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MAROON AND GOLD
^ SATURDAY, OCTOBEB 3, 1942
Maroon and Gold
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—BUSINESS STAFF—
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—NEWS EDITORS—
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SENIOR OUTLOOK
JOLTS AND JARS
A Freshm«n ’$ View Of Elpn
There it is. Stretching from ivy-covered wall to
wall, peaceful and serene . . . Elon, our Alma Mater.
Not pretentious, not majestic, but yet, to the upper-
clas.ismen and the coming class of '46, she is everything.
Two weeks have gone by since we Freshmen en
tered the portals of Elon. Yet, it already seems as if
we have been here one year, as if we really belong and
are a part of this wonderful institution.
On first arriving at Elon, we were inwardly du
bious about how the school would be, and the upper
classmen. But not for long. Perhaps it was the stu
dents themselves, being so friendly and eager to try
and make us feel at home, or maybe the school itself,
but whatever it Is, and we will attribute it to both—
we "belong”.
Just coming from high school, where we were ac
quainted with all our professors, we naturally did not
know what to expect of our future ones, but we knew
however they would be. we would “re?1 gn ourselves to
our fate". But, on walking down the halls in the dor
mitories we chanced to pass a lady with a friendly
smile and cheery greeting, or happened upon two or
three men rambling about the campus who greeted us
with a warm “hello”—imagine our surprise, when on
entering our class-rooms Friday to find these same
friendly people our instructors! Orchids to all of them
from the freshmen—and may we add here that they fill
all the qualifications set up by our old instructors, and
are forming their own places in our hearts.
As for the upperclassmen—they are the ones who
welcomed us, (who initiated us!), they are the ones who
cheered us up when that alleged “Homesickness" over
took us, the ones who will, in our hours we spend
here, set an example for us so we will try to make our
school as proud to have us represent it as it is to have
Ihe ones who came before us. Need we say more?
And now, Elon. Words cannot express the feeling
that wells in the hearts and minds of we Freshmen as
we grow more and more a part of it as the hours roll
by. A Senior was heard to make the remark—“When
you leave Elon, you always want to go back, even after
two short weeks away something inside draws you
back, makes you homesick for Elon. I don't know
what it is. but whatever it may be, I will have that feel
ing forever, no matter where I go.”
No, we will never know what it is, it is unquestion
able; so here's to the biggest little school in the coun
try, and to the ones who have come before us—from
the class of ’46—Elon, there'll never be another-
OPEN FORUM
It really is a most wonderful and familiar feeling
to be back with you again and snooping around for all
the good old gossip that seems to be floating around
since all the new and ca-ute freshman girls have ar
rived.
But first maybe we had better mention the many
many sparklers that are being flashed around by the
upperclass girls . . . good luck to them and for all the
rest of the girls—may you be wearing one some day.
Romantic bout of the month: Stevens vs. Perry.
We’re betting on the winner.
Students, have you heard the latest? The guy
who was just "Pee Wee” to us last year is now Mr.
Pee Wee to the freshmen.
Johnny seemed to be doing o. k. 'till Hooper and
Vick came along. Now it is a toss up, or is it, Martha?
At first it seemed that Tony might want to Marry-
Alice but now we believe that he is going for Walk-er.
Several freshman were seen at W. C. Sunday. Say,
they catch on quickly, don't they?
Romances may come, then most of them go, but
Luvene is still riding high—in Spence’s plane.
Tom really hit the spot with his speech ’t’other
day. The whole student body was weeping at the
finish. That’s just how much we hate to see him leave
us.
Odd Sight: Seventy-five gals hanging over the
railing at the shirt tail parade listening to Harry Mer-
row's "I’m getting Sentimental Over You”. Was that
personal and if so to whom was it dedicated?
It is rumored that Lillian Smith is in love with a
guy from New Bern. Just about bowled us over, but
1 guess that's right up her ally.
And then there was the freshman girl who said,
when talking about a certain boy on campus, "Humph,
he's got a head like a door-knob—Any gal' can turn it.”
When Luvene told her "lil' children” to be discreet
in their conduct, Ellen Barrier said, "Y^ah, Edna told
me to be sure and not come up here and do any bush
whacking this year.” And believe me, ‘t’ain't bad ad
vice.
Maybe some of the freshmen had better under
stand that one has to be going with a boy for more
than two dates before she can claim that she is going
steady.
Vic “Soot Suit” Strader surely made a hit at the
dance 't’other night—and he’s been making a hit with
the Sophomore boys ever since.
