only sure road to our hearts. Freshettes please note and apply at once to the editors.

Again, have you subscribed to "Smad." No genuine V.U.C.-itE is complete without it. Only by a careful perusal of its pages can a student hope to attain and maintain that high moral and mental rectitude so characteristic of varsity life. In case you have forgotten it. V.U.C. is a lofty pinnacle arising from a sea of iniquity and slime.

Moreover it should be the wholehearted ambition of every self-respecting student to have an article published in "Smad." All contributions are welcome. Who knows what embryo genius will be uncovered, newly sprung from Little-Hole-in-the-Mud. No matter how badly you think of your own effort leave it in the rack for "Smad" and let us judge.

Freshers! Don't be backward! Cast out all thought of apathy, bashfulness and rusticity. Enter wholeheartedly into the ceaseless whirl of student life at Victoria. It's your only chance of ever responding to the glamour of youth. Surely everyone among you wants a few escapades to regret at leisure in secret when the springtime of life has escaped from your despairing clutch.