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THE SALEMITE
December 5, 1947.
Qle4juell -Aifi-'t.. .
. . . what she useta be! ^
We think that the redecoration of Clewell
Smokehouse was a wnoderful addition to the
outward appearance of our campus. W' e appre
ciate the time, effort and expenditure of the
administration in making an eye-sore a show-
plaee.
But we feel that Clewell Smokehouse is
little more than a show-place. It has a furni-
ture-^store new-ness that we had hoped would
wear off after a month. It hasn’t. A lot of
the “spirit of Salem” has been lost by the fact
that there is now no central gathering place
for after-meal and between-class fraternity
or is it sorority.
The new living room is, in the first place,
actually used very little. To look and seem
livable, it must be lived in. And we suggest
a remedy. Clubs should have their meetings
in the room—especially when guest ^ speakere
ar^ present.'”" The faculty should meet tliere,
instead of inconveniencing themselves and the
seniors by meeting in the Bitting living room
and smokehouse. And why don’t the various
dorms sponsor after-dinner coffees at least once
a week in the campus living room?
If necessary, the room should be open to
students more frequently. The restrictions on
the room w'ere placed with the idea of protect
ing the new furnishings. But protect them for
WHAT if the students who asked for the room
do not use it.
As an immediate step forward, the room
should be used during exam week as a morale
builder, if for nothing else. The deans’ coffee
hour and the “Y” refreshment hours held there
should certainly help to make the room more
a part of campus life.
I
Otit!
Has it ever occurred to« you how much
electricity is used by Salem College? Both stu
dents and faculty should be vitally interested
in such a matter. During the past year we
have consumed a terrific amount and, to my
way of thinking, have been negligent and
wasteful in its 'consumption.
Each of us individually can do much to
lessen the amount of electricity wasted. Lights
are left blazing in Memorial Hall, in class
rooms. Main Hall, and particularly in your
dorm rooms. When you leave your room for
a cigarette, it is unnecessary to burn your
lights and radio while you engage in* a bridge
game. When you are the last one to leave
the smokehouse at night, you can turn out the
lights. Flip .the light switch, if you are the'
last person leaving the classroom. Every bit
helps.
As an incentive to lower the rapidly ris
ing light bills, the administration has offered
to put every cent of the money saved by us
into new beds for the dormitories. As we save
enough to buy a bed, we will immediately re
ceive a new one w'hich will be put into service
wherever it is needed the most. Yoii can’t lose!
All you have to do is snap your light switch
several times, and vou’ll find a new bed at
your disposal.
Remember: LESS WATTS BURNED,
MORE BEDS EARNED.
Mary Bryant
The Salemite, on behalf' of the student
body, extends its sympathies to Miss Smith in
the recent death of her father.
MORNING AFTER A LIGHT CUT
I think I’m going to fall apart.
The nasty little cares that pressed
And robbed me of my needed rest
Now seem a siUy, shallow jest,
And I am sick within piy heart.
Swing Writes Salemite;
Stresses Urgent Problem
Dear Miss Davis,
The most urgent? problem before America, I
think, is the avoidance of atomic war, or any other war in which
modern weapons will be used. You ask me my views of world
government. I shall devote part of my time in my lecture at
AVinston-Salem.to this theme, as I believe that the only guaran
tee agamst another war is the establishment of a world govern
ment.
To me it is incomprehensible that Americans should resign
themselves to the coming of another war without making every
effort to put the United States in the lead in working for a
world government. Heaven knows it will be difficult to achieve
a' %vorld govei’ument, but one would expect peace-loving Amer
icans to spare no effort to put the United States on record as
favoring it.
So far the strongest, the richest, the most secure, and pre
sumably the most intelligent nation on earth has not annoiinced
its dedication to the achievement of a world government. Even
if Americans did make it their policy it might fail of accomp
lishment. But it can never succeed unless Americans work for
it as they never have worked for anything in their lives.
I am delighted to learn that The Salemite has had the fore
sight to discuss this question, and hope I aiay have the pleasure
of meeting you when I come to the college.*
Yours sincerely,
Raymond Swing
Basketball Season Opens;
Schedules Are Armounced
Accent on Athletics!
by Gloria Paul
Time to let your hair down; 'hoek-
cy exams are over. And—if you
liaveu’t signed up for basketba"ll
this season, plan to go to some of
the class practices. The rivalry will
be clbse and the teams are in need
of people to fill in those vacancies
tliat transferriug souls left behind
, them.
Last basketball year this year’s
juniors won the championship by
a close margin over this year’s so
phomores. Will this happen again?
Will the freshmen come up with a
really good team! Will the seniors
upset the basketball season?
Will the faculty play as rugged
basketball as they did last year on
Student-Faculty Basketball Day?
Will the men students show us up?
(Hope so).
Who cares about the answers to
these questions? Good question.
Think about these questions and do
something about adding some spirit
to your class team. W’ill there be
any cheerleaders?
What will happen on Basketball
Play Day, Play Day that will be
held here on February 21 for the
colleges in the state?
