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THE GUILFORDIAN
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Food for Thought
Who wants May flowers?
-Judging by the vanishing ranks of the lisle-lioseites, Japan lias won :
the war on the Guilford front.
They've deeided to hold the regular April peace strike in the after
noon this year, so it won't interfere with classes.
When we consider the recent influx of refujews to the United
States, we wonder if there's room in Palestine for a few extra
Americans.
What with spring in the air and lightly turning fancies and what
not. there's hardly anybody in the man's dormitory before 10 o'clock
any more.
For good all-around entertainment, nothing can equal helping a
friend anticipate a junior speech.
Perhaps last Monday's temperance lectures would have been more
effective if she'd had a few good solid hangovers in her background.
Policy
At the top of this column you will observe that there have been
changes fade in the major officers of the staff. It is conventional and
..uinewii. .cessary for future reference that a new staff declare its
policy to the readers it serves. Last year our predecessors outlined a
policy "that we will stand for and will continue to stand for during
years to come." We don't intend to change the major principles of
this policy. Here and now we say that we will support constructive
reforms 011 and about the campus; that we will print student opinion
if it is not obscene, libelous or overlong, and if the author will make
himself known to us. We will strive for friendly relations between
THE GUILFORDIAN and organizations and individuals. We shall forbear,
as much as possible, making personal crimination but if we tell you that
your tire is flat, we will at least offer a hand at the pump. We will
support the second century program of the College with all our might
because we know that it is for the benefit of the students and faculty,
our supporters, that such a program has been instituted.
Hail the Anthologists!
Elsewhere in this issue of THE GUIIJFORDIAN we have an account of
the anthology which is being published by the Creative Writing class
of last semester, in it will be the cream of the products of the campus
literary inclinees who have, under the consistent prodding of Professor
Marshall, succeeded in turning out miles of words in poetry, prose and
blank verse.
The idea of such a publication lias been a dormant spark in the dark
recesses of our mind since coining to Guilford and especially after hav
ing read several copies of a publication existing on a neighboring cam
pus. If such a magazine contained the best of student thoughts ex
pressed in the methods and meters, charcoals and cuts, literary aspira
tions and artistic creations, we think that it would "enhance the value
of Guilford" for such of us as would be Carl Sandburg, Edna St. \ in
eent Millays or who have you.
With the members of our faculty whose names stand out so boldly
between the book ends to guide us and a sufficient amount of time be
tween publication dates we feel that material of the desired quality
would always be 011 hand. But as has so often been the ease, even with
many of the immortals of American literature, the great filthy demon
Lucre raises his ugly head and so goes our spark of ambition.
Tribute to Thespis
We'd like to take time off from our tedious editorial duties to tip a
battered felt to the Dramatic Council. Of the organizations on campus
whose appropriations were increased in the recently approved budget
of student affairs funds for next year, few have done more to deserve
a raise than has been done by the campus Barrymores in the year now
drawing to a close.
In the first place, "Arms and the Man,'' the fall production, was
technically the best production which we have ever seen at Guilford.
From an artistic point of view there have been others which have
equalled the Shaw play, but the stage mechanics of the production were
near perfection.
The one-act plays scheduled for next Saturday night have been
selected with an eye to novel and forceful potentialities of presentation.
In planning to put 011 plays which dispense with the formality of
scenery, the local producers are in step with the recent trend toward
impressionism in stage technique suggested by the Orson Welles "Julius
Caesar" and Thornton Wilder's "Our Town."
With an eye to their extended budget, the council is planning a
more ambitious program for 1938-1939. More power to it!
D. T. C.
THE GUILFORDIAN
SECOND-CLASS
MATTER
By
THE CARRIER
SPRING IDLE
All, at last 'tis Spring, complete with
sliowers (cold as is usual). Blue flags
and Dagwood blossoms. It' you look
closely you can see the young Guil
fordians' fancy lightly turning . . . .
