Thcr* arr numerous quotations with which -one
nnght begin an article of this nature, there arc a^reat
many ways ef making appeals, and there are words of
eveiy type which might show appreciation. Yet, we
know how time after tiroe you have been conlronted
with the idea of the blessedness of giving rather than
receiving, the idea to dig a Jittle deeper and give a litUe
mote, and then the ever familiar, “Gee, thanks, fel
low! You’ll never forget this." But that isn’t the
point
It was back in 1941—November. Elon bad just
won the last big ball game of the season. There was
celebration galore, Thanksgiving holidays, and Christ
mas just around the comer. Sure, we were all ex
cited. Then came December 7, the day of the pre-
senUtion of the MESSIAH. Wherever you were,
whatever you might have been doing, that day and
its events made a great change in your life, in your
thoughts, and even in your personality.
Not long after that many boys left (he Elon campus
to lake their places in battle. With them they earned
memories of their school, their friends. With them they
also carried hope—hope for those memories again to
become realities rather than cherished dreams. To-
tlay, as victory appears a little closer—the hours pass,
that hope and spirit has not died but remains in their
minds, only this time stronger, for it Is a renewed hope.
II has been renewed by the efforts of a powerful na
tion of people who, at home, have kept and are making
something worth hoping for.
During the last few weeks we’ve heard a great deal
about this National War Fund Drive and its purpose.
Y'es, we know what you're thinking—"Just another, one
of those pleas for money.” But, believe it or not,
you’re all "wrong . . . And where do we get that? -Well,
that’s simple to answer. Elon students have never had
to be begged for anything.
Several years ago, the students of Elon College
"dug" into the "All or Nothing" campaign head over
heels. And if you don't think they meant it when
they went after $1000, just ask Dr. Smith. They
didn't give because they were forced to or because
somebody worried them sick with "Please, please.” We
know why they gave without one single plea, and you
know. too. We know because we’re Elon students,
too.
But back to those fellows who left Elon to fight.
Vr’e’re hoping and believing it won’t be too long before
they'll be returning. And when they’re back, you can
bet your life they’ll get a mighty hearty welcome and
a big round of 'Thank-you's.” They'll just be count
ing on you to make those hopes we’ve been talking
about turn into the "real stuff.” And, Brother, with
Elon students in this War Fund Drive, there’s no doubt
about it. ^ ^
You bet we’re proud of our part, too. Every Elon
dollar that goes into this campaign carries that very
message, "Thanks a million, fellows," for you «ee, we’re
jiut giving; junt thanking
Joe Franks, Lew Allen and Spike Harrell believe
in the-saying, "Variety is |lie sjl^e of life." and have
ad led to it, “variety is also the apice of dating."
Frances Pegram is stuck on something! (Namely,
behind on Pi Beta Phi pin of Duke Beddingfield's.)
Ellen Albriglit, Jane Whitlock, Leight Flinchum,
.ai^ Betty Benton all toured down Carthage way this
past week end. Frank Bain to Haw River.
Verdalee Norris was surprised Wednesday night
with a birthday party given for her by third floor
West. A home baked cake was done away with in
short order.
Note to freshmen; The Oak Is for seniors.
Edna Reitzel played a good game of volleyball the
other night—from inspiration that came before the
game, no doubt.
The dean of women has decided that a lamp must
accompany Leopold when he and Virginia Powell date
in West again—in the same corner. Wayne Taylor has
been informed that is too much weight on a chair Lf
two sit in one—that was made for one person.
Hoy Todie Daniels has difficulty in walking a
straight line—with his eyes shut. So saKh John Theo-
polis.
Roy Ben7 has enlisted In the Army Air Corps Re
serve for 77 year olds.
Shirley isn’t the only Nuisance around the campus
—Rawls gets the Noose out of the deal. And that's news.
It bus been carefully explained to Dean Phares
that moonshine comes in jugs and not bottles.
Poet’s Corner
ODE: TO A LOST LOVB
OR, WHAT GOOD DOES THE MAN SHORTAGE
DO ME?
By Jerry Colonna Kuhmeera
There is a lu-ump lodged in my thro-at.
There is a pa-in deep in my hear-t;
And if. by chance 1 were a po-at
This is how I'd probably star-k
I loved the women—young and o-uld.
I loved the women—brave and bo-uld,
I loved 'em when the sun went down—
1 loved 'em more when the moon was round . . .
Now there was one—Ah, gorgeous creature!
But man alive! The way she did treat ’cher!
She whispered sweet nuttins' from a heart full
of love—
For all the men under the heavens above.
She said she could love me—in a sort of soothing
tone:
Yeah! She said she could love me—if I’d leave
her alone.
And sad now I be. with no care for the women—
Ah Heck! What's the difference?
They don’t appreciate me, anyh«w.
Editor's Note. 11 this be a poem to fill up space,
the author had better hide his wee face; Ob—woe
Is Bie.
nnen ne ceasea writing lo me.
Later on I did discover
I was hated by his lover . . .
But 1 placed myself above her,
And my wish was gratified. ''
And the thought that scratched inside
At length was pacified . . .
And we named our first child Henry and dwelt
in a cottage near a lilac tree.
And I thought of his fiancee
Annually.
Emily Crandell—Old GoldA Black
HITLER’S MISTAKE
In a dark, smoky beer cellar in the German city
Dl Munich, in 1923, six men sat about a table talking.
These half dozen men are plotting the downfall of
German's Weimar Republic. The new political party
which is to rule the country following the coup d’etat
is to be headed by the man at the table—the one with
the comic mustache 6nd dirty trenchcoat.
