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THE TWIG
May 3, 1957
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WHY PUBLISH THE TWIG?
“Why have a newspaper when the news must always be stale?” is a
question that has been ask6d often in recent weeks of the new staff. The
question is a legitimate one, and it deserves a thoughtful answer.
The Twig is, if nothing else, an official record of campus activity.
Since 1921 it has recorded comprehensively the big and little happenings
of Meredith. We learn, from old papers the traditions and important
changes, the fads and humor (peculiar humor, to us) of the students, arid
the trends of thought in college policy. Perhaps in 1977 the students will
read of our escapades and laugh. Our escapades at least will be recorded!
The file is a valuable one.
The Twig, however, is not primarily concerned with writing history.
It tries, as far as it is able, to give complete and timely news service. Its
most significant contribution is its function as a voice of student opinion.
There are many good things on the campus that should be recognized.
There are many things that should be changed. If the Twig is to offer
criticism of college policy, let it be “constructive” criticism. Only by
offering workable suggestions will criticism .be effective. A mere open
forum in which complaints are aired often does more harm than good.
The editor is incapable of getting an idea of the attitudes of students
alone. Your letters of suggestions and criticisms of the Meredith com
munity will be welcomed and thoughtfully considered.
PLAYDAY IS A GOOD THING
Play Day makes me want to give three cheers for Meredith traditions.
(Corn Husking, Christmas Caroling, May Day, and Juriior-Senior make
me feel the same way.) The tennis courts, the riding ring, the playing
fields, the court—all reflected the friendly spirit that prevailed. Students
and faculty came and went—worn-out, hot, and stearning but happy in
a feeling qf comradeship. Studies were neglected while that intangible
thing we often talk about and sometimes do something about was the
major of everyone. It was a family outing for Meredith. It was a time for
letting down of hair, for wearing of bermudas, for bridge games that
didn’t have to be sandwiched in. It was a time for competition which did
not tear apart but only brought together. I dare say that no one on the
campus really begrudged the freshmen their victory. We only envied them
their spirit. A round of applause is due to the A.A. sponsoring the event
and to the dining hall for the delicious picnic supper. A good time was
had by all—the best fun, of course, going to those who participated
most enthusiastically.
THANKS
The new staff wishes to take this first opportunity to offer the staff of
1956-1957 a sincere thanks. Thank you, Julia, for putting into the Twig
the things we wanted to see. Thank you for speaking decisively in your
editorials. Thank you, Nancy, for making the hole that the newspaper
is in no bigger, and for keeping a conscientious and accurate check on
the books.
We appreciate the work (we know now how much work) the entire
staff did throughout the year to continue a tradition of which we can be
proud. It is our hope to work in the coming year as creatively and con
scientiously as they.
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THE GREEN ROOM
By SUSAN MOSS
The stillness of the summer night
is disturbed only by the sounds of
soft, dreamy music that drifts to the
ears of the two people standing
motionless on the moonlit balcony.
This may be the scene you’ll wit
ness this summer when you see sum
mer theatre. Little Theatre groups
are at work in many towns and
communities and will welcome your
support and your participation dur
ing the summer. If there is no Little
Tteatre group near you why not
help begin a campaign to form one.
Summer workshops and play
houses in pleasant surroundings pro
vide entertainment by professional
actors. The Flat Rock Playhouse at
Flat Rock, N. C., the Parkway
Playhouse at Burnsville, N. C., and
the Ocean Forest Theatre at Myrtle
Beach, S. C., are just a few of the
places that provide enjoyable per
formances for the theatre-goer and
jobs for the budding actor or behind-
the-scenes worker.
North Carolina, an initiator of
the outdoor drama, has three excel
lent shows this summer. “The Lost
Colony” will begin its twentieth year
on Roanoke Island near Manteo.
At Boone, “Home In the West”
tells the story of Daniel Boone and
the settling qf western North Caro
lina. The story of the colorful Chero
kee Indians is told in “Unto These
Hills” at Cherokee. All the dramas
are within comfortable driving dis
tance.
Wherever you are, take advantage
of the many opportunities to enjoy
summer theatre.
beth Johnson, Frances Johnson,
Edith Johnson, and Susan Moss.
A, word of thanks is in order to
Donnie Simons, who has capably
written the “Green Room” column
this year.
MUSICAL AOTES
By JOYCE SKILLMAN
The first note I’d like to talk about
is very musical, and that is my prede
cessor, Pat. I’m sure we’ll all agree
that if anyone lacked information
about the musical events on our
campus for the past ye^ar, it was
merely because she didn’t read this
column. Good job, Pat, even with
the competition from “Peanut” who
seemed determined to get her ma
terial from your department.
On April 23, the SAI’s pledged
several of the music majors into
their fraternity. These girls are Har
riet Herring, Glenda Pressley, Ruth
Young, Barbara Smith, Pat Corbett,
Julene McPhaul, and Sara Law
rence. Congratulations, girls.
For an evening happily spent don’t
miss the Raleigh Little Theatre’s
current production, “Teahouse of
the August Moon,” May 3-8,
Does a wife make or break her
husband’s chances of advancement
in business?
