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MAROON AND GOLD
Wednesday, November 8, 1950
Maroon and Gold
Edited and printed by students of Elen
College. Published bi-weekly during the
college year under the auspices of the
Board of Publication.
Entered as second class matter at the
Post Office at Elon College, N. C., under
the Act of March 8, 1879. Delivered by
mail, $1.50 the college year, 50c the
quarter.
EDITORIAL BOARD
Edward Engles Editor-In-Chief
Robert Wright Associate Editor
Walter Graham Staff Photographer
Luther N. Byrd Faculty Advisor
1BUS1NESS BOARD
Matt Currin Business Manager
Wynona Womack Circulation Manager
B. G. Frick Printing Advisor
Jack Steele Press Man
SPORTS STAFF
Joe Spivey Sports Editor
George Etheridge Sports Assistant
Charles Myers Sports Assistant
Jean Pitman Sports Assistant
ART STAFF
Neil Johnson Roy Grant
Tony Diamond Cooper Walker
REPORTERS
Samuel Barber Billy Love
Hazel Barker Virginia Pla
Jane Boone Lester Squires
Harry Farmer James Snow
William Hunter Happie Wilson
WEWDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 1950
CAUTION—INFLAMMABLE
We have been hearing outraged screams
about the lack of fire-prevention precau
tions in the dormitories, especially in the
girls’ dorms. Some of the complaints are
justified, we have no doubt, but the re
sponsibility for some of the hazards can
be laid directly to the students them
selves.
Many of the girls in West claim that the
doors are locked at night, and the keys are
taken out. Miss Bolton states that the
keys are left in the doors. If you don’t be
lieve her, girls, take it up with her, it is
your duty to yourself to know the score.
Lack of regular fire drills is deplorable,
but, as we have student government, the
students themselves are responsible for
instituting and carrying out fire drills.
All students should be instructed in the
use of the fire extinguishers, and the
fire extinguishers should be plentiful and
easily accessible.
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The extinguishers are inspected regu
larly, contrary to popular belief; but there
have been cases where students in the
men’s dormitories have emptied them just
for laughs, thereby endangering the lives
of their feUpw students as well as their
own. Such incidents should be reported,
as should an obviously faulty extinguisher.
Quick action will be taken, Mr. Butler as
sures us, if a fire extin^lsher is found
to be inoperative.
Concerning the question of outside fire
escapes, we are strongly in favor of them,
but apparently the law is indifferent on
this point, as the Burlington Fire Depart
ment could give us no data concerning such
requirements. Regardless, we think it
would be wise for the 'college to install
outside escapes on all dorms on the
campus.
We also recommend the installation of
a simple, glass globe type of fire extin
guisher, which is thrown and broken di
rectly in or near a fire. These are inex
pensive, easy to install, and very simple to
e. /Fire
aorm,
does not always suffice to awaken a sleep
er, as any johnny-come-lately-to-class can
tell you.
handle. /Fire alarms should be installed in
every dorm, in our opinion, as the siren
MISDIRECTED SPIRIT
Unwittingly some students of Elon Col
lege have violated a compact made be
tween the colleges of the North State Con
ference concerning raids on rival schools
before football games.
Three years ago this spirited vandalism
had reached such a point that action was
taken to stop it. The Student Body
Presidents of our conference met and
agreed that this sort of thing bad gone
too far. To this fact Elon'is wall is a mute
Witness. *
The peace has been kept for three years.
the
yankee peddler
By BOB WRIGHT
The Oak Lodge aggregation has really
gone pep-happy. You can see this contin
gent with their feathered derbies march
ing in formation, singing in the cafeteria,
cheering at games, and generally going
all out for this rah rah stuff. They have
more esprit de corps than any other dorm
on campus. Hope it spreads.
Tune up your laughing apparatus and
be in Wbitley tonight or tomorrow night
for one of the funniest shows the Elon
Players have ever presented. “The Man
Who Came to Dinner” is loaded with
laughs — not chuckles but belt-busting
howls. No kiddin,’ it’s great!
Did you hear about the inebriate who
stopped staggering down the street long
enough to ask a sober citizen if he knew
where the local Alcoholics Annonymous
was located? When the sober citizen
asked him if he was thinking of joining,
the lush replied, “Heck, no. I wanna re
sign!”
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Have just wandered through Engles’
cabbage patch. To our readers we \*'ant
to say one thing. “I ain’t mad at no
body.”
We understand that one newspaper had
Elon beating W.C.T.U. The Crushing
Christians won decisively, but the Cata
mounts weren’t showing much temperance
in the game they played.
Then there’s the one about the Austral
ian who bought a new boomerang, but
went out of his mind trying to throw the
old one away.
