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THE TWIG
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Beverly Batchelor Feature Editor
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Katherine Lewis Music Editor
Catherine Carpenter Sports Editor
Frances Smith Photo Editor
Shirley Bone Exchange Editor
Sally Lou Taylor Make-up Editor
Donna Walston Columnist
Reporters—Ella Adams, Mary Lou Dawkins,
Beth Boggs, Rosalind Knott, Rebecca
Knott, Ann Stowe, Betty Ann Hall, Betty
Hefner, Mary Bland Josey, LaGrace
Gupton, Harriette Littlejohn.
Chief Typist—Louise Hunt.
Typists—Ellen Goldston, Sylvia Currin,
Elva Gresham.
How’s Your Balance?
BUSINESS STAFF
Jane McDaniel Business Manager
Ann Boykin Advertising Manager
Barbara Francis Circulation Manager
Members of Business Staf—Betsy Jordan,
Jackie Knott, Martha Hare.
Dr. Harold G. McCurdy Faculty Adviser
Dr. Harry E. Cooper Photographer
When it comes to balance, the man
on the tight rope has all the answers.
He knows how to hold himself so well
that even on a thin wire he can walk
better than some people can with both
feet on flat ground. Most of us would
be at a total loss when it comes to tight
rope walking, but we could all take a
few hints from the expert on balance
that could be put to use in every day
life. Nearly everyone leads an unbal
anced existence: we complain too much
and fail to even the complaints with
hard work to correct what we think is
wrong; we go to a movie or a dance and
fail to balance it with a few hours of
honest-to-goodness study; someone does
us a kindness and we fail to even the
score by doing someone else a kindness
too; we read a best seller and ignore
the heavy volumes on the library shelf;
or we forget that for one afternoon spent
sleeping or playing bridge, another
should be spent developing a hobby,
out making new friends or discovering
new places. Too many people lead a
one-sided existence; the energetic per
son forgets leisure, and the leisurely
person forgets energy. The all too popu
lar theory that life should be all or noth
ing at all is a poor maxim to live by.
The too busy person will burn out; the
too lazy rots out; the safest and sanest
person takes his cue from the man on
the wire and keeps his life well bal
anced.
D. L.
May 21, 1948
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Thought for the Dag
“For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision;
But today, well lived.
Makes every yesterday
A dream of happiness.
And every tomorrow a vision of
hope.”
To Seniors
This the final issue of The Twig is
dedicated to all the seniors who will be
graduated on May 31. It is our inade
quate way of saying that we’ll miss
you, es^cially in September when the
rising Senior Class steps up into your
place.
Do not quickly forget the friends and
companions who wish for you the hap
piness which will surely be yours, but
take with you the memory of them as
you go forth in life bearing always the
heritage and Christian training which
Meredith has taught.
Each graduate receives with her di
ploma an invisible challenge to lead a
happy, successful life in which she will
rely greatly on the guidance received
during her four years at Meredith. That
life will be an inevitable reflection of
the aims of the college. In answering
this challenge, each girl will accept
greater and wider responsibilities as
she assumes her rightful place in the
world of today.
To Underclassmen
With the passing of each day we find
ourselves closer to the end of this school
year. To many there is a feeling that
this last semester has slipped by in rec
ord breaking time. Some can hardly
believe that examinations are in order.
To many there must be a slight regret
that we have let so many opportunities
pass us by. The memory of hastily done
assignments and poorly covered mater
ial must bring out feelings of guilt in
more than a few members of the stu
dent body. Wasted time spent care
lessly and extravagantly cannot be re
called and invest^ more wisely. By
now, grades have been made and there
is little we can do to change them. We
By ANNE STOWE
This summer will be quite busy for
our Meredith girls. Some will be going
to summer school, working, or going on
houseparties; but quite a few will be
getting married. Congratulations and
best of luck to all of you:
Lorene Adams and Henry Albers, last
of July, Citadel Square Baptist Church,
Charleston, South Carolina.
Sunshine Bellamy and Bob Harper,
June 19, First Baptist Church, Scotland
Neck, North Carolina.
Christine Bordeaux and Bill Farrior
June 4, Wallace Baptist Church, Wal-
lace, North Carolina.
Grace Brown and John Woody Boone
Jr., June 26, Baptist Church, Murfrees-
boro, North Carolina.
Doris Carroll and Buster Currin
August 14, Myers Park Methodist
Church, Charlotte, North Carolina.
