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THE TWIG
Editorials
LETTERS TO EDITOR
^EW YEAR’S RESOLUTIOISS
Classes again! Old students, isn’t it wonderful (in a way) to be
back? New students, isn’t Meredith a good place to be? Even better
than you expected, maybe. The beginning of another year! To say
it’s time for all of us to make new year’s resolutions would be to
make a rather trite statement. However, it actually is that time. When
the new year comes around we’ll be too far gone in the first semester s
work to help ourselves by reform and the time till beginning of the
second half of the year will be so long that the resolutions probably
wouldn’t last till then. Why not make them now?
May I suggest several possible ones for you? First, resolved to obey
as many S. G. rules as possible. Aha—Wouldn’t you know someone
would mention rules. They’re just a big nuisance so far as most of
us are concerned. Even the latest arrival has been put to some incon
venience because she was afraid to break a rule. Of course, they re
continually getting in one’s way. And isn’t it fun to go home with
tales of misdemeanors behind the back of the S. G.? Sure is.
From another point of view though, Meredith is a good school
as evidenced by the fact that we chose it, and we can make the whole
set-up run more smoothly by keeping in line. Shall we?
Second, resolved to enter into campus activities. You don’t really
want us to spend more time on campus than is necessary for classes
and a bit of studying. Yes, I do. There are so many wonderful ac
tivities going on. (sentimental senior). No, really, you can work for A.A.
monogram points, work in B.S.U., take part in departmental clubs, help
with Playhouse productions, etc.—all things you’ll probably have only
your four college years to enjoy. Oh, please do save some time to keep
up relations with Carolina, Duke, Wake Forest, and State. We don’t
want to be anti-social. Just keep the campus and non-campus stuft
balanced.
Third, and last, resolved to keep a decent academic record. One
fact is well known—we are not all interested primarily in academic
matters That is as it should be. But for our own individual self respect,
we’d hate to flunk out. Agreed? There’s a big difference in the person
who seeks endlessly for knowledge, merely for the sake of having it
and the person who learns as a means toward an end, the living of a
fuller life. The latter kind is the type person we all admire and would
like to be like. Don’t neglect the most important part of your college lite
Thus ends the “sermon” of a senior.
PENNY-WISE AND POUND FOOLISH
A college education is one of the few things a person is willing to
pay for and not get. In our money-conscious society, the bargain table
is the most popular place in a store. Many inhabitants of the Di^
trict of Columbia spend the night before Washington’s birthday on b
Street in order to buy a typewriter for ninety-nine cents, a television
set for five dollars, or any of the other “give-aways” that the first
customers may get on this day. All of us like to think that we are
getting more than we are paying for, and all of us hate to think that
we are getting less than our money’s worth. Who is not outraged when
he pays dearly for two pounds of meat, only to find, upon examina
tion, that at least a pound of it is fat? Yet parents are willing to
sacrifice their comfort to send their children to college with the under
standing that they are not to allow studying to interfere with their
pleasure or health. They place more emphasis on the things a college
education connotes, such as close friendships, athletic events, and the
finding of a mate, than on the academic education that is denoted by
the phrase “college education.” They are willing to get for their money
something that does not even serve as a substitute, a wasting of time
that does not compare with an education as favorably as fat does
with meat. It is paradoxical that we, who as a nation are so penny-
wise in most things, should be so pound-foolish in a matter so important
as'a college education. Anne Parr
Dear Editor:
Not only as a humble personal
tribute do I write this, but also that
the freshmen, who never knew the
ate Mr. Zeno Martin, might know
something of what he has meant to
us who did.
That he well filled his capacity
as bursar, we all took for granted,
but his constant, father-like genial
ity to us college girls supplied a need
of which we were perhaps not aware
until the sad loss. There was a cer
tain steadfastness about the omni
presence of his large frame and smil
ing face which we now sorely miss.
To me he was not unlike Homer’s
Nestor, with his silver, hair and
easy-flowing speech and, to use
Homer’s epithet, as a “tamer of the
horses.”
We who took horseback riding
especially will remember his gen
uine interest in the horses, the
many breakfast, supper, and Sun
day afternoon rides he kindly gave
us.
Yet with all his duties, official
and those he took on himself, he
was never too busy for a grin anc
greeting to all he met. The bursar
can be replaced, but all else that
Mr. Martin was to us is of a price
less nature.
Celia Wells
ALUMNAE NEWS
Dear Editor:
“It’s just now and then,” statec
the ‘Farmville Enterprise,’ “that
you meet as charming i a fellow as
Zeno Martin, former business man
ager of Meredith College.” Anc
it’s just now and then that the loss
of one administrative staff member
is felt so deeply by the students of
Meredith.
Since our return to school for the
fall term we’ve been continually re
minded of his absence. His jolly
greetings and chats in the dining
hall during lunch hour, his inter
ested presence at the stables anc
the horse tales he used to tell, his
offers of “a ride up town” when
one had waited ages for the bus, his
happy smile displayed everywhere
and all the time for everyone, and
last, his ten years of efficient hand
ling of the business end of Mere
dith—all these we miss more than
we can say.
