Weekly journal-miner., 1922-11-15
ACTIVITIES UPON U.A. CAMPUS AREN'T
 CONFINED ID STUDY
From Fridays Deily)

MI. luHllutI, WHO uSeQ 10 Wrlte the Badger Notes for the Journal Miner, is still alive, and, as he puts it, snoring. That ali is not dull class-work, or even politics on the University of Arizona campus, is at tested by the following letter from Paul, discussing Ill a characteristic solemn way, the events of the Wild cat domain:
 Knowing that you are deeply in terested in astronomy, I will try to enlighten you on several facts re- garding the universe. We have a monstrous big Bertha telescope down here, that reveals practically nothing. Through it the moon looks like the bald-face of a Texas steer after bull fight. In spite of the exaggera- ton of this instrument, Prof. Doug lass managed to discover a new uni verse that looks even larger than ours.
 The week ending November 4th was a darkening week for us. We has lost two games of football and had piled up no victories; consequent ly the No Victory-No Shave club was out seeking members. The stu dent body council passed a ruling that no student would be permitted to shave, until our team of Wildcats grabbed the long end of a score. As the days rolled by our faces grew darker and darker, and those that tried to spread a little sunshine by shaving were immediately introduced to the fish pond. Our victory over the New Mexico Aggies like to run the hardware companies out of busi- ness; for they simply couldn't scare up enough lawn mowers to crop our flowing boards.
 Halloween night was a red-letter day for the sophs. They managed to pick up about F loose frosh, give them ride, and then let them hoof it back about 10 miles to the U.
 As no other holidays were near at hand, the frosh decided to celebrate the following night, called freshman Halloween. By l o'clock p. X. in the morning grand total of 1S-l sophs were laboriously treading their way across the desert, in a powerful effort to get back to the U. in time for breakfast.
 No armistiee was signed, but peace reigned until Saturday morning. Some time between the wee hours of l and o'clock Friday morning the frosh had shinnied up a 90-foot flag pole and placed a green beanie on the ball, and tied an eight by four green flag to the pole. Shortly after breakfast Saturday morning, three at tempts were made by the sophs to take the flag down, but none of these attempts brought down the banner of 20. In desperation, the head of the sophomore traditions committee. dolled himself in a short skirt outfit and slid up the pole. He managed to get the flag but not the beanie. When he had dropped to within ten feet of dame earth, he gave the fol- lowing speech: T want this flag as a love token from the frosh, So-." He said no more He was taken down and sat on by the frosh; they grabbed their banner, and started to beat 1t, but we were stopped by the 1 onrush of a sophomore gang. War was declared, and the battle began. | (Right in the heart of a cactus gar den.) After about 30 guys had been | sent to the infermery, the upper classmen stopped the fray. A plea was put in by the museum, for the possession of the flag. We turned it | over to them, with our best wishes. | When they saw the one by three inch stripe Gall that was left of our ban ner), they decided that it ought to be sent to the Smithsonian Institute.
 This war was the third of all un- limited series of combats that are un- i scheduled for the next several ! months
 As it is only eight hours till bed time, and time for me to hoist out : few more cactus spines, I beg your permission to ring off.