Elizabeth Colvard and Bruce Can
trell, mid-summer. First Baptist
Church, Star, North Carolina.
Jean Gaddy and Don Freeman, Sep
tember 7, First Baptist Church, Raleigh
North Carolina. ® ’
Earline Harris, and J. C. Edwards,
last part of summer, Drexel Baptist
Church, Drexel, North Carolina.
Barbara Johnson and David Parnell,
June 11, Benson Baptist Church, Ben
son, North Carolina.
Becky Lynn and Sam Griffin, August
27, First Baptist Church, Greer, South
Carolina.
Margaret Morris and Chester Parker,
June 12, West Durham Baptist Church’
Durham, North Carolina.
Harriet Neese and Jason Sox, June
12, Grace Episcopal Church, Lexington
North Carolina.
Jane Sanders and Gilbert Benson,
June 19, Four Oaks Methodist Church,’
Four Oaks, North Carolina.
Mabel Sperling and Bob Jones, in
August, New Prospect Church, Shelbv
North Carolina.
Mary Virginia Warren and Bill Poe,
August 26, First Baptist Church, Char
lotte, North Carolina.
Cathe Wishart and Austin Swallow
August 28, Shelbourne Falls, Massa
chusetts.
Elizabeth Zimmerman and Boyce
Sinh, June 18, First Evangelical and
Reformed Church, Lexington, North
Carolina.
By DONNA WALSTON
One afternoon I was suddenly awak
ened from my dreaming by a loud clat
ter at the window. I opened it, and
whom should I see but a small figure
who revealed herself as curosity, a mes
senger of Pandora. In her small hand
she bore a gift for me from her mis
tress a sparkling key to the treasure
chest of memories and thoughts of the
graduating seniors. Curiosity’s bub-
bling personality overwhelmed me and
soon I could hardly wait to take a peek
at the contents of the treasure. It was
like gazing into a crystal ball. First the
thoughts of Helen Finch showed she
was going to miss the girls at school
who were so friendly, the Civic Music
Concert, and the Little Theatre. And
where can she ever find an alarm clock
to compare with the morning bells. . . .
Fran Alexander’s deliberations ap
peared to be centered around the writ
ing she wants to do in the future. I
hope it will take the place of all the
work she has done on the Acorn . . . The
meditations of Margaret Moore brought
out the fond memories of the fun she
had working on The Twig; she will
never forget the girls and the fun of
dorm life . . . Lib Hardison seemed con-
tent to leave studying behind her and
search for the Land of Nod.
For a moment everything was hazy,
but then after tugging very hard we
managed to drag out a few revelations
that only time knew of. Even curiosity
was beside herself with laughter after
she brushed the cob webs from some
memories. I don’t think Sunny Bellamy
will ever get rid of the sniffles she
caught when she was exposed to weath
er between two doors as a poor little
freshman. . . . The recollections of
Miriam Powell still hold a place for
the time that, as a sophomore, she nerv
ously and very embarrassingly intro
duced her roommate to a member of
the male sex as Mary “Death” Thomas.
Then there was the reference to the
time Pat McNeil, Betty Davis, Carolyn
Gay, and Hiawatha Lupo preferred
swimming to the formal opening of the
college. At least a broken hot water
pipe in the bath-tub turned their rooms
into a swimming pool. The steam didn’t
help their clothes any, either.
The chest had a silver lining, and at
the very bottom we could still gee the
reflection of Mary McCoy’s red face
when she was a sophomore. Seems she
had been going with a fellow for about
five years. Everyday brought a sweet
letter from him. Much to her dismay
she lost one of these bits of fondness,
but Shirley Powell, finding it and want
ing to return it to the rightful owner,
put it on the bulletin board. You can
imagine Mary’s surprise when she
crowded through throngs of people only
to find it was her letter that was at
tracting all the attention.
After hours of fun we had at last
finished our explorations. But the mem
ories and thoughts didn’t take wing;
instead we put them back in that pre
cious chest and locked it securely where
they will be forever kept.
Exams!
