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Page Four THE HIGHLANDEE, BILTMORE COLLEGE, ASHEVILLE, N. C. May 21, 1938 Geo. Smith Interviews Dr. Edw. Ray Mann As I rapped on the' door of the pretty little white bungalow at 38 Linden Avenue, I wondered if I would find our professor of physics and mathematics at home. My doubts were quickly dispelled, however, when Dr. Mann opened the door himself and genially invited me in. As I accepted a chair opposite from him a rapid glance revealed a well- arranged, cheerful, comfortable-look- ing room. During the ensuing inter view, addition'll examinatSon dis closed a beautifully tinted picture of Dr. Mann (without his specs) on the wall just over the small piano. ^ On hearing the purpose of my visit, Dr. Mann filled his pipe and began, in his modest, friendly man ner, to supply the information I wanted. Born in West Virginia in 1904, he was named E. Ray Mann. He went to grammar school in West Virginia till the age of eleven, when his family moved to North Carolina near Asheville. Here, after a year at the farm school, he entered Swan- nanoa High School, which was a three year high then. From there he went to Mars Hill High to complete his secondary education. In 1923 Dr. Mann entered the University of North Carolina, gradu ating four yeai's later; he then did a year of graduate work for his M. A. degree. In the meantime, during his junior and senior years, he was an assistant instructor in physics and in his graduate year he held a teaching fellowship. In ad dition to this he taught summer school. In fact, from grammar school days Dr. Mann has planned and worked for a teaching career. From the University of North Carolina our physics professor went to Cornell, where he did graduate work while serving as an instructor in both regular and summer school sessions. Then, in 1936 he received his Ph. D. .degree and the following fall came to Biltmore College as an instructor. At Biltmore Dr. Mann began to teach math as well as physics. Last summer he taught math at the Ashe ville Normal school. This year he has effected several changes in the math department. They include segregation of the insufficiently prepared students in a special class, and change of the first year three hour math course from Algebra and Trigonometry to a general intro- . ductory course to college mathe matics, including algebra, trigo nometry, geometry and calculus. At present Dr. Mann is making a series of talks on “Physics in the Home” over WWNC at nine forty-five each Thursday evening. Dr. Mann is a member of the American Physics Society, the Phi Beta Kappa (honorary scholastic so ciety), Sigma Chi, (an honorary fra ternity for ability shown in scientific fraternity. Several times Dr. Mann mentioned that he has not led an exciting life but one that he has enjoyed, and is enjoying. During the interview a faint but sturdy squalling had issued at inter vals from a nearby room. When I remarked on it. Dr. Mann immedi ately led me in and showed me his five months old daughter, Margaret Louise, named after her mother, Marjorie Loise Hieber, a Cornell graduate. While we stood looking at the pretty baby, her attractive moth er came in, smiling brightly. In the conversation that followed, it was very apparent that she thinks our professor is the best husband in the world. And as I took my leave a few Well Educated, You Should Hold Degrees? To be considered well educated by the standards of the world today you should hold a degree from some college. With this education you are supposed to be able to earn a living and become a practical citizen. But in this kind of education it seems that an important element has been omitted and one which would make it more interesting and more bene ficial. This element is imagination. Owen Johnson has said that “all education does today is to develop the memory at the expense of the imagination.” With imagination ap plied to education there is practically no limit to the opportunities open to young people. The examples of the use of imag ination are many. An early one is Nathaniel Bawditch, a New England sailor, who lived a hundred years ago, who taught himself Latin and mathematics so that he could read Newton. He revised the science of navigation, and published an epoch- making book which enabled the clip per ships to outsail their rivals, and today is a classic among all mariners. He was just a sailor—with imag ination. Those persons who are trained in college in imagination and resource fulness as well as technical skill will have a tremendous advantage today in all fields of opportunity that are attractive. New frontiers are to be found in occupations usually overlooked. For instance, Byrnes MacDonald, a young Princeton graduate and sixth Deputy Police Commissioner of New York City, has established a city- wide recreational program in the poorer section. His office also has a psychiatric service bureau for un derprivileged children. He has cre ated a new frontier in police work by his attack on juvenile delinquency. In colleges today they are grad ually putting in courses which lead to delfinite occupa)fcional opportu nity in uncrowded fields. These in clude catering, costume designing, pest control, hotel management, and laboratory technicians. Colleges should call to the' attention of stu dents the number of individuals who have discovered opportunities no one else thought of through imag ination. The Biblical quotation, “without vision the people perish” should be the watchword of youth today. We all possess in some degree the gift of imagination, but it dries up if not cultivated, just as it grows if exercised. It should be growing every day by encouraging observa tion, speculative discussions, and by pointing to imaginative enterprise in simple objects around us. Dr. George Washington Carver, the Negro scientist of Tuskegee In stitution, has made full use of his imagination. Prom peanuts he has made nearly three hundred useful products and from sweet potatoes more than one hundred. He is also an artist and concert pianist. To his students he says, “When you do the common things of life in an uncom mon way, you will command the at tention of the world.” Imagination does more than just aid material progress; it will create more satisfying human relationships. Originality can be used in all phases of life and will make a person more interesting to himself as well as to others. The best spur to pleasureable The World and Man —♦—• (Edited by Forest Ray Moulton) The World And Man is about the physical and biological worlds and man as part of these