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MAROON AND GOLD
SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 1944
Maroon and Gold
Edited and printed at Elon College by students of
Journalism. Published bi-weekly during the college
year.
—EDITORIAL STAFF—
Faye Thomas Editor
Gene Poe Managing Editor
Rachael Crowell Associate Editor
Mary Ellen McCants . Feature Editor
Bacil Steed Sports Editor
—BUSINESS STAFF—
Virginia Jeffreys Business Manager
Ann Frink Circulation Manager
Charles R. McClure Faculty Adviser
—NEWS EDITORS—
Robert Weston Wally Snyder
Elizabeth Braddy Alma Sprinkle
Elizabeth Holland Virginia Wheeler
Shannon Morgan Edna Truitt
“Spike” Harrell
—l^RODUCTION STAFF—
Charles Brown Linotype Operator
Dr. Merton French Staff Photographer
Spike Harrell Press Room
Entered as second-class matter November 10. 1936,
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We Need Your Aid!
To those of you who condescend to read so lowly
an article as an editorial, let me urge you to take the
few words written here in all seriousness. It has been
said that the young American generation is irresponsi
ble and carefree. But lately we have begun to realize
that there are things to be done by us—big things,
important things which will aid civilization in its ad
vance to higher levels.
Here at Elon we have a lovely campus, a coopera
tive administration, and a democratic faculty—all to
make our life on this campus a happy one. We have
various college activities which are sponsored for our
benefit. Their success depends on us. Our social
events are enjoyable only if the members of the student
body cooperate. These are all things done for us, to
help us in every way possible; but there there is the
adage, “You can’t receive without giving somethihg in
return.”
One organization on the campus which offers an
excellent opportunity to everyone to do his part is the
Student Service Organization. The most important
task of this group at present is rolling bandages for
the Red Cross. Our boys are giving their all on the
battlefields. It does seem right that we should be
able to give a few hours each week to the all-important
job of rolling these bandages. The fact that you have
to wash your hair or study seems small in comparison
with the tremendous amount of work to be done by the
Red Cross. Your help is needed. It is such a small
thing and requires so little effort—yet those bandages
mean a great deal to the wounded soldier.
Have you or some of your friends received a letter
similar to this one?
Dear Sis:
Well, at last I am on the road to recovery. The
wound in my leg is o. k. now, thanks to that blood
plasma and the bandages of the Red Cross. If it hadn't
been for them, you would probably be reading a tele
gram from the war department instead of this letter
from me. I had a narror escape, and thank my lucky
stars for the Red Cross and its workers. And by the
way. Sis, 'it makes me proud to know that there is a
possibility you rolled one of the bandages now on my
leg. Keep up the good work. We fellows think it is
swell the way you girls back home are doing yonr bit
to help us.”
It is a very ordinary letter, and may have been
written by any one of thousands of boys. But it has
a message for all of us. Did you get it?
If you have read this far won’t you realize the
seriousness of the situation and lend us your time at
least two hours a week. The Red Cross in Elon needs
help. We are counting on you.
ANN FRINK, Chairman S.S.O.
THE OLD PATHS
3-B’s
Booqie ’
Barrelhouse
The acceleration of therate of change in the world
goes on with unlimited increase of speed as science
adds fact to fact, and each new idea, each new method,
each new machine makes possible an additional fact
or source of fact. The Pyramid of Cheops, so long one
of the marvels of mankind, begins to look a bit tawdry
as we envision the age of plastics.
But there are certain universals that change little
or none. The basic traits of human society are still
the same as they were in days of old. We reject the
prophets. Ignorance makes martyr the man who
thinks ahead of his age. Custom and convention con
tinue to be drags on the chariot of progress—but, at the
same time, essential to order in human affairs.
Of one fact, however, we ought still to take
warning: The wisdom of the past is not dead. The
cumulative experience of the race—even the wisdom
of our own parents—deriving from years of finding
a way through the moral jungle of this world, is not a
foJJy to be scorned. Impulsive youth leads to many re
grets. Almost universally, we come to know that we
have tossed our heads at wisdom when we refuse the
advice of those who have put behind them the days of
many years. And this one fact stands out again
again in the lives of men: A man begins to attain to a
right perspective when he has learned to beat he hard
knocks of the world by sticking to the old paths, to
that which, by long experience, has been found to be
needful in human relations. Here is the first gate to
sane and happy living. Follow the old paths, the
paths your fathers trod, by observing the habits, the
virtues, the faith they found to be good.
BY BACIL H. STEED
HA! METRICAL COMPOSITION
Roses are red.
Lovers are blue.
But at Ladies Hall,
They’re a different hue!
