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JViAROON AND GOLD
SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1946
Maroon and Gold
Edited and printed by students of Elon College.
Published bi-weekly during the college year, under
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Jhojuqhiii
I sent my soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my soul returned to me.
And answered, “I Myself am Heav'n and Hell.”
—The Rubaiyat of Khayyam.
How beautiful upon the mountains are the
feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that
publisheth peace.
—Isaiah 52:7
Numen Lumen
(Or “Come Out of the Dark”)
Numen Lumen—these two Latin words are the
motto of our college. Truly Elon has been "a new
light” to thousands of men and women who have passed
through her doors. The college itself was a new
light in education in that it was the first church col
lege in the state to admit the fairer sex. Today Elon
is surpassed by few, if any colleges in North Carolina
in high standards, curricula, and school spirit. To us,
surely, it is the most beautiful. Students enter as
Freshmen, young, untrained, unsettled, and leave with
a new vision, sounder characters, broader minds, to
take their places in the world.
But . . . today, in spite of the above listed virtues,
many policies in the government of the college seem
antiquated to the average campus student. Particu
larly is this true of some of the rulings of the Board
of Trustees, which were made years ago, and which
at that time, seemed perfectly beneficial, but which,
today, are terribly obsolete. The edicts about which
most of the students become peeved at one time or
another are the ones concerning dances, orchestras, etc.
Another thing which we need in order to achieve
real “Numen Lumen” are liberal courses in sexual hy
giene and marriage and family relationshiops. The fact
that this—one of the most important things that a
person should know—is entirely overlooked in our
college curriculum is regrettable: When one out of
every six marriages in America is ending up in the
divorce court and two out of the remaining five are un
happy partnerships, it is evident that young Americans
need to be educated in this field.
There are other things which we could mention.
Many of the students are critical of compulsory church,
chapel, and Sunday school attendance. (It is interest
ing to note that more upperclassmen attend Vespers—
which is not required—than do attend Sunday school—
which is.) But concerning this the students do not
always know what is best for them.
But our task is this—to avoid intolerance and try
to cultivate its opposite. To us, intolerance is the dead
liest of sins. To have an understanding heart surely
brings us closer to God. Someone has said that man
kind has learned to fly like a bird, swim in the sea
like a fish, and that now all he has got to do is to learn
to walk on the earth like a man. Very few students
will read this article, two or three faculty members,
perhaps that same number from the administration,
and probably none of the trustees. But to those who
do—we say this: Above all, let us be broad-minded,
tolerant, intelligent, and fair with one another. Let
us strive for greater understandign . . . “Numen Lumen”
. . . until the sons of men become the Sons of God.
Science In The News
By BILL CLAPP
The Massachusetts Institute of Technology has a
100-ton “mathematical brain.” It is an electronic cal
culating machine that makes a few minutes work of
problems that would take days. Used during the war
to compute complicated range tables for United States
Navy guns, to supply fire control data, and to figure
out radar antenna designs, it was rumored to be a
“white elephant.” These rumors were for the pur
pose of fooling the enemy.
The machine can tackle three problems at a time
with as many as eighteen variable factors in each qne.
The machinery contains 200 miles of wire, 2,000 elec
tronic , tubes, several thousand relays, and about 150
motors. In spite of its apparent comlexity, one man
can operate it.
As problems are fed itnto it on perforated tape,
the machine gives the answers on graphs or as num
bers on electric typewriters.
Telephone service for rural areas may come earlier
than expected if present tests with power line trans
mission are successful. The system, reported in use
around Jonesboro, Ark., makes use of rural electric
lines bringing power and light to farm houses. The
transmission is by means of a radio frequency car
rier wave, which travels on the power lines along with
the power supply.
This development would be a short cut to rural
telephone expansion because it eliminates the neces
sity of building telephone lines, a slow job. Elec
tronic transmitting and receiving equipment is in
stalled at the central switchboard and at each telephone
circuit on the line. A regular dial system may be used,
and with pi-oper protection, there will be no interfer-.
ence between the telephone circuit and the power cir
cuit. Tests are encouraging, but all is still in the ex
perimental stage.
It is estimated that there are almost three million
farm families now served by power lines but lacking
telephone service.
Nearly six million pounds of sunflower seed were
grown in the United States in 1945 to produce table
oils and animal feed.
A patent has been issued to cover a new type of
motor fuel that would be independent of petroleum
supply. The proposal is to use a solution of ammonia
nitrate in liquid anhydrous ammonia.
Heating systems of the future may use liquids
which can be heated to temperatures of over 800
degrees Fahrenheit without vaporizing. This would
take the place of water for heating radiators. The
temperature would also take care of'stoves and other
appliances, including irons.
Over The Shoulder
The following was recently found in the MAROON
AND GOLD box: ,
Dear Editor:
Who is Boodle Baby and Cuddle-bait? The day
students would like to know.
A DAY STUDENT.
Also we were confronted b:( a very intelligent look
ing individual the other day who did not understand
the significance of that famous quotation, “Cows are
such useful creatures.”
