Oh, It Ain't What You Do, It's the Way What You Do it

The Freshman Smoker was never like this. All Jinx Falkenburg did was stand and talk. Now that Yardlings are in uniform, Smokers are different. Diosa Costello didn't just stand, and she spoke a different language.

Following a flowery introduction by the emcee, S-O Robert K. Allen, Miss Costello appeared in the modern equivalent of a set of palm leaves. Her first number at the Hasty Pudding Club last night, theoretically a rumba, might better be called a belly dance for want of a more inclusive definition. There were words, in Spanish, and she punctuated the more erotic parts with cires of "Eat your hearts out!" and "Teeembah!"

She then gave two S-O's the thrill of their Naval careers by doing bumpy jitterbug dances while they served, one at a time, as silent partners. They were speechless.