Page Four.
THE SALEMITE
Friday, October 29, 1937.
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PERSONALITIES
DR. PEARL VIVIAN
WILLOUGHBY
Because of her suijrcme dignity,
because of her profound intelligence,
and because she is Dr. Willoughby,
head of the English department, a
freshman may be slightly afraid of
her. When the freshman has had
her for a teacher, howev'er, that fear
bccomes admiration and that awe
becomea love.
Dr. Willoughby describes her child
hood as “rather bookish,” but she
tells some charming anecdotes. Even
from the time she was four years old,
she has been dramatically inclined.
When she and her little cousins en
acted plays and skits of every va
riety, Dr. Willoughby always man-
aped to secure the leading role. Two
of her greatest disappointments were
the discoveries that a grain elevator
does not go up and down, and that a
dressed pig does not %vear an at
tractive, little coat and hat.
Dr. Willoughby says that she ma
jored in universities. After attend
ing the University of Minnesota for
n. year, she went to Stanford Univer
sity where she enjoyed the delight
ful climate for two year.s. She was
graduated from the University of In
diana as a history major. She car
ried as many as thirteen hours of
history in one »craeHter, and when, in
her senior year, she worked in grad
uate seminars, she thought that she
was ' ‘ quite a big girl, then. ’ ’ She
had a “change of heart” and did
her graduate work in English at the
University of Virginia.
While Dr. Willoughby was living
in Knightown, Indiana, her chief di
version was Indianapolis. In 1909,
.she moved to Charlottesville, where
she has been living since. Dr. Wil
loughby taught in the high school
there and later at Davenport Col
lege in Ijenoir, North Carolina, be
fore .she came to Salem. This is her
fourteenth year here.
Dr. Willoughby likes legitimate
drama, but is not particularly fond
of moving pictures. She could see a
good play every night of her life
and be happy. She likes to play
bridge. Although not athletic her
self, she loves the out-of-doors. She
takes most of her exercise, however,
in an automobile. She is fond of
music, but she can not bear jazz,
which she does not call music, in
cidentally. She says that if she
could live in a land where there were
no saxaphones, she would be sure
that she was in Heaven. Other of
her chief destestations are split in
finitives and dangling-participles.
She is not particularly food-mind
ed. She seldom remembers what she
had for dinner, but I have noticed
that she likes her breakfast bacon
crisp.
Dr. Willoughby confesses that she
is composed of about three-fourths
printer’s ink and that she is like
Kipling’s British soldier who liked
it all. She spends eight or ten hours
each day reading. She thinks that
a person has an opportunity for re
markable extension of experience
through reading. She is interested
in almost every kind of writing
science, history, drama, poetry, and
fiction. She has had many favor
ites. During her twenties, she was
ardently in love with Browning. In
more recent years. Shakespeare has
replaced her earlier interest. Sopho
cles is a person to whom she returns
frequently. As an English novelist,
she likes Dickens, while she considers
Jo.seph Conrad one of the greatest
artists of the Twentieth Century.
She is also interested in the subtle
psychology of Edward Arlingon
Robinson’s verses. And that only
starts the list!
It is easy to understand why Dr.
Willoughby likes to laugh heartily
with people and to laugh genially at
them. Girls affectionately call her
“P. V.” behind her back, and I
don’t believe that she would object.
One of the most frequent student
comments is, “She has the most de-
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ELOUISE BARRY
SAMPLE
And she simply cannot bear to be
called “Ellie. ” Often in my domi
cile directly over that of “Tweak
and “Janie” I hear a .shout: “And
don’t call me “Ellie!” Then
I know that someone is teasing
Tweak again. It is unusual for
Tweak to bccome irritated because
she has one of the best dispositions
[ have ever seen, and I’m not throw
ing nose-gays! Anyone would have
to have an even disposition to have a
birthday on December 25. To me
that would be the “bitter end,”
but strange as it may seem that is
when Tweak came into the world
I know that almost everybody
wonders why Elouise is called
‘ ‘ Tweak. ’ ’ Well, it is really very
simple. When she was a little girl
she used to go around tweaking peo
ples noses — especially her broth
ers. Everyone began to call her
“Tweaker” but now for convenience
sake Tweaker has been reduced to
“Tweak.”
