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Page 4. THE SALEMITE HONOR MISS HOCKEY That much toasted actor, old man Pigskin, may have his points in the rough-and-ready, wild west “meller- dramas” enacted on the Sports stage, but when it comes to certain subtle tragedies and comedies, Miss Hockey Ball of Salem College skips away with the honors. Since the begin ning of the season, no less than four groups of “managers” have been struggling for the privilege of di recting Miss Hockey Ball’s move ments (toward and right into their goals). So eager and evenly matched have these efforts been that some of the opposing “managers” have tied, and hard fought battles have had to be repeated until supremacy was established. Miss Hockey Ball’s popularity is further proved by the fact that the struggle for management of her was not confined to the four local teams. On October 30, the cream of all four teams combined went to Harrison burg to contend with other college teams for the complacent little ac tress. There Salem representatives acquitted themselves quite well and returned triumphantly in possession of the “ball of contention,” only to take up the old struggle among them selves once again. As the battling managers have aroused so much interest on all sides, it would be well to give a resume of their struggles to the public which has so anxiously awaited the out- Nov. 6. — Junior - Freshman, tie, 0-0. Nov. 9. — Sophomore - Senior, Senior victory, 2-1. Nov. 10. — Sophomore - Junior, tie, 1-1. Nov. 11. — Freshman - Senior, Senior victory, 3-1. Nov. 17. — Junior - Sophomore, Junior victory, 2-1. As this goes to press, more bat tles are pending and as yet no one can be sure which way the victory will fall. More power to you. Miss Hockey Ball, until you fall languish ing into the arms of the triumphant managers who have fought so hard for possession of you! SONGS See on high like waving gold The Salem colors fly— Cheer on cheer, like rolling thunder Echoes up to the sky— See the golden tide is turning Ever more and more And we’ll fight, fight, fight And we’ll win by the right For it’s Salem, Salem ever more. For here’s dear old Salem, to you To thy standards we’ll ever be true Thy tall trees, thy dear ivied walls Our highest faith and our love recalls And as we see thy bright colors fly We will lift all our voices on high We’ll sing to our Salem so dear. For grand old Salem, good old Salem we will cheer. Prexy Rondthaler We greet you with a song The echoes resounding The campus all along. We tell you that Salem Is singing now to you. With hearts and voices ringing Pack up all my cares and woes Here I go singing low Back to Salem Where a welcome waits for me All my dear friends I’ll see, Back at Salem Remember those good times we had together Loyalty to Salem ne’er we’ll sever Lift our voices while we sing Let her praises loudly ring Salem, here’s to you. For some schools are quickly for- And gone with the end of the year But some you remember Like last glowing embers Making our memories dear. For we’re full of joy here at Salem And happiness reigns here supreme And we know that someday We’ll come back to her The school of our high school day dreams. SAL TO EM I Dearest Em, I have so much to tell you, and this is my last sheet of paper. I’m distressed. I’ll crowdin’ aU I can. Hoccer and sockey ended this aft ernoon. I certainly am sorry. Now I’ll have to go on the basketball court and shine. I wouldn’t mind so much if anybody else could play, but I hate to make them all feel bad by making every basket. By the way, the hoccer games have been mar velous. It seems like we’ve had a million. No one was willing for anyone else to win, so we spent all our afternoons—free and otherwise —tying ties. Alice and Marian ref ereed one afternoon—and that’s not a point in your favor in our argu ment '.about these Charlotte girls blowing their own horns, either. If I had even a comb that could imitate in any way a Charlotte horn or whistle—I’d blow it. “At” still craves “Speed.” I heard this summer that they had busted up, but she saw him in Harrisonburg about three weeks ago, and hasn’t stopped talking about him yet — That’s one sign. I guess Daddy is getting tired of college expenses. He sent me a book yesterday called 21 Brand New Ways to Commit Suicide. Would you like to borrow it? Don’t use number 13. That’s mine. Van Dyke’s evidently received their receiver’s receipt. They’re washing those red windows—Thank goodness. I’ll have to stop and drop a line to my personal shopper in Durham, I simply have to have a new hand kerchief before Wednesday, and 1 don’t have time to go upstreet and get one. Anyway, it’s almost time for the banquet. I’ll write you all about it. I know it’ll be the best Yours with love, SAL. P. S.—I’ll probably have a knot the next time you see me—hair cuts are still 40c.
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