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Page Two THE SALEMITE May 5. 19,n Matf Jbatf THE YOUNG LIONS ... its success is due to the whole-hearted co-operation of every member of the May Day Committee, the cast, the court, and all those connected, throughout the year, with the pro duction. We would like to thank particularly Love Ryder, the vice-chairman, for her constant ad vice and help toward planning and carrying out May Day . . . Lou Huntley, Mary Jane Hurt, and Bev Johnson for their help with the court elections in October . . . Helen Kes sler for keeping account of all our money . . . Beth Kittrell for her tireless work on the dresses and flowers . . . Carter Read, Clara Belle LeGrand, and Waldo Raynal for the publicity . . . Liz Leland and Carolyn Dunn for helping plan the programs . . . the Sun for printing them. . . . Sarah Hamrick, Sis Honeycutt, and Helen Creamer for the music for May Day, and Myrta Wiley and Muggins Bowman for dailce choreography . . . Mary Alice Hudson as costume chairman with efficient help from Jean Starr, Billie Jean Greene, Joanne White, Marie Cameron, and Betty Griffin . . . Bunnie Pierce for securing the properties and scenery for the pageant. . . . and to Miss Reigner for her guiding advice all through the year and directing abilities during rehearsals, with Miss Baynes, Miss Gueth, and Winkie Harris as valuable assistants. Also, to the May Court and to the cast for their cooperation, and to all those on and off campus who contributed toward a successful May Day, 1950. Polly Harrop AfifiAecdciion ... to the School of Music for presenting such fine graduating recitals this spring. Each recital showed both skill and hard work. Each recital also showed a superior teaching on the part of the music faculty. Each performer exhibited, to an unusual degree, professional stage presence and poise. The coverage of the performances in the local papers and the com ments of the students is an accurate reflection of the favorable response which the recitals have received both in town and on campus. By Winkie Harris The Young Lions by Irwin Shaw is an attempt on the part of the author to describe the effect of war upon three men. Through the medium of a realistic novel, Mr. Shaw traces in parallel form the events in the lives of his central figures. As war does strange things to men in general, so it does to these three men. To Noah Ackerman, the Jew, war brings first disillusion ment then hope in the midst of de struction; to Christian Diestl, the Nazi, it brings first the fulfillment of a dream, then the end of an ideal founded upon hatred; to Michael Whitacre, it brings first fear, then courage. Mr. Shaw manages to avoid one element in which so many war novels indulge—the propagandizing of American democratic ideals. His “slices of life” are portrayed with objectivity and are “bloody” only to the extent that the describing of war demands. Indeed, it is these war scenes that emerge among the most vivid in the book. The book does not dwell upon the physical horrors of war; it is the reaction of characters Which is most important. The action begins in 1938. Christ ian is a ski instructor in the Aus trian mountains. He is avowedly a Nazi because “Austria is a na tion of beggers—People cannot live forever in humiliation — Brother hood, a cheap joke—Lying, murder ing, cheating—in Europe a neces sary process—Out of weakness you get nothing—out of strength you get everything—The end justifies the means. At first Christian finds it difficult to condone completely the “necessary murder” and mar vels at his superior who seems to be devoid of a heart. But, grad ually, his capacities for kindness are deadened, and he feels no re morse even at betraying his best friend. Nazi theories are so deeply instilled in him that he never turns against his country; rather, as the tension of war increases, so does his bitterness against the society which forced him to turn to such ideals. On another continent, Noah Ack erman is haunted by the race pre judice which seems to surround him. An undertaker refuses to bury his father; the parents of the girl he is to marry regard him scepti cally ; the men in his company drive him to desertion. He leads a life of loneliness; his only two friends are killed. Small wonder that he is bitter. However, he is completely cool and never lacks courage in fighting. Then in England, Noah hears a sermon and begins to be lieve that if “there lived a man who could speak so passionately for brotherhood and mercy, and who could speak without fear of retribution and restriction, then the world was not lost.” Later, how ever, there is irony even in his greatest moment of hope and belief in mankind. The third character, Michael Whitacre, is at first