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I HE CECIL W. ROBBINS LIBRAHY
L0UIS8URG COLLEGE
LOUISBURG, N.C. 27549
Vol. XXVII
LOUISBURG COLLEGE, LOUISBURG, N. C., DECEMBER 23, 1967
No. 3
James Dick Gives Recital
The Louisburg College Depart
ment of Music presented pianist
James Dick Thursday, October 19,
in the College Auditorium.
The program included variations
on a theme of Corelli, Opus 21 by
Sergei Rachmaninoff; Sonata in E
Flat Major, Opus 81a (“Les
Adieux") by Beethoven; Scherzo in
B minor, opus 21; Nocturne in C
sharp minor; Etude in C minor.
these three by Chopin; Sonata by
Ginastera, a composer from Argen
tina.
This year he has been scheduled
for forty-five concerts; next year will
include concerts in Canada and
Central and South America. He is
becoming so popular in the classi
cal field that some bookings are al
ready being made for his 1969
tour.
A Christmas Parable
By LEE VESTER
Harvey poured me some more
whiskey, but I didn’t drink it im
mediately. I was highly worried over
some past incidents which were un
explained. For instance, just a few
days before the close of the year
2028, a strange flying craft had ap
peared suddenly over the sprawUng
city Cosmotropolis. It was traveling
at high speed and headed north.
Exactly a year later, it appeared
again and disappeared heading
north. This strange occurrence was
accompanied by the fact that, in
the mornings after the sighting, par
ents found that their children re
ceived toys.
Now, in the year 2079, I was
one of the people appointed to try
to apprehend this craft. I pulled out
my duty sheet, which included a
description of the object. It read as
follows;
The craft is of a reddish-orange
color, and is of a very peculiar
shape. It is decidedly manned. Its
propulsion system is unknown, ex
cept that scientists theorize that the
eight brownish objects preceding the
craft appear to be pulling it.
It was the very same day as al
ways when the object came. It was
now 23:00 hours, and here I was,
drinking an intoxicating beverage in
an archaic bar. I opened my duty
sheet which had my orders. Sum
marized, it would say thus: Appre
hend the strange object.
“Well, I guess I’d better go now,”
I said to Harvey.
“Wannanother drink first?” Har
vey replied.
“No, thanks,” I said. “I’ve got to
be sober for this job. See you
around, Harvey.”
I left, I walked out into the cold
air and breathed out. The misty
cloud of my breath streamed out
and then disappeared. The half
mile-high skyscrapers towered above
me, each one sprinkled with lights
of all colors. I then saw a green
light approaching me from between
two skyscrapers, but snow suddenly
began to fall, obscuring the ap
proaching light. I saw that it was a
Terra Union craft and that it was
one of my colleagues.
He expertly maneuvered the craft
to land beside me and opened the
glass dome cover.
“Captain, Utah radar has just
picked up the craft. They estimated
it’ll be here in about an hour,” he
blurted excitedly.
“We’U head for that urban area
where he’s been so many times,” I
answered. I climbed into the craft
and we took off. It was snowing
heavily now, and it was hard to see.
Not too long ago, scientists were
certain that control of the weather
was possible, but they haven’t
proved it.
As we approached the urban
homes section, I noted that it was
23:30:45 hours. About another
half hour to wait. My companion
brought along a portable recorder
and player which had recorded
music on it. We listened to it for a
while, then he rewound the tape,
pressed the record button, attached
a microphone, and began talking.
“The time is 23:46:60 hours. We
have not seen the strange craft, but
we still have 24 minutes to wait.
There are no ideas as to what it
may be. . . .” He sneezed twice
violently, and then continued. “It
is now snowing, which will add to
the difficulty of sighting it.”
“No it won’t!” I exclaimed.
“There it is now!”
We hastily jumped into the union
craft and flew off. My companion
was still talking into the micro
phone.
“It glows a very bright red, and it
travels at fantastic speed. We can
hardly keep up with it. According
to the speedometer, we. . . .” He
stopped short, and then said, “We’re
out of fuel.”
We were 30,000 feet up, and fall
ing fast. I noticed that the pilot of
the craft was a harmless old man
with a long white beard. He had a
huge sack with him, which was filled
with toys.
The truth dawned on me the in
stant before we hit ground.
Coffee Series Ends
By JIMMY WHITE
For our last coffee house series,
we were fortunate to have with us a
talented young lady, Miss Raun
MacKinnon.
Miss MacKinnon is from the Bit
ter End in New York and has been
touring coffee house series in North
and South Carolina.
Miss MacKinnon started perform
ing professionally five years ago and
has played at the Gate of Horn in
Chicago, the Bitter End in New
York, and .many other places
throughout the country.
Raun usually writes for herself;
however, she does borrow music
from other artists she is particularly
fond of. Her favorite is Mahaillia
Jackson, but she likes Deon War
wick, Ike and Tena Turner and Wil
son Pickett.