We saw in a headline that “TRYGVE
LIE TO KEEP POSITION.” He may have
wanted the position, but he shouldn’t have
lied to keep it.
Be on the lookout for an announcement
about the Elon Radio Players. They’ll be
getting the “on the air” cue soon, and
will appreciate you tuning your FM dials
in their direction.
The S.C.A. is the only outfit we know
that can retreat and advance at the same
time.
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It’s high time that some mention was
made of Elon’s football programs this
year. They are strictly first class, both in
content and appearance. We haven’t seen
a program yet that can top it.
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This weather is wonderful. If it keeps
up a person can have an excuse for Spring
Fever all year ’round.
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The Elon gridmen did a thorough job
of taming Western Carolina. They even
had Satan, the W.C.T.C. mascot, purring
after the game.
ITS SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT
and it is with chagrin we must report that
Elon College was the school to violate this
agreement. It is regrettable that the new
spirit in evidence on our campus should
manifest itself in this way, even if the
offenders were in ignorance of the bond
they broke.
These paint brush raids do nothing but
mar the campus of the attacked school,
and expose the offending school to right
ful criticism. There are other ways in
which your school spirit can be shown.
Better attendance at games, louder cheer
ing, boosting Elon in conversations, better
spectator sportsmanship, all these are
ways to show the world that you are proud
of your college.
We apologize for this outbreak of van
dalism, and we are certain that in the
future school spirit will be made evident
in other ways. Because of these incidents
Elon College is in all probability eliminat
ed from consideratioD for tbc Sportsman-
ship Trophy. We can only say—rigbtfuUjr
eo. —Bob Wright.
of
cabbages
and kings
By ED ENGLES
A maybe not-so-new idea on the educa
tion problem; There is that school of
thought that says children (and college stu
dents too, presumably) should not have
their minds befuddled by carrying too
many different subjects at once. Have,
they noticed that even sub-normal chil
dren are quite capable of following the
continuity of anywhere from twenty to fif
ty different comic strips and radio serials
from week to week? At the moment it is
not exactly clear how this can be brouglit
to bear on the problem of cramming edu
cation into the sullen mind cf the average
Student, but there must be some vital con
nection here somewhere.
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People We Get Tired of Listening To
Department:
The dolittles who occupy practically
their entire dreary day telling people how
busy they are .... simply can’t find time
to do a thing . . . this probably explains
why they get nothing done . . . unfortun
ately, there is a superfluity of these in
every organization . . . volunteer for sev
eral different jobs, then use one as an ex
cuse to avoid doing the other . . . some
times it is hard to distinguish them from
the really busy people, but it is not, hard
to pin the dolittles down.
The boob who, after having one beer,
stumbles into the Grill, stepping on toes
and falling all over the place, just to let
everybody know what a rake he is . . . us
ually singles out the one man in the place
who doesn’t give a tinker’s hammer wheth
er the jackass lives or dies, weaves over to
his booth, and proceeds to tell him what a
riotous time has been had, punctuating the
stupid narrative with sly reminiscent
chuckles and loud, wet, inane laughs that
do not make the dismal procedure any fun
nier. When will this obnoxious ignoramus
get it into his tiny fog of a mind that the
measure of manhood is not taken in pints?
The pitiful creatures who, without any
thing to recommend them except money,
maybe, or parentage, good clothes, a
speaking acquaintance with some two-bit
celebrity, or some such ridiculous claim to
“fame,” lord it over their fellow students
and friends—if they have any— and as
sume the position of Superior Being . . .
they usually have nothing on the ball, or
they wouldn’t have to act the way they
do.
The too, too delicate young ladies, who
want it celarly understood that they are
not “that type,” but whose ears perk up
avidly when anything even remotely smut
ty is brought into the conversation. In
cidentally, when they give you that “not
the type” routine, ask them, “What type?”
Then they must either run or get off the
track.
The stupe who will break into an in
telligent conversation and dominate it
thereafter with well-worn, highly revised,
and amazingly uninteresting anecdotes
about his childhood, his athletic accom
plishments, his sea stories, his teachers,
his family, his golf game, his test results,
etc., etc. ... he can usually be picked out
of a crowd by the way he sits, offering
nothing to the discussion, and waits like a
vulture to pounce on the infinitesimal
pause that will let him get in the opening
word of his endless line of irrelevant tri
via. He is quite welcome in anecdote-tell
ing circles, but he isn’t happy unless he
is disrupting an objective discussion that
is of interest to everyone present except
him.
Had a few bouquets to throw this trip,
but all the space seems to be taken up
with blivetts. Well, maybe it won’t hurt
to have a few blivetts sailing around . . .
we all should learn how to avoid them.
