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MAROON AND GOLD
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1942
Maroon^and Gold
Edited and printed at Elon College by students ol
Journalism. Published bi-weekly during the college
year.
—EDITORIAL STAFF—
Ed Watts Editor
Jimmie Elder Managing Editor
Judy Holoman Co-Editor
Mary Denson Associate Editor
Charles Mann Sports Editor
Elroy Hooper Assistant Sports Editor
—BUSINESS STAFF—
John Pollard Business Manager
Jimmie Eider Circulation Manager
Charles R. McClure Faculty Advisor
—NEWS EDITORS—
Rachel Crowell Harry Merrow
Jimmy Darden Goldie Morris
Mary Denson Ivan Ollis
Charles Mann Faye Thomas
Perry Wheeless Kent Dennan
Jesse Meredith
—PRODUCTION STAFF—
Allen Colenda Manager
John Pollard Staff Photographer
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at the postoffice at Elon College, N. C., under the act
of Congress March 3, 1879.
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Elon^s War Effort
Converting our fun-loving peace time college cam
pus into a well-knit arsenal of manpower has been a
tremendous but satisfying job. It seems hardly possi
ble that less than one short year ago Elon College was
continuing in its regular routine of academic studies
fitting students primarily for life time jobs in a nation
at peace. Our college campus today is hardly compar
able to the scene that was present on last December
seventh.
The gigantic job that lay ahead of us at that time
was terrifying, but not for long. Starting at the bot
tom with hardly more than an abundant supply of
energy and determination, our faculty and student
body have brought about an almost unbelievable con
version in our Elon way of life. Elon has taken the
war in stride.
Today the tramp of many feet across the gravel
that covers our roadway or the dull thud of marching
boots across the grass turf that adorns our campus are
heard with an unexplainable thrill and inner delight.
Not only the stomping boots of male brogans may be
observed but the feminine patter of tiny shoes resound
through the air as the fairer sex takes their preliminary
training for what might well be the WAVES or
WAACS. This is an “all or nothing campaign" not only
for Elon but for all the allied peoples, much larger in
proportions than could possibly have been envisioned
by President Smith and our Board of Trustees when
they applied that term to the recent debt-clearing
campaign.
The now familiar Pierce System has bc^n success
fully established and each and every Eionite is called
upon to contribute a small amount of time each week
to the great cause of physical fitness. An intramural
program that makes previous Elon attempts in this
direction seem dwarf like in size has been inaugurated
much to the delight of the entire student body. It’s
good for all and everyone is having fun.
At least once a week both sexes expose themselves
to the fundamentals of military drill as taught by the
capable Dr. Bowden. Right face. Left face. About face,
and many other militaristic phrases are echoed over the
campus dwellings as Dr. Bowden herds his recruits
through the mill. Column and ^*ank movements as
well as military dicipline are also taught the yard birds.
Dr. Bowden is assisted by student officers and non-
coms.
Elon is more than doing here share in the Civilian
Pilot Training Program inaugurated three years ago.
At present twenty future army pilots are engaged in
an intensive preliminary flight program here at Elon.
Dean Hook. Dr. Bowden, Royall Spence and Frank
Hayes combine their efforts to fill the trainees’ rigid
d.nilv schedule, and seem to be doing a complete job.
Their itinery includes everything from Hayes’ calis
thenics and boxing to aviation, mathematics and con
tinental Morse code, including in their "spare" time
actual flight training, military science and drill.
To all the members of the faculty whose untiring
efforts and boundless enthusiasm has so greatly en
hanced our Elon future and the future of the nation,
to Dean Hook, Dr. Hirsch, Dr. Bowden and Coach
Pierce in particular for their individual and distinctive
services rendered to the Elon students as a direct effect
on the war effort, we are especially thankful. Of these
and the many other faculty who have willingly and
sacrificingly given their time and effort wholly to the
students as an indirect but vital part in this war, as
well as campus students for their individual effort to
further the student war program and cooperation, we
are indeed proud.
Yes. we have made progress, progress that light
ened the load of those out on the global battlefields,
and progress that gave us inner satisfaction for work
well done. The Student Service Organization has done
much to rouse us from our wishful thinking and fling
us with a mighty force out on the actual battlefield.