As to her future plans Miss Mac
Kinnon has made an album which
will be released soon as well as a
single. They are both on the Capi
tol label.
.P.E. IS FLOP,
SAY STUDENTS
By RITA MILLER
November 27 was the date for
the first of the Fine Arts Concerts,
featuring the Manhattan Percussion
Ensemble conducted by Paul Price.
The program consisted of a
variety of numbers dating from 1942
to 1967. Musical instruments (?)
used included a glockenspiel, tim
pani, tom-toms, tam-tams, timp-
toms, gong, washtub, thunder-
sheets, tap-a-tap, and water gourd;
of course, there were also more fa
miliar instruments such as a tam
bourine, bells, and a large variety
of drums.
One student could only remark
“It was very noisy.” Another’s
opinion was that the program was
“a unique and fascinating expres
sion of contemporary music.” But
it seems that the majority’s ruling
was that percussion music can just
“stay in New York.”
The next Fine Arts Concert will
be January 31, and wiU also be re
quired for Freshmen. This show will
feature the French National Dance
Company, which at least sounds
more entertaining than the last con
cert.
College First Quarter in Retrospect
Mr. Dick chooses his program
from the songs that he likes. He
tries to appeal to the audience, but
the songs he plays are among his
favorites.
He began his piano lessons the
month before his sixth birthday, and
he has continued with teachers and
on his own. He feels that with every
concert he plays, he still learns
something new.
By GEORGE ABBOTT
Before I started to school I had
almost no idea of what college
would be like, other than what I
had heard from those people who
had the chance to go to college.
I felt that college life was not much
different from high school life except
for the amount of work done and
the responsibility of being more on
my own. I could hardly wait for the
first day of school to roll around, so
that I could get started in a new
and different way of life. I felt that
if I put forth a little effort, I would
be able to do an average job, and
that was aU I was interested in. I
was not out to make the highest
grades but to take life easily and
not kill myself studying. With this
point of view in mind, I was not
out to catch education by the tail
and sling it over my shoulder, but,
later I was out to do my best and
take the ball and run with it for
awhile.
With this point of view in mind I
set out on a voyage across an un
known sea using my teachers as a
compass. My mind and the willing
ness to learn were the powers I was
to use to move the ship across the
sea, and now that I have reached
the first island, I find myself looking
back on what I have accomplished
and finding that I would change
many of my past decisions. The fact
that I would change what I have
done up until now means that I did
not make the right decisions at the
right time.
I will have to do better next
time, or I will be on the open
sea without a paddle, in fact, I will
not even have a boat. I have found
out in the first quarter of school that
experience is a hard teacher; she
gives the test first and the lesson
last. Even so, I feel that I have
benefited from these tests, and I will
try to take advantage of these mis
takes in the future by putting to
work what I have learned so far. I
feel that if I do so I will be able to
raise my grades; also, my outlook on
life will change.
College up to this point has been
an unpredictable period of much
study and little or no reward except
for a red mark on a paper which
can mean life or death. Also, college
has been a time when I have met
new people and have had the chance
to taste the dog-eat-dog world of
today. There have been some rough
spots in college so far, but coUege
is a gold mine in which all should
stake a claim and mine it to the best
of their ability. This claim should
be watched over and cherishedi as
a privilege everyone does not have.
LOVE IN CHAPEL
Dr. Donald Moore, of Southeast
ern Theolo^cal Seminary, Director
of Counseling, Assistant Pastor, and,
by his own admission, specialist in
Marriage Counseling, spoke to LC
students Thursday, October 19,
in chapel on the subject “Look
ing Toward Marriage” (sub-titled,
“Love, Courtship, and Other Indoor
Sports”).
Virtually aU of the students, he
said, win be married in five to seven
years, and some wiU be married only
three to four years from now. In or
der to help students prepare for this
hopefully once in a lifetime event,
he listed a number of suggestions
which should be carried out between
engagement and marriage:
1. Have a thorough physical ex
amination for the psychological well
being of both mde and female, al
though North Carolina law requires
only a blood check for veneral
disease.
2. Have six months of pre-marital
counseling by a professional coun
selor, minister, or doctor. This is
vital, and parents are not compe
tent in most cases.
He proceeded to explode many
modem myths about marriage in the
U. S.:
1. Opposites do not attract. For
a long-range relationship, partners
should be alike. If an individual
was close to the parent of the op
posite sex, his or her marital choice
will have similar qualities. If he or
she did not have a good relation
ship with said parent, an individual
with opposite qualities may be
chosen.
2. Love is not all that matters.
3. Marriage is a place for con
trolled conflict and sound psy
chological adjustments.
4. Often, one does, in our cul
ture, marry the entire family. When
a student asked if it were possible
to “divorce” the family. Dr. Moore
replied that he should try to ac
complish this diffictilt feat by start
ing out under his own roof if pos
sible.
5. Babies do not cement a mar
riage. Having a child only adds more
problems.
6. There are no more marriage
break-ups than before, percentage
wise; there are more numerically
(See “Love,” page 4)