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THE TWIG
March 22, 1957
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Red Letter Day
Today is a red-letter day in the life of Meredith College. The dreams
of far-sighted men, as well as the untiring efforts of educational leaders
and the sacrifices of countless men and women to bring that vision to
reality, have been set down in tangible form in the book whieh is published
today. This record of our singular history should bring each of us who
is in any way a part of Meredith to appreciate more keenly our heritage,
inspiring us to work harder to bring the College even closer to the ideal.
We can hardly imagine the infinite time and patience which must have
been required for the research and the actual writing of the three-hundred-
page volume. Here is but one expression of the author’s lifelong devotion
to Meredith and all that it stands for in the Christian education of young
women. We express our heartfelt gratitude to Dr. Mary Lynch Johnson,
author of A History of Meredith College.
COMMEXHATIO^
As faculty (non-voting) members of the Nominating Committee this
year, we should like to voice public commendation to a student group
which has served both faithfully and well. The meetings, often long and
tedious sessions, were conducted with the efficiency and dispatch that
gave evidence of careful planning and forethought. Likewise the thought
ful consideration of both offices and candidates reflected a serious concern
for responsibilities. Appraisals were frank and for the most part evalua
tions were substantiated by evidence; there was rarely reason to feel that
mere personal prejudices were being brought into play. The committee
is to be commended!
The dignity with which campaigning and voting were conducted was
likewise, we felt, a very promising indication of campus spirit and pur
posefulness. It was a far cry from the ballyhoo, the orgies of mud-slinging
and cheap poster-making which once marked student elections. The
election officials are to be commended!
The percentage of qualified voters who actually cast ballots in the two
elections bespoke a widespread and serious concern about leadership on
the campus next year. The achievement of the leaders must rest ultimately
on the participation of the electorate. The student body is to commended!
It all augurs good for 1957.
Mary E. Yarbrough
Maxine Garner
Norma Rose
IF YOU SEE IT IN THE TWIG—
We on the staff of the Twig are
faced with a problem we don’t seem
able to solve alone. You can help
us. Perhaps you should have been
told of it long ago.
Papers are not printed without
cost and the Twig is no exception.
A large part of the expense of print
ing our paper is paid for by the
money we get from our sale of ads.
Merchants buy ads because they
want you to trade with them and
they figure that advertising is the
best way to bring about this happy
state. So you see, we need to sell the
ads in order to have the money to
publish the paper and Raleigh’s mer
chants need to buy our ads in order
to contact Meredith girls.
Sounds logical, doesn’t it? But—
the advertising staff reports that
fewer and fewer merchants are buy
ing ads, that several large contracts
have not been renewed, and that
those who continue to advertise with
us are not buying as large a space
as before.
“Why?” you ask. “And what can
I dp about it?” The answer is simple.
They are not buying because they
are not sure it is worth-while and
your job is to make them see that it
is. Read the ads and remember
them, then patronize the merchant
who advertises in your school paper!
Next time you are in a store, or
theater, or beauty shop that adver
tises in the Twig, how about saying
“I saw your ad in the Twig and we,
out at Meredith, appreciate it.”
SheN ANigans
By NANCY JOYNER
Anyone care to join me? I’m get
ting right ready to organize an
1-Hate-Men Club. I’m through, fin
ished. I hereby resolve to quit, abso
lutely and positively.
Just think what a blight men are
on the campus. They clutter up the
breezeway every hour of the day
and most of the night. They keep
the telephones jangling constantly.
They ‘ drag girls away from their
studies—horribility of horribilities!
They’re responsible for foolish day
dreaming in class. They make stu
dents spend their time worrying
about such mundane things as
clothes and complexions. All in all,
they really foul up the works around
here.
Besides that, there are the girls’
attituijes to consider. What do peo
ple come to school for? To get an
MRS. degree, of course. If you don’t
have ten smirking photos of the Man
in Your Life flashed all over your
room, you haven’t furnished it prop
erly. And if you don’t have a date
on Saturday night, you’re slightly
cracked, that’s all. Not many people
are that crazy, judging from the
morgue-like atmosphere the halls
take on at the end of the week.
Now, if we could just get this club
started, we could change some
things. Why, we bachelor girls would
be above all this foolishness. We
could hold weekly meetings on Sat
urday nights from eight to eleven
and discuss things like the foreign
policy, or something. We could start
a campaign to throw dirty looks at
those bulks of masculinity that con
taminate the breezeways: We could
make personal visitations to those
of our number who have yet to be
enlightened and explain to them
the errors of their ways. Why, we
might even be able to go so far as
to get the library open on Saturday
nights. This thing has all sorts of
possibilities.
Oh, excuse me a moment, they’ve
called me to the telephone. Maybe
Larry is going to ask me for a date
after all.
. Mcnba
Pbsock^Nl Co!l©6idte Press
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Art Editor Mary Jane Sumner
Music Editor Pat Greene
Drama Editor Donnie Simons
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Musical Notes
By PAT GREEN
Two recitals were presented with
in the past two weeks: the first one
was giyen by three public school
music majors, Jocelyn Nelms, Pat
Kerley, and Sara Lawrence. These
three seniors presented a very fine
program of piano music. On Tues
day night, March 12, Jeanne Greal-
ish presented her graduation voice
recital; and needless to say, hers
was an excellent performance. In
cluded on the program were some
of the selections she sang when ap
pearing in New York for the Full-
bright Scholarship auditions. Jeanne
did not win a scholarship to study
abroad, but her audition was so suc
cessful that she was encouraged to
apply again next year.
