P*t:e Two THE roLLEGIATE NOVEMBER 19. 1954 (Loiletjiate WILSON, N. C. VOL. XXV^ No. 2 EDITORIAL STAFF Ei relationship to Atlantic Christian College. Hey There Our Blessing By LARRY KLUGE The summer has gone. The leaves begin to take or. Campus Critic’ Letter To Stags Many of you will not like to read what I am about to write. Many of you will feel indignant and say it's none of my busine.xs. Hut it !.•< my busine.< a question that has long been on the lips of the people on our campus. Well, I’ll tell you why. Boy.x. very few of the girl.-- on this campus are used to holding the unwanted title of "wall-flower.” That’s the most unplea.^ant thing that can be said about a girl and it's a pretty bad feeling to feel like one. A number of you ,M>em to expect the girls to come filing out of the dormi tory in a great ma.ss so that you can have your pick of everybody at the dance* and won't he stuck with any one girl You don t seem to understand why there are no more girls to dance with when you go to the dances stag. It's *imply because when the girls do go stag they usually sit around like bump;« on a log waiting for some of you "Casanova.*" to come over and dance with them. When people go to dances it's to dance. If they want to sit and luiten to music, they can do that in their rooms. All the organization* on campus do an excellent job of providing entertainment for the student body and you ■ Hey ihcre.’* you with the spern , welromJ'birk’t^* AlmT^Ma^cr |(heir fall coloring and old man winter begins to cut the Tbij U»ue that won- By A.NNA J.^NE GAUSS The speaker babbled forth, and my pen crept painfully across the bold white note paper. I tried so hard to be attentive — but just look at Mary's new hair curl. What a pleasant change! I wonder if Steve cut it, or if Mary herself sheared those hideous, corky curls. And look at those Korgeous leave.s — so nervous with tlie approaching fall weather. Sure is a welcome relief to have sweater weather at last! "Never take your job home with you. And above all, pay strict at^ tention to instructions of all kinds." Won't that "typical Miss America secretary" ever shut up? I told Bob I would meet him in ten minutes, and this feminine oration will just have to cease very short ly. Now look at that black board behind ".Miss Speaker," Mrs. Ar- derful reward that God gives to all poor old bruised, beat-up teachers from Atlantic Christian College. Are your favorites still with us. or are they among those missing? We're in a nospitable mood; we are throwing wide the doors. They once were yours; make them so again. May the fellowship be good; may the enjoyment go deep. Deep and good so that the memory of it will linger till you come back an other year. Welcome, boys and girls! should make the mo.st of it. So “fellahs ’, if you sec some lady that you would like to escort to a dance ask her' I know some of you are quite bashful, but the girls around here aren t snobs, you know. If you're of .sound mind can carry on » fairly decent conversation, and aren't too old to move, she 11 probably accept. And I’m sure that she vvill give you the opportunity to dance with anybody else there that you would like to. After all, she gets tired ^ the same dance partner all evening, too \Vhy don't you come out of your shells, boys. \nd you girls — don t be too hard on the men-folk around here when they try to be nice to you. . campus made up of the best students to be found anywhere. So lets snap out of and^put some life into our social functions. What do it you Hopefully yours, Spectator. rington is such a cutie, but she really keeps a hideously messy classroom. I guess that is what the little men with rakes are for. however. “— And 1 can not teV. you the importance of punctuality! You said it, sister, and Robert An drews Highsmith cannot bear to be kept waiting. So hear goes. If I can just load these cum^rsome volumes and sneak out the side door, Miss Doplunky will probabb think I’m ill, or late, or something. I’d better whisper to Susie and tell her I’m leaving. She can alibi for me. “Pst-st-sst, Susie} I'M meeting Bob; make an excuse for me-il there are any inquiries. 'Rianks- Bye, Bye.” Now through the door. Ouch' these infernal books. Whew! Slam! That banging door will surely wake the people in the next classroom. There is Bob — bless his heart — looking at his notebook. He is so terribly smart, and ambitious and everything. Why, in the course of two years, he has been made the t^ man in the business office, right here at school. For some re- mote reason. Mother doesn’t seem to think I will get my work done! Oh! I hear my dear heart; “Hi Peg! I've been waiting since ten-thirty and have some marve lous news! As this is the first week of school, I thought it would be extremely beneficial to thi business studenU to have my sec retary. Miss Ethelberg Lkingenfad- der, speak todav as a guest ir. Secretarial Practice.” Oh no, can this be m> blac^. fate? Tliis pwr idiot ha.s such no ble expectations of me. his piti fully dumb fianc€»e. “Didn’t you sign up foi thai course, dear?” “Ah-um yes, Hobert, but —" ^ starmnered and he continued. “I am delighted, (or I am sure you listened carefully, and her lecture would be of pric^ess value. I was planning to ask you to help me ii* my office in the afternoons. ' Turning paler by the minute and feeling greener inside at his ever> word, I struggled slowiy to my feet and meekly excused myself. “I'i- ^ back in about an hour, Robert I left my shorthand notes in the lecture room, and I’ll probably have a very difficult time finding them.”