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THE SALEMITE
Feb. 23, 1945.
Electing ihe Vice-President
A petition has passed the Legislative (,'oni-
niittee which states tliat the Student Govern
ment V’’ice-Pi'esidents shall he elected dii’ectly
after the Student Government President. As
this is an amendment to the Constitution, it
has to he presented before the student body
for approval, and it can be \etoed by the stu
dents if they deem it wise.
Tlunk before you vote. Should these vice-
]i; sidents l)e elected before the presidents of
th major organizations and the editors of our
student publications'? NVe should never vote
for a petition only for the sake of making
changes. Th.ere are reasons to believe that this
])etition should be voted down and that such
a change will not benefit the college as a
whole. Some of the reasons for electing the
major officers first are;
1. The Off-campus Vice-President has been
petitioned to );e;’ome co-chairman of the Chapel
Committee. With the duties of this job divided
in half, w'hy give the vice-president prece
dence over the jn'esidents of the other organiza
tions?
2. Extra time on the handl)ook does not
compensate for making her election before the
otlier major officers. They too have new duties
and i:l;'.ns to begin.
3. The duties of the Vice-Pi-esident are
mechanical. The duties of the presidents of
the I. R. S., Athletic Association, Y. W. C. A.,
and the May Day Chairman are such as the
girl will make them; therefore we need girls
in these offices with the most possible initia
tive, personality, and'capability in order that
these organizations may contribute their ut
most to the student body.
4. The time required of the vice presidents
cannot compare with that required of the edi
tors of the Salemite and the Sights and In
sights.
5. These publications are not only for our
own pleasure but also represent Salem in the
outside world. These editors should be girls
who have the ability to publish editions of
which w€ will be proud.
6. The Presidents of the I. R. S., Athletic
Association, and the Y. W. C. A., deal directly
with and infiuenee at all times the student
Body. Our ideal should be to foster a more co
operative attitude and a greater spirit of uni
ty among the students. These offers can do
this, and for such reasons should l)e considered
as maintaising precedence ovei' the vice-presi
dents in the order of elections.
Senora Lindsey
Salemite
Published Weekly By The Student Body
Of Salem College
Member Southern Inter-Collegiate Press Association
Bits By Bell...
by Jayne Belt
THE IGNORANCE OF SOME PEOPLE!
During my last bus trip, I sat next to a very talkative woman,
winch is not unusual. She not only toW me her autobiography in
one hreaih; she gave me a “peppy’- illustrated lecture on “My,
Ron in the Service.” It went like this.
“You should know my son, dearie! He’s really a good looker. Tt
don’t take’much to get him wrajjped around your little finger, ’cause
he likes gals.”
I ironically thought what boy doesn’t? But I obliged her by ask
ing where he was.
She replied, “Oh! He’s out in San Francisco, California. Been
there for two years now. He don’t write often, and he never says w'hat
he is iloing. I wonder why he don’t come home like the other boys.
Seems like 1 has one of his letters in my purse . . . Here it is!”
What I saw on the envelope was the following:
S/2 William Campbell
U. S. S. Minneapolis CA (36)
F. P. 0. San Francisco, California
WHAT THEY’RE READING OVERSEAS
Someone has said that the selection of books one reads is a
good indicator of what he is thinking about. If this is so, theii'
thoughts vary from humor to vulgarity.
A boy on the XJ. S. S. Hornet writes:
“Have you ever read Robert Benehley’s From Bed to Worse,
Don’t! His stuff actually makes me laugh so much I have to stop
reading it. Then it is hours before I am back to normal if I’ve read
for more than half an hour! By the way, if you want to read ab
solutely the best and most sensational take-off on college you have
ever or could ever come across, get Shulman’s Barefoot Boy with
Cheek. It is great!”
And from the German front lines comes this potent list:
“Thanks an awful lot for your offer to get me books. Right now
I am reading quite a few I have gotten hold of. I finished Yankee from
Olympus yesterday. Am reading Making of Man (Neolithic, Java
Peking and Piltdown men). Also Prepossessed (author of Crime and
Punishment), and several others including Green Dolphin Street, His
tory of Rome Hanks, Time for Decision. Am hoping to get hold of
Forever Amber.”
While we are on the subject of books, I must relate how titles of
book.s can be used for other purposes than titles of books.
The bell of the Alice Clewall phone rang loudly the other day.
After a patter of feet, this question was solemnly asked:
“For whom does the bell toll?”
Now I Lay Me ..
Hi’BSCRIPTION PRICE - $2. A YEAR - 10c A COPY TWO FOR ME
EDITORIAL DEPARTMENT
Editor-in-Chief Mary Ellen Byrd
Assistant Editor Effie Ruth Maxwell
Associate Editor Hazel Watts
Sports Editor Mary Lucy Baynes
Music Editor Peggy Davis
Copy Editor Helen McMillan
Mjke-up-Editor Virtie Stroup
Feature Editor Marguerite Mullin
Faculty Advisor Miss Jess Byrd
Senora Lindsey, Frances Law, Martha Boatwright,
Helen Thomas, Bernice l^unn, Catherine Bunn, Jane
Mulhellem, Coit Redfearn, Adele Chase, Janet John
ston, Rosalind Clark, Genevieve Frasier, Margaret
Styres, Lynn Williard, Lucile Newman, Rosamond Put-
zel, Peggy Taylor, Margaret Fisher, Constance Scog
gins, Maria Hicks, Rebecca Clapp, Jane Calkins, Jane
Bell, Peggy Davis, Sheffield Liles, Lois Wooten, Mar
garet Williams, Sarah Hege, Nell Jane Griffin, Jane
liovelace, and Martha Lou Heitman.
