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There was a Glee Club, a Chess Club and a Bridge Club. There was even an Art Class. Once a week an artist from Toronto taught those who were interested. Concerts in the attractive lounge of Hart House would usually bring out 200 engineers. Hart House had a splendid record library and a music room constantly in use. A browsing library of 800 books and a common room gave non-resident students some place besides the Tuck Shop to go between lectures. Separate from the browsing library in Hart House and the technical library was a branch of the University Library stocked with 2,500 books. Any book in the University Library on the Queen's Park Campus would be sent to Ajax on request. Within Hart House Ajax was a lovely little chapel. At first there was a reaction against "church parade", but soon, of their own accord, 50 per cent of those remaining at Ajax over week-ends attended church services. Lectures were given only five days a week to allow Ajax residents to get into Toronto to visit families or friends or to relax. There was some concern as to just how the ex-warriors would relax but the only real excitement came on Hallowe'en, 1946. Early that evening bandsmen led a parade from the eastern residence area to the west. Students in the western area thought it was a raid so they let loose with fire hoses and buckets of water in a free-for-all. Even the supervisor of residences, who in the dark was probably mistaken for a student, was the recipient of a well-directed pail of water. "It looked," he says, "as if the last day had arrived." Western area students then organized a raid on the east which eventually worked up into a parade through Ajax Village. The good citizens shivered in their homes, not quite knowing what to expect, but aside from turning over a couple of taxis, the parade fizzled out. By the time that particular Hallowe'en was over, Ajax supervisors knew there would be a certain amount of "good fun" to come, and having been initiated, they didn't worry too much about it. There were a few water fights in the hot summer nights in which hundreds of students, dressed only in shorts, see-sawed good-naturedly back and forth using buckets, hoses and wastebaskets to heave water at each other. After some of these events, there might be six inches of water on the floor but the students cleaned it up themselves. Another favourite pastime was to light hay bonfires. One Sunday a number of students laboriously forked hay into one of the rooms in a resi-dence. Around midnight the student who occupied the room came back from a weekend in Toronto, opened the door and was engulfed. This started a great to-do, there was a ter-rific din, a water fight, and mud sloshing about in the corridors. It was quietly realized that if the boys could confine themselves to such harmless pranks as water fights it might be wise for the authorities to pretend ignor-ance of the goings-on, even though each fight was watched carefully. In every house there was a student 8