Exam time has rolled around again,
and Meredith’s once carefree, now worry
laden population have begun prepara
tions for that biennial period of industri
ous but usually poorly organized, cram
ming. Advice concerning the intricacies
of proper “reviewing” has as usual, been
confusingly profuse. One authority ad
vocates the plenty-of-sleep, plenty-of-
food, plenty-of-play method, throwing
in an “Oh yes.' Review a little, too” as
an afterthought, while another old-
timer, having already survived three
exam pe;-iods, suggests that the eager
student have boxes of food sent from
home in order to free other-wise occu
pied mealtimes for extensive study that
church cuts be saved for exam week
and that all dating during that crucial
period be forgotten. Still another ex
perienced personage plans a quiet, rest
ful week, preceded by calm, well-organ
ized review for us. Because of such
divers opinions as to where’s and how’s
of cramming, students are thrown into
a dither and usually end up playing too
much, eating too little, dating at the
wrong time, studying at the last minute
sleeping on class instead of at night, and
flunking all exams. Moral'
The more you study, the more you
know
The more you know, the more you
forget
The more you forget, the less you
know.
So why study?
Hortense Hix
Dear Hortense Hix,
I am a young girl of thirty and a
freshman at Meredith College. What
I want to know is should I go on with
my college career or should I throw it
up and go back home to Maw in Chic-
kenwannaneck? This year I have been
campused since October first. I am fail
ing everything I am taking and have
no quality points. However, I have
2,500 A. A. points collected in three
fields — thumb-twiddling, parlor-wrest-
ling, and hog-calling. Also I have be
come adept at halo polishing. Those
things tarnish so quick! If I go home
Maw will make me marry my dumb
boyfriend Ebenezer and settle down to
plowing again. Please Miss Hix, what
should I do?
Sincerely,
Thillfyme Gottonovofski
Highland Fling
must be satisfied to accept the grades
we have made.
Or must we? Why not then resolve
to make next year’s work an improve
ment over all you have done this year?
Acquaint yourself with the importance
of doing each daily assignment with a
high degree of thoroughness. Create a
real interest in doing everything to the
best of your ability, and see the remark-
able change that will come about. It
of every student to realize
the many opportunities before her and
to take advantage of them. Plan to come
back to Meredith next September with
a renewed spirit for learning.
Meredith will have representatives
among the highlands this summer, when
Dr. Mary Lynch Johnson and Miss lone
Knight, a former member of the Ad
ministrative Staff on our campus, make
a tour abroad. Most of you remember
Miss Knight, the sister of Carolyn
Knight, who is now receiving her M A
degree in English at the University of
Pennsylvania.
“The Newfoundland” will be the ship
carrying our travelers across the ocean;
it is scheduled to sail on the fourth of
June from Boston. Going by way of
Halifax and St. John’s, Dr. Johnson and
Miss Knight plan to spend the summer
in England and Scotland. These two
ladies have an interesting project which
they hope to carry out while abroad
They shall try to retrace the trip taken
by Dorothy and William Wordsworth
through the highlands in the year 1803
Dorothy Wordsworth recorded the trip
in a journal and this account shall be
followed. Dr. Johnson has visited
abroad before, once on a trip through
Europe and again as a student at Cam
bridge.
Dr. Rose was to have been a third
party on this journey, but due to illness
in her family, she will be unable to go
Wishing you both a most pleasant and
entertaining visit, we await your re
turn with eagerness.
Dear Thillfyme,
A student that is talented enough to
win so many A. A. points should by all
means remain in college. Even though
you are failing everything don’t worry.
Im sure that your dean will overlook
such an unimportant item. No girl who
can wrestle, call hogs, and twiddle her
thumbs ever failed to receive her di
ploma. A girl that is smart like you are,
so young to be a freshman in college,
should not tie herself down to a plow
and a dumb boyfriend. That would be
heartbreaking. By all means go ahead
and get your A.B., your B.S., and your
Ph.D., and your A.F.C. (Angel First
Class). One day you will probably bf-
come the first lady mayor of Chicken-
wannaneck. Don’t let anything hold
you b^k in your rise to fame and for
tune. Best of luck.
Hortense Hix
There is a time to be born, and a
time to die, says Soloman, and it is the
momento of a truly wise man; but there
between these two times
ot infinite importance.”
—Richmond.
Exchangin’ Aroun’
By SHIRLEY BONE
Alhamian, down
at Alabama College during Crook Week,
at which time, I gather, the seniors rule
such little
^cad to them, to
sing, dance, make up beds, iron, etc.,
the underdogs was heard to say
that knowing her senior’s room, she’d
hate to have to clean it up, while her
“senW She’d hate for the
seniors to be sweet instead of their
usual selves.” Never let such state-
hear seniors! In-
uiight borrow from Queens
and admit that their leaving cre
ates a vacancy which we doubt if we’ll
ever be able to fill exactly.
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