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THE SALEMITE
Friday, May 10, 1940.
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PLEASE ASK
FIRST
“Have you seen my Psychology book?” “Who borrowed
my tennis racket?” “Has anyone seen my tennis balls?” “My
French book — I can’t find it; and there goes the last bell!”
Those are just some of the cries that are heard in South Hall
daily! It takes so little effort to ask the owner and just as little
effort to return the borowed article. A31 of us are guilty of
borrowing things — but let us be more careful about return
ing the borrowed object; but, above all, let us first ask the
owner!
—C. D.
HEY! HEY!
In a school the size of Salem it is possible for all the girls
to be at least acquainted with each other. There are many of
U8> however, who do not know everyone. .How many times do
we smile and speak a cheery “hello” to the people we meet?
If we see the same person several times, do we speak to her
again or pass her by? A greeting may begrudgingly give the
impression that it is only an unpleasant routine. Some of us
speak only to the girls we know, and frequently not even to
them. Let us make it a practice to be friendly and to greet all
the girls and faculty members we pass, even if we are not ac
quainted with them, and thus develop an atmosphere of con-
genialty around our Salem campus.
—M. L.
A GIRL AND
HER BOOK
We nominate for woman-of-the-week Miss Grace Siewers,
who is making next year’s book awards possible (— don’t say
you don’t know what we are talking about — see page one,
right column). This contest offers a chance for reward to the
girl who collects books instead of pennants, postage stamps, and
fraternity pins.
Keep this contest in mind this summer and try to find all
mother’s favorite volumes you loaned to beloved friends, and
hint around to your class mates, come birthday-cake time, that
you would like to have a new addition to your library; rather
than a box of pale blue stationery. With the entire summer be
fore us, we should make the competition close for those prizes.
Behold! A contest with no strings attached! An almost
painless way to be in the running for a twenty-five dollar prize!
—K. K.
OPEN FORUM
Sunday:
Dear Diary:
’Certainly did do a lot of study
ing today. That is one thing here
at Salem on Sundays—we can get a
lot' of work done. But. don’t you
think, diary, that it wouldn’t harm
much if we could play a little? A
game of tennis and a swim certainly
is not being un-Sabbath-like. I have
come to the conclusion that we
could better be playing tennis and
swimming on Sundays, rather than
grumbling and being disagreeable in
our rooms about how boring it is.
We students at Salem do a con
siderable amount of work during the
week (we have to!), and we deserve
more than one day, Saturday, of fun
and relaxation. Sunday is set aside
to be a day for everyone to forget
his mortal troubles. Perhaps we
should rebel and declare that study
ing is just as unholy as is tennis. I
wonder how we do go about it. How
do the students ask action (or even
consideration) on the part of the ad
ministration on this subject?
Oh well, tomorrow is Monday, the
bars will be down again, and we can
act in a normal manner for six
more days!-—“A sad Salemite.”
COIN FRANCAIS
‘EXTASE’
J’etais .seui pres des flots, par une
nuit d’etoiles.
Pas un nuage aux cieux, sur les mers
pas de voiles,
Mes yeux plongeaient plus Join que
le monde rfiel,
Et les bois, et les monts, et toute
la nature,
Semblaient interroger dans un con-
fus murmure
Les flots des mers, les feux du ciel.
Et les fitoiles d’or, legions infinies,
A voix haute, ^ voix basse, avec
mille harmonies,
Disaient, en inclinant leurs couren-
nes de feu;
Et les flots bleus, que rien ne gouv-
erne et n’arrgte,
Disaient, en recourbant l‘6cume de
leur Crete:
C’est le Seigneur, le Seigneur
Dieu!
—V. Hugo
JOHN MASON BROWN
REALIZES THIRD TERM
(Continued from Page 1)
mistake of combining tragedy and
irony.