We may be well proud of what has been done, but only
if we continue fighting evtry wakeful moment in that
same direction. We cannot stop now, we can no longer
leave it up to George to do. for George happens to be
ourselves. The question is simple. The answer is
simple. Actions speak louder than words.
A Letter From Home
SNIP AND SNOOP
Looks At The Books
Under the magnificent seal of the state of North
Carolina, a letter from Governor J. Melville Brough
ton has arrived at the Maroon and Gold office. There
is always a thrill in the sight of that grand, gold seal,
with its perfect motto—“Esse Quam Videre—To Be,
Rather Than to Seem.” And there is a matching thrill
in the governor’s letter, for it is his personal letter to
his son, Melville, Jr., enlisted with the United States
Marine Reserves.
The governor’s letter is the fetfture of a radio pro
gram dedicated to “A Letter From Father”, heard over
W. B. I. G. And it seems particularly fitting that his
words should represent all North Carolina fathers, for
not only is he the actual father of a son in the Forces,
but in spirit, as in office, he is the father of all Tar
Heel sons who serve under the Stars and Stripes. He
heads the state that sent them out to fight, and he
heads the men at home that back them up. At the
forefront of all fathers doing the essential production
jobs at home is our wartime governor, telling our boys,
“Remember your heritage, son. Stick in there as with
Tar on your Heels!”
Here is his letter;
“Melville Broughton, Jr.
Member Marine Corps Reserve
Wake Forest, N. C.
My dear Son; ^ ’^*^398
As a duly enlisted member of the United States
Marine Reseryes you are being given a fine opportunity
for excellent training. This is indeed a great branch
of service, and I am much pleased that you have seen
fit to volunteer for service in this branch of the armed
services of our nation. The record that has been made
already in this war By the Marines at Wake Island and
in the Solomon Islands and elsewhere has been an in
spiration to all patriotic citizens of America.
The Marines have a long established reputation as
a fighting outfit. They are interested in giving to their
men the highest possible training before they are sent
onto the battle lines. I know that you will take advan
tage of every opportunity that is giv^n for such train
ing and thus equip yourself for an honorable career
in the fighting forces of our country at this critical
hour.
Every branch of service — Army, Na\^, Marine
Corps and Air Corps—will be called upon for the high
est achievement if we are to win this war. When the
opportunity comes, as it will shortly, for you to take
your place with the men in the field you will be con
scious of the fact that millions of other sons of Ameri
can parents will be associated with you in this high
undertaking. The great heritage of our past and every
hope for the future are involved in this struggle.
We know that you will do nothing unbecoming a
member of the great branch of service which you have
joined. These new responsibilities require an even
higher standard of conduct than ever before. We know
that you will do your part, and those of us at home will
also have to do better than we have done before. This
is an “all-American war"; and when the victory is won
it is going to be a greater privilege than ever to be an
American.
Mother joins me in sending love. Write to us as
often as you can.
Affectionately yours,
"Daddy”
WHO’S WHO
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.
Tall, blonde, good-looking, a friendly smile for
everyone, a ready wit—describes George Bullard, one
of the most valued students to both faculty and stu
dent Body on the Elon Campus.
George was born June 10, 1922 in Roseboro, N. C.
After completing high school he entered Elon College
in 1939. He has held valuable offices while here which
include president of the S. C. A. Freshman Cabinet,
President of the Junior class, representative to the
Senate, May Day escort (in his Junior year), vice-pres
ident of the Senior cla%s, and the most important of
all. President of the Senate. He is also a talented mu
sician of the piano and organ, and a member of the
Kappa Psi Nu fraternity. He has been one of the se
niors nominated to the Who’s Who in American Col
leges", which in itself is a great honor not bestowed
on many students.
George is majoring in Science, and plans to enter
a medical school after graduation. However, he has
joined the army reserves, leaving his plans not alto
gether definite concerning this.
Holding the office of president of the Senate is
one of the hardest jobs on campus. It can create ene
mies among the male members here unless tact, sound
judgment, and a sense of humor in handling them is
applied in all cases. George has all of these qualifi
cations, and more besides, making him one of the most
well-liked boys here, instead of a feared representa
tive of the Senate.
While not only being popular among the students
on the campus, he is also a valuable asset to the col
lege; always ready to give his tifhe and talent to serv
ing his school and the people in it. He is friendly and
cooperative with all, making himself an all-round re
presentative of Elon.