Upperclassmen cannot understand the eagerness
with which the freshmen go to classes. They leave
for breakfast at 7:00 a. m. and for class at 8:00 a. m.
which as everyone can see is a half an hour early. But
don’t worry, they'll get over it.
And didja hear all about Kent Dennan going into
Oak Lodge, unpacking and preparing to “make-him-
self-ta-home” when he discovered that it was a girl's
dormitory?
Is it Link Howard who says, “Don't I make the
mostest mistakes"?
Could it be a boy back home that made Margaret
Rawls get homesick?
Hey, have you boys noticed Ginny Wheeler, ai)d
if not, why? It's worth looking into.
Seems as if one of the Elon Romeos has had a
change of heart over thS" summer. What about it,
Nance?
Well, folks, there is nothing like a good old bit of
gossip to make the world go around. If you will just
try to bear with us then we will try to keep you posted
on all the events of the campus. And for goodness
sakes somebody Do Somethlns or we won't have a
thing to write about next time. For now, it’s goodbye
but don't go 'way: We’ll be back!
Dear Editor:
Have you noticed the number of trains passing in
front of Elon? Then we can’t blame it on the Southern
Railway! Have you noticed the boys walking up the
walkway about 8:30 reading their fan mail? Then they
are very lucky—but definitely! What I mean is that we
girls are held in suspense until about 11 O'clock be^
fore we can find if our S.P. or Mom or Dad have writ
ten.
May I merely mention that it would be so very nice
to receive our mail earlier instead of having it remain
at the Post Office until 10:30 or 11:00 A. M.
Heartsick, Homesick and Desperate
Things YouMI Never See At Elon
WHO’S WHO
When one strums through an old yearbook, pub
lished years ago, he canliardly hide a smile or two at
the unique hair-do’s and the strange clothing which
the people wore in those days. And yet, when one
stops to think, he realizes that those seniors are the
foundation of our world today. And stopping to think
again, he realizes that the seniors of today are what
will make up our democracy tomorrow. But, are the
seniors of yesterday any different from the ones of to
day?
Seniors of yesterday graduated from the various
colleges to go out into the world on a life time journey
with but one idea in mind ... to make a living. And
yet, they found that more entered into it than that.
There was learning how to adjust themselves to each
new world in which they found themselves; there was
the carrying of their responsibilities without the aid
of another person; and there was the teaching of others
—teaching others the same thing that they, themselves,
were trying to learn.
The seniors of yesterday looked forward to un
marred careers: careers Untouched by the cold and
bloody fingers of war. There were the seniors who
entered immediately upon graduating into the great
est career known to man . . . marriage. And the great
est majority of these people never realized how fortu
nate they were to live in a democracy—a country in
which there were no Hitlers or Hirohitos.
Then turning the page to the present time, what
do the seniors of 1942-43 have to look forward to?
There are the temporary jobs caused by wartime; there
are the many shortages and priorities; there is the ever-
decreasing number of luxuries; and there is the inevi
table question facing this generation, "Marriage in
wartime or should we wait?”
But on the other hand, there is the great day to
which we can all look forward—the day when we can
all raise our voices and shout, "Peace is declared”.
Then what? Why, of course! That will be the day
when there must be unison among the people of our
country. That will be the day when the seniors of yes
terday, the seniors of today along with the seniors of
tomorrow will combine their efforts to keep the United
States of America where it belongs—on top.
Girls staying out until 11:00 on Saturday night.
Lawrence Paige, in a serious moment.
Dean Mesaick going to class without singing a solo.
Mildred Shook looking down on someone.
Dating rules observed to the Dean s satisfaction.
, The Book Store vacant when open.
Ruth without Elliott.
Another Varsity Show. ji,
Faye Thomas vrith not a care In the world.
Students studying.
Dr. Bowden without hi* bicycle. . ,m
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INQUIRING REPORTER
We, the Staff of the "Maroon and Gold”, do here
by dedicate this column to the well-deserving leaders
of the respective clubs and classes of Elon College, in
order to better acquaint the student body with them,
and their not-often-sung merits.
* ♦ *
On September 28, 1942, in the Elon College Chapel
a young man could be heard taking an oath. This was
none other than James William Johnston, the incom
ing President of Elon College's Student Body, taking
the oath to commence his duties as president.
William Johnston, better known to all his friends
on the campus as "Billy”, has been one of the most
outstanding students to ever enroll in Elon.