Steinbeck’s ‘ ‘ brilliant, though
somewhat undiscipled ‘Grapes of
Wrath’ ” shows man as he is, but
Brown believes that high tragedy
should show in addition what man
ought to be. As William Hazlitt
said, “man is the only animal that
laughs and weeps, because he can
see what is and what should be.”
Ernest Hemingway’s ‘‘The Fifth
Column,” with the scene laid in
Madrid during the Spanish civil war,
reflected the author’s actual contact
with the tragedy.
Turning to contemporary Ameri
can drama, Brown said that the
theatre in America was attempting
to escape from the reality of war.
An example of this type of drama is,
“The Man Who Came to Dinner.”
This wise-cracking comedy about
Alexander Woolcott accelerates the
mind and pleases the ear.
From the criticism of “The Man
Who Came to Dinner,” Brown turn
ed to a discussion of Woolcott him
self. “Woolcott nibbles at the Eng
lish language like a rabbit at a let
tuce leaf, and he can make ‘it’
sound like ‘fate.’ ” Again Brown
says of him, “No bridge builder in
the world has Alexander Woolcott’s
gift for suspense.”
The dramatization of Clarence
Day’s “Life With Father,” the
story—(More copy to follow)
story of those crisis which keep do
mestic bliss from boredom, does not
equal the greatness of the book. The
dramatization gives the audience a
feeling of ‘‘actors at work,” rath
er than “Life With Father.”
Admitting that William Sarogan is
MAY DAY IN
RETROSPECT
(Continued from Page 1)
center of the gym across from the
bleachers. We hadn’t even gotten
into a good argument when someone
cut in and we went off to meet our
roommate’s date. The silhouettes of
Gay Nineties figures with bustles
and pompadores, or “bicycles built
for two” which were on each win
dow distracted our attention. The
Victorian decoration made the pur
ple-clad May Court girls scattered
over the floor look like, they had just
stepped out of the big album. But
we were wrong on this point. They
hadn’t stepped out of the album yet,
but they were going to do so very
soon in the figure. This took place
around eleven o’clock. As I. R. S.
president Frances Klutz called out
their names, each girl led her date
through the open book. Is there any
need for us to describe the remaind
er of the figure. When the no
break had ended we saw that the
crowd around the pnch bowl had
thinned out a bit and we went up
to get some punch. We knew that
the dance was a fast one, but We
didn’t realize what a good rush our
date was getting until we looked
over the situation from the bleach
ers. We decided that it was time
to go down and protect our interests.
On our way back to the edge of the
album we were side tracked by some
very cute boys that we just had to
d oour duty dances with because we
had had a class with their dates
sometime last year.
Was the dance over too soon, or
were there just more cute men than
time would allow, We haven’t de
cided what made the evening pass
so quickly, but it was a wonderful
dance.
MOVIE CALENDAR
CAROLINA
Mon., Tues., Wed. —
“Too Many Husbands,” with
Fred MacMurray - Jean Ar
thur . Melvyn Douglas.
Wed., Thurs., Fri. —
“Typhoon,” with Dorothy La-
mour - Robert Preston.
STATE
Mon., Tues. —
“Magic Bullets.”
Wed., Thurs. —
“Slightly Honorable.’
Fri., Sat. —
“Birth Of A Nation.’
FORSYTH
Mon., Tues. —
“Sidewalks Of London.”
Wed., Thurs. —
“Remenjber.”
Fri., Sat. —
“Invisible Man Returns.”
COLONIAI.
Mon., Tues. —
“Roaring Twenties.”
Wed. —
“Oh Johnny.”
Thurs. —
“Those High Grey Walls.’
Fri., Sat. —
“Law Comes To Texas.”
the most promising talent in the
American theatre. Brown said that
“The Time of Your Life” hsa dis
pensed with a plot in an endeavor
to create mood. The audience is per
mitted to “look behind the toy of
life to see what makes it run or
fail to run.”