Whatever the future may hold for George, whe
ther he is able to complete his education in a medical
school or enter active service in our armed forces, may
he have as much success in it and create his own place
as he has on the campus of Elon,
Hear ye! Hear ye! Once more we go to press and
here’s what we could find of that filthy stuff called
DIRT. Is your name here?
McCauley, please, please, be careful with your
Stop, Look and Listen motto. And after dating hours
too . . . shame, shame!
Carl, we have always admired your gentle ways
but we especially admire the Grace-ful manner with
which you conduct yourself of late.
Nice work extinguishing the campfire 't’other
night, Joe Tom. It’s heaps more fun than participat
ing in an air raid drill.
What draws Bryant Tripp to Graham? Does it
have anything to do with the fact that he's just ca—razy
about Graham crackers?
WE WONDER:
How Ruth would get along without Elliott or vice
versa.
Who fixed up Agresta's room so charmingly.
Who changed the dating benches in front of West
Dorm.
Who Jack Coplin really likes.
Who Polly Armfield will finally settle with.
Who Eunice Holt’s phone call was from Sunday
night at 9;30.
Who Bill Meacham will call for next in West Dorm.
Why Lacy Hagood doesn’t c’mon and give the
girls a break.
If Virginia and Jimmy Darden are really serious.
Who gets any more fun out of a joke than Joe Tom.
How Allen Colenda reads some of the words that
are handed in in the copy for Maroon and Gold.
If each professor thinks that his course is the only
one we're taking.
Why everyone is calling Rachael “smiley” these
days.
Why Lib Holland's by-words are “But everything
is going to turn out all right."
Why Mary Ellen and Marjorie are always singing,
“Oh Johnny” . . . only they don't say Johnny.
How we'll ever assimilate all this knowledge in
such a short time.
And bushels and bushels of other things that
everyone else is wondering about too. Just so you
don’t wander too far and go out of the boundary lines
after dark . . . But if you do, then there will be more
gossip for us to write about, so why should we worry.
Anyway, if we don't make mistakes then there would
never be anything to write home about and that re
minds me . . .
So long now!
Things you'll Never See At Elon
Maxine Smith, looking anything but 'scrumptious.
Ruth McPherson not willing to do something for
someone.
“Vic" Strader without a “Zoot suit with a drape
shape.”
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The benches in front of West vacant of couples.
Charlie Mann looking like anyone but Tyrone
Power.
Jack and Jimmy Coplin not looking like they just
stepped out of Esquire.
“Pud " D'Antonio without his “toothpaste ad”
smile.
John Wigington not blushing when you look at him
twice.
"All quiet on the WEST-ern front”—when it
should be.
The dining halls full at breakfast—(even once!).
REELING ALONG
This week, conditions permitting, brings to the
Elon Screen “The Woman of the Year” starring Kathe
rine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy. This is the story of
a speedy courtship and a rocky marriage, and it is
rocky in more ways than one. Miss Hepburn plays the
part of a high-falutin’ newspaper columnist. Mr. Tracy
is a sportswriter who is first opposed to her, but is
finally for her in a big way. After awhile he isn’t so
sure, but she has him by that time. One thing we
have to say is that Miss Hepburn as a baseball fan is
some number.
Next week that hard-boiled guy Robert Taylor
visits us in “Johny Eager”. Opposite him is Lana Tur
ner and who wouldn't want her opposite them? (We
don’t mean you girls). This is a sad story about a
gangster who almost does a girl wrong. If you can
keep your eyes off Lana, Van Heffner is worth watch
ing as Mr. Taylor's best friend. Bring your dates and
your handkerchiefs for this one.
FABLE
Once upon a time the Maroon and Gold came out
issue there were no mistakes and the boys were out of
the office by eight o'clock Friday evening. The next
day everybody had received a copy of the paper and
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they were all pleased. Every one who made Snip and
Snoop came around and thanked the staff. Dr. Smith
also came in and told the editor that he thought Jolts
and Jars was the best thing in the paper. On that
same day we found a man who had actually read Looks
at the Books all the way through. Colenda had so
much help that he is now ready to start work on the
next issue.
TTiis week we finally finished “Gone With the
Wind”, and we were going to take a rest. In fact, we
were all ready to start resting so we sent this letter
home:
Dear Dad;
Gue$$ what I need mo$t of all? That’$ right.