I don’t believe it possible for any
one to be more homesick than this
“chick” was when .she first came
to Salem. Sh-sh this is really a
secret, but she used to take icy show
ers to get rid of nostalgia. There is
no accounting for some things, it
seemii. It is typical of “Tweak”
to do something unexpected though.
Some people say they don’t swear
and don’t like to hear other people
use profanity. I’m speaking from
experience and I know “Tweak”
never indulges, and she really does
not like to hear other people swear.
It is only natural that a double
major in English and History would
tend to make a person’s tastes run
toward historical novels — that’s
“Tweak’s” favorite literary “gen
re. ’ ’ But don’t be too awed, she
really does like to read the “Cosmo
politan” and Good-Housekeeping”
and go to the movies.
Like a true Floridian, “Tweak”
loves fruits. Her favorites are avo
cado pearsj and kumquats, not to
mention ice cream — particularly
chocolate. She likes hockey and
basketball and has been on varsity
for both. Then too, she has a def
inite affinity for sports clothes —
as well as Citadel dances. We un
derstand, too, that one William, has
a spot in his “heart of hearts” for
Salem.
Everyone knows that “Tweak”
is Editor-in-Chief of the “Salemite. ”
Incidentally she has done worlds of
good for the paper. It was her idea
to have another page — and lots of
other ideas which have been good.
It is not necessary to describe
“Tweak,” you already know she
has an open heart-shaped face with
brown eyes and chestnut sort of
blond hair. Perhaps you don’t know
that she has an analytical mind, as
well as a great deal of imagination
and wit. Her executive streak comes
out in her smooth management of the
“Salemite.” As Christmas nears,
“Tweak” approaches her twenty-
(irst birthday and after June rolls
around — well Salem will loose an
other of its best.
AROUND THE HALLS
Speaking of halls, or were we, well
anyway, some of ye Salemites think
that the halls were meant for waste
baskets. You know, just the place to
throw every thing that their room
won’t hold. Maybe some one ought
to enlighten them on the subject.
After all no one likes to get broken
field running practice when she is
rushing to get that long awaited
jthone call.
Sighed Bill Fulton the other day
when she was looking forward to
fljiting one of those too, too, clever
Wilson twins (I don’t know yhich
one, cause I never can ge.t ’em
straight), “Just think what condi
tion I’m going to be in after a four
and a half hour laboratory!” We
could say something with the same
idea but a little different wording
but we have to pass the censors.
Things we want to remember —
Mary Thomas wondering up and
down the hall when the lights went
out Tuesday night casting a ray of
light with her little electric lantern.
Just a little ray herself, that is
ilary Thomas.
CHIROMANCY
(Palm Reading To You)
Mooresville and Davidson were the
lucky towns, pardon us maybe we
should say citie.s, that harbored our
own Annette McNeely the past week
end. How is everything now, did
you get things straightened out?
You shouldn’t get worried when it
is only eight o’clock and Soone has
not showed up, Tootie. He will show
u]i if he isn’t called out of town on
business and expects to get back in
time.
IIov,’ do you feel about Peace,
gals? Do you want your brothers,
fathers and sweethearts to go out
and become a hero or would you rath
er have ’em where you can love them.
Somehow a medal doesn’t have much
scx-appeal to me. But what about
you? All answers will be answered
in your next week’s Salemite, that
is, if you ask and answer them!
Latest romance—Katherine Snead
and Thomas House beating it out
Saturday night.
If you ’re trying to get a new idea
about redecorating your room, take
good look at Rosalind Duncan’s
walls. Her current heart throb drew
her all the touching scene.s in the
ccurtship of Johnny and Poke.
Frances WatKngton, you had bet
ter get your Shakespeare under con
trol before you start spouting it out.
It is B. not P.