This is the theme of “Lady Fin
gers,” the play to be presented in
chapel Friday, May 17, by the play
production class. The Glenn Hughes
play is directed by Miss Peg Gor-
sage with Virginia Jones as student
director. In the cast are Kay Eliza-
I hope many of you have been
taking advantage of the good music
we’ve been having in the form of
recitals. Becky Miles and Julene
McPhaul, two public school music
majors, gave their senior recital on
April 19 in piano. Marilyn Green
gave her senior recital in voice on
April 26, and Kay White and Nancy
Wallace presented a junior piano
recital on May 1. No one can say
that we haven’t had contrast in our
recent recitals, for in addition to the
piano and voice performers, two
other juniors went through the same
agonizing experience in organ. I feel
that I am rather well qualified to use
that adjective since I was one of
them. However, I was lucky enough
to have Margaret Slate as my recital-
mate and morale booster. There are
several more recitals on the agenda
for this year. One of especial inter
est will be the piano recital of high
school senior, David Pinnix, a spe
cial student of Mr. Pratt. David, the
son of the Rev. and Mrs. L. C.
Pinnix, has been awarded a four-
year piano scholarship to Oberlin
Conservatory on the basis of record
ings submitted to the competitive
scholarship committee of Oberlin. I
hope all of you will come to David’s
recital on May 7.
J^aqlc J^omeYits
... to make you think of the
hope of beauty.
By KAY ELIZABETH JOHNSON
The beautiful is not a physical
fact, beauty does not belong to
things, it belongs wholly to the
human esthetic activity, and thus
is a mental or spiritual fact.
—WiLDON Carr.
Have you ever sought the beauti
ful—either for yourself to have or
to look upon? Emerson tells us
“There is no beautifier of complex
ion, or form, or behaviour, like the
wish to scatter joy and not pain
around us.” Each of us would like j
to be surrounded by the beautiful—
landscape, people, thoughts, just
everything. But often we don’t rec
ognize the lovely things around us.
There is a story of a young artist
who wanted to paint the most beau
tiful thing in the world. Upon re
turning from an exhausting trip all
over the world, he found the object
of his search in the beauty of his own
backyard. So often we do not see
the beauty around us.
August Strindberg has moved into
the irrational land of fantasy in '
dreams in his poetic drama, “The
Dre^pi Play.” It seems an incon
gruous vehicle for presenting the
hopefulness of beauty, for it deals
with a panorama of the agonies of
humanity, the futile absurdity and
the mockery of human struggle to
find meaning in life. Yet this play
in its whole arrives at the promise
of beauty.
The Poet, who is represented as
the heart, has a dream in which the
daughter of Indra descends to earth 1
to see what life is like. With the
unreality, the sudden changes, and
incongruities of a dream, she is
shown the suffering of humanity.
Strindberg himself says, “The char
acters spfit, double, multiply, vanish,
solidify, blur, grow clear. But one
consciousness reigns above them all
—that of the dreamer; and before
it there are no secrets, no incongrui
ties, no scruples, no laws.” Every
one is either an oppressor or op
pressed. The daughter of Indra-
meets the Officer (who represents
the body), the lawyer (the mind),
the Glazier, and the Poet who is the
only one who has some freedom
from the cares of life.
This play with all its representa
tion of trouble and hurt is full of
yric beauty and tenderness. The
compassion of the daughter of Indra
breaks through the wretchedness of
the struggling humims. The picture
arising in the mind throughout the
play—according to the stage direc
tions—^is that of huge hollyhocks
behind which stands a castle
crowned with a bud, which at the^
play’s end blossoms as a great
chrysanthemum.
LOU’S REMARKS
By LOUISE WHITE
After four semesters of observing
Meredith life, I feel qualified to di
agnose the most prevalent disease of
the student body. The illness is not
fatal, but in the final stage, its suf
ferers wish they were dead. The dis
ease has certain pronounced symp
toms. At first it gives the patients a
sense of living in unlimited time.
Therefore, those afflicted play bridge
for hours, date every night sun bathe
each afternoons, and have gab ses
sions at midnight. When the disease
has progressed for several weeks, an
odd thing happens. The patients
wake up one morning to discover
that six weeks have flown by in the
night. No longer does time stanc
still; it gallops by in six strides. At
this point the symptoms change anc
the patients begin to look haggard
Trips to the library take the place
of bridge games and sun baths
There is no contact with the outside
world and hence no dates. Busy on
the doors discourage gab sessions
Life is horrible and rglief comes
only when that term paper is written.
For such symptoms there is only one
diagnosis—PROCRASTINATION.
Since one case of procrastination
does not give students immunity,
some bright science major could
concoct and sell prevention pills
with great profit to herself.
EGGS SERVE BREAKFAST »
Have you ever had breakfast with
a mad hatter, the queen of hearts or
a family of eggs? (the girls who
served were dressed as eggs, by the
way). If you are a junior or a fresh
man, you have, for those unusual
characters were special guests at the ^
Big-Little Sister breakfast on April
19.
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On that recent Friday morning the
big and little sister classes met at 1
the chimney for some early morning
entemtainment and a hearty break
fast. Each big sister was presented
with a bunny corsage as she entered,
and then everyone scrambled for a
vantage point from which to watch >
the fun. A take-off on the mad tea-
party from “Alice in Wonderland”
shook the last traces of sleep from
all eyes and gave our odd characters
the spotlight. Perched in a tree,
Jane Matthews, alias the Cheshire^
cat, smiled madly; whUe the flus-
trated March hare, Lamette White,
attended a faculty tea with the Mad ,
Hatter, better known as Patzi Sams.
Angeline Norris was a pert blonde-
tressed Alice, and Peggy Martin
was quite regal as the queen of
hearts.
After a, bit of group singing came '
the climax of the event—breakfast.