Soon after the Civic Music Con
cert, March 19, when the Ballet
Russe was featured, Diane Morris,
senior piano major, will present
her graduation recital. This recital,
which will be given on March 26, is
the concluding onS for March. Dur
ing the month of April nine recitals
will be given, so all music majors
will need to get out their best cottons
and sheaths for the occasions.
The S.A.I.’s are planning a recital
for some time in April or May, the
date of which will be announced
later. Also, students can be looking
forward to seeing and hearing this
highly distinguished music organiza
tion some day soon in chapel.
I am sure you have all been taking
advantage of our beautiful music
library, if not to play records, then
at least to be alone for a few minutes
with our good friend, “Mr. Hadow.”
(In case you do not know Mr.
Hadow, he is the author of a very
famous and highly prized book
called Sonata Forms . . . isn’t he,
form students?)
This time I will have to disappoint
you, because somehow I just was not
around when the musical puns and
jokes were being handed out.^ I’ll
try to be more observant next time.
But there was the one about a cer
tain member of our music staff who
is “aging quite gray-fully.”
The Green Room
By DONNIE SIMONS
Curtain going up on The Cradle
Song. The Playhouse spring produc
tion will be presented both tonight
and tomorrow night in Jones Audi
torium, and those who attend have
a delightful two hours in store. The
cast and backstage crfew have worked
long and faithfully to make this the
best show Meredith has yet pro
duced. Much credit is due Miss Cor
sage for her fine direction, together
with patience and understanding.
Congratulations are in order for
newly-elected Playhouse President
Katie Joyce Eddins. She has served
the Playhouse well as a hard-work
ing member during Ijer three years
at Meredith, and will do a splendid
job in this responsible position
through the year ahead. You, the
students ’of Meredith College, have
elected her, and as patrons of the
Playhouse, can exercise the privi
lege of participating in productions,
either onstage or backstage. Other
Playhouse officers will be elected
at a later date.
The Raleigh Little Theatre has
completed a successful six-day run
of The Play’s the Thing. It is indeed
fortunate that Meredith is located
in an area that offers such entertain
ment.
Some of you may be curious
about the name of this column.
When it was first used, nearly two
years ago, Margaret Tucker (Burns)
explained it in the following man
ner: “Back in the days when the
papers were full of advertisements
reading hopefully, ‘Have tuxedo, will
travel,’ it was a custom in the big
theatres to have a room called, in
appropriately enough, the ‘Green
Room.’ Backstage, this chamber was
the melting-pot for actors and inter
ested theatre-goers. It was here that
current news and tidbits were passed
by word-of-mouth.”
This columnist hopes that the
readers will consider themselves an
“interested, theatre-going public,”
and that they will not hesitate to ask
questions about the theatre, or indi
cate what they would like to read in
The Green Room.”
A History of Meredith College»
By Mary Lynch Johnson. 301 pp.
Raleigh: Meredith College. $5.
By NANCY JOYNER
As ambitious an undertaking as
writing a history of a college de
serves praise of the highest order.
Dr. Mary Lynch Johnson’s book,
A History of Meredith College, is
indeed praiseworthy.
One is immediately impressed
with the thoroughness of the book.
The history begins in 1835, when
the idea of establishing a female ,
seminary was conceived in some un
named Baptist’s head. It was not
until 1899 that the dream was
realized, when the Baptist Female
University opened its doors to 180
students. Dr... Johnson traces the
course of events that put the B.F.U. ,
on its feet and faithfully records the
important happenings in the history
of the institution known next (1904-
1909) as the Baptist University for
Women, and since 1909 as Meredith
College. The .study extends through
July 1954, and footnotes bring the ' '
account through July 1955.
The book fairly rings with au
thority. It is evident that every fact '
has been carefully authenticated.
The multitude of sources that have
been used and Dr. Johnson’s own
lifelong experience with the school
assure accuracy.
With all the documentation and
adherence to facts, the book is by
no stretch of the imagination a dry
recording of dates and names. It is
brimful of delightful anecdotes of ’
life at Meredith. The author oc
casionally digresses from a grave
discussion of college policy to record
such things as the rivalry between
St. Mary’s and Meredith in basket
ball or the fact that the use of the
telephone was a senior privilege
until 1919. The account throughout
is a warm and enthusiastic one.
In writing the history of Meredith,
Dr. Johnson has made clear the
reasons and results of the purposes
of the college. She has shown how
a small school built upon the desire
to give a Christian education to
young women has maintained its'
early standards and grown in aca
demic stature. The book itself is an
expression of the achievement of
Meredith.
^A^omenh
By KAY ELIZABETH JOHNSON
If you are not sympathetic to the
needs and problems of others, read
no further. If you are not interested
in the future of your country and the
rest of the world, stop reading now.
Edwin Markham said:
There is a destiny that makes us brothers
None goes his way alone.
All that we send into the lives of others
Comes back into our own.
James A. Michener presents in
his The Bridge at Andaii a moving,
factual account of the Hungarian re
bellion. One man’s comment is this:
“You don’t really know the heroic
thihgs that happened behind the
barricades of Budapest until you
read this true and tragic story.
Written in the blood of those who
died, told by those who fought, it
is a flaming record for the world to
ponder.” This comment, however
dramatic, is true. Written in the
same perceptive, vivid way as his
Sayonara and Bridges at To-Ko-Ri,
The Bridge at Andau is an even
greater triumph for the Pulitzer Prize
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