Mildred Minter and Doris Taylor
had an interesting visitor Tuesday
night. Are you slipping, Doris? He
was only doing his job.
iNIiary Turner wishes her little Ed.
would learn another adjective. She’s
tired of hearing “beautiful.”
HOW BEAUTIFUL —
WITH SHOES
I’m going to the show. This I de
cide a week ahead, for it’s a great
occasion for me. I concientiously
turn over the reasons for and against
the idea, even going so far as to
write the pros and cons on my blot
ter during a period of musing. Why
enumerate them — you know ’em
only too well. However, my main
ones were a cute pair of new shoes
I was just itching to wear, and an
insane desire to see once again my
■een hero — Stuart Erwin. The
day arrives, I sling the dirty brown
saddles under my bed and put on
luxurious new hose and my new
shoes, then clambering on a chair, I
squint into the mirror and let out
a Martha Rayeish — Oh Boy!! But
,t!1 can never go perfectly — in
p.'issing the desk I whack over the
iiik, (the dear roommate left the top
off), then a slow drip, drip does its
work and I change my hose. Next,
I break two teeth out of my comb,
and mash my one beautiful long
fingernail in the drawer. Why, I
think, oh why did I try to do any
thing unusual like going to a show.
Finally, having launched myself,
I sail across the square, find a bill
in my box (blank, blank), and in a
queer mood start the long trek up
town. After two blocks my happy
spirits return, then — thud — I drop
my purse, breaking my sweetest
compact (Charlie’s birthday present
to me). Another half block and 1
turn my ankle — bricks! Hobbling
slowly onward toward my goal, I hear
a sudden “Hello there,” and from
the corner of my eye see a nippy
looking roadster .slowly keeping up
with me. I thrust my veiled nose
into the air and hobble on. A short,
persistent “well,” makes me look
around and who should it be but my
sister’s husband from Maple Town.
I sink, exhausted, into the lovely
scat, thus taking a load off my burn
ing feet, and swear never again to
attempt to walk e^ht blocks in
new shoes.
By Ivy Hixson
“Wo are simple men; we do not
know wliat’s lirouglit to pass under
the profession of fortune-telling.
She works by charms, by spells, by
the figure; !uul such doubery as this
is beyond our element; we know
nothing. ’ ’
Whether fortified or challenged by
these words, come venture with me
into the realm of the occult — that
fascinating, fun-producing realm of
I’ortune-telling. Beyond the prov-
iiiee of reason (or perhaps not whol
ly so!), let us make merry with un-
vcrifiable phenomena., and fanciful
presumptions. Since the desire to
learn what the future has in store
has persisted throughout the history
of civilization, scan quickly with me
ttie s-jihere ijf chiromancy, that i
cient art of predicting or telling
fortunes froTii the lines o+' the palm.
r'i-h;ip-; chiromancy had its origin
'u tlie ceremonies of fhe medicine
men — the diviners and priests of
very primitive times who sought to
determine the good and the bad
omens. As early as 300 B. C. the
Chinese attempted to explain their
“i’eng-shiii” on this basis. Later,
the Chaldeans, Assyrians, Egyptians
and Hebrews made extensive use of
chiromantic readings. Plato, Aris
totle and Ptolemy, the philosopher,
cultivated the art as did Galen and
Hippocrates, the students of medi-
icine. In the Delphic oracles and
the Sibylline leaves the Greeks and
Romans doubtless borrowed much
from the divinations of the chiroman
cers. Although Juvenal, in the sec
ond century A. D., condemned those
young ladies who “presented their
brows and hands to the seer,” yet
the theory that “coming events cast
their shadows before” gained mo
mentum. Scholars in great numbers
were lured into the realm of predic
tive studies.
It was in the Middle Ages that
chiromancy was practiced and ac
cepted most seriously. Supported by
such scholars as Albertus Magners
and Paracelsus it quickly reached a
most highly developed form. With
the invention of printing, colossal
figures of hands carefully diagram
med and interpreted began to ap-
oear in many books. The year 1700
boasted ninety-eight volumes on the
subject of Chiromancy. With the
addition of Biblical evidence in the
18th century every detail of - the
palm was brought under a formal
set of rules which required only a
mechanical interpretation.