S-ELECTION—Surpassing even th War Bond elec
tion, the race of Miss Body campaign is in full
progress. It is an ideal son oi an t'ecUon . . . having no
platform speeches, no candidates, no nothing ... or are
we kiddin'? The most composite girl of the campus
should be the result. All entries become the property
of Joe Franks, who is sponsoring the great project.
Ho-hum . . . some guys get the best of everything . . .
CLAM-ITY—Here's what can happen to you! Do
you not wish to be seen with luscious company such as
this? Have you no desire to be the envy of the cam
pus (and Gene “Greensboro College” Poe and Leon
"Kiss-Proof” Gibbs?) If you want to date a girl that’s
“decidedly different,” fill out the form below:
APPLICATION FOR A DATE
O. P. A. Form Number 20,473,967,382 1-2; Civilian
Use only:
Boy’s Name
Address
Phone Number
In this allotted space following inscribe a de
scription of yourself . . . Including therein an account
of the height of your morals, amount of gas to which
you have access, etc. If you are from Nawth C’lina,
don’t bother, as we can guess enuff.
Check the type of girl
Tall
Medium
Short
Thin
Scrawny
Medium Thin
Chubby
Obese
Happy Medium
Blonde
Brunette
Uncertain
Red Head
Bald
preferred:
Intellectual
Intelligent
Ignrant
Imbecile
Fairly Dumb
Dumb
Very Dumb
Ultra-dumb
Experiemced
Inexperienced
Virginian
Carolinian
Damnyankee
Are you draftable?
Does your father wear shoes with pointed toes?..
If from Haw River, does he wear shoes?
Enclose a photo of yourself (not retouched).
Over The Shoulder
Calm reason and pure logic will tell you that—
A girl is a maid. A maid is a servant. A servant
is a serf. A serf is a vassal. A vassal is a yacht.
Yachts are expensive things—Whaddya think girls
are?
NOTICE: To certain professors for whom we are
solicitous, even to the point of anonymous deference:
How to avoid falling hair . . . Jump outa the way.
Eaves droppers (girls please not) hear no good of
themselves. This gets them up in the air. What goes
up must come down. Therefore eaves drop.
I dreamed about you last night.
You did?
No, you wouldn’t let me.
(How foul).
Untire yourself from that knot that the previous
jokes had you in and prepare to listen to some music
notes from the Library of none other than that learned
musician, Col. “Gangreen.” While Mr. Gangreen is
“setting in” at the piano, we glance over his shoulder
and see this week’s music notes.
Captain Glenn Miller can be heard in a very en
joyable program called “I Sustain the Wings” Saturday
nights over NBC. He is aided by the singing of Ser
geant Ray Mackinley, and a swell group of musicians.
This band is different from that old Miller outfit in
that it has a string section. This aids greatly in slow
numbers.
Have you students ever heard Bob Crosby’s pro
gram on the air? Bob has Tommy Dorsey’s old sing
ing trio the “Pied-Pipers,” and they sound mighty
sweet in the background when brother B sings.
Barrie Wood has a swell program which gives away
a diamond ring as a reward for sending in an interest
ing letter about your favorite song. It is called the
“Million Dollar Band Program” . . . Tune in some time
and listen to some solid and sweet music.
An English soldier wrote home; “They put me in
the barracks; they took away my clothes and put me
in khaki; they took away my name and made me ‘No.
575; they took me to a church, made me listen to a ser
mon for forty-five minutes. Then Nie minister opened
his hymn book and said, ‘No. 575.’ ‘Art Thou Weary,
Art Thou Languid’? and I got seven days in the guard
house because I answered I certainly was.”
The other day I happened to be out snooping about
the lovely campus to see what I could see when sud
denly my mind spoke up to me and says. Boss look
no farther.” For there are three of the cutest little
chicks I ever saw. Ooooo! Man! Gather ’round young-
gins and if you won’t breathe a single word of it.
I’ll tell you what I heard! This is strictly between
you and me and the MAROON AND GOLD.
“How about Biddix? Did you hear that he finally
broke down? Mark one up for Crenshaw! , , , It’s a
lucky boy Etta loves more than her handsome brother
. . . Gee but I envy Hazel Walker. Tony really remem
bered their anniversary by saying it with flowers . . .
That important looking letter from the Naval Air Corps
made Martha very happy, didn’t it? . . . The Dr. John
son’s banquet seems to have left some mighty nice
memories . . . Don’t you love that new ring Ann
Frink is wearing? She’s always wearing some sort of
a ring . . . Say, girls, I feel sorry for those poor kids
with the mumps. Think of all they’re missmg . . .
