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SATURDAY, APRIL 13, 1946 MAROON AND QOLD PAGE TWO •30- It is the usual thing for the editor to write a “Sen ior Swan Song” for this column in his last issue. But these are not usual times. (And no editor likes to think that he is the usual editor). A “Swan Song” sounds too much like the end of something. And how can a person ever stop editorializing? Once an editorial- izer, always an editorializer, in one way or another. In a “Swan Song” the editor talks about the achievements of the class—its long hard journey from Freshman to Senior. He comments on the important events that have taken place in the last four years. But this is no time to talk about the past. There are too many international problems in the balance, in which the future fate of the world lies. But what about education in the future? Never before has it had the opportunity that it has today. Colleges all over the nation are rapidly filling to ca pacity. Universities are crowded. There are those now who are receiving the benefits of a college education, who could not afford it before. More women are tak ing an interest in government. This, then, seems to be the hope for future. Things that were important to us a few years ago are meaningless now. Things that you wanted so badly, prove to be nothing when you get them. Other things take on new meaning as time makes us more mature. The returned veteran today is more serious in his work than he was before. But certainly he is not studying in vain, for never before was there a great- ed opportunity for service than today. Let us look at the nation and the world today: There seems to be a crime wave passing over the na tion. Daily we read in the papers of murder and theft, and sometimes, rape. And since the war there has been an accident epidemic, resulting in the loss of countless lives and property. War clouds are not in visible on the horizon. The Russo-Iran issue is yet unsettled. There is famine in Europe, unrest in Ger many, and war in China. And there is the atomic bomb . . . What’s wrong with us? Can’t we solve our prob lems? It seems that the more advanced our civiliza tion becomes, the more complicated are our problems. Again I quote a saying that has been used in this col umn: “Man has learned to swim in the sea like a fish; fly in the air like a bird; and now he’s got to learn to walk on earth like a man.” We are the youth of today. Tomorrow’s world will not belong to the ones who are leaders of the world today, but it will belong to us and our children. It’s our problem, and we cannot afford to fail. The torch has been thrown to us7 Let’s hold it high. JhouqhiX When nature re;moves a great man, people explore the horizon for a successor; but none comes, and none.wiU. His class is extinguished with him. In some other and quite different field, the next man will appear. —Ralph Waldo Emerson I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. —II Timothy 4:7— Maroon and Gold Edited and printed by students of Elon College. Published bi-weekly during the college year, under the auspices of the Board of Publication. Entered as second class matter at the Post Of fice at Elon College, N. C., under the act of March 8, 1879. Delivered by mail, $1.50 the college year, $.50 the quarter. Editor Thomas Horner Business Manager Mary Coxe EDITORIAL BOARD Co-Editor Verdalee Norris Managing Editor Betty Benton Associate Editor Catherine Cooper Sports Editor A1 Burlingame Feature Editor Joyce Smith BUSINESS BOARD Circulation Manager Virginia Ezell Ass’t. Circulation Manager Hazel Cole Adviser C. R. McClure Photographer Dr. Merton French Printer Charles Brown REPORTERS—Ruby Braxton,* Jo Earp, Marjorie Reidt, Dorothy Salmons, Ida Marie Parker, Merritt fiurns SPORTS WRITERS—Steve Castura, Ed Mulford COLUMNISTS—Bill Clapp, Verdalee Norris, Da»e Hensley, Bill Williams MPMCSCNTeO FOH NATIONAC ADV»«TI«tNO National Advertising Service, Inc. Coiiegt Pmblisbers Repi estimative 420 Madison Ave. New York; N. Y, CHICAM * »0«TO« • l«« AlMtUU • 5AR PMIKISCt Offiee—Room 1, Dwke Sciencc Building Over The Shoulder Checking up on our college paper exchange list we find that quite a few momentous events have taken place as of late, the two most notable of which con cern our old friends, Duke and Carolina. The DUKE CHRONICLE editor James R. (Jimmie) Alexander resigned his position on the newspaper and resigned from Duke University this week after having served as editor there since October of last year. Al exander, a vet who entered Duke in March 1945, with drew from the university following a conference with Dean H. J. Herring. The MAROON AND GOLD is not familiar with the circumstances which prompted the resignation, but nevertheless it would nominate the CHRONICLE as the best college newspaper on its ex- change hst, which includes the publications of over thirty American colleges and universities, in spite of the fact that the CHRONICLE “borrowed” a MAROON AND GOLD editorial about a month ago. But in addition to being a clever editorial writer. Jimmie was also the author of a regular column, “Out of the Masthead.” We reprint a couple of paragraphs from his last issue: "The other day, a cute freshman, on the way to the draft board, stopped in to see Dean Manchester. The frosh finally got a word in and quipped: ‘You know Dean, there’s one thing I have to ask of you. We’ve already got one fish on the administration. Don’t you be a bass.’ ” “Bobby Morrison’s Apple Hill daily came out with a sensash April Fool issue called THE DAMN TAR HEEL. The Carolinians really pulled no punches and best of all, its administrators didn’t pull any foul play.’’ Jimmie’s reference to Baby Face Morrison’s daily was not understated. The top headline for the April 1 issue was "Doubling of Professors’ Salaries Announc ed.” The lead story said the announcement came in a special proclamation from North Carolina Governor R. Gregg Cherry in the gubernatorial office in Raleigh. We quote from the story: "Summing up the event Cherry stated, “Hell, I cleaned state treasurer Charlie Johnson out of a cool million of state funds in a little ‘quorum’ last night, so why not brighten the corner, spread joy;—toujours gai kid!” Packed with other stories, equally humorous, the TAR HEEL also contained the following ad: "WHITE SHIRTS. Just arrived. Large stocks. If you can find us you can have them. National Burlap Stores.” Taking everything into consideration we admire an editor who (providing that the medium used is not de grading in itself) endeavors to promote interest and enthusiasm in the college newspaper, and who tries to make it, truly “the voice of the students.” Hats off to Jimmie Alexander and Bob Morrison. Science In The News By BILL CLAPP Speeds not reached yet by human-operated air craft are simulated in wind tunnels such as the largest one in the world, located at Moffett Field, California. Winds of 1500 miles an hour are i| oduced—twice the speed of sound. Compressors driven by electric motors totaling 10,000 horsepower are used. This tunnel is designed for testing craft to be powered with the new jet type engines. Another wind tunnel nearing completion at the same laboratory will produce 2,600 m. p. h. gales for a ten-minute period, making use of a large tank of com pressed air, which will be exhausted in the ten minutes. When the first atom bomb blast was set off in New Mexico last July a new kind of seismograph was tested. A seismogrgaph is an apparatus for detecting shock waves such as are set up during an earthquake. Usually siesmographs are very heavy, weighing several tons. They have a heavy weight suspended and attached to a pen or pointer which records sudden movements of the earth on a moving strip of paper or smoked paper. The new seismograph designed by Dr. L. Don Leet of Har vard University uses a light beam playing on a strip of film te photograph the record. The light is reflected several times by mirrors and gives a very sensitive re cording, thus eliminating the necessity for such a heavy weight. The unit weighs only sixty five pounds and is portable. In the atom b»nb shock a new kind of wave was discovered. Called “hydrodynamic waves” because of their resemblance to water waves, they were of in terest to physicists but had no practical value. The waves are not so prominent in ordinary earthquake shock waves. The possibility of detecting these waves easily with the portable seismograph, however, m»»i;s for interesting applications. A hurrican storm for instance sets up shock waves by sudden changes in atnaospheric pressure. These waves travel thousands of miles and can be detected by seismograph stations on the coast. The position of the storm can be determined by plotting the direction from several stations. The speed at which the storm is moving and its intensity can also be determined. Then by means of the regular radio warning systemj ships can be told how to avoid tjie storm or go into harbor until it passes. Another possible application is in locating, bumps and noises in industrial machinery. The use of'two or more portable outfits would quickly locate the source of vibration. An apparatus of a similar nature has already been used by oil men to map subterranean strata and by studying these maps to determine where to drill. Small dynamite charges are set-off and the fctrength, direction, and tinie taken by the returninif * echo” wave «h«ws where the rock bed* are located. SNIPllill SNOOfe — "tht ksi^Kole account of camput events.... Biiig week-end, and no sleep, so for what is writ ten in this column we aren’t responsible . . . Fraterni ties are back, and everyone seems glad . . . Lots of funny and interesting things happened last Saturday night. The Mlilfords have a new addition to the family— it’s a puppy named Pete . . . Well, Well, guess who is the new Assistant Dean of Women? Congratulations, Hal Dowd! . . . Bobby Harris and Peggy Comer are looking romantical these days . . . Seen together often: Marian Griffin and Earl Dan- iely; Margaret Abbot and Clyde Fushee; Ann Ashley and Ed Fushee; Frances St. Clair and J. W.; golly Spring is helping Romance around here. Just inquired if anyone knew any more news of in terest, and guess what the answer was? “Naw, every one is still going with the same old person!” Well, Well, what’s all this fussing about then? Third Floor West has an Interest Club. It meets every night at 10:30. Just see Vert about it . . . Jean West and A1 Burlingame seem to be collaborating else where they play practice for “Mr. and Mrs. North.” Steve Walker and Edna House are getting chummy .. . And “Killer” Sharpe and “Shoeball” are still around . . . Guess everyone knows Baznight by now . . . Who is Argenbright's new man? . . . Lots of good parties lately. Hear that D. J. L. S. is planning a hayride some time soon, too . . . Ruby Braxton is a happy girl these days, and with plenty of reason . . . We are sorry that Reid couldn’t stay longer, Ginny . . . Dean Greenfield had visitors last Saturday night. Lucille and Baxter seem to be trying to make this a Virginia affair. No fair flirting, Lucille . . . Caroline and Floyd, and “Jo” and Bill seem to be the only ones to escape the “Fightem’ ” epidemic. And with this we leave you— TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: An optimist is one who thinks that he can cover a bald s^t with fifteen hairs. College Humor One pig: “Have you heard from your husband lately?” Other pig: “Yeah. I got a litter from him yester day.” —Daily Tar Heel ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Her eyes were black as jet, This charming girl I knew. I kissed her then her husband came. Now mine are jet black too. Dogs in Siberia are the fastest dogs in the world because the trees are so far apart. * * The gas company of Elon College inserted the following ad in the local newspaper: Want|d. ftard boiled, beauty-proof man to read meters in Ladies’ Hail. We haven't made a dollar in years. ♦ » ♦ ■ ♦ I must go down to the roaring sea, Where the wind blows strong and the Wave’s no she, I must go down to the roaring sea. You're darn right I must—they're making me * * * * The survival of the fittest is going to make some guy awful lonesome some day And it’s going to make women awful lonesome a lot sooner. ♦ ♦ * ♦ “William, how do you suppose all those empty bottles got in the cellar?” “Dunno. I never brought in an empty bottle in my life.” * * * * “Well, I guess I made a good impression on her,” said the cane-bottomed chair as the artist’s model got up. —Imported ♦ ♦ ♦ * • And then there was the man who called his secre tary “Baseball” because she wouldn’t play without a diamond. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ —Clipped. “Are you the young man who took my order?” asked the impatient man in a restaurant. “Yes,” said the waiter. “Well I’ll be darned,” said the man. “You don’t look a day older.” ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Zipper: The undoing of the modern girl. ♦ * ♦ ♦ Quote: Men are ruining Miy life by staying out of it. LITTLE U LITTLE '# Having been given the unique privilege of writing; in this space every other week about any subject that may pop into my mind, I am struck by the irony of the situation when so often nothing comes to my mind.- There have been so many picnics anS hay fldes re cently that everything I start writing reads like a chapt er on nature study and while Tom Horner patiently raves and rants for this copy, I rack my brain for some thing that Calvin “Boy, what corn” Milam wfll think i.« funny, I'll tell him; the rest of you will know it. Troubles are plaguing the boys out for spring foot ball practice. So many veterans are out that W. D. “Flat-top” Little can just yell “Attention” like an army sergeant and make a goal every time. “Here lies the body of Archibald Rummy He tackled the coach instead of the dummy.” George “Richmond, here I come” Bullard is com- plaiiiing because during one of his chemistry experi ments, he drank some sulphuric acid. He didn’t mind the taste but everytime he blows his nose he gets a hole in his handkerchief. Miller Baznight claims 1 bring out the protective instinct in him. If that’s true, the protective instinct must be a man’s inclination to defend a woman against every man but himself. Tom ‘ Hurry up with that copy” Horner, editor and the guy who sticks his no’s into my business, writes his swan song this issue. Little Wun gets serious and joins the rest of the MAROON AND GOLD staff in wisliing one of the most conscientious editors the M. and G. has fver seen farewell and good luck. Tom, we never got around to telling you but you rival Job when it conies to having patience. Betty “Don’t you dare. Jack” Benton and Jack “Try to stop me” Burch have been racing for supremacy for more than a year. Now they have settled down to neck and neck. Clegg Miller says that love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn your house, you can never tell. From the Duke “Archive”: Ni^ wonder the little duckling Wears on his face a frown For he has just discovered his First pair of pants are down. This week we give “Ruse” “Now he’s a day stu dent” Everette our biggest Bronx cheer for hoarding all those clothes . . . men’s clothing I mean.. She has at least five shirts . . . and two of ’em are white Arrow. Who says hoarding went out with the war? That goes for me, too, dept.: (Talleyrand said it.) KCver speak ill of yourself, your friends will say ’enough on that subject. ■ Before we go, we would like to say “welcome” to the fraternities who reorganized last week-end. Al ready they are beginning to. supply that certa« some thing to brii?5 us nearer ti;e pre-war Elon.' Poet’s Column THE SINGER And the voice spoke and said: My son, Would you live in living First attune your ears to the song of yourself. Your song. Then attune your song, the song of you . . . To the song of all things. The song of singing that is in all things. * Let your days be singing That your life be living. With every second precious in itself In that it is numbered as it is that all things Are numbered with their own nunober. And as all things are also numberless. And should your song of today Be out of tune with the song of singing; Let not it rankle your spirit Or weaken the courage of your voice. But rejoice that on the morrow* and now, You may sing again. For life is living Is never the song of yesterday. But the song of tomorrow And now. —M. B. THE SUMMIT The trail was steep, and rocky too; It wound its way where eagles flew; And where it reached the highest peak, A sunbeam kissed a mountain’s cheek. I stood entranced upon the crest. And clutched the sunbeam to my breast; And in that fleeting moment, God, I knew I stood where you had trod. —A. W. Burlingame
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