But no sooner was Chiromancy
recognized as a highly developed in
terpretative science of the hand than
it began a rapid descent to the
present level of a “hocus-pocus to
mystify the gullible.” Today, as
Palmistry or mere Fortune-telling,
it numbers approximately 100,000
professed interpreters. In our own
coniitrv, by Americans alone, about
.‘fl,12.';,0ft0 is paid out each year for
such a look into the future! This in
addition to syndicate services of
500 newspapers! In cafes and beau-
tv-parlors, along roadsides, and even
in various circles of officialdom
strange and surprising discoveries
have been made concerning the ex
traordinary activities and influ
ence of those who attempt to inter
pret ‘ ‘ furious fortune’s fickle
wheel. ’ ’
But for a more delightful (and
perhaps more satisfactory) view of
this strange and fantastic art, call
forth your keenest predictive pow
ers and gaze into your own hands.
Distinctly individual is each of them,
for no two human hands, not even
one’s own two, are exactly alike.
(Thus the more recent palm-printing
rather than finger-printing!) The
left hand shows natural endowment;
the right achievement. Note care
fully the thumb — said to be the
strongest determinant of the entire
hand. Is it large and bulbous, or
firm and stiff? Or rather, is it slen
der and flexible, tapering to a thin
round end? Hereby you may find a
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HERE COMES THE
BAND
Kay Kyser, who is probably the
most popular orche.stra leader in the
south, has returned to the “old home
stead.” Kyser followed Joe Sand
ers into the Black Hawk. Many of
you will remember that it was there
Kay began his big-time career in
1934.
During the past summer season
Glen Gray’s Casa Loma boys broke
some sort of record for miles trav
eled. They covered about 16,000
mile.s, most of which while riding in
a .$40,000 air-eondjitioned, double
decker, sleeper bus. Not a bad way
to travel, at that.
Jimmy Dorsey opened for an in
definite stay at the Congress Hotel
■n ('hicago, October 21.
Some of you remember Seymour
Simons when he was so popular five
or six years ago — He’s again broad
casting. The “Knock, Knock, May
We Como In, Please” Maestro ha;; a
commercial for C. B. S. on Sunday
afternoons at o;30.
Dick .Terfjens, the latest baton
swinger from the coast, has caught
on fast. He went to the Peabody
in Memphis for two weeks and end
ed by staying six. Eddie Howard,
the band’s ace vocalist, is somewhat
of a Skinny Ennie. If you haven’t
heard him, try C. B. S. Monday night
at eleven.
Benny Goodman has added a third
negro to his group. He comes from
Earl Hines orchestra and will be used
as an arranger and possibly will make
the famous Goodman “quartet”
quintuplets.
Jimmy and Tommy Dorsey were
born in Pennsylvania and began their
musical careers early due to their fa
ther being a conductor. In 1933 they
organized the Dorsey Brothers band
in Detroit which lasted until ISS!)
when the brother act was dLssolved.
Jimmy went with the original group,
but Tommy with his trombone and
the best of the ability remained in
the east. Here he organized his now
famous band — the best of the
sweet swingsters. There are fifteen
in the group whose average age is
i56. Edith Wright, the famous fe
male vocalist is about the best looker
among band soloists.
The best record buy of the week is
played by Samuel Kaye.
Rambling thoughts — There is a
Carmen Lombardo Club with nearly
700 members . . . Ella Fitzgerald’s
recording of “If You Ever Should
Leave” gets me . . . Roger Pryor
is the fourth generation of his family
to have bands . ■ . Delta Sigma Phi
has more well known orchestra lead
ers than any other fraternity’
Kay Kyser wrote the Pep Song for
University of North Carolina . • •
Kemp’s band was twelve years old
in September.
I The Latch String is
Always Out
At The
j CARTERETTE
I To Salem Girls From
8 A. M. Until 9 P. M.
I. MILLER
SHOES
LEAD THE
PARADE
&
SNIKS