The MAROON AND GOLD apologizes to its read
ers for using nicknames, terminology, and quotations
with which they are not familiar. But when that quick
over-the holiday boodling reputation of our favorite co
ed arose, we could not overlook giving it the proper pub
licity—even though we forgot the explanation.
Boodle Baby (and also Cuddle-bait, bfjing oije and
the same person) is none othfer than Verdalee Grey
Norris—sometimes spelled Verta Lea. It so happens
that this famous author of “Littr Uns’ Little Bits” (al
though that column is being written by her roommate,
also Burch’s woman this week) was witnessed bidding
quite a fond farewell to an Elon lad the day before
the Christmas holidays, with full consent on her part.
Half an hour later, after No. 1 had departed, another
“friend” came along who also had to say goodbye, and
he saw ta it that it was justifiably affectionate. Since
Jesse “I see everything” Thurecht, the first witness,
saw this too, a Suffolk-Norfolk convention of third-
floor West girls during the hollda’ys labeled she w^iom
they had been calling “Maladjusted Vert,” “Boodle
Baby.” According to Vert, Hal Foster, Jack Burch,
Ben and Cy Kirliy, Everette Kivette, Henry Ward, Har
old Siler, other feather-brains, and Calvin Milam and
Bobby “Hubba Hubba” Harris later fell in line with
the Virginia girls and also took up the habit. Hence
now, half of the post-Christmas students dq_not even
know Boodle Baby’s real name.
We don’t know whether or not this is the proper
explanation but it will do for the time anyway. To
have!
CONTRIBUTED QUIP
I could never think to squeal on
A graduate of good old Elon
So if I saw a penny pilfered.
I’d blame it on a guy from Guilford.
Al Burlingame
Pep Watkins
Emerson Whatley
Ed Mulford
Homer Vangooch
SNIPik!
— "the o.ccour(t
of campus evcrrts..
Poet’s Column
THE MOTH
I sat all alone in my garret one night.
Alone at my desk and my pen.
Attempting to master a difficult theme
But finding no words to begin.
The damp summer air hung oppressive and hot '
As vainly I strove and grew wroth.
And just as my anger was kindling within
There flew through the window a moth.
The tiny lost thing in my strange yellow world
Had been drawn by the magnet so bright;
A life-given snowflake, it hovered and shied
As it sought for a place to Ifght.
A beautiful creature, it flitted and weaved
On its fluttery, haphazard flight.
Its wings out of step with the brave little heart
That kept time in it’s body so white.
But I, in no mood to give beauty its due.
Distracted and pulses afire.
Arose to extinguish the hapless white moth
Which was feeding new flame to my ire.
I raised up my hand to deliver the blow
That would snuff out a life in its fall.
When, stilling its winglets, the moth came to rest
On a calendar there on the wall.
Religious of nature this calendar was.
With its church-dates a colorful maze.
While a portrait of Christ and an innocent child
Supplemented the gay-numbered days.
Inscribed on the picture for all eyes to see
Was a caption in letters quite clear;
“Nay, suffer the children to come unto me,”
It said boldly to all who could hear.
My hand was arrested, before it could strike,
By the miracle there taken place;
The little white moth lay in peaceful repose.
On the Savior’s benevolent face!
Coincidence was it—or was it design—
That the moth in its peril had gained
The saving protection of Him we adore?
For ’twas only that held me restrained.
With temper subdued and my head meekly bowed,
I returned to my work with a zest.
Inspired and awed by the wisdom of God,
Who had shown me that mercy is best.
—A. W. Burlingame.
LITTLE UM%
I.ITTLE %im
With so many of our gossip makers busy washing
clothes, running “errors,” trying to ignore the boy
friend and so forth during “hell week,” it’s been
rather hard to get any dirt at all for this column . . .
but here goes:
Betsy Smith is giving lessons to anyone who wants
to be brilliant . . . the only “Albright” girl on campus
. . . Poor Dotty really died from lack of “Pep” . . .
Nice performance girls . . . Rachel, if Hink comes back
after seeing you for a solid week minus the war paint,
certainly it must be true love this time . . . hey, W. D..
who in the heck is Blondie? . . . and who was it that
said practice teaching is fun?
“In the spring a young man’s fancy turns to love”
or something like that . . . Elon must be a little ahead
as usual . . . notice all the new diamonds being flashed
around . . . Ladies’ Hall rates two . . . how ’bout it
Carolyn Thompson . . . you too, Jessie Ree . . . then
while snooping around the Day Students’ room we saw
a couple more . . . love’s wonderful isn’t it . . . Ann
and Elinor Dare? . . . Maybe this belongs in the Day
Student column too . . . Lucy Truitt giving Jack the
Walker-round . . . Helen Cobb engaged in a Long con
versation . . . these people.
Latest couples seen under Senior Oak: Clegg
Miller and Hal Foster . . . Marguerite Hudson and
Bill Anderson . . . Elinor Argenbright and Tom Foust
on the waiting list . . . fifteen minutes allowed each
couple . . . Dot Shepard and Jimmy Westmoreland com
ing around the corner . . . just a little late . . . Carolyn
and Floyd returning disappointed to Ladies’ Hall . . .
no trees left.
