October 27, 1930
Dear Folks,
Little news, some scandal, and a little tragedy this time.
Howard Steib and Ruth Stone were visiting at Corvallis this weekend, and they took a run over with Malc to see us. They stayed about an hour I guess.
I am on wake up duty this week, and it certainly is a dinger. Besides waking everybody up, I have to keep the fires going. The place is so hot right now, that everyone is running around in their shirt sleeves.
Bob Stewer got drunk and put in jail one night and as a result the University got rid of one of its members, and Chi Psi received a blot on its reputation. He left today, and the boys all heaved a sigh of relief.
Pauline Leupold’s mother died Friday night, and I wrote her a letter Sunday. Rather a difficult type of letter to write.
I went to church Sunday, and that was about all for that day.
All the boys here at school are wearing something that I would like very much if you can see your way clear. They are blue flannel shirts, almost black. Bill got his in the basement of Meier and Frank for two ninety-five. They look great with a light colored tie. Bill’s is an Argonaut shirt. If you would box up a little pumice for my teeth and an orange stick, I think I could eat better.
Bye, George
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