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THE SALEMITE
November 21, 1947.
We. . , .
Thanksgiving: comes as a yearly reminder
of the blessings which are heaped upon us. We
at Salem take little time to consider our many
advantages. It seems an appropriate time to
stop and be thankful—for four days vacation
. . . for turkey . . . pumpkin pie . . . home
. . . parties. Even if we think we have noth
ing to be grateful for, our blessings are many.
Let us thank God for another peaceful Thanks
giving, for our family and friends, and for our
country.
We . . .
The policy of paying for meals for out-of-
town guests in the dining room seems very un
necessary. There are never more guests than
there are places set at the tables, and there
are often as many girls absent from meals as
there are guests.
If the administration is going to charge
guests for meals that regular boarders do not
eat, it seems that they .s^hould refund money
for the meals missed.
Jbea/L ZJUta^:
I thought you might want to know about
the relationship that Cynthia and I have. We
did the roommate quiz in the Salemite and not
only got over seventeen, but got them all right!
Would you say we’re both “too good to be
true”?
Yours most sincerely,
Frances Gulesian
Cynthia Black
(Ed.: Yes.)
1, as well as “Freddie Folger,” can com
ment on the sports column, “Accents on Ath
letics,” in the Salemite.
I don’t remember the sophomores being
written up last year; I don’t see the sopho
mores being written up too much this year,
but in fun. If people are interpreting good
fun in the wrong spirit, too bad.
Knute-sure-that-Notre Dame’s-
football-team-will-live-forever
-Kockne
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Once there was a very wise woman who
lived in a cave at the top of a mountain. She
was very old and she knew everything in the
whole world. When people had great prob
lems, they brought them to her and she told
them what to do. She understood all the my
steries of life, and everyone knew she was the
wisest woman in the world.
. There was once a little Salem girl who
lived a normal happy life for three years. Then
she began to notice many strange things such
as certain great discrepancies, little injustices,
examples of negligences or stupidity. Being
of a wondering nature, she began to ask ques
tions. Neither her teachers, her classmates, nor
Persons in Authority could answer them. “If
the people who made this mess can’t explain
it, who can?” she asked, and straightway jour
neyed to see the wise woman.
The Salem girl stood in the dim deep cave
and peered through the darkness at the bent
old woman. “Speak, child,” the wise woman
intoned, “and I w'ill give the answer to your
problems”.
“Wisest one, my first is a philosophical
problem. Why is the Art classroom, where
pure beauty is studied as in no other class, the
ugliest, dirtiest, most inadequate place in
Salem? Why no adequate shades in a class
■where slides are show'n? Why?”
“Speak on, child,” said the wise woman.
“And why did we pay an exhorbitant sum
of money for a new sound-movie machine, and
yet w'e have no movies? Other schools have
Hollywood classics every week, and French
movies, and travelogues, and scientific and reli
gious movies. But not us. Why?”
“I cannot answer yet, daughter.”
And why does Salem, primarily a Music
School, have no Record Library? There is one
case of records -ivhich has an example of each
type, or period. This was given to the school.
It makes a good skeleton, but it needs to be
filled out'.
And whj", 0 wisest of all, don’t they
soundproof one of the numerous little rooms
in the basement of the Library so that we could
iiave a listening room like all the other schools
have? It would cost so little, and would help
so much!”
“Truly, this is strange,” quoth the wise
woman, frowning slightly.
“There is even more,” said the Salem girl
sadly. It is so odd abou^ the Annual. If
money is saved from one year, it does not go
to make the next Annual better. Instead, it
goes into a Trust Fund, and this process has
been going on since 1924. Yet, strangest of
all, the Fund does not increase! Now where
does the money go, and further, why should
it go there at all ? This is truly hard to under
stand.”
“Many things are contrary to the laws of
nature, daughter. Have you more?”
“Yes, wise woman—one more small thing.
Why do they allow water pifstols, water throw
ing, food throwing, and any little schlemeil to
put on an act w'ho feels like it, thousands of
inane Happy Birthdays and Round-the-Tables,
and yet, no kerchiefs on rainy dap?