weak. He is fully aware of the artificiality of the society in* which he lives, but it takes a war to make him break away from their kind of life. Al though Michael emerges triumph ant over his doubts and fears, he does not quite rise to the standard of the other two men; he seems neither as vivid nor as real. He is more a type than an actual person; disgusted with the people in show business, he dutifully realizes dur ing a bombing of London, while the actors are bravely carrying on, that these are among the best peo ple in the world. As Mr. Shaw rather sentimentally points out, a remorseful tear falls from Mich ael’s eye. On the whole, the author’s minor characters are absorbing; his well- motivated events move logically to climax. He distinctly conveys moods: of fear as men wait for battle; of terror as they are hunted; of superiority as they are victor ious; of humility as they pray; of gentleness as they love. The note of pessimism which runs through the book is relieved by Mr. Shaw’s conclusion that man is basically good but he is made otherwise through the force of circumstance. Mr. Shaw is ultimately hopeful in believing that “The Human Beings are going to rule the world.” GIRL SCOUT ^alemrte N^A Published every Friday of the College year by the Student body of Salem College OFFICES Lower floor Main Hall Subscription Price—$2.75 a year EDITORAL DEPARTMENT Editor-in-Chief Clara Belle LeGrand Associate Editor . Lee Rosenbloom Associate Editor Mary Lib Weaver Assistant Editor Lola Dawson Make-up Editor _ _ Ann Sprinkle Copy Editor Jane Watson Music Editor Muggins Bowman Sports Editors; Adrienne McCutcheon, Marilyn Samuel. Pictorial Editor . Sis Hines lypists: Jane Parker, Peggy Chears Faculty Advisor: Miss Jess Byrd ^ Editorial Staff: Sybel Haskins, Winkie Harris, Polly Hartle, Fay Stickney, Betty Leppert, Sis Pooser. Editorial Assistants: Charlotte Woods, Eleanor Ma- Gregor, Lorrie Dirom, Jane Fearing, Anne Lowe, Ann Simpson, Carolyn Harris, Elsie Macon, Loma Faye Cuthbertson. Business Manager Betty Griffin Advertising Manager Carolyn Butcher Assistant Advertising Manager , Jane Schoolfield Circulation Manager Clara Justice Julie banged the screen door as hard as she could. It made her feel better; only Mother wasn’t there to hear it. The only person in the house was Katy, and Katy was almost deaf. It did make Julie feel better, though. As Julie went down the steps in the yard, she could hear the Bald win children next door quarreling in their playroom on the second floor. From her own house she could hear the clatter of dishes as Katy cleared the table. Julie knew that she should have stayed in the house long enough to clear the table for Katy—Katy was old and didn’t like to stay downstairs late: more than likely she would com plain to Mother in the morning. Well, it would just be one more thing for Mother to get mad about —just like the “C” in arithmetic on her report card. Tonight Mo ther had gone out somewhere with Daddy, so Julie checked her con scientious step back to the kitchen door and sat down on the base of the old well to think by herself. Anything would be more interest ing than trying to work the arith metic problems Miss Clayton had assigned for tomorrow. Julie had hidden her arithmetic book under the cushions of the sofa in the den. That was a good place be cause Katy never cleaned there un less Mother got after her. Since Mother was , gone there was no chance of afiyone finding the book tonight and she could slip it into her book satchel in the morning. If it had been anything but arith metic Julie would have felt mean about taking advantage of Mother that way. She hoped that doing a lie wasn’t as bad as really telling one in words. She had hid the book because she had pro mised to swap movie star pic tures with Dorothy and Carolyn this afternoon, and if Mother had known about the homework—es pecially arithmetic homework — she would have made Julie stay in to do it. And then, of course, Julie would have had to break her pro mise. Besides, this afternoon Mo ther had told her that she was al ways getting under foot and for goodness’ sake to get out of the house and stay out until supper time. Julie hadn’t meant to get in the way: she had just wanted to tell Mother about the 97 in spell ing and the Girl Scout square dance. Then tonight Mother had left without even saying “goodbye”. Angrily, Julie took off her silly old Girl Scout oxfords and threw them on the back porch. Carolyn didn’t have to wear Girl Scout shoes. Carolyn was Julie's best friend. She was older—a 1 m o s t thirteen — and almost in High School, so whatever Carolyn did must be all right. Julie thought about calling Carolyn, but then she remembered that Carolyn was going to the movies with Rill