(From a "letter' in The Dartmouth addressed to "Poor, poor Joe Frosh.")
. . . We don't care what you were before you got here--you're Dartmouth freshmen, kin to the worm, now, and will be treated as such. Consider what's coming an honor, an undergraduate equivalent of matriculation, a sign of acceptance into the Dartmouth community. If you still think it's kid stuff, far, far beneath your mature dignity, remember this: Dartmouth was run that way before you were thought of, will be run that way after you're dead. If you don't like it, what the hell are you here for?
So wear that green hat, Joe, or get onta town! THE SOPHS.