$end it along. Be$t wi$he$.
Your $on.
The only trouble is that we got this answer;
Dear Son;
Nothing ever happens here. Write us aNOther
letter aNOn. Went to see NOrmand Monday. NO more
news. NOw we have to say goodbye.
Dad
We can take a hint and being without that green
stuff here we are back with our friends, the books.
They may not give us money, but tliCy never let us
down. In fact certain books make good step ladders.
We shall now pick on a poor unsuspecting book we
think will give you friendship when you are caught
short,
“Tory Oath" by Tim Pridgen is what we think is
one of the most original and exciting historical novels
to be published lately. It has for its scene tidewater
North Carolina, one of the bitterest battlegrounds of
the American Revolution, and for its chaj-acters the
Scots who came to found a new Highland empire on
Cape Fear, When the Revolution broke out, these
proud Highlanders, torn between their sworn loyalty
to the crown and their fierce love of freedom, finally
took their stand with the British.
“Tory Oath” is the story of one such Scot, young
Duncon Stuart, who was loyal to his oath, though many
good friends and even Mary McLeod, the girl he loved,
were Whigs. The story follows the varying fortunes
of Duncan and the Highland forces from their confi
dent muster under the swaggering Scalpie Campbell
to Moor's Creek where they are routed. This story
really moves and shows a new light on history. We
think its good, any way, you'll like it.
Now since we are out of money and want to spend
some time until we get some more, we are starting
“Anthony Adverse”. We hope it has a girl in it like
that O’Hara girl. She was some number, wasn’t she?
We aren t like Rhett Butler, We're easy to please.
TYPICAL BY-WORDS
Hi, gang! (Elon Student Body)
I’ll have to ask ya’ (Margaret Rawls)
Oh, I can’t play that Boogie-Woogie. (McKenzier
I’m so jarred I don’t know what to do. (Josie Eaves>
Come on, Jeffreys. (Jimmy Darden)
You dope! (Helen Ayscue)
I mean, really! (Jeanne Hook)
Sssssssshhhhhh! (Mrs. Johnson)
Take it off, take it off! (Elon Student Body)
Go WEST, young man, go WEST. (Elon boys)
Hey-o; How’re y’all. (Billy Johnston)
As a matter of fact. (Miss Casto)
See you later, Honey. (Elliott Schmidt)
O. K., Darling. (Ruth Koontz)
Back Home. (John Wigington)
Do you want to pay now? (Mr. Lovett)
Hello here. (Mr. Colclough)
So Here’s To Dear O'd Elon
In the now almost two months that have passed
smce the opening of the fall term of the colleges, no-
haH twenty years of age who
ad entered the enlisted reserve" could not hope to
do more than complete the current term or semester.
Notice to the same effect has now been given to all
those over eighteen. Before June some men's colleges
will have lost two-thirds of their student body. ThLe
Zm normal fashion
will be those under eighteen and those physically un
fit for any sort of military service. Many colleges will
pile up such a deficit because of withdrawals that they
can scarcely hope to open in 1943. Other schools will
fn ‘nnavy and
in that way will survive. Those schools that have the
strongest science departments will have the best
chance to remain open. There can not as yet be any
generalization as to the fate of other colleges
it to do its
p and keep its head up. We know that Elon is doing,
t ^*8ht and we have
boys here who are getting ready to fight better We
are keeping the American ideals alive both in the class
rooms and on the campus, and that counts. Now we
must help as much as possible to help Elon live
Elon has been fighting debt and won. No v when
i panicky and leave school. Despite
men arTri government still wants trained
in h i chances of stay-
ing in school still are great. Everyone who sticks by
just helps Elon that much more and is at the same time
making himself of more use to our government
it also help the college save as much money as
InH « h "“p up or wasting electricity
th«t m gives Elon
that much more to stand on and schools like Elon must
row W -to toZr-
w at Elon we have something.
Let s stick by our faith.
Adolescent or College Student
As strange as it may seem, sound, or look, most
Elon students are now mature, and as a result thereof
are gradually shedding their cloak of adolescence. Al
though this is an obvious physical fact the mental
change is not nearly so apparent at first glances or at
on7h° J u actions of many students. Now
on this day of Halloween, why not shed the rest of that
Adolescent Cloak"? Why not be College Men instead
of College High School Students?