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Please observe the journalistic retro
gression in the usually editorially impec
cable yankee peddler column, as the equal
ly usually editorially impeccable Mr.
Wright sidds into the use of the first per
son singular in the fourth paragraph of
his column, thereby crudding up his also
equally usually editorially impeccable
pratcice of 38 1-2 year’s standing—^tbat of
uBiiig tlie editorial "WS.”
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It’s “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,” when Andy Morgan gets perched in the driver’s seat of frrat
mechanized mower which navigates the Elon campus at intervals throughout the year, and Andy
swings it just low enough to keep the grass mowed smooth and c lean. Andy and his motorizedt
chariot have long since become familiar sights to several generations of Elon students, for he is
now working out his twenty-fifth year at the college. Perhaps Andy will get his D .G. M. degree
some day as “Doctor of Grass M owing ”
Twenty-Five Years A t Elon
Andrew Morgan, amicable head
grounds-keeper and jack-of-all-
trades at Elon College, is now in
his 25th year of service for this
institution, and according to
“Andy,” as he is known to every
one on the campus, he hopes to
keep the Elon landscape in trim
shape for many years to come.
Born and bred in Alamance
County, five miles north cf Meb-
ane, Andy lived on a farm until
he was 21 years old, and worked
for three years in a cotton mill at
Glencoe. He came to work at Elon
in 1926. His first job at Elon was
that of cleaning the boys’ dormi
tories—a job he held for one year.
He was then given the dual res
ponsibility of operating the pow
er plant in the winter and keeping
the campus clean during the sum
mer months—jobs he still per
forms occasionally, along with
other duties.
When asked to compare the
caliber of today’s students with
those of past years, Andy answer
ed, “Students just ain’t as rough
as they used to be. They used to
By WILLIAM HUNTER
play awful tricks on me, such as
electrifying door knobs, and put
ting buckets of water over the
doors—man, they was rough.”
To further emphasize his point,
Andy told the story about a for
mer Elon football star who was
teaching him the fundamentals of
the sport. While showing Andy
the correct way to tackle, and us
ing Andy as the dummy, the
gridster knocked Andy down,
broke a bed, smashed a watch,
and altogether did $60 worth ot
damage, not including the Sloan’s
Liniment, which Andy himself had
to buy to rub out the bruises he
sustained while enacting the role
of tackling dummy for the en
thusiastic football coach.
Andy also remembers well when
Halloween brought a shudder of
fear to the hearts of Elon’s ad
ministrators, who never knew
what sights would greet their
eyes when they awoke after the
annual visit of the “spooks” and
“goblins ”
“Used to on Halloweens,” Andy
reminisced, ‘The boys would sneak
cows into the dormitories, run au
tomobiles up on the porches, steal
outhouses and set ’em up on the
campus, and all such things lixe
that. They suttinly has quieted
down a lot now, though.”
When asked about the rumor
that he bought a new Buick each
time Dr. L. E. Smith, Elon’s pres
ident, bought a new Cadulac,
Andy laughed and replied, T’-are
ain’t nothing to it. But you k. ow
what? A few years ago 1 haJ s
Chrysler that was two incri -,
longer than the Cadillac Dr.
Smith was driving at tha* time.'
Andy is quite a church andi
family man. He is much interest
ed in Archer’s Grove Church, and
he takes pride in his home. le
and his wife have no childien
of their own, but Andy points with
pride to the fact that he has reai-
ed nine of his nieces and neph
ews.
And, whether or .rot lie buys a
Buick every time Dr. Smith gets
a new Cadillac, Andy is looking
forward to many more happy
years on the Elon campus.
SEEN ON WHITLEY'S STAGE THIS WEEK
Pictured above is a fair cros-1Wescott, a radio announcer
section of the group which will doesnt Know what’s go
ing on; Lois Walker, as Sarah, the
cook who "walks in beauty, like
. . .;” Pat Gates and Laurene
Rockwell, old biddy friends of
Mrs. Stanley, who have come to
the Stanley household to get a
^ ^ , loo*' at the great man, Sheridan
Df three productions on schedule
Whiteside, and find him quite dif
fer this year. Reading left to f^^ent from the voice they have
,lght, they are J. B. Pickard, who beard on the radio; and Joe
appear in “The Man Who Came
to Dinner,” the popular Broadway
comedy success, which the Elon
Players will present on the stage
of Whitley Auditorium tonight
and tomorrow night as the first
Brankley, the doctor who is tak
ing care of Whiteside, and whom
Whiteside bribes into eom^
pounding one of his vicious plcts;
against Maggie, his secretary. At,
the extreme right is Betty Jeas
McLeod, who is described> as
quite strange.” An insigftl! into/
Whiteside's character is gincou
when it is revealed that be
her better than anjvse else in the-
family.