worlds. Starting with astronomy the reader passes byond earth to the great uni verse, then turns back to the geology of earth. The mysterious realms of atoms and electrons ar penetrated. In “Chemical Processes” the reader learns how the few kinds of units of matter combine to produce the physical and biological worlds. It is in the biological sections that man really learns of himself. Each chapter written is in succession with the other and life in every state and form are carefully dealt with ending with the chapter, “Man,” which deals with the development of man during the past half-million years. The section, “Astronomy,” by For rest Ray Moulton, is very interest ingly written, and is quite under standable by the layman. In the section, “Origin and History of the Earth,” by Rollin Cham berlin, the reader’s attention is at tracted to the solar system and its functions to show the connection between this system and earth. Then as the chapter progresses the dif ferent ages of the earth are un ravelled in almost story form. Every normal being should know the pertinent information found in Horatio Newman’s chapters on “The Nature and Origin of Life.” Life and its complicated progrssion is taken up in a modern and easily readable fashion. This great book merits distinction both for itself and for the scientists whose untiring work made it possi ble. •—Pinkney Groves, Jr. POETRY In 1948 As significant as a wedding ling. —Ray Crane. Necessity is the mother of inven tion. Genius is the father. —Ray Crane. A glimpse into the future, bring out the crystal ball! Ten years from now what will have happened to us all? In 1948 I see in Siberia’s cold hard land, Pinkney’ Groves, a Russian exile, with a shovel in his hand. Back home, upon Congressional floors, a filibuster breaks. As George Smith harangues his views upon the laws he makes. Mary Edwards, so we hear, is a di vorcee once or twice, She never could make up her mind which boy she thought most nice. Bill Ivey has ten years in jail for his tax evasion plan. And Life has hired Stanberry as a candid camera man. Evelyn Hines is coaching basketball in a high school up in Maine, And Christine Ponder teaches Phi losophy of a deep and thought ful vein. Andrew Sutton, the minister, preaches Sundays at noontide, And week-days runs a beer and bil- lard parlor on the side. George Caldwell manufactures caps and gowns to rent. And Jim Keith has a “softie” job in a dance establishment. Janice Allen is accompanist for Miss Flanery on the air, , And Jack Crawford’s swingy songs are sung ’most everywhere. Margaret Starnes is married and has a little boy of three, Ida Rosen is an accountant of a very high degree. Ray Crane is manager of an adver tising firm. While Grover Allen, scientist, is still looking for a germ. And Wilma Dykeman, so we hear, up in a garret small, Continues writing verse like this that will not sell at all. —W. D. -*-#-► Inebriated Inspiration She is like a mother to me- mother of vinegar. •—Ray Crane. Speaking scientifically, one might say a chaperon is a negative catalyst. —Ida Rosen. minutes later, I had the impression that Dr. Mann has an excellent wife, too. The well-known fact that “only the good die young” might explain the gradual lengthening of the span of life. ■—Ida Rosen. >• There Isn’t More Cloud Than Sun By H. GRADY REAGAN, JR. 0 don’t be sorrowful, darling! Now, don’t be sorrowful, pray; For, taking the year together, my dear. There isn’t more night than day. It’s rainy weather, my loved one; Time’s wheels they heavily run; But, taking the year together, my dear. There isn’t more cloud than sun. Poetry, Never works When your thoughts Come in jerks. Maybe I Ought to Try A little bit of Scotch or rye. Now perhaps I can compose A really good Piece of prose In the spring the blossoms bloom The air is filled with swet perfume The robins sing that spring is here (I’m doing fine—^but my head’s not clear) Since my head Isn’t clear I guess I’ll drink A glass of beer. -Lucy Carland. living and imaginative thinking is an ever increasing range of in terests. In conclusion we should remember that the growth of this country was due to the private initiative and en ergy of our people and these virtues will continue to support any cul ture, leisure, or prosperity we may enjoy. The Kiss The night was dark; the water still; Your lips on mine my heart did fill With ecstasy and joy supreme— Why must bacteria be my theme? That kiss was sweet, the only one; The moon was high, gone was the sun— Today I feel lower than worms. Recalling that transfer of germs! ■—-Ida Rosen. LOVE—Men’s—life, death, sorrow, inspiration, despair, and hope. Love’s Frustrations It’s one thing to love her And quite another to tell her. Adoration from afar has been my lot But heck! I’d buy a license on the spot. The wind is softly moaning in the trees And through my window slips a gentle breeze, But I am hopeless with despair. Never more will inspiration come to me on air. For, by my fault, Alas, I have lost her. ■—Clarence McCall. -*-•-> PSALM Give praise unto the Lord. Blessed are His people. Blessed are the people who call upon His name, and the Lord does hear their pray ers. And, oh God, damned am I, and my people; who know nothing higher than earthly pleasures. Who have no joy beyond the fruits of their sensula bodies. ■—Glenn Smith. » Let Me Build You a Castle Let me build you a castle of rocks and stones. Molded with memories, sealed with each kiss That came to me from the soft sweet touch Of your lips on mine. Oh, God, how the bliss Of each one moment lingers on through the age . . . Let me build you a castle, and fill each hall With the low sad softness of your voice; Let me hear each echo that sounds when you call Me to come and tell you of my un dying love. I shall fill your garden with gar denias white, And over the walls the morning glory shall bow And nod good morrow when the sun turns the night. Down there in the crevices beside the path The little clusters of violets shall smile. While the tall old magnolia dofts its high head And throws a white petal in its haughty style. Prom the four far corners of this old earth I’ll fill your home with amazing folk; Gaily clad highlanders for your ap proval A maid and an ox in the same heavy yolk, A fashionable minion from gay Paree, Or a Scot with a bagpipe just to amuse you, A velly fine Chinee from over the sea. Or an Arabic fakir who’s bound to confuse you. Let me build you a castle; the price is so small; For a smile and a kind word I’ll give you it all. ■—Jim Keith.
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