Grace Nelle seemed to be having “gobs” o^fun last week
end . . . Being quarantined for two weeks saved Mary
Ellen form a mighty confusing week end . . . “Meg”
Graves should start teaching a class on how to get
a man and hold him . . . Didn’t Jeffreys trip make her
happy? She must have had a WONDERFUL time
. Why does Faye call Steed “Slender, tender and
indifferent?”
Have you heard that new song about Iris? “She
Wears a Pair of Silver Wings'’ . . . Don’t tell? Rachel
C. seems to be planning a trip for the summer ....
But have you noticed that bright light in yirginia
Wheeler’s eyes? The all clear must have'" sounded . . .
What do you reckon Liza and Lou are going to do now
with their “Papa’s off to the seven seas?” . . . Quite
a few of the girls missed the dance last night. Reck
on it was the mump epidemic or the date business? . . .
Well, what do you know? Oak Lodge was quiet last
week end. Incidentally, thepf were only five girls
there .... Is it true that mares eat oats, does eat
oats, and little lambs eat ivy?
I have just found out why they call George Ram-
seur “Fluid-Drive” . . . Because he’s so shiftless . . .
“Pat” Hook told me George was losing his CLUTCH . . .
(Heh! Heh!)
What was that cute (???) girl “Spike” Harrell had
a date with the other night? My, my—what an eve
ning! . . . “Matt” we are sorry that your cute girl
friend is sick. We trust she will be well shortly . . .
A|S Bill Palmer, taht wolf in air-corps clothing, is
leaving dear old Elon. Why didn’t you Elon girls give
Palmer a break? He was a swell kid and all you needed
to do was to meet him to understand. (Palmer drop
by the Maroon and Gold office and give me that $5.00
you promised me for saying this, or mail it to me).
Hats off to Ann Strader, cause Ann you certainly
looked sharp dancing in the Bookstore. Ah! Yes!
What a shape this old wold is in! Joyce Matthew’s
woMing again.
IN MEMORIUM
Here’s to the kid with the Bell-bottom pants,
Here’s to the girl who loves to dance.
Here’s to the Juke-Box on yonder wall,
That ghastly machine—a financial pit-fall.
A machine whose one and only desire, is to
Make one’s purse run dryer and dryer.
Here’s to the man with the scotch-plaid locket,
The guy who keeps his money in his pocket.
May he always ring out with, “Ah—Must uh?—”
To you, kind str, goes the Oak-Leaf Cluster ! ! !
—AJAX
So long and thirty.
Scanning The Pages
BENET’S WESTERN STAR
Stephen Tincent Benet’s death in 1943 found only
one volume completed of the four or more he had
planned concerning the westward migrations of peo
ples. But we shall long be grateful for this, one of the
last of works that made him the foremost poet of
all time. This epic, together with selections from both
his prose and poetry, has been added to our library.
The choice of American diction, the understand
ing of the currents of American history and its pluse-
beat, and the genuine poetic quality of Benet’s work,
JOHN BROWN’S BODY, are repeated in WESTERN
STAR. We recommend it to the lover of things native
and original. The theme is perhops not as rich in
appeal as the stbry of the conflict between the states;
but there is much fine gold to be found in his psycho
analysis of the early settlers ,and coming of Cavalier
and Puritan, and of the great trek to the west.
Such lines as these will not soon be forgotten:
Star in the west, fool’s silver in the sky,
Desolate lamp above the mountain pass
Where the trail falters and the oxen die.
Spiked planet on the prairie of wild grass.
Flower of frost, flower of rock and ice,
Red flower over the blood sacrifice.
There is a wilderness we walk alone
However well-companioned, and a place
Where the dry wind blows over the dry bone
And sunlight is a devil in the face,
The sandstorm and the empty water-hole - - -
Star-rocket, bursting when the dawn was grey
Will-o’-the-wisp that led the riflemen
Westward
Old riders in the saddle of the past.
Old signal-smokes, grown meaningless at last,
—Why should one voice play bondsman to the dead.
Or rake the ashes of the desert fire
For any token of that lost desire?
The MAROON AND GOLD lists a few of the many
fine pictures now in production in Hollywood. Re
lease dates are approximate, but they will probobly
be shown at a local theater during the next few weeks.
Titles are subject to last-minute change.
■LADIES COURAGEOUS” (Drama). Loretta
Young, Philip Terry, Geraldine Fitzgerald. In the
dramatic story of the Wasps’ fight for Army recogni
tion; the lives and loves of its gallant members are
revealed. Universal.
“THE LODGER” (Drama). Laird Cregar, Merle
Oberon, George Sanders. In the 1890’s London was ter
rorized by a murderer who chose actresses for his vic
tims. Gripping drama and a splendid cast. 20th
Century.
