Editor’s Note: This article originally ran under the title ‘The Webfoot,” which was the humor section of the paper.
The Journalism School
Of all the schools on the campus to handshake, this one’s the best bet. They control the scandal and publicity of the school and for that reason are much sought after by politicians and the like.
It is a much debated reason why the majority of journalism students take this subject. There are several classes:
There are some who have read of the romance of the press (newspaper, not cider), and are quickly disillusioned by some of the hardboiled instructors who quickly take the romance out of it for them. Then there is the type who are believers in fate. They take whatever providence has fitted them for, and in this case, having such lovely large ears to stick pencils behind, they decide upon journalism. Oh yes, and among other classes, there are those who intend to make it their life work (work is correct).
There is a popular supposition on the campus that journalism students are queer, that they all smoke, that they are unkempt, that they never sleep, that they don’t know what a shoe shine looks like, that they don’t study, and that they are all sooner or later kicked out of school because of communistic news articles. We of the journalism school, rise in protest. We had a shoe shine just last month.
If you see a wild-eyed personage running along the campus with his long nose close to the ground, a copy pad in hand, a pencil behind his ear and a sheaf of notes in his other hand, it’s possible that he is a journalist. If his hair is blowing in the wind and the toes are out of his shoes, not to mention his stooped shoulders received from bending over a typewriter, you may be positive that he is one.
You will see members of this school wherever you go, from faculty teas on down the line to the weekly event at dreamland dance rink, where they run in search of scandal.
Journalism is very popular among freshmen girls because their Emerald work gives them an excellent excuse for staying out late.
Many are the rumors of the wild events which transpire at the shack. Be these so or not, you can be prepared to believe most everything.
