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Conger Reynolds correspondence, August 1918
1918-08-10 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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the war is just one d--- defeat after another for the boches nowadays. I'm beginning to think it may end one of these days, perhaps not right away but before it has gone on many years more. Certainly our prospects are now as bright as they were gloomy last March. I was hugely amused by your description of Mr. Mooty's honor concerning Iowa City. Poor old deacon, if he could only know what a nice old lady's town Iowa City has become and what well behaved children the students now are he would love the place. Yes, it used to be pretty zippy. That was when there were saloons there. And I suppose two or three students did drink. And maybe, unlike young men any where else in the world, some of them got Loud and disturbed the Sir Galahads sleeping in the hotel. Them was the days! Of course it gave the U. a bad name and caused many mammas to send their darlings to church colleges instead of to an institution where between sprees, they might learn something. But university life then had something about which to talk. There was the little stunt when the Tappa Tappa Kegas drove up in evening dress at five in the morning and serenaded the Eta Bita Pi's. Of course all of 'em got fired, but they made conversation for awhile. Nothing ever happens any more. The boys and girls will be playing drop-the-handkerchief and clap-in-clap-out instead of dancing if
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the war is just one d--- defeat after another for the boches nowadays. I'm beginning to think it may end one of these days, perhaps not right away but before it has gone on many years more. Certainly our prospects are now as bright as they were gloomy last March. I was hugely amused by your description of Mr. Mooty's honor concerning Iowa City. Poor old deacon, if he could only know what a nice old lady's town Iowa City has become and what well behaved children the students now are he would love the place. Yes, it used to be pretty zippy. That was when there were saloons there. And I suppose two or three students did drink. And maybe, unlike young men any where else in the world, some of them got Loud and disturbed the Sir Galahads sleeping in the hotel. Them was the days! Of course it gave the U. a bad name and caused many mammas to send their darlings to church colleges instead of to an institution where between sprees, they might learn something. But university life then had something about which to talk. There was the little stunt when the Tappa Tappa Kegas drove up in evening dress at five in the morning and serenaded the Eta Bita Pi's. Of course all of 'em got fired, but they made conversation for awhile. Nothing ever happens any more. The boys and girls will be playing drop-the-handkerchief and clap-in-clap-out instead of dancing if
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