The Belles of Saint Maet’s
The BELLES
OF SAINT MARY'S
Published every two weeks by the student body of Saint
Mary’s School
Editor-hi-Chief Louise Joedan
Business Manager Miss Kate Speuill
Exchange Editor Timpt Woods
Faculty Adviser Me. C. A. P. Mooee
STAFF
Maey Jane Yeatman Sylvia Cullum
Alexa McColl Jean Millee
Eugie Wattees Doeothy Digges
Helen Noell Theeesa Andeeson
Vieginia Allison Sue Clapp
Maey Kistlee Maetha Watts
Beppy Huntee Meeeie Haynes
Ebwin Gant Maetha Lewis
Member North Carolina Collegiate Press Association.
OUE TRIAL
Many years ago, there was a certain Major Powell
who stood on the brink of the Grand Canyon, looked,
and was moved. He could but wonder what the pas
sage of the tiny stream was—that tempestuous water
that had eaten into the marrow of the earth. And so
he and nine companions put their boats at the source
of the stream, some miles away. Soon the quiet water
became turbulent; and for six days, every minute of
those six days, the men fought against the rapids of
the stream.
On the seventh day, three men were insane with the
desire to feel earth under their feet. They landed, and
were lost.
The remaining seven men continued the struggle. On
the eighth day, they came to the Canyon—to the quiet
waters.
We have come back to school. We have left the
pleasures, love, and freedom of home. We are about
to enter upon the difficult task of examinations. The
essential thing is to keep in the struggle. The fight can
never be so hard as the losing. It is our trial.
DON’T CRAWL
Shakespeare has opined in “Venus and Adonis”;
“The grass stoops not; she treads on it so light.” Un
fortunately, Saint Mary’s girls have evidence in the
dying grass by the covered-way leading to the library
that they can claim no such sylph-like quality.
The classroom desk arms have borne the attacks of
the misdirected energy of nervous, thoughtless students,
and now the newly planted grass where the old practice
rooms were, is rapidly disappearing because the same
hurrying horde is in too big a rush to follow the path.
It should hurt a student’s sense of beauty, if not her
ideal of conserving, protecting, and developing the good
things given her, to see somebody cut the corners on
this plot of grass or cross to East Wing before she
reaches the brick walk.
As a reflection on the Saint Mary’s mentality, how
ever, this is only one incidence of the repeated tendency
of Saint Mary’s students to forget that they are grown
up; for, as a result of their carelessness in this respect,
the students of a senior English section are suffering
this week a childish punishment for a childish offense.
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Writing on desks, walking on the new grass, talking
on class, laughing rowdily—we are all thoughtless and
inconsiderate. Remember that we grow mentally as
well as physically, and should act our age!
THE WOULD-BE INDIVIDUALIST
Our point might be made clearer by consideration of
the recent history of Chicago. In the nineteen-twenties
it was a city with a population exceeding three millions,
and with the reputation of being the world’s worst
crime center. Facetious people wrote the police depart
ment for escorts when having to cross town. Men were
machine-gunned in the streets; store-fronts were wrecked
by gangsters, but all this defiance of the law was car
ried on by a handful of people. A few hundred gang
sters, at best, gave this city of over three million people
a deplorable reputation for gangsterism because the
few hundred gangsters as “individuals” refused to live
and abide by the ideals of a cooperative community.
A similar situation, though not necessarily as regards
gangsterism, seems to exist in our student body. These
are individualists, who seem to enjoy a trite,, though
damaging, role in school activities. This category in
cludes a group who seem to derive “ego compensation”
from opposing the majority, merely because it sets them
apart. And it does! It sets them apart as narrow,
selfish gallery-players who want to have the main say-so,
but won’t even cooperate enough to accept the decision
of the majority. They only complicate the job of the
earnest leaders who are attempting to unite the stu
dents into a really sound cooperative body.
The success of our student government depends en
tirely upon the support and cooperation it receives from
all students, but no satisfactory success can be achieved
as long as some remain unintelligent individualists.
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Every time the “Belles” is published some member
of the student body writes a “chip,” but so far nothing
has been done about them. What are they for—to fill
up space?
One dealt with the “punk” telephone service Saint
Mary’s has, and nothing has been done so far to im
prove that service. Eight now I wish to condemn the
reception of everyday visitors. People do not like to
sit in the parlor for 30 minutes and then leave because
no one would find the person asked for.
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“Chips” will continue to be printed until that pro
posed legislative body is formed. I am sure the student
body would appreciate the immediate formation of some
such body.
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Dedicated to Saturday morning English N.:
Silence is learned by the many misfortunes of life.-
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