Moore. Julie was only eleven and couldn’t date boys. Anyhow, she didn’t think that any boy would ever ask to take her to the movies. Julie pushed her toes down into the earth of her mother’s favorite flower bed and stepped on two daffodils—on purpose. She walked the length of the flower bed and stopped at the corner of the garage. Then, balancing herself carefully on the stone wall at the side of the garage, she caught the lowest branches of the tree that grew there and climbed up limb by limb until she stood on the roof of the garage. From there she could see way down into the mill village. She and Carolyn used to climb up here lots last summer to have secret pic nics and to hide from the Bald win children. In a month or so it would be summer again. It seemed (Continued on pace feur) By Lee Rosenbloom Paris, the Riviera, Venice, Pigalle—an edu cation in itself—really. Mother, you must let me go—” Acti blotted the tear-stained paper care fully. She went to the door and bolted it. Then she carefully pulled down the window shades. With slow measured steps she crept to her roommate’s desk, opened the drawer noiselessly, and took out a three cent stamp. Chuckling with glee, she rushed over to her own desk and put the stamp on her letter (upside down, because her Mother was senti mental) . Two days later the telegram came from her Mother. It said, “You go to Europe. We will not pay income taxes this year. Your educa tion comes first. Your father says to stay away from Pigalle. Love, Mother”. Acti was on her way. This was her big chance. She would make “Our Hearts Were Young And Gay” look like a historical novel. For one week Acti kept to her room, study ing folders. Cook’s Tours, Brown, Pemberton were all a jumble in her mind. At last the decision was made, and she emerged from her room triumphant. She would go with Miss Delilah, a woman wlio appreciated music in no uncertain terms, and so would see that Acti did all the right things and saw all the right places. This decision made, Acti thought she could settle down, pass a few courses and day dream about her trip. It was on Monday that she received the mimeographed sheet from Miss Delilah. Up at the top (in 30 pt. s. s.) was written “things to do”., and down below was listed some 50 or 100 things to do. No. 1 was passport. That seemed fairly important and reasonable so Acti sauntered down to have her picture taken.. She wore her Easter suit and her new picture hat, and carried her white gloves like the southern lady that she was. Maybe I can use this for my engagement picture she thought on the way downtown. My profile is best she remembered. My right profile is definitely best. , “We’ll take two pictures, both front views,” the photographer said, snatching off Acti’s hat. “Now if you’ll just hold this card with j'our number on it Miss.” The photographer tossed her gloves in the corner too. “Just look at the birdie, Miss.” No, I’m sorry but we can’t retouch the picture. ' Anyway all moles, scars and other disfigurements can be used to identify you in case World War III starts while you’re over there.” No. 2 on the list had to do with vaccinations. Smallpox, Hydrophobia, Sleeping Sickness, and a few others were required. The others were optional. Acti went down to the Health De partment to get her shots the very next day. Unfortunately, the nurse knew nothing about t^he injection for sleeping sickness, and Acti had to hold the medical journal and read the ^rections while the nurse gave the injections. However, this nerve racking experience was as nothing compared to a later disappoint ment. For when her friends sang Congratu- ations to Acti in the dining room, poor Acti was unable to stand and acknowledge the onor. And after the nurse had assured her that It would be much less painful than hav ing the injections in her arm. No. 3 the list told our heroine what to wear. You must take Kleenex, toothpaste, soap, unmentionable things that are necessary 0 women, cigarettes, overshoes, an umbrella, several evening gowns for the boat, bathing sui s or the Riviera, a skisuit for Switzerland, a eas one red outfit to wear while traveling in Russia, etc. You may carry two small bags” C l immediately enrolled in a math course, out It was all to no avail. However, by leav- pajamas, toothbrush, glasses, and Hii finally managed to pack every- K V it would be several months betore she sailed, but it didn’t matter if things were a trifled wrinkled. concerned several blanks hat had been filled out in triplicate. Have married? How many times? werp’ “^by children do you have!” — plaQ questions. “Cut a few narallp’l ^ thought. Don’t read my history A cti ^ concerned with trivairties— Aeti was gomg to Europe:
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