Turning next to the criticism of
the various actors and actresses,
Brown delighted his audience with
such wise-cracks as these:
“John Barrymore in ‘My Dear
Children’ slides donw the banisters
of his reputaiton. ”
“Carmen Marandi is by all odds
the best thing that has come out of
the Good Neighbor Policy.”
“Gertrude Lawrence has such an
energetic per.sonality that she ‘ap-
MUSIC NOTES
As Salem’s contribution to Na
tional Music Week, the Choral En
semble, under the direction of Mr.
Bair, will broadcast over station
WAIR Saturday afternoon. May 11,
from 3:00 - 3:30. All students who
are interested are invited to listen.
LIBRARY ANNOUNCES
CONTESTS FOR
NEXT YEAR
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judging, evidence of personal taste
and enthusiasm being the primary
consideration. There must be as
many as four entrants in each con
test, or the prize will not be award
ed. The contest will close on April
1, 1940; so names of students who
wish to enter must be given to Miss
Siewers before that daet. Prizes
will be awarded on, or about, May
1, and the winning libraries will be
put on exhibition in the library.
The second contest is for sopho
mores and freshmen. The idea is
essentially the same as that for the
upper classmen but here the students
are rewarded for interest ia books
and the desir eto collect, rather than
for the actual possession of the
books. For the best list of not more
than thirty books of a general cul
tural nature which the student de
sires to form the nucleus for a perm-
anet personal library, ten dollars
worth of books will be awarded.
Second prize will be five dollars in
books. ,
Each list must be typewritten, giv
ing the author, title, publisher, price,
with brief notes (not to exceed fifty
words) stating the reason for the
student’s choice of each title. This
contest al.so closes by April 1, at
which time all lists must be in the
hands of the librarian.
The library hopes to make these
awards an annual event, if in the
first year the contest arouses an en
couraging response from a lar^ge
number of contestants.
TEACHERS
COMPLIMENTED
AT DINNER
(Continued From Page One)
Mrs. Edna -Lambeth, Miss Ethel
Plonk, Miss Leona Newton, Miss
Gladys Lowrance, Miss Mattie Rich
ard, Mrs. Louise Knott, .Mrs. Ada
Edawrds, Mrs. Lillian Marler, Mrs.
Marian Black Miss Lillian Moore,
Miss May trice Walton, Miss Min-
nielu Lindsey, Arthur Steere, Mrs.
Sue Dell Horton.
Additional guests were: Mr. and
Mrs. John W. Mo»re, Miss Grace
Brunson, Mr. and Mrs. C. R. Joyner,
Mr. and Mrs. R. S. Haltiwanger,
Mr. and Mrs. K. G. Phillips, Mr. and
Mrs. W. B. Owens, Jr., Mr. and
Mrs. L. T. Henning, Mr. and Mrs.
W. B. Clinard, Mr. and Mrs. T. H.
Cash, Miss Kathleen Emerson, and
Miss Frances Wortham.
Salem faculty members present
were: Mr. and Mrs. Henry Grady
Owens, Miss Mayme Porter, Mr. and
Mrs. Brant Snavely, Noble R. Me-
Ewen, Dr. and Mrs. Howard E.
Rondthaler, Miss Grace Lawrence,
Miss Sarah Turlington, Miss Marian
Blair, Dr. Pearl Willoughby, Dr. and
Mrs. Francis Anscombe, Mrs. Eliz
abeth O. Meinung, Miss Ivy Hixson,
Dr. Minnie J. Smith, Mr. and Mrs.
Charles Higgins, Mr. and Mrs. Cur-
lee, Dr. Lucy Wenhold, and Miss Lu
cille West.
pears to have swallowed an electric
fan.’ ”
Catherine Cornell enters a room to
answer the telephone “ as if she had
a date with Destiny.” The critic
feels that Catherine Cornell has
squandered her talents iri “Ladies
In Waiting.”
Quoting T. S. Eliot in closing,
John Mason Brown said that as long
as art continues in the theatre, he
feels that “this world of ours will
end neither with a bang nor with a
whimper. ’ ’