Thatched Bonnets in the Offing

The Student Council, the official hush dope society of the University, has once more set a time for all good men to come to the aid of the haberdashers. That day is tomorrow and if the weather be fair, the noble Council has decreed that any undergraduate of sure mind may take upon himself a glittering helmet of straw. Although, theoretically speaking, this is what might be coarsely bermed rushing the season the Council believes that there is no time like the present, especially when Kelleys of straw are concerned.