For an insight into basketball
season here are the dates pf the
inter-class games.
Feb. 11—Jr.-Fresh.
” 16—Sr.-Soph.
’ ’ 23—Soph.-Jr.
ilar. 3—Fresh.-Sr.
’ ’ 9—Fresh.-Soph.
” 17—Jr.-Sr.
P. S. The Student-Faculty game is
scheduled for February 19.
“Yoa// Just Can’t V^in,
Says Salem Kwiz Kid
))
by Debbie Sartin
. The very fat lady in the brQwn
suit was leaning madly out of her
seat and over the balcony i-ailing.—
“Honey” she whispered in a shrill
whisper—"Honey” she yelled in a
shriller yell—“the answer is S ”
• I stretched my ears out on stems
but for the life of me I couldn’t
hear what she was saying. »Ev'cry-
one else in the whole audience was
talking at the same time—trying
to be “good Joes” and help the
poor dumb quiz contestant.
“No coaching from the audience”
the announcer drooled. “Let’s let
our contestant answer the question ’ ’.
Neither of these requests had any
effect whatsoever. Programs still
fluttered as their flutterers tried to
get my attention. Some of the
braver stood up,'waved and shouted
the answer—that is, they did until
the announcer said gleefully as he
rutbed his hands together and pulled
his short red beard, “You should
see all the prizes this young lady
will w^in if she answers our Jack
Pot question.” The Jtudience ab
ruptly was silent! absolutely silent!
(Evidently they were hoping to win
for themselves next week and want
ed the .lack Pot to be full). It
was a silent silence which 'lasted
until the little man in the red suit
■t'l the forked tail aski'd me the
’^nt question again.'
CEEING THANGC
by Catherine Gregory 1^
When Little Ego was very young, she was
a quiet child given to much reflection and phil
osophic thought. She scorned equally the past
imes that children make for themselves and
that adults force upon them. While her little
playmates patted their hands in mudpies and
babbled their idiot incantations to their dolls,
she would sit alone and ponder on the ultimate
meaning of life.
?he suffered the uncomfortable indignities
gaudy dresses and cheek-patting with
stoic silence, turning to her elders such a grave
look that they became uncomfortable in her
presence and at length left off approaching
her at all. Her parents became terribly self-
conscious, and soon found themselves apologiz
ing to her for their small mistakes in gram
mar and other inconsistencies.
She read a great deal, Louisa May Alcott
being her earliest choice. This gave her a
sound moral basis and convinced her that if
you are Truly Good, you are Right and have
it over anybody else. Then, as she grew older,
she read Lloyd C. Douglas and the Rubaiyiat.
Now any ordinary child would have been
throw'u in a mental tiz?y by two such conflict
ing ideas. Little Ego absorbed them, however,
and they broadened and strengthened her prin
ciples. She now knew the ways of the wicked
world, and could watch with smiling toleration,
secure in the knowledge that she was one of
the Elect, and that she was Truly Good.
Of course, such a philosophy is ideally
suited to College life. The few wandering
ideas that might have dislodged her, she smo
thered with her smile of toleration. The rest
of the college plan was designed (perhaps un-
conscioi^sly) to stop up any clinks in her armor
of smugness and to arm her with the invincible
sword of knowledge. She took all the courses
and learned all the facts, and she could talk
with seeming intelligence on almost anything-
She surpassed even her teachers in this and by
the end of her junior year she had adopted an
attitude of condescension toward them and
their meagre learning. This attitude event
ually spread to everj’thing in the outside world,
especially to things she didn’t understand.
Little Ego was highly respected and great
ly admired. She graduated with highest hon
ors and her parents were overcome with grati
tude. It would be pleasant to report that she
went out into the world and met bitter dis
couragement for the' first time. As a matter
of fact, she was sublimely happy, notably suc
cessful, and lived a long full life, and undoubt
edly went to heaven.
®t)c Salemite
“Red and jelly should give you
a clue
We hope your Christmas dreams
all come true
When reindeer brings
them to you. ’ ’
“Now the question—fill in Whose
Reindeer? — Whose reindeer? —
WHOSE REINDEER?!” he'shouted
louder and louder as he stood on
tiptoe waving the microphone into
the air—
“Santa Claus! ”*^ I yelled back—
“Santa Claus”. I screamed triump
hantly.
The announcer wouldn’t listen, he
went on listing the fine prizes—
a $500,000 diamond ring—a .$20,000,
000 chinchilla wrap—a brand new
1948 Cadillac convertible—a new—
I tugged at his sleeve—I yelled
in his ear “SANTA CLAUS” I
pinched him “SANTA CLAUS!”—
But no one paid any attention to
me—No one—
They hung on the announcer’s
words—eyes greedy and mouths
hanging open.
“SANTA CLAUS,” I yelled again
just as the time bell ra.nc'—
“Well well—too bad little lady—
the answer was Santa Claus.” ,But
1 said Santa Claus,” I yelled again
as two strong-arm bouncers carted
me from the stage. “No trowble
now sister—Let’s have no trouble! ”
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