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comprised 50% of the girls seemed to me to put the stamp of respectability on it. We all circulated from one to another during the whole evening so there was no air of pairing off too much.

The evening started about 6:45 PM in Mac's room. I hadn't had time to go to the Chi Psi House after the meeting so I was rather frowsy and the fact Mac had only a straight razor prevented my shaving. Joe Hoffman and Nicolson, a stocky, dark haired fellow with a moustache and a youngish pink face arrived in due time and Mac's pint sized room was rather crowded with eight of us in it. A couple of stiff highballs loosened everyone up in short order and soon things began to let go a bit until the girls began to toss around an indoor baseball, upsetting drinks, etc. Anecdotes started too - not dirty ones but good hilarious stories that all sounded funny. In some unexplainable way the girls were soon Shiloh, Bitsy, Mike or Lowerhouse and Davey. We finally adjourned to Joe's room which was larger, being shared with Blakeslee, manager of the New Orleans Office, but who luckily was out. There I shaved with Joe's razor and Blakeslee's brush and soap and felt much better. We had dinner in the room, Mac signing for it. The drinks continued but no one drank more than enough to just feel exhuberant. I remembered tomorrow will be my birthday and that announcement called for extending the party until midnight so we could celebrate. About 10 PM Joe began to get apprehensive Blakeslee, whom he scarcely knew, would return so we cleaned up the room and went over to Shiloh's apartment where we danced and then