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Sorry, Hands Off

The first-year man can quickly dispel any ideas he
might entertain concerning the above-mentioned categories.
If he is observant, he may notice a large number
of young ladies in the vicinity of Route 250 west.

He can forget them also, as they are students of St.
Anne's, a private secondary school where the girls who
have reached puberty aren't quite aware of it yet. The
administration, however, is quite aware of such
developments and it has taken a number of precautions
in the best interest of Southern Womanhood. The best
precaution, the matron's of St. Anne's have found, is to
keep the girls away from undesirable elements such as
yourselves, first-year men.

But there is hope, for as anyone knows, the
University certainly does not have a reputation for
monasticism.

Scattered throughout the state within a 70 mile
radius, are numerous institutions filled with young
women, whose sole reason for a four-year education is
to attach themselves to a Cavalier or some less noble
type until death do them part.

For this reason, passers-by on most roads in the area
will soon find them dotted with young men in coats and
ties and flasks on their way to any one of the many
surrounding girl's schools.