Billy was born in Elon and after completing high
school entered Elon College in 1939. Since theA he has
held many important offices and been more than a suc
cess in every one of them. He has been a member of
the S. C. A., the Senior Cabinet, Treasurer of the Jun
ior Class, Secretary of the German Club, Treasurer
this year of the Pan-Hellanic Council, played the trum
pet in the band three years and was President of the
band last year, on the Varsity Tennis Team three years
and paptain his third year, a member of the Sigma Phi
Beta Fraternity, a Junior Marshall at Commencement
last year, Biology Lab. intsructor last year. Biology and
Chemistry instructor this year, "E” Men's Club, Day
Student Orginization, the Honor Roll for three years,
and last, but by no means least, the new President of
our Student Body.
Billy is majoring in Biology and Chemistry and
after receiving his A. B. Degree this June expects to
enter the Medical College of Virginia. Here he will
remain for three years, then completing his course as
an interne for two years in the Army as a 2nd lieu
tenant.
Whatever is expected of Billy by the Student Body,
we all know that he will live up to It and fulfill faith
fully all obligations connected with his office. When
he was elected to the presidency, the voters knew his
qualifications to be none other than the highest and
knew he could take on his responsibility and honor
without shirking any of it.
Congratulations, Billy, from the entire Student
Body; we are all behind you and know you will never
fail us, and our Alma Mater. Good luck, and a plea
sant. successful year to the new president of Elon's
Student Bo4y-
Your Inquiring Reporter conducted a survey
among the Freshman class for their answer to the fa
miliar question: "How do you like Elon”? The ans
wers made our hearts beat with pride, for they're al
ready beginning to sound like true Elonites.
Harriette Wrenn: The most beautiful place I have
ever seen, and the people are certainly the most friend
ly. I've enjoyed every minute of it.
Polly Armfield: Elon College is certainly a school
of friendship, beauty and understanding.
Mildred Yancey: I think Elon is simply wonderful.
In the few days that I have been here, I have begun to
love the place.
“Andy” Pruette: A swell place and I think it is
the next place to home.
Frances Fowlkes: I think Elon is a swell place
and the people are real friendly and nice. As for the
freshmen boys, they’re cute.
Hampton Price: I like Elon very much and the
girls are certainly pretty. (We observed the same thing)
Ellen Barrier: I think it is the most wonderful
place I’ve ever been. (In answer to the question, "How
do you like the Freshman boys?”) They’re Cute!!!
Mary Denson: I think Elon’s most outstanding
characteristic is the friendly attitude on the campus,
as shown by the upperclassmen and the faculty to the
new students.
Harry Merrow: I like Elon and I think the fresh
man girls are O.K.
P. S. We think it’s really a fine start and are really
happy to have you here.
Looks At The Books
School is here, new faces are here, the Maroon
and Gold is here, the dead line is here so here we are.
It's always hard to meet a dead line and this time we
wanted to sleep but being the book worm that we are
we have to get to work.
It’s our job to show you what good books are
around Elon. If anybody should know about such
things we should. We spent so much time in the stacks
looking at books last year that the few book worms that
we have back there call us the jerk of the works.
In case you don't know (this information is for
upper classmen too) the Elon Library is that building
on the east end of West. It's the big room where you
do your dating. It goes by the name of the Carleton
Library, being the gift of Trustees P. J., H. A., and L.
E. Carleton. It has a stack-room capacity of 187,500
volumes. Just now it holds about 27,000 books. The
reading room has seating capacity for one hundred
readers. We hope to catch them all reading some time.
It’s our ambition to at least tell every one of you about
one book or story you will like during the year even if
it’s in Esquire.
Boys, you should go there some time even it its
just to look at the staff. It is made up of Rena Black,
Sara Rice, Lucille Blalock, Charlotte Husted, Edith Hall
Mary Warren, Frances Hayes, Mary Smith, Doris Can
non, Henry Huff, and last but not least Pud D’antonio.
The last to are for you girls. That is if Pud isn't taken
up. The staff is there to help you at any time and we
hope you bother them a little. We don’t mean by
staging a war in the middle of the floor thpugh.
We did mean to get to work on a few books this
time but we kind of got off the subject. We are going
to get down to business next time though. Will we
talk about a book on history, or will it be a book on
love? What is the mystery book of the month? Who
is the lady in the dark hat? See next weeks thrilling
chapter. Right now we have a date to finish “Gone
With The Wind.” That O’Hara girl is some number,
ain't she?