You can sec the evidences of this re
awakening of the year all about Cox
and Archdale, for the saps are begin
ning to rise, remove their clothes, and
bask in the sun .... Wonder why
there is so much more Yankee hide
exposed to old Sol's rays .... Ever
notice how much better the average
woman looks at this time of year ? . . .
Wonder why it's so much harder to get
to work .... The campus is really
beautiful now, don't you think? . . . .
What a wonderful place it would be
for a picnic ... if it weren't for the
buildings ....
A tradition, based, as traditions some
times are, on a fearful fact, has it that
the poetic instinct also rises about now.
We know that this is true in our own
case, and we cannot resist the urge
to quote our favorite spring poem here.
If we do say so, it has everything that
a philosophical poem of this sort should
have ....
To Spring
Oh Spring!
Oh well!
This is the first issue of the Guil
fordian under its newly-elected man
agement. Like new brooms, they're
sweeping clean and running a six
column edition. That is something
they won't do again for a long time.
Mellissy hasn't got enough aspirin in
stock to take care of the headaches
caused by trying to fill a six-column
paper with one column's worth of news.
Around Camputt: Take a gander at
the doings in The Amphitheatre o'
afternoons now. It's the modern dance
class, epitomizing grace and charm.
Don't miss it if you can. Also Freddy
Binford imitates a snake charmer, his
tlute keeping it from being an a capella
performance. It's one of the very
sweetest things .... Signs are being
painted to put in the Arclidale bath
room to keep Johnson straight, lie
has been in even more of a fog since
the day during spring vacation when
he got eight letters all at once . . . all
from the choir trip . . . and all from
the same gal .... Prof. Gu Ru foxed
the Loiterers Outside the Gates when
he picked up his roll book the other
day .... The youngest of the Moi
bohms still trucks to Founders'. Hut
Crescenzo has been getting there first.
Stilson got in a little cradle robbing
during spring vacation . . . Name is Bob
Allen . . . She started out altruistically,
of course, just so he'd like the place . . .
She kissed him good-bye and found out
she'd kissed him hello .... Newkirk
brought, hack a couple of nice photos . .
top and bottom .... Claypoole had to
either wash his car or get a new one—
so there is a '3B out back of Ilobbs
now .... Kelsey went to town during
vacation and was seen carrying bundles
and being led by her little white dog.
Graves caught up 011 his inter-campus
co-education at ECTC . . . but his bat
ting average is still not too good.
Maybe it was lack of time or maybe
he just didn't know, hut here arc a few
items (hat l'etcr (no inhibitions) Moore
didn't report: The Florida sun blessed
the beginnings of the Reynolds-Rohr
romance, . . . Red Green stepped in and
caused a readjustment in Annie Flve
lyn's thinking . . . Jonaleen saw more
of Cope than she's seen since . . . The
tennis team caught up with them at
Jacksonville, and Petrea caught up with
Leslie, when Parker wasn't there . . .
when the Cat's away?
Down at Lakeland the tennis boys
filled up the car with a bunch of fem
inine youth and beauty and Robt. Tay
lor Parsons looked at the queen of
the crop and murmured soulfully, "How
about a date?" The whole bunch turned
and gasped, "Who, me?"
See you at the sunrise service.
In place of the fnniilinr, blunt "Keop
off the Grass" sign. Fort Tryon I'ark
iu Xcw York City lind a sign ]>ost:
ix't no one say, and say it to your
shame
That all was beauty here, until you
came.
•—Xem York Herald Tribune.
——
A sensible girl is not so sensible as
she looks because a sensible girl has
more sense than to look sensible.
Balcmit c.
Worries are like crumbs in bed; the
more you wiggle, the more tliey scratch
you.— Lcno i r-Rh lined n.
Greater love liatli no man than a
politician for a voter's baby at election.
—
Battle cry for all bill collectors:
"Charge! Charge!"— Crescent.
