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MAROON AND GOLP
SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 20, 1947
Maroon and Gold Necessarily So For No Good Reason jAuih Ond Jhavsudif
Edited and printed by students of Elon College.
Published bi-weekly during the college year, under
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Society Editor Allene Stallings
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TO THE FRESHMEN
In college as in all phases of society, we have agit-
atrs.. Some of these are extremists in that they are
,.anti-everything, whether for good or for bed. Please
do your own thinking. Do not fall in line with the
'■abble by being gullible enough to support the first
revolutionist to approach you. Some of these feUows
are fast talkers and they are often sucessful in be
coming the leader of a mob. The truth of the matter
might well be they crave the position afforded leaders,
to rabble rousing. This is not to say that you aren’t
but being unable to qualify for a legitimate office
because of their lack of true leadership, they resort
college material because you, perchance, have weak
ened under the forceeful guile of some trouble maker,
but, you may as weU know that college is not an in
stitution wherein one learns to follow the masses,
aior the small group, nor any individual without giv-
some thought to the matter. The majority is NOT
always right. The majority of the majority know this
tout lack the courage necessary to ignore the taunt
of the large group. Think!
To become aquinted with the campus, it’s facilities,
and wlio is who thereon, will require a bit of gregar
iousness on your part. All the information gained
from the perscribed curricula will not net you a
well rounded education. In the end one may fiad
some of the verstatility to be gained from association
with fellow students is a valuable possesion. When
you are well known by your first name you are oa
the road to sucess.
SHIRTS AND TIES
There are no ideal cond^itio^s such as poor Adam
Einew prior to Ev^s notorious aet. We must remem-
3ier that most of the evils imposed on us by our gov-
«nors, are outgrowths from those evils committed
fcy we who are governed. Some of these laws seem
rather harsh because we do not consider why they
were «naoted.
At present, the stipulation that the male populace
must don shirts and ties, in order to gain admission
to the dining hall, has inconvienced some.. It is
doubtlessly a hard thing for those who have appeared
in nothing all summer but T-shirts to cloth them
selves in gentlemanly attire for the evening meal Per
haps nothing would have been done about the T-shirt
.aJfair had it not been for a few of the wearers. Some
t if those frequently seen in them were immaculate;
.;jj«thers, however have been noticeably sloven. K
■*'^®|^he duty of those who object to the ruling to glaace
on the T-shirt days and place the blame on
Uhwafcesponsible for the renewal of this rule.
BY AMY CAMPBELL
Hello, all you beautiful people! No doubt, you are
eagerly resuming your studying, with only an occasional
backward glance on happy summer memories. But,
tear yourselves away from those academic pursuits,
and let’s chatter for a while.
The topic of the moment seems to be ~ you guessed
it — Vv'edding bells. They have been working double
time this summer. To mention only a few for whom
the bell tolled this summer: Katy Hawkins and Frank
PiOberts, “Lib” Johnson and Jack Russell, Edith Sharpe
and Dave BfcClenny, Jessie Ree Doughtie and Ira
Cuthrell, Kay Hill and Mjke Kozakewich, Ora Smith and
Gorden Bowers, Agnes Hams, and J. W. Knight, and
Haily Vickery beat the summer rush by taking the leap
last March Clegg Miller and Hal Foster are contem
plating plans for September 14th.
While we are on the subject of matrimony, any
girl willing to support a husband as he desires, please
place applications with “Lew” Lawrence. 'That’s
wliat the man said!
What is all this we hear about bewildred freshmen?
On September 4th, some of the upperclassmen were not
exactly overflowing with self-assurance. Could it be
tiiat they are not sure they are upper-classmen?
You can always tell a senior by his stately air in town
You can always tell a junior by the way he gets around
You can always teU a freshman by his vacant stare
and such
You can always tell a sophomore but you can’t tell
him much
Have you noticed the men doing odd jobs around
the campus? “Man in the hall” has become the cus
tomary greeting in Ladies Hall. No doubt the gleams,
in their eye comes from seeing the new wall paper
“Chink” Spivey has set an admirabe example for
the “Romeos” on campus. If you are wondering how
just ask Carmen Rodriqueze to show you those bea
utiful pearls!
Tommy Burton reports a “won-der-ful” summer
Give with the details Thomas.
Word has it that our distinguished gentlemen from
Virginia, Delmar Brown, did a little missionary work
ill Maine during the early part of the summer. Any
converts, Mr. B?
How many of you lucky people went to Virginia
Beach this year? “Yank” Dickson says it has his stamp
of approval, but definitely!
When asked about his summer antics, John Watson
replied, “ I spent a quiet summer at home, putting
400 miles on the family lawn mower.