By John “Crook” Pollard
Well, here we are back again—after all. For a
long while it looked as though we weren’t going to
make it. Our draft board couldn’t see the virtues of
a college education, being as they weren’t college gra
duates. So long as a career in the army seemed inevi
table we considered the possibility of going to Holly
wood and becoming a movie star. And as a result
thereof getting a commission or “something”. But all
of that was jolted and jarred when Clark Gable Enlist
ed without a commission. And, after all, what’s good
enough for Gable is good enough for us, don’t you
think? Or doesn’t Lana Turner appeal to you? Or
don’t you care? ^
It has been the purpose of this column (?) in the
past to offer free advice (whether desired or not) and
since there seems to be several human beings and
freshmen needing advice we offer this bit to you—
“All the marks made in college are not displayed”.
And speaking of college, if onyone was listening,
or cares, reminds of an Elon social event we attended
alst year. It was a formal affair—all the boys had to
borrow tuxedos. Well the one that we borrowed had
been worn before, in fact it had been worn so much
before that it was so thin you could read the labels
on our underwear. •
In spite of their traditional greenness freshmen
can be a lot of help but freshwomen can be of more
help, as we discovered recently. For sometime we had
been wondering where gii\s got their lovely complex
ions, but it took a freshwoman and the sophomores to
point out to us that girls get their lovely complexions
by walking—yeah, *sking into drug stores.
But freshmen, as we said before, are a great help
and it is to them that we are indebted for this: It was
getting on about that time and one of the co-eds said,
“We girls must be getting in, we’re out after hours”.
To which the freshman said, "We are out after ours,
too.”
And one last bit of advice to freshMEN from a
philosophy book—"Look before and after and pine for
what is not.”
ON THE AIR
For twenty-five minutes of music enjoyment catch
“The Victory Parade of Spotlight Bands”, Monday thru
Saturday nights, 9:30-955 p. m. over the NBC Blue
Network.
Doubtless many of you remember the “Spotlight”
program from last year. The program was terminated
last May, but has been revived as a morale builder for
Soldiers, Sailors, Marines, Coast Guardsmen, and de
fense workers with the approval of the War and Navy
departments, and the War Production Board. The
Coca-Cola company remains as the sponsor for the
twenty-six week parade, which is literally a "Band
Wagon” six nights a week.
The bands that have already been featured so far
are: Harry James, from the Marine Base at Parris Is
land; Freddy Martin, from Fort McArthur; Horace
Heidt, from Bendix Aviation in New Jersey; Kay Ky-
ser, from Lockheed; and Alvino Rey, from Camp For
est, Tennessee.
DID YOU KNOW STUFF?
That Freddy Martin organized his first orchestra
when he was seventeen, or that he delivered groceries
to pay for his first sax?
That Alvino Rey was a radio operator when he
was ten, or that at the time he was the youngest li
censed amateur radio operator in the United States?
That Tony Pastor is a descendant of Leonardo da
Vinci?
That Ish Kabiblle, the dim-witted stooge of the
Kay Kyser show, is also manager of the band?
That Frank Sinatra started his career touring with
a Major Bowes unit?
That "Skinny” Ennis and John Scott Trotter were-
room mates at the University of North Carolina?
That Nan Wynn did the vocalizing for Rita Hay
worth in the movie “My Gal Sal”?
That Union Musicians made over $20,000,000 in
1941?
That Dick Jergens became a band leader when an
auto accident cut his lip so he couldn't play trumpet,
or that he has a contract with the Aragon Ballroom in
Chicago to play nine out of every twelve months for
the next five years?
And now for a question for those Who think that
they know music—What conductor was killed by his
own baton? (Answer at the end of the column.)
Physical Education is a fine thing and all of tha£,
don't you think? After all who hasn’t or didn’t ad
mire a splendid physique? Who would’ve thought
that there was so much work to building a few muscles?
However in spite of all the toil involved in the pro
curement of a bunch of muscles that ache and scream
every time you bend over, we are still in favor of the
Pierce System for discovering unknown muscles. But
one objection we have is that every time we dress for
physical ed. we leave our personality in our room.
And with the following definition of hula-hula
dancers we close this column for now—Hula-hula dan
cers: girls who stand around and twiddle their turns.
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REELING ALONG
This week-end brings to the Elon screen in a flash
of color the picture “Captains Of The Clouds” starring
James Cagney, Dennis Morgan and Brenda Marshall.
Captains Of The Clouds tells the story of bush pilots
of Canada who are too old to be combat pilots and how
they do their part in this war. Of course this is after
Mr. Cagney causes a little trouble, as usual. Brenda
Marshall does her part to keep your mind off the story.
Then next week "They Died With Their Boots On'*
comes to break up the week-end a little. This is the
life or part of the life of General Custer, but it doesn't
matter. What has been done to history can’t be said
here but with Errol Flynn as Custer who cares? OliviA
DeHavilland also helps history out a lot.
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