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MAROON AND GOLD
SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 1944
^ouih Old
ILON FESTIVAL CHORUS
PRESENTS CANTATA
BY
GENE “UNEXPURGATED" POE
“Time on my Hands” is the theme
song of a group of prison mates in
one of the country's larger prisons,
but Leon “Campus Life” Gibbs seems
to have taken up with “Should Old
Acquaintace Be Forgot.’ Wonder
why? Now gang! You shouldn’t say
such things.
Here's one for your diary. Who is
the noble and un
known admirer of
^va Carpenter who
came forth with
in orchid for East
er and failed to re
veal his identity?
If we thought
Mary Warren
wouldn’t mind, we
would tell you her
middle name which
no one seems to
’linow. Now don’t
any of you go
’round calling her
“Maggie. She
would surely know who told you.
Roy Mansfield, one of the five year
boyj. was on campus last week. Good
to have him back for a visit. Just in
case you don’t remember, Roy is the
sailor who was introduced in chapel
last Monday. While he was in school
he topped his career by being editor
of the famed MAROON AND GOLD.
From random observation the Hol
land and Satterfield case seems to be
rijoelv
A note of thanks to the Air Students
f(.' Hance la=t Friday night. It was
a good dance and the music was up to
par. but the general opinion seemed
to think that it lacked a little some
thing that other dances previous to
this one had had. Nevertheless, it
provided some much needed enter
tainment for the evening.
If any of 5^>u hep cats are around
Greensboro some night drop in the
“114” Club. It provides a taste of
that good old fashioned jive.
Congratulations and best wishes to
A-S Bob Ricker and Anne Frink. We
want to wish them a world of happi
ness and the best of everything. The
news of their engagement was an un
expected but most pleasant surprise.
Janie Murphy certainly is a change
able sort of person. One night she
mails a letter and the next morning
she rushes down to the Post Office to
see that he letter is not delivered.
Well, Nell, we hope you don’t miss
Biddix too much while he’s gone.
Here’s hoping he comes back to stay.
Does Emersan carry a pillow on
dates for Shorty to sit on? From a
reliable source we heard that he did.
What a sight to see Bonnie and
Louvenia in paajmas at ten in the
morning;
Usually proud new poppies give
out cigars, but not so with Harry
Zarief. father of the recently arrived
New York quadruplets. Harry, him
self, is being presented with boxes of
cigars by members of Andre Kostel-
anetz’s orchestra (in which he plays
violin Sunday on “The Pause That Re
freshes on the Air” program.) Zarief
has carried home nine boxes of first
class smokes to date.
If you think you hear a faint jing
ling some afternoon behind Morton
Downey’s songs on the Blues, you may
be right. Morton has a habit of
bouncing coins in his coat pockets as
he sings. Usually the production man
asks for Mort’s loose change before
the broadcast, but sometimes he slips
up.
To the surprise of some people we
are going to make a statement that
may seem a bit out of order but it is
the truth. It has been lots of fun
working with the editor of the MA-
RON AND GOLD. We have had our
ups and down, but who doesn’t? To
Faye Thomas we say, “Congrats for
the fine work you have done, and we
think you have done a splendid job.”
To IvTary Ellen McCants, we say
“Congrats on being the new editor of
the MAROON AND GOLD.” We are
sure you wil make a good one and
just to make you feel better we can
assure you the student body will be
behind you all the time.
- We hope Goldie doesn’t mind Joe go
ing to W. C. to the Junior and Senior
formal Saturday night. After all
that’s a pretty big aff?ir and not ev
eryone gets a chance to be in the
grand march, the figure and to date a
class officer the same night. Here’s
hoping to see you and your date on
the society page Sunday, Joe.
So long for a while. See you next
issue.
CTD SLANT
The Elon Festival Chorus under the
direction of Prof. Irving D. Bartley,
head of the Music Department of
Elon College, presented the “Seven
Last Words- of Christ” by Dubois,
Sunday evening in Whitley Auditori
um,
Margaret H. Whittington, soprano,
instructor in voice at Elon College,
‘.et the proper atmosphere for the can
tata in the opening solo, “To all ye
v.ho travel upon the highway.” Clar
ence O. Southern, bass, of Burlington,
gave a convincing interpretation of
the Fourth Word, “God, My Father,”
One of the most effective portions of
the cantata was the duet, “Verily, thou
shall be with Me in Paradise” sung by
I James 'White, tenor, and “Hear Me,
Lord, and remember me’ sung by
Howard Cates, bass, which was sung
in style befittirig the text. Mr. White
and Mr. Cates were always adequate
for their solo passages whenever they
occurred in the work.