Perhaps a new person will soon
By BARBE WHITE
After a summer of happy experi
ences of varied nature we are back
at the “Farm” and already up to
our ears in work. But we remember
our sisters who are no longer here,
and will no doubt welcome this news
as to their locations and careers.
Graduates of the class ’53 have
found a variety of careers. Among
those teaching are Carolyn Brady
at Rural Hall, Adele Buening in
Ithaca, New York, Bess Frances in
Waynesville, Mary Ann Godwin in
Washington, Betsy Brooks McGee in
Angier, Doris Perry in Washington,
and Ellen Westmoreland Smith at
Fort Bragg where her husband. Bill,
is stationed. In the field of television
we find Elsie Williams who is on
the staff of WNAO-TV in Raleigh.
Also in Raleigh are Betsy Cannady
and Bernice Day (’52) with the
State Department of Archives and
History. Janet Stallings and Jean
Dula are doing graduate work at the
Southern Baptist Seminary in Louis
ville, Kentucky. At the Department
of Defense in Washington, D. C.
may be found Allen Hart. Ensign
Kitty Barbehenn is staioned in Great
Lakes, Illinois where she is soon
to become Communications Watch
Officer.
Graduates of the class of ’52 also
found their way into a number of
interesting fields. Jeanne Ramsey is
Teen-Age Program Director of the
YWCA at Waterloo, Iowa. Mary
Evelyn Brown is back at the Carver
School of Missions and Social Work.
As you know, Martha Holland
George and Marilyn Morrisettee Up
church are working in the Meredith
Library, and Dm Morgan is man
ager of the campus Bee Hive.
Among those teaching are Anne
Creech Freeman in Raleigh and
Marie Edwards in Hampton, Va.
The fine institution of matrimony
has claimed many of our graduates.
To start at home we find Joanna
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be found to fill the position Mr.
Martin held. But we who knew him
feel his “place” can never be com
pletely filled.
L. Oglesby
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Well, hi there! I suppose that
by this time everyone is all settled
down and hard at work—I suppose,
that is. Although I enjoyed the
summer vacation, it’s good, and I
think nearly everybody will agree
with me, to be back.
Since you freshmen have been
welcomed a million times. I’ll only
say I hope you’re all getting along
fine. If you’re having troubles, don’t
sit and brood about them—go see
your big sister or counselor. They’ll
be glad to help. So much for the
advice.
I was rummaging around in some
things Bobbye Rice wrote'and came
upon the following:
“People who live in glass houses
—shouldn’t.
A rolling stone surely gets in ev
eryone’s way.
Birds of a feather must have an
awful time with so few clothes.
Lie down with dogs and they’ll
feed you dog food.
A whistlin’ gal and a crowin’ hen
aren’t rare nowadays.
An apple a day will keep fruit
growers busy.
Pulled up by own bootstraps—•
where was he going?
It’s an ill wind that blows.
A bird in hand is kind of silly,
anyhow.
Too many cooks spoil. \
Too many irons in the fire make
it go out.
One bad apple—stinks.”
One note about chapel—I’m en
joying it more. Our manners have
certainly improved. Fewer people
are late, and I know the speakers
appreciate our quieting down so
soon. Hope this sort of behavior
continues and is not just a tem-
Dorary condition that will be for
gotten as the year progresses. Let’s
show the faculty we have a few
manners, anyway.
I was striving to learn some Ger
man the other night, but I couldn’t
concentrate,' so I recorded some of
the conversation (?) that was pass
ing to and fro. My room-mate was
doing math and in the next room
several people were chattering all
at once:
‘Let’s see now—the modal aux
iliaries are formed by . . .”
Unidentified person wanders
in—
“Are you still making tom-toms?”
From the next room:
“That looks like poodle cloth!”
Grumbling room*-mate:
“D is equal to the square foot
of—oh, heck, I’m hungry for a
milkshake!”
“Poodle cloth is much better.”
Someone calls: “Telephone Elea
nor.”
Result: mad scramble out door—
one tom-tom on floor.
“I like your blouse and skirt,
Mary.”
“I declare, they look just like tom
toms.”
“’Wollen, mussen, konnen, uh . . .”
“Whoopee! I have a date!”
Room-mate dances around room
while I gather up myself and Ger
man and take off for the library.
A typical night of study in 304
Brewer.
People are always kidding me
about my nickname, “Mish.” Some
folks think that’s my real name. Well,
it isn’t—but still I’ve heard some
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HOME SICK ?
Dro.Ke.
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- — ^ heard some
good versions of it. The other day
I heard the best one yet—I was
yet—I was
talking to a freshman, and after I
had told her my name, we talked
a few more minutes. Then I said,
“Well, goodby. I’ll see ya later.’’
She answered, very seriously,
“Goodby, Mush!” I’ve forgotten
her name, but I want her to know
that I didn’t mind a bit. I’ve been
called lots worse things than “Mush.”
Well, be good, and study hard.
Be seein’ ya.