Five pictures of the same boy, same pose, in the
same room . . . Lib, Frenchie was all covered up with
Clay-tor wasn't he? . . . how did it all happen . . .
Jim Wilkens is on the loose, girls . . . put in your bid
early.
One radio in East plays without stopping all
afternoon ... it couldn’t be the excellent programs
. . . the announcer no doubt . . . Vivian, please don’t
run up the electricity bill . . . just heard that Dot Wil
liams, snip and snoop material of last year, has finally
snaked her man . . . congratulations . . . more power
to you.
How ’bout that bachelor’s table in the dining hall
. . . lately we have» seen one or more of the fairer sex
making eyes at a certain wolf over a cup of coffee
see, boys, even eating is no fun without a couple of
women around . . . ’nuff stuff . . .
“Little side-long glances
Little winks so quaint—
Makes you think you’re in love—
When you really ain’t.”
Best dressed man on campus is still Dr. Brannock,
for our money . . .You say “We ain’t got nojnoney?”
Heh! Heh!
BETTY BENTON, Guest Columnist
My writing Little Un’s Little Bits is like Doit
Kernodle trying to get on Ruth Everett’s shoe—it just
doesn't fit. Besides that I’m confused. There is too>
much going on, I can’t find a place to sit and write this,
nobody told me to write it until I got my hair nice
and wet and washed so I couldn’t go find a joke book
or someone interesting to talk to; everything that I
can think of to write about someone doesn’t “want
printed,” and evei-ything that someone wants pi'int-
ed I don’t know about—and now I'm through griping
and I’ll get down to doing what I’m suppo.sed to be
doing which I don’t know how to do. Oh,’ for some
peace and quiet!
Everyone is still talking about the High Point
game, so I guess it is all right if I have my say, too.
We lost in one way, but we certainly won in another.
I think that we can all be proud that we had enough
respect for Elon to keep our heads, and act like Chris
tians.
It’s after Valentine’s, but we want to award to Joe
Golombek the biggest and most glittering one still
available.
“Your Friend, My Friend, Everybody’s Friend”
McClenny is fast becoming the Dear jMr. Anthony of
Elon.
Last week-end was almost like homecoming for lots
of last year’s students. Dot Williams, now Mrs. David
Darden, stopped by Friday. Betty Blue and Shirley
Sinclair, both now Mrs. Somebody, spent the week-end
here. Shirley is even being invited to the Circle meet
ings in Aberdeen.
Watch out! Run for your life—it’s not Superman,
it’s Ralph Long back from boot in San Diego. Don’t be
mad, Ralph, I really am glad to see you. Other people
are, too.
Poor Brevitt. Everyone walks out on his jokes.
Please someone go ask him to repeat Tommy Burton’s
joke to you.
Just in general—both the typewriters in the
MAROON AND GOLD office are broken. Probably
from overuse by people getting in a hurry to write nice
things about Whatley before he leaves. Nice thines
NICE THINGS, Nice Things, nice thingg, Sgniht, nice
things about Whatley before he departs. There What
ley, there is my eulogy to you, or do I mean elegy.
I thought that I was going to be forced to write
something in this column that it would have almost
broken my heart to write. I know that the rest of the
school will celebrate with the girls of 3rd Floor West
when they learn that “Myrtle” rescued Gregory as
he was gomg down the drain. It really was horrible.
Graydon Butler, his owner, was in tears. I know you
all who know Gregory is, but in case you don’t—Greg
ory js a goldfish. Gregory is named after Gregory
Peck, who looks like Fred Register (in Graydon's esti-
mation.)
I guess that there are sixteen or seventeen girls on
campus who are glad that sorority initiation is over.
ut even they will admit that it was right much fun.
Even if they don’t admit it now they will this time next
year. Anyway, congratulations to all of you
Scanning The Pages
By STEVE CASTURA
nf Wallace Stegner and the Editors
of LOOK. Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston—
The Riversi^de Press. This is a book of illustrations
cieed”^ country’s problems of race, color and
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Wallace Stegner’s ONE NATION is about the grow
ing wave of intolerance and prejudice toward racial
and religious groups in our country.
stegner and photograhers from the LOOK staff
spent over a year in preparing the material as a survey
in illustrated form.
The pictures portray three types of Negroes- The
southern, the migrating, and the educated They also
show the customs of Jewish and Catholic people- of
the Hispanos of New Mexico; the Pachuckos of Los An-
Migrant Mexican Crop-workers, with a general de
scription of their habits and mode of living.
The purpose of the book is to focus attention upon
in problems facing our country
in this ciitical time, and also to picture the treatment
0. individual minorities to those who stand to profit
most from its revelations.
neither reactionary nor
findS, I?ber?i! ' forthright, fact-
thin?^^i?t'®°^ takes a’stand for aiid a^iinst some-
1 f. position is that suggested by
the Declaration of Independence which guarantees all
Americans something like equal opportunities regard-
less of race, color, or creed.
Harlan Logan, editor of LOOK writes in the Fore
word: “May this book serve to bring again to the
farsighted Americans the sacred dignity
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