The group is seeking a name and a symbol, which
will attract followers to their party and under which
they can march in their hate.
What shall they call themeslves? One stout fel
low who fancies himself quite a Don Juan, recom
mends "The Social Workers Bund." Another, a sallow,
club-footed man overrides it with "The National Ger
man Party." But the leader sits silent, deep in thought.
Suddenly he speaks, and the. others lean forward to
hear him—“The name we will use has just come to
me," he says. "We will call ourselves (he National-
Bozialistiche Deutsche Arbeiterpartei ... in shoK, the
NAZIS.”
Now they must choose a symbol and a flag. All
at once the leader pounds the table and in a shrill voice
cries—“I have it. We will use the symbol of good luck
—the ancient Aryan symbol, the swastika. We will
call it the Haaken Kreuz. the hooked cross. It will be
our Nazi symbol of good fortune."
Under the sign of the hooked cross, the Naii surge
Into power, and by 1933 all Germany is under their
domination. In a few more years all Europe bends
under the weight of the crooked cross. At last—the
swastika is marching against the world.
But then something happens. Defeat after defeat
crushes the Nazi army. The Luftwaffe is blasted from
the sky. The great cities of Germany become blazing
infernos where the crooked cross withers and dies.
Hitler must soon learn about his major mistakes—
only one among his many. The ancients used two
^mbols. In choosing what he thought to be the
symbol of good luck, the swastika, Hitler chose by
mistake the suavstika, whose crooked arms reaching in
opposite directions, portend peril and misfortune to all
who use it.
—Coronet
New Books To Read
By Elizabeth Benton
VALLEY OF THE SKY, by Hobart Douglas Skid
more, is one of the most popular of the best-sellers
recently added to the Elon library.
This is not only a novel of battle, but also a novel
concerning human beings; it shows the feeling of the
men for their plane, the personal integrity which turns
a civlian into a first-classs fighting man, and the effect
of death on the minds of the men, It is the story
of men who fight in the sky for a dream on the earth.
The "Harpie,” their plane, is the unit which binds
together the ten men which comprise its crew. To them
it is something almost human. In battle she seemed to
be guided by a power which is beyond their ability to
comprehend.
In her last battle, although disabled, she dropped
4. Never spit your chewing gum in somebody else's
glass of water. Unnecessary noise at the table is frown
ed upon. In the case of Bernice Bangle, who chews to
bacco, it is sugges^d that she deposit same in the-
gravey bowl, where no one will notice.
5. Stick the napkin in one's collar. If one is not
wearing a collar, or if one is wearing a tee shirt, stuff^
the napkin in one's belt. Carl Neil, Elon's fashion plate,
has specially made napkins, tailored neck size, and
made in colors that match his garments that he wears
to dinner.
6. Folks should not say mean or nasty things at
the table, unless they are like Leopold who can get much
more to eat if everyone ete becomes sick and givei^
biro their shaj-e after listening to an offhew remark.
7. It is a sign of great intellectuality if one has
a knowledge of some of the more elite terms bestowed
to various flems of the culinary art—a brief list of
which ensues;
Sliced bread is knows as plaster of Paris; rolls
and biscuits are referred to as cement; butter is called
by the socialites "grease," but the term is changed to
Wd should oleo be u&ed; spinach, cabbage, and the like
are spoken of as sea weed; sugar, dandruf; salt, sea
dust; pepper, dirt; jam, varnish; gravey, mucilage; vine
gar, bottled Haw River; corn has name bad joke; fried
chicken is affectionately named turkey buzzard, unless
it is a small one, and then the handle of canary bird
Is applied; eggs are h«n fruit; rice, fly eggs; the name
for vanilla pudding will be bad upon request of Ruby
Braxton or Shorty Smith; water Is a.sked for as tear
juice; and there are countless other learned nom de
plumes, which will be easy to remember after a bit.
8. If there is an occasion to converse with someone
at the next table, be considerate enough ,to raise your
voice loud enough so the other person can hear. 'Why
bother the waiters for messages?" asks Jo Poe. 'They
have enough to do as is."
9. Never eat hurriedly. Try to be the last to
finish, even if it takes seven helpings to do so, Dod
Miller claims an undisputed championship in this
respect,
10. Pets shouldn't be fed at the same table with a
human, nor at the same table. Verdalee Norrit’s cat
was allowed at her (able, though, for a long time, imtil
the aforesaid feline creature wandeied into a coal pile-
ill back of the powerhouse and left little black footprints
all over the fish at Friday dinner.
11. John Rossi, the renowned engineer, has found
that the shortest distance between two points is a
straight line. He has applied (he ancient and oft quoted
adage, this time to the subject of passing a slice of bread
to the far end of the table. Instead of causing any
inconvenience to those eating, who would normally be
called on to pass the bread down the line, Mr. Rosst
suggests that the slice of bread be heaved directly to
the person in need. "Great caution should be taken.”
warns Rossi, "so as not (o throw the bread into the gravy
bowl, as dunking is not polite."
12 One should sit in seats that are assigned
Leon Gibbs has a shot gun to use on people who usurp
his place.
Should any questions arise, Hahvey Rawls will be
only to glad to explain the finer points of how to go
about the devouring of food and drink in the proper
manner.
her bombs on the target, and hepled to make possible
the successful landing and American infantryman and
Marines. After doing her job. mortally wounded, she-
and her crew fly out into the clouds . Even yet. all
men who fly listen for (he "Harpie," knowing that her
spirit was infinite.
VALLEY OF THE SKY Is a beautiful book, not
only for its spirit, but also for its portrayal of the mea
who bring battie to the peaceful valley of the sky.