Through the Files
TRIBUTE
(a la Sandburg)
(To he read to a suitable accom
paniment of "Sidewalks of New York (
and "La Marseillaise").
I'enfesseur for the school.
Cigar-lover, smoker of Chesterfields,
Player with granunaires and la classe's
grade-handler;
Strong, stern, just.
Demigod among us eartlilings:
You say we Southerners are lazy, dull
and stupid and I believe you, for 1
realize that the classes that you
teach are an average cross-section of
the South.
Vou say we should dig ditches instead
of coining here and I reply. Yes, it
is true, for I can understand that
you are casting pearls before swine.
Vou deplore the circumstances that
have sent you slumming in the South,
and my heart bleeds for you, for I
realize you are groaning under the
"white man's burden" here among
the heathen.
You say we should be working in the
fields and I admit that it is true, and
make no reference to people living in
glass houses, for I know you could
command a better place for yourself
if you wished.
And having thus agreed with you 1
turn once more to those who sneer
at this, my school, and give tlieni
hack the sneer, and say to them:
Come and show me another school with
professors as kind, and strong, and
wise, beloved by all of those whom
they instruct.
Unbiased and inspiring when they
speak of man born here in this rank
wilderness, whom we were taught to
revere and admire.
Under the terrible burden of destiny,
laughing as a young man laughs,
Bragging and laughing the stormy
laughter of youth, proud to be pro
fesseur for the school, cigar-lover,
smoker of Chesterfields, player with
grainmaires, and la classe's grade
handler.
—Gristmill, May IT. i!i.'!7.
STUDENT'S 23rd PSALM
The college professor is my shepherd,
And I am in dire want,
lie preventeth me from lying down
In the bed that I renteth.
lie leadeth mo to make
A fool of myself before my classmates.
Yea, though I burnetii my light
Until the landlady howleth,
I fear much evil,
For the prof is against me.
His theories and his rantings
Frighteneth my wits from me.
He as-igneth me extra work
As a punishment
In the presence of mine enemies.
He anointeth my quiz paper with red
ink.
And my zeroes filleth a whole column.
Surely theories, exams and themes will
follow me
All the days of my college career.
And 1 will dwell in the bug-house for
ever.
—Minute Man, May Hi, 1!)3C.
PATTER
Triangle Department Red, Annie
Evelyn, Bowman—B a, Tommy, Mag
gie— Weasel, Joe, Becky Ed, Snow,
Strunks—Petrea, Kathleen, Dag wood—
Deaton, Bettie Mae, Johnson—Weyll,
Weyll, Weyll .... Word comes that
oar ex-ed, has been having petticoat
trouble on a neighboring campus—they
say she married a C. I. O. organizer—
and to think, after all that walking,
tsk, tsk .... Moody Stroud is an
energetic little fellow, isn't he? ....
Linden White has proved that "what's
sauce for the goose is sauce for the
gander" . . . her first initial is Dor
othy . . . Oh, yeah, let's see . . . Pause
for thinking . . . portrait of a gigolo
... quiet residential street . . . little
white dog . . . red-headed boy . . . red
moustache . . . glasses . . . gincli on
arm —packages in other arm . . . grin (
on boy's face . . . smile on girl's face
. . . pretty young girl . . . pretty inno
cent smile . . . they say it was love at
first sight ....
SHADOWS OF THESES
OBSCURE SHEEPSKINS
(Continued from Page One)
mouth's time of Welfare Agencies of
(Jreensboro, a job 011 which he had been
working fervently for three years.
Until Stilson maintains a bored, de
tached nir now whenever anything
trivial like managing spring plays, etc..
calls her from her Personality Traits
of Aviators.
An unheard of stillness is now reign
ing in all senior rooms; and an un
heard of vagueness permeates their an
swer to the query, "Are you graduating
in June?" So be gentle, underclass
men, and remember when your sheep
skin is trembling in the spring breezes,
uncertain whether it will receive a seal
or not, you may grow vague and in
articulate, too.