The choir was responsible to the di
rector throughout and was at all
times equal to the task at hand, be
i1, a representation of an angry mob
shouting “He is guilty—death ” or
when the chorus served merely as ac
accompaniment to a solo or duet.
Organ and piano arrangements of
the accompaniment were made by
Professor Bartley and lent an orches
tral color which served to make the
accompaniment interesting and vari
ed. Special credit is due to the ac
companists, Lila LeVan, mefaber of
the Elon College music faculty, or-
I ganist, and to Mrs. T. H. Mackintosh,
! pianist.
^^Day Student Doolings**
STRAIGHT FROM THE
AIR WAVES
Harry James has had to lay that red-
hot trumpet down and shoulder a gun,
1 but Swingville gets a break in having
I John Nesbitt’s “Passing Parade” step
j right up and take over. John is no
1 trumpeteer, at least, he wasn’t at the
j time we went to press (you can never
tell about the guy) but that marvelous
voice of his has more stops than a
console organ . . . and he uses them
all.
Ave, Caesar! Morituri te saluta-
mus!—but we who are going back to
our old branches of service and to
gunnery schools would like everyone
here to know that we have enjoyed
our stay at Elon. Of course, we are
sorry to leave, but if the men who
know what lias to be done to win this
war have decided tliat we can do more
to finish the job quickly in another ca
pacity, then that capacity is our job
—and we’ll do our best there, as we
have tried to do here.
I
To those of you who remain to
' carry on as cadets, we extend our sin-
^ cere wishes for good luck and a suc
cessful future. It's been great be
longing to this group, and to be a stu-
; dent at Elon. We would like to thank
our officers for their kindness and
' consideration to us, and wish them,
too, all the best in the days to come.
Wherever we go, the memories of the
fine people of this school ond the
nearby communities will be among
our happiest. Right here would be
a good spot for a toast ... To a win
ning war, and a short one!
BETTER—You-Than-Me-Dept.
That detail for cleaning the swim
ming pool . . . and guard duty from
0230 to 0430 . . . O. D. on Saturday
. . . making a class talk without prep-
I aration . . . even with preparation
L . . no mail today . . . the six-mile run
I . . . geopolitics . . . and those two inch
haircuts!
Sports Slant
D-1 seems to have the better of the
softball argument at this writing Ask
the boys of D-2. Last week they
■ were the victims of D-1 by a score
of 9-1 . . . and that one run was a
' gift,
, No basketball to report on in this
J issue. However we did get in a little
' cross country the other day. If some
of the boys did take a few short cuts,
just put it down to the spring weath
er .. .
BY “PEE WEE” WESTON
Once upon a time a father took his
daughter to a concert given by the
oversized Mrs. Stencho. The an
nouncer said “Mrs. Stencho will now
sing ‘If I were a Dove I’d Flee’.” The
little girl looked up at her daddy and
asked, “Daddy, what’s a dove-eyed
flea?” (Corn, fresh off the cob.)
Tuesday. April 11. 1944. the new
officers of th eday students for next
year were elected in Dr. Barney’s
classroom in Alamance building here
at Ye Ole Elon. Miss Jeanne Hook,
the outgoing president, presided and
the following were elected: Nell Cren
shaw, president: Iris Bolana. vice-
president; Patricia Hook, secretary;
and Rose Messick, treasurer. We hope
they may fill their offices and do as
well as the present officers have done.
We say “Hats off to them, and best
of luck.”
Fishing often brings results, so
we baited a hook and got the follow
ing information concerning Iris Bo
land. She is 18, born on August 22,
1925, but of course, she wouldn’t men
tion her age. All boys interest her
ind she is curious in a very pointed
way about a former Elon Kadet. She
is quite a food fadist and any kind
uits her. Also in a smaii way she can
cook. Elon is tops with her and she’s
for it 100 per cent. Basketball, being
her favorite sport, she was outstand
ing on her school s team. After her
t.>:aining here, she nlans to be a nurse
and we know she’ll make good, so let
a 21 gun salute ring out for a really
firf» girl.