I have told you these mysteries, and now
I ask vou why?”
WHY?
there is an island
by Sazi Knight
There is an island in the sea of life
Surrounded by a wide and sandy
shore
That reaches to the sultry water’s
edge;
And on this island, amid love’ and
strife.
Lives Honor, wed to Truth.
It is a small island, with beauty rare
But very few people seem to live
there.
For once one ventures upon the
bordering sea
One can’t return to the isle of
by Janie Morris
President Truman, addressing the
special session of Congress Monday,
outlined to the Congressmen the
plan for immediate aid to Europe
and methods to stop the rising cost
of living.
Monday night Senator Taft rep
lied to the President’s message over
the air. The latter is a Democrat,
the former a Republican, and the
avowed candidate in the next pres
idential election.
The President asked the Congress
to vote immediate aid to Europe
(which they undoubtly will do) and
for the reestablishing of price con
trols on certain scarce, necessary
items and commodities and possible
rationing of certain things. This
is where Taft comes in. In his radio
speech he lashed out against the
President’s proposal as to the dom
estic situation. Ever since he an
nounced his candidacy he has been
going around the country saying
words to the effect that we should
not get complicated in Europe, but
sit in our own rocking chairs and
get ourselves back to normal. It
astonisljes your reporter that any
man (even a politician) can live in
the world today and have an estab
lished place in the law-making
agency of our country and not real
ize that it is impossible for us to
live and survive with isolationist
ideas such as his. Perhaps I judge
Mr. Taft too strongly. Perhaps he
does realize these things, but is
more intent on winning an election
than on the welfare of the people.
He knows that the American people
like the idea of having nothing to
do with the rest of the world, of
living their own narrow lives. We
have never before been willing to
take our rightly responsible posi
tion in the world. So, Mr. Taft may
conjure, I with the Republicans
have the appeal. After all haven’t
the people voted in a Republican
Congress, so then they must want
a Republican president.
He is advocating the easy way
out and the abolishing of govern
ment controls. I am afraid that too
many people are of the same opinion
mostly because of ignorance. If you
want the real answers to the pro
blems facing Congress at this mom
ent I suggest you take off fifteen
minutes in the library and read the
first article in the New York Times
Magazine of November 16th.
The Democrats and most Repub
licans are for stop-gap aid to Europe
as a must, but boy, do they differ
when it comes to this price control
business. The Republicans as you
remember were the cause of the
killing of the O. P. A. The fire
works from Capitol Hill are going
to be many and varied in the next
two months. But I hope (vainlyi
I’m afraid) that they won’t play
politics too much and thus ham up
the whole European Recovery Pro
gram.
Monkey Business
by Debby Sartin
I’ll give you a clue. Don’t blame
this .column on me—it really wasn’t
my idea at all. Just like Topsy, it
just "growed”. Not that it wasn’t
thrilling—absolutely—to have a col
umn every week. I haven’t decided
what my main topic (if any) will
be every week—probably everything
from soup to nuts.
With apologies to anyone remotely
concerned, I have decided to call
this column "Monkey Business”
which is what it was titled last week
by “Helpful Hattie” in the Salem
ite office.
And speaking of “Helpful Hat
tie”, Mrs. Bergland was telling us
in Speech class about two gentle
men “Helpful Hatties” who pulled
up in a car next to the former Miss
Wood and Mrs. Berglund at a stop
light and yelled “Hey ladies—your
lugs are loose ’ ’. Mrs. Berglund and
(nee) Miss Wood stuck their noses
high into the air and lady-like ig
nored the two. At the next stop
light the same two gentlemen pulled
up and yelled the same thing. Mrs.
Berglund turned, pointed to her head,
drew a circle in the air and yelled
“Yes, and so are yours”. After this
rejoinder, the two women drove
quickly away, “Well of all the
gall ’ ’.
However, just for good measure,
they stopped at a filling^ station
where they found their rear wheel
almost off. It turned out that
“lugs” are nuts which hold the
wheel on the axle.
Moral: Don’t put off today what
should have been done yesterday-
(Not that the moral has much to do
with the story, but every good story
has a moral; so I had no choice.)
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