Hats off to drummer boy Jack Snyder. Did you know
that he was featured with Billy Morris’s Orchestra
this summer? That “Jiveo Hound” is right in there.
Did Flo Chandler to have break her leg so Tommy
Faust would appreciate her? We think not and wish
her a speedy recovery.
Congratulations are in order for Max Storey. Why?
He finished his lanuage requirements this summer.
Whc da thunk it?
Could rt be possible that “Phil” Gearing and Ralph
Edwards are as calm, cool, and collected as they ap
pear in the bookstore? Or, are those the first symptoms
of insanity? We can’t help wondering what they think
of the inventors of lead pencils and printing presses.
Well, “Chilluns”, We leave you now with this word
to the wise; Senior Oak is on our staff! Have a grand
year and do a lot of startling things.
IS THE NECKTIE
HERE TO STAY ?
Phil Gearing
I yearned for an education
For a life of higher station
But at dinner, told was I
“From now on you’ll wear a tie!”
Now what this school trin’ to do
Get me to look like I’m supposed to?
Why before they get all through
They’ll have us shining our shoes!
Revolt! Revolt; I say
Can’t live free if these rules stay;
‘Spect an education means a lot
But I draw a line at a ties knot
Revolt! Revolt, I say
I’ll study Augustine or Monet
I’ll let the professors teach me leamin’
But try to make a gentleman of me. I'm burning
A Tie! A Tie! A clean shirt besides
A Tie! A Tie! I am sorely tried:
‘Tis more than my mind can realize
Why four years of tliis and I’ll be civilized
BY BETTY HILL
It is very difficult to fall back into routine and pat
tern after half a summer of loafing in the “land of
fun and sun” —so the travfelogues would have you be
lieve.
However, we concede gracefully that the crop of new
students look as though they might be interesting.
Very interesting!
Hollywood is still struggling—dramatically-it likes
to think. It continues to paint the typical happy ending.
Regardless of how many murders, illicit love affairs,
broken hearts, and what-not that there might be, the
niovift writer - simply must have two of his characters
male and female ) ecstatically panting in a “lo, the
future embrace. Why, we wonder does not some en
terprising cliaracter make the hero refuse to relinquisli
his “sloe-eyed”, husky-voiced partner in sin, leaving
the sweet young thing to pine all by herself? We just
love that picture in which the heroin and the hero
' never giving an inch, shot each other to death.
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Life magazine has a nasty reporter. Acid flows in
his veins. His words sting. They must have stuag
Margret Truman quite deeply. Sargent is a man. Had
Miss Truman been beautiful would Mr. Sargent have
whipped her so; or, in this melee of smooth traitors
is there an honest man?
There is tragedy in being a columnist (one who writes
columns|. This one went to the Times-News office in
Burlington on Saturday and admired what appeared
to be the quiet confidence of the workers tliere. Still
there is somthing awful in deadlines. Suppressed panic,
let’s say. ’
THE ELON GRILL:
The college could crumble into dust, but it is safe
to assume that the Elon Grill willl remain forever the.
place where every, person comes to air his personal
opinons, discuss his love life (always saying too much|,
becoming, too friendly with casual acquaintances and
regretting it. Nearly everything seems to happen there
Acording to mood the minutes tick by slowly
rupidly, and one hears what Jane said to Jim the
other night and I guess Jim told her a thing or two-”
and so on and so forth.. It has all the atmosphere of
a night club and something of a club’s “goes on for
ever” quality.
THE LITTLE THEATRE
Backstage of the Burlington’s Little Theatre, offi-
cally the City Hall, is probably in a mild uproar this
week, what with prop-men rushing around erecting
scenery, searching frantically for last minute prop
Ime and cue discussions, ect.
Soon the waiting seats will be fUled, the curtain wiJ
rise, and it will the the City Hall no longer, and Noel
Coward’s very clever “Hay Fever” will come to life
with English accent.
The Uttle Theatre, sponsored by the Lions Ciub
Burlngton, very nearly became a “has been”, but re
cently, it has blossomed under much interest and att
ention.
IN A COMPLIMENTARY WAY
During the recent regi.stration period all of us were
rushed because of our efforts to get finished first.
Some gave way to pasaion; others were beautifully
complacent. We noted the latter virtue manifested on
the ever smiling faces of the bookstore operators, dur
ing the mad scramble for books last week. It has been
a pleasure dealing with Phil Gearing and Ralph Ed
wards. Keep the good work going fellows.
In the raahn of sports, music is vitally necessary.
When the “Big” team is experiencing a particularly
rough encounter a little help from the gang might pull
their spirits up and encourage them to hit harder. With
this in mind, we extend our heartiest thanks to Jack
Snyder, for the work he is doing toward organizing
a band and orchestra.. The orchestra wiU prove to
bo very useful upon occasion, we are hoping; espec
ially after having seen some of the »ew coeds. So
gang, let s get behind the band! If you can play a band
instrument give it a try. A bit of e«tra-currioula has
never been known to harm one’s college career.