*♦
The average coed wears O.OS square
feet of lipstick each year.
Open Forum
Red-Blooded Guilfordicins
Editor. THE GUII.FOUUIAN :
I'd like lo compliment the Guilford
chapter of the A. S. I*. on tile fll'm
stand it is taking with the administra
tion. The students in American col
leges have been altogether too lenient
in dealing with Cordell and Franklin
and it is high time the boys were put
in their places.
After all, the present government:
can't afford to kotow to the evil forces
of finance capital. Youth must lie con
sidered ! The leaders of tomorrow must
begin to lead now! And for that rea
son. the demand phrased by the Union
and signed by many determined Guil-
I'ordians, directing 1". S. foreign policy,
is a very favorable sign.
After all. what do the corrupt poli
ticians in Washington know about run
ning a government'! In the years which
they have been devoting to their careers
tliey liave lost the freshness of out
look that the average college student
has. More than that, many of them
are practically illiterate, having got no
further with their education than high
school and never having had the ad
vantage of mature advice from an
emancipated professor in an institution
of higher learning.
(in. stalwart heroes of youth! Do
not falter! Many are the problems
which you must face, and solve, inmie
mediately. Washington, bewildered, is
waiting for orders. You must not dis
appoint our nation's nonplussed
leaders.
Personally, I wish you'd deal with
the problem of getting hot water in
the men's dormitory some time within
the next couple of weeks.
Sincerely,
IDEALIST.
DOWN BROADWAY
By Fred Wittner and Mel Adams
(ACP  'orrespondents)
Small Talk in a Big Town
Skiiinny Knnis. fresh from n featured
role in Paramount's "College Swing,"
is the latest drummer-outer to forsake
tin- traps for a baton . . . Skinnay will
debut with bis own band at the swank
Victor Hugo in Beverly Ilills April 1-1
. . . Roommate of Hal Keinp at the
I'niversity of North Carolina, Skinnay
helped llal organize his original band
011 the smile campus and stayed with it
for 12 years, eventually achieving fame
in his own right for his intimate style
of vocal delivery . . . Also rehearsing
his own band at present is Gene Krupn,
former Benny Goodman cymbal-beater
. . . National feature syndicates are
after the column circulation left open
by the death of O. (). Mclntyre ... to
' date, t'olumnists Walter Winchell and
Charles Driseoll seem to have grabbed
| the most papers . . . Broadway boasts
i two Phi Itetes in its ranks Arthur
j Schwartz, the tune scribbler, and Wil
| bur Hatch, veteran musical director
who earned his key at the I'niversity
[of Chicago while he was working his
I way through school in campus band.
Luscious Lucius
funniest of recent Xcir Ywhtr pro-
Hies xvas the two-part one (110 play in
tended 1 on Lucius Beebe, A. V. Ilnnlil
Trihunv dandy who writes about cafe
society in his column. "This New York."
"Lucious Lucius." as Wlnchell calls
him, was tossed out of Vale in l!ll!4,
graduated from Harvard in 1!l27, which
is a record parlay of some sort. Of the
two schools, the one that gave liiin the
proverbial "gate" is the one that holds
a soft spot in bis heart. What dis
tinguishes Lucius from the common
clay of New York scribes is his private
income of .$50,000 or more annually,
and an inheritance of a half-million.
As if that weren't sufficient, lie is tall
and handsome, has a penchant for the
fancier things of life, and earns more
dollars writing about New York's
trivialities than nine-tenths of his se
rious colleagues.
