Somebody gave a reception in the “Y” last Friday night. It was a very delightful little affair but just whose party it was remains shrouded in mystery. Some rude person went so far as to style it the “co-ed deception,” but the fair ones maintain that they were deceived as much as anybody.
It seems that until the last minute the young ladies believed that they were to be guests of honor, while the “Y” officials had planned that they should be hostesses—cooks and bottlewashers, also, it appears. Such was the announcement made by Secretary Comer in chapel Friday morning. As a result of the confusion only two representatives from Russell Inn put in an appearance, while upwards of a hundred young hopefuls of the he-sex scrounged into the “Y” lobby in high hopes of being granted a vision of heavenly beauty, or perchance, to exchange a smile or a word with an angel—figuratively speaking, of course.
The two young ladies established themselves in the secretary’s office and awaited reinforcements. Meanwhile the enemy assembled in greater and greater numbers. They seized and fortified all avenues of approach. A detachment posted itself in front of the door to the secretary’s office and there was eminent danger of this feminine stronghold being carried by storm. The co-eds resolved to take the offensive. Poindexter, Leonard, and Bradley, the fair Amazons, advanced upon the enemy hosts, pouring into their ranks a deadly deluge of after-dinner mints, chocolate drops and student directories. It was a gallant charge, the day was saved, but it was an indisputable fact that “some one had blundered.”
The party was the most brilliant success of the new year and was thoroughly enjoyed by all present. The reception hall was decorated with a large, brilliantly lighted Christmas tree, as a cheerful reminder to the students that the next advent of Santa Claus is only 11 ½ months away.
From page 4 of The Tar Heel, Chapel Hill, N.C., January 9, 1923
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