BUSINESS DEPARTMENT
Emily Harris Business Manager
Elizabeth Beckwith Ass’t. Business Manager
Mildred Garrison Circulation Manager
Betsy Thomas Advertising Manager
Betsy Long, Doris -Little, Marianne Everett,
Kathleen Phillips, Martha Walton, Sheffield Liles,
Lomie Lou Mills, Margaret Brown, Martha Harrison,
Winifred Wall, Mary Farmer Brantley, Nancy Hills
Davis, Margaret Nichols, Mary Frances McNeeiy,
Margaret Carter, Betty Hennessee, Mollie Cameron,
Norma Rhoades, Mary Stevens, Marion Waters, Sally
Bosewell, Carol Beckwith, Edith Longest, Ellie Eodd,
Ann Hairston, Mary Elizabeth Reimers, Barbara
Watkins, Margaret West, Dodie Bayley, Agnes Bowers,
Greta Garth, Catherine Bunn, Leslie Bullard, Emma
Mitchell, and Henrietta Walton.
A fascinating French lady visited English 216 the other day.
I sat spell-bound while she spoke on numerous subjects. I don’t even
remember her name, or exactly what she looked like; but I will never
forget two ideas she expressd:
1. The average Frenchman thinks that Americans are curious
people who have gold teeth, a million dollars, and stay drunk all
the time.
2. In order to be a good writer, one must forget himself entirely,
and write things that interest other people.
I think we should use idea number 2 as a motto in all com
positions!
(The following was written by a day stu
dent who, not knowing, once accepted an in
vitation to spend a night on campus.)
“Now I lay me dowif to sleep”—murmured
I, thankful that my hostess for the night had at
last fhiished her nails. Brother Ben struck out
“quarter of”. “Quarter of what?” I asked.
“Quarter of one,” muttered she. “Groan,”
said 1 and turned over. As 1 lay there invit
ing sleep I thought how very (|uiet the Dorm
was that early iii the morning—and soon I
was floating around in colored space. There
I was sitting on Home Church steeple when
all of a sudden there occurred an ungodly
'•rash. Surely I had fallen off the steeple . . .
No I was sitting up iti l)ed staring wildly into
the dark.
“"What was that?” I whispered hoarsely.
A yawn and then a very calm, “Lie down. The
girl upstairs just got in bed,” came from the
bed beside mine. Her calmness enrages me for
T was sure Salem had been attacked.,“But,”
I sputtered. “Tt happens every night,” I was
assured. Reluctantly I craAvled back under the
covers. A moment later there was the sound
from gbove of a mad rush of bared feet across
the room. Silence. Another scramble . . .
npother silence. After a full five minutes of this
the yonng ladies above me decided to rearrange
the furniture—or put the bed back together
—we never decided fully.
Somewhere aroiuid three-thirty the lively
misses on the floor above finally quieted down
for the night—from sheer exhaustion we pre
sumed—and I again sought sleep. Alas, it would
not come—until ten-twenty (chapel). Tt was too
much. That afternoon T very sleepily refused
the invitation to stay another night and droop
ed home.
—A Day Student
Lament
The announcement that there is to be no
faculty-student basketball game this year was
received regretfully by those of us who have
witnessed this unusual event in the past. Can’t
something be done? We have heard rumors
to the effect that some of the new faculty mem
bers have been scared off by tales of Mr.
Kenyon’s — Lt. Kenyon, U. S. N. now — es
capades in the faculty-student game year be
fore last. He broke three pairs of glasses. We
are happy to report, though, that extra—special
ly strong guards for glasses are now available.
We believe in the survival of the fittest. And
the faculty-student basketball game is about
the fittest tradition we know of at Salem. How
about it, faculty? Tf the men won’t help you
out, how about a team of just ladies?
The Journalist’s Creed
T believe ^that the public journal is a public
trust; that all connected with it are, to the
full measure of their responsibility, trustees
for the public; that acceptance of lesser service
than the public service is betrayal of trust.
The Gypsy Heart
You loved me for a little,
but I could not hold you long,
For your heart is a gypsy heart
that always wanders on.
You’ll find some other heart to break
while all I have is this: *
Those early Autumn days W'ith you—
the memory of a kiss.
I walk down by the river
and each ripple seems to be
An echo of some word you’ve said,
a haunting melody.
T pass along familiar lanes
iu cool late summer air
To catch the fragment of a song
that you once whistled there.
JTust memories always haunt me so—
and always comd again?
Or can T find another
who can dull this aching pain?
Your fickle mind must wander on
to find some veuttfre new—
And now I have a gypsy heart,
for mine will follow you.
—Anonymous