Then there is also a fine, outstand
ing gentleman of Elon. Mr. Ralph
Brantley Andrews, known as “Aridy"
^ to the “Kadets.” His favorite food is
I fish. Milkshakes go into him like
; nobody’s business, and he never seems
1 satisfied. Tennis is his favorite sport.
, Upon request he said, “I prefer wom
en, especially the ‘loving’ type.”
Blondes intrigue him; brunettes in-
I .=pire iiim: and redheads woo him. All
kidding aside, “Andy” is a guy who
can be counted on to be there on top.
He’s a real guy. In the future his-
plans include a business career so we
ay. "Best of luck lo you, guy. ”
' Well, the old foots is about broken
downs from all this writing, so we’ll
have to “shuddup” for awhile. All
information you want w;ll be Iboktd
n for you. just let us know by way
of the MAROON AND GOLD.
By the way, anyone who knows a
good name for a dog see Janie Murphy
and tell her. She’ll appreciate it.
3ye now. Buy Bonds!
IF YOU WANT TO EAT
DROP BY YOUR
College
Bookstore
John Nesbitt with his “Passing Pa
rade” has made himself a reputation |
... in the movies. Remember that
sliort subject you applauded and re- j
niembered long after the feature pic- [
lure? Chances are it was the work of j
John Nesbitt. There was that uncan
ny study in contrasts built around the
Ufe of Alfred Bernhard Nobel, donor
of the Nobel peace prizes and inventor
of dynamite. . I
Nobody can tell a story like John j
Nesbitt can . . . and nobody has such .
amazing stories to tell. Most of his I
material is picked up from the drama '
of real life . . . for instance, there
was his story about the English wom
an who developed phobia against
ever leaving her house.
Sometimes John Nesbitt’s “Passing
Parade” march into the dim and misty
past. Sometimes it i^j>rojected far
into the future, giving up a glimpse of
I the world that is to be. He makes his
tory, scientific discoveries, literature,
j art and social problems the subject of
intimate chats with his audience . . .
garnished wtih gags and anecdotes.
John Nesbitt is the world’s roving-
est reporter, although he spends most
of his time digging into his trunk and !
surrounded by tiers of files on every j
conceivable subject. That trunk was
left him by his father and it was the j
miscellaneous collection of a man who j
had been a lecturer, editor of a news- ;
paper in India, member of the British
Intelligence service, professor at Yale j
and the Parris Sorbonne and family, a
Unitarian minister. In it John Nes- i
bitt’s “Passing Parade” was born.
Some of our most strenuous ac
tivities in the field of athletics go com
pletely unnoticed . . . Sorne day we’d
like 10 conduct a contest to determine
til school chin-up champion . . . and
the lad with the highest P. F, R. rat
ing . . . but maybe we’ll wait till
after the war. After all, that shore of
stuff is a bit of work.
John Nesbitt is an amazing man who
has had an amazing career. He is only
33 but he’s been all over the map . . .
worked as a bellhop . . . worked in a
cannery . . . covered a police beat for
a Frisco paper . . . dabbled in art in
Paris . . . become an instructor in col
lege .,. . has been the guest in the
palace of a maharaja . . . thumbed his
way from California to New York and
dined at the, captain’s table on the
liner Normandie. He has served hot
dogs in a Hollywood drive-in and has
won three of Movietown’s coveted
“Oscars.”
Huba-Huba
This is not a thumbnail sketch—
it’s a series of thumbnail sketches.
We are writing of an almost legen
dary figure in Elon life—the incom
parable Charles Stump. With a fi^l
knowledge of the impossibility, we
might almost say, impropriety, of our
position, we herewith offer this trifle,
dedicated to the local superman.
History is full of heroes, dashing, bril
liant, bold.
But the age of heroes vanished with
the days of knights of old.
And now again Sir Launcelot rides,
gay, and new.
You're puzzled? Why? He must be
familiar to you , , ,
Who gallops ’round the ping pong ta- I
bles, and.welcomes any fray.
Who vanishes all, the sick and able.
Whose smile creates mild thunder in
each blushing maidens breast?
Whose dancing makes all wonder
If he^s really not the best?
We haven’t room to tell you how
He rises over every bump—
The very fates are helpless now—
against Charles Edward Stump.
J. G. Smith tied the martial knot
this past weekend . . .
R. W. Sams came back from his pass |
on time! I
Glamour boy Bernard is writing a
synopsis of his army -career . . . should I
be very interesting with his experi- |
ences at Pearl Harbor, OCS, and the
cadet program.
S’all for now.
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