Another All-American Band
Bein' as how we want to be way
ahead of all those All-American teams
that will drive you batty next Novem
ber, we're jumping the gun seven
months in advance and giving you an
All-Ainerican band in Frankie Masters'
NBC crew. Frankie, himself, is a DU
from Indiana, as are Dick Kissinger,
his portly bass player, and Don Wood
ville. Howard Barkell hails from Chi
cago, while Nebraska is represented in
tiddler Abe Hill and trombone-slider
Ralph Copse.v. Vocalist "Scat" Powell
hails from the SAK house at Oklahoma,
and Carl Bean claims Drake for his
alma mater. Not to be forgotten is
Walter Hirscli, who does the dirty
work as Masters' personal representa
tive. Walter, a Sigma Nu from Michi
gan, was a member of Fielding "Hurry
Up" Yost's immortal football teams,
and rated Walter Camp All-American
mention.
I n Review-
Three new plays that opened this
week and still haven't closed are
"Schoolhouse On the Lot," a take-off
April 10, 1938
Lin Lee Looks at Life
The old pronounce youth
To he a woeful tragedy,
As though unaware
That it is not Incurable.
Youth returns the compliment
While future turns to present,
Present becomes past,
And we are old. Surprise!
Whistlin' Jim
(An almost-short-enough biographical
sketch of anyone of several folksy
rymesters.)
Born with a whistler's heart, was Jim.
They say when his dad first looked at
him
lie whistled.
And I guess that Jim inusl have liked
the sound
For when lie began to toddle 'round
He began to whistle.
lie kept It up all through his life,
In days of peace and in days of strife
lie whistled.
Any time—morning, night or noon,
You could tell his thoughts just by the
tune
lie whistled.
If he was prodded by Sorrow's urge
Why, then it was a funeral dirge
He whistled.
Or, if he was happy, say
The time was quick and the tune was
gay
That he whistled,
lie wasn't much of a man to talk.
When his neighbors hurt him he didn't
squawk;
Just whistled.
lie lived his life and he made mis
takes—
The same ones everybody makes,
lint he whistled.
And we forgive his little slips.
He died with a pucker on bis lips
From whistlin'.
And I'll bet when he joined the
Heavenly Choir,
And they gave him a harp, or maybe
a lyre,
lie traded it in for a whistle.
King Kong
Creature, said to lie the heir
Of rebel spirits
In whose untamed bodies
itaced and roared
The living passions of a youthful race,
You are but half alive.
The name you bear
Has known a gaudy history.
Colored by a varied crew
Of vagabonds
Who answered with abandon
The wild fierce call of love.
And knew the gnawing, prodding claw
Of hate.
Half human, half machine
Von give yourself to nothing
Hut remain a dull, inadequate
Kxcuse for life;
Kacli governed act decries
The pallor of your blood.
When errant will to love
Is born within your sluggish,
Clod-like soul,
You do not revel in the
Natural splendor >f its depths,
And madly, freely, gloriously plunge—
Oh 110, you write a poem instead!
Spring Is Taken Too
' Today I walked with someone else
' Thru b o nuty. Today 1 watched with
' him,
• the gay sky and the frail wisp that
melts
Into thin air with the low wind—and
the dim
. coolness of woods in May. For it is May
. you know. And never one as sweet.
. But it's late, and the dogwood fades
1 and the spring flowers at my feet.
, hidden by strong young blades
• of new grass, are so soon bowing a lilt.
, 011 Hollywood's precocious young
- darlings by Joseph A. Fields and
- Jerome Cliodorov; "Whiteoaks," Mazo
1 de la Boche's adaptation of her own
r novel, "Whiteoaks of .Tallin," with Ethel
1 Barrymore; and "All the Living," a
, three-actor concerned with state instl
-3 rationalism and the various types of
s mental abnormality that give you too
i' much room for thought in your abnor
mal psych course . . . budding play
- wriglits showing signs of promise can
qualify for one of 15 SI,OOO fellowships
!, held 011 tap by the Dramatists' Guild
a of the Authors' League of America in
New York . . . committee in charge of
awards includes Frank Crowninshield,
John Golden, Burns Mantle, George
s Kaufman and Sidney Howard . . . Gol
e den recently tendered live SI,OOO
I scholarships to the Guild.