ASOTELLITES

Speaking of cheerful news the students of the Army Supply Officers' Training School are now taking what is known in the trade as the mid-term exams. There are six of them, arithmetically speaking, each of which, barring one, is scheduled to last for three hours, or the time equivalent to a double feature down on Tremont Street.

Thinking of it that way helps somehow. The quickie, or the two hour matinee play Saturday afternoon only at Baker Library, is a little horror known as Accounting Methods and Interpretation of Statements.

The good residents of Auburndale were visibly surprised on Tuesday afternoon to find that the Army Supply Officers' Training School and their guests had taken over Riverside Park. A highlight of the picnic, which was composed of a myriad of highlights, turned out to be the softball game between the Faculty and student officers.

Oddly enough the faculty showed surprising steam but in the end they lacked the punch previously demonstrated on the lecture platform. The Girls Volleyball game was a wow, and Col. Conner was in rare form as referee. McManus and McGivier should have gotten prizes for the ducking they took.

Since this seems to be a week devoted to rumor let's begin with the one about New England's far-famed Indian Summer. According to one expert, this is an annual September institution when days and nights alike become delightfully clear and cool. At the moment of writing, the expert has yet to be made an honest man of. That's the fate though of most rumor mongers. Then there's the one about the powers-that-be alloting a more equitable amount of time to the school's final term and having it last six months.

One gentleman gave his word of honor that there would be no classes Labor Day. Another, that the School would march enmasse to greet a covey of pin-up girls in Boston to spur the war effort.

We'll end though with the one who heard, first-hand, from a reliable party, that 10,000 word seminars are to be written for each course in lieu of final exams. There seems to be one in every Army, doesn't there?

Time out now for one of these long, twelve hour weekends.