Speaking of fooball, we must take time out for some
advance praise of the team, After having watched them
v.»ork ^out we feel confident of a good year. From all
appearanoes, the mateWal is .good and unless our eyes
decieve us the men have had some good coaching. If
we do not annihilate our first adversary we shan’t be
taken too much aback, but,should the second team face
our Big eleven and get away without a trouncing
we’ll recieve a buffet indeed!
Lastly we hand oursekves a pat on the back for be
ing memtoers of a goi'ng concern. We feel ourselves
moving ahead more than before because of the progress
in evidence on our campus. The i»ost noticeable ad
vance is the new Power-house under construction. It
is a pretty sight to all who have longed to see the pre
sent power-howse moved from the frwnt campus. Of
cotrse, we do not know how we stand by designating
any part of the campus as front or back, but it is
thought that this project will clarify us on this con
jectural matter.
By George Parker
It is quite obvious that school has begun; therefore
we shall not advance any ecstatic eulogies on the sub
ject leicin. H..wc'vi>r, sincc a great many of you are so
conspicuously Freshmen and hence newcomers to this,
our Mater, we feel it our duty to aquaint you with
certain characters that may be found hereabouts, so
that you may beware of them or cultivate their aquain-
tance as you see fit.
To begin with there is tlie tale we hear from au
thoritative sources about a certain campus Casanova,
who, in the inital day of the school year, found him
self seated in the dining hall with his roommate and
and six of our newly arrived Freshman girls. Calling
for attention by rapping his water glass with a spoon
he rose to his feet, and addressing the group in sten
torian tones, he proclaimed.
My name is Calvin Milam. I am the handsomest
man in Elon.”
Turning to his roomate, he introduced that worthy
as Mike Copeland, the second handomest man in
Elon, bowed gracefully to the astonished misses, sat
down and resumed eating.
In explainfation this complex stems from the early
days of 1946, when nearly four hundred women were
shared by approximately twenty men here at -Elon.
You will please bear with this poor chap. His afflic
tion is mearly a phase of these disordered times.
Then there is the incident of the lad who journey
ed many miles into the hinterlands to see a lovely
young lady. Deciding to take her for a ride in the car
he had borrowed from one of his cronies, he event-
Hally found himself again at Elon. Having had coffee
at the local resturant, he decided to take his girl from
the avid stares of the lupine males therein and re
turn to her home. Approaching the automobile, he dis
covered that he was the proud possessor of not one but
two flat tires. Mouthing oaths under his breath, he
pondered the situation. There was no way out but to
finagle other means of transportation. This he did,
but, even today he wonders whether there was dirty
v.'ork afoot that eve.
Another humurous incident was staged in the din
ing hall sometime ago. John Watson, pressed for
time as usual decided not wait for his dessert. Ask
ing to be excused from the table he left in haste. A
newly arrived young lady, prompted bp a natural curios
ity, asked Fred Shoffner, one of John’s professed
friends, to tell her all about John. Fred, having a cer
tain inbome talent for leg pulling, blandly informed
her that John was forty one years old, a chronic alco-
hoUc and subject to spasmodic fits. The lass was of
course, taken quite aback and siiuddered with horror
at ha\^g been at, such close proximity to such a mon
ster. John, hearing of this episode, and knowing that
rumor would make of him’ a person to be shunned,
has until recently completely ignored his former friend!
....A Note Of Warning:
With the advent of frigid weather, there may be an
influx of super salesmen who will try to high pres
sure you into buying radiator keys, without which,
ostensibly, you will not be able to turn the heat on in
your room.
On the evening when a custom involving common
decency was beining iniated at thi? school a ec rtaiii
element was, seemingly, unable to comply with a sim
ple request involving a minium of effort and a max-
iifm of neatness. It seems- that the only individuals
that night were the brave souls that kept their ties
when the mob attempted to take them from them .It
was also interesting to note, by way of a cross section
poll taken in the dining hall that night that approx
imately ninety eight percent of the supposedly tieless
ones had come prepared for an emergency.. The ties
stowed neatly away in their pockets. For shame! It
is evident tha)f some of our so-called radicals give their
convictions lip-service only..
Good day to you!
J
SEA BREEZE
Blow, sea breeze, fresh and cool.
Fan the sweated bathers brow
Chide the sea gulls’ steady flight,
Fill each sail with sheer deflght
Cap each breaker on the run •
That hides beneath the blazing sun,
Climb the cloud trails high and wide j
Fall tumbing down the other side, , j
Calling softly over the lea
Once more send your voice to me
by Lewis Laivrence