“SEE HERE, PRIVATE HARGROVE” (Comedy).
Robert Waller, Dona Reed, Keenan Wynn. Here
comes Private Hargrove, one-time cub reporter whose
Army mis-adventures will send you away chuckling.
M-G-M.
“IN OUR TIME” (Drama). Ida Lupino, Paul Hen-
reid, Alla Nazimova. An English girl who marries a
Polish count in 1939 fights his family’s autocracy tO'
make a better world for their people. Warner Bros.
“KNICKERBOCKER HOLIDAY” (Comedy with
Music). Nelson Eddy, Constance Dowling, Charles:
Coburn. A tuneful comedy of old New York and a
rogue who won the lady of Pieter Stuyvesant’s choice.
United Artist.
“DANGEROUS JOURNEY” (Drama). Elsa Lan-
chester, Gordon Oliver, Lenore Aubert. Unexpected
complications ensue when a London scrubwoman, arm
ed with a snake-eye charm, sets out to kill Hitler. RKO
“HOME IN INDIANA” (Comedy and Drama). Lon
McCallister, Jeanne Crain, Walter Brennan. Against
the exciting background of sulk racing, two young
people write finis to a family feud by falling in love.
20th Century.
Three good bets:
“A GUY NAMED JOE” (MGM). Spencer Tracy,
Irene Dunn.
“COVER GIRL” (Columbia). Rita Hayworth, Gene
Kelly, Lee Bowman, Otto Kruger, Even Arden.
“THE BRIDGE OF SAN LUIS REY” (United Art
ists). Lynn Bari and Frances Ledger.
A WORD TO THE WISE
NOTEBOOKS
It has come to the attention of Ye Sage Editor that
there are, within these marble halls of learning, a few
wretched and unthinking miscreants who need con
stantly to be reminded of the obvious. Most of the men
of this world prefer to let fate catch up with such ne’er-
do-wells. But in respect to one matter, at least, our
conscience will not now let us be silent as fate creeps,
up on you.
Ye Editor had to take a comprehensive examina
tion this week, and sl^ was reminded of the fact that
notebooks ought to to preserved. Hence she now
speaks on this wise: Ho! All ye hapless unthink'"!!
wights: Bestir yourselves. Make good notes when you
make them. Enfold them in cerements of linen and
ivory. Preserve them. For the day of examination
cometh like a crtow to the cornfield, to pluck up knowl
edge by the roots. The quarter closes March 3
Did You Know?
BY GENE POE
That during the Middle Ages the seven wonders of
the world were The Colosseum at Rome, The Cata
combs of Alexandria, The Great Wall of China, Stone
henge, The Leaning Tower, The Porcelain Tower of
Nanking, and The Mosque of St. Sophia at Constan
tinople.
That the average life of an Earthworm is ten years.
That window glass paint can be removed by a
strong solution of soda.
That he highest mountain in the world is Mount
Everest, which is 21,141 feet.
That the State motto of Norh Carolina is “Esse
Quam Videri.”
That the inimitable Kate Smith was a dancer before
she became famous as a singer.
That Morton Gould had his first musical compo-
sition published when he was only six years old.
That Kay Kyser and his orchestra have played
for more than 2,000 Army and Navy Camps.
That Bing Crosby collects phonograph records,
and has hundreds, but not one of his own in the col
lection.
That Xavier Cugart is just as famous for his clever
caricatures as he is for his music.
That Horce Heidt is an expert golfer, and he re
cently defeated the famous pro, A1 Espinoso.
That Sammy Kaye was a champion track man at
Ohio State and specialized in the low hurdles.
That, Gene Krupa, one of the ace dance maestros
of the country, started as a drummer at the age of
eleven, playing with a kid’s orchestra in Chicago. In his
teens he appeared with high school and college bands.
He first joined a name band when Joe Kyser in
Chicago hired him. In 1929, he joined part of the
Red Nichols’ aggregation. With him in the band was
his boyhood friend, Benny Goodman. After three
years with Nichols, Gene left o play with Irving Aaron-
son and His Commanders. At the end of a year, he
made another shift and became the drum man with
Max Hallet. Russ Colombo and Buddy Rogers were his
next leaders. His reputation now well established,
he again joined Benny Goodman, this time on the
“Let’s Dance Program.” From then on it was all clear
sailing. Last year he organized his own band and re
mained as a top notcher until he was put in Sing Sing
for peddling dope. He is to’ be released next month,
and unless we miss our gil&s. Gene Krupa will have
something for the music world that they have never
heard before.