BELLES OP ST. MARY’S
March 22, 1957
Dr. PremiDger Talks
On Dr. Schweitzer
Dr. Marion Preminger spoke
in the St. Mary’s auditorium on
Tuesday night, March 12. Dr.
Preminger was introduced by Miss
Morrison. Her topic was the world-
famous Dr. Albert Schweitzer.
Dr. Schweitzer has spent the last
43 years in Africa. He acts as mis
sionary, doctor, and friend to the
natives. No person can adequately
describe the widely varying ac
complishments of this versatile and
truly Christian man. Many books,
including several by Mrs. Prem
inger, have been written about his
life.
Once a movie actress and wife
of a famous director. Dr. Preminger
has worked in many different
fields. She became dedicated to
Schweitzer early in her life and
later gave up the social world
to work with him.
Her adventures in Africa, her
decision to make a lecture tour, and
Schweitzer’s work were topics in
cluded in Dr. Preminger’s talk. She
also described the African hospital
where Dr. Schweitzer works. The
atmosphere at the hosjjital is one
of love. Although the language
barrier is tremendous, the natives
understand Dr. Schweitzer when he
speaks.
Dr. Preminger made the pre
diction that in a hundred years the
life of Albert Schweitzer will seem a
fairy tale. The influence of his life
will represent itself in our lives
more and more. His story is indeed
one of unselfish service to mankind.
Fary Gives True
Sketch Of Tropics
By Millie Fary
Do You Doubt? The Clarks Tell
Ur buropean Tour
Have you ever heard people
speak of the beauty of dawn in the
tropics? I imagine that this
question made you have visions of
glistening dew on banana leaves, the
rustling of palm fonds, the calling
of strange birds, and especially
romance. Now, let me give you my
side of it.
I live in Alanila which is the
capital of the Philippine Islands.
No other place could be a better
example of the tropics. My waking
time, when I am at home, is 6; 30
A.M. because school starts at 7:30.
The first thing that greets me every
morning is the odor of fish which
are spread along the shore of the
bay for drying. Next, due to the
fact that vendors take the jilace of
the usually thought of birds, their
calls enter my window. An example
of this call is “jmto” or rice cakes.
This “puto” call is intoned in a
special way. The first two letters
are soprano and the last two end in
a groan. The only palms I can see
from my window are those placed
by the landlady on the terrace.
Since there is no breeze at
this time of morning, I miss hear
ing the rustle of the palm fonds.
If I sound cynical in my description
of a tropical dawn, the only excuse
I can offer is that I’ve had ten years
of them, but you will find that
tropical sunsets live up to all which
has been written about them.
Do You doubt that;
Irby will be a good V. C.?
Lou’s petition was passed?
Overbeck will be wonderful in
May Day?
Bridge in French is fun?
The best team won the basket
ball tournament?
Many points have been given for
being tardy to meals?
Some classes were relieved be
cause the song contest was post
poned?
The juniors have a secret?
The freshmen and sophomores
really had a blast?
Brink and Walkie are wonderful
together?
Joy is a jewel?
I. 0. U’s can’t be exchanged for
Mr. and Mrs. Clark talked in
assembly about their motorcycle
tour of Europe on Tuesday, March
19. Mrs. Clark talked in assembly
before about their trip.
IMr. Clark explained and elabo
rated on the different scenes, towns,
buildings, and countries which they
visited during the past summer.
Slides added to his talk.
The actual tour cost was four
hundred dollars. This didn’t include
the cost of the trip to and from
Europe.
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Counselors Are
St* Class Wins Great Favorites
Song Contest
The Belles sponsored its annual
song contest in Assembly on Thurs
day, Alarch 7. After each class
had sung its song, the judges
chose the song sponsored by the
Junior Class as the winner. The
songs were judged according to
school spirit, musical aspect, and
originality. Judges for the contest
were Miss Cate, the Rev. IMr.
Hughes, and Mr. Moore. The win
ning song follows.
We’re St. Mary’s girls
And we’re here to sing
Of our school.
May our praise to her forever ring
Through the school.
Campus, faculty, chapel, too
Pass through our minds in fond re
view.
All devotion and spirit, too.
Pledged to you.
We’ll remember St. Mary’s
And sing her praise
Always true.
The dear close friends
And happy days
Here’s to you.
St. Mary’s songsters out on a spree
Loyal, faithful, true they’ll be.
Mem’rys cherished of St. Marie
Sung to thee.
Can you imagine M. C. and
Biggers in Europe this summer?
These counselors on 2nd Sraedes
are great favorites. Their hall has
become “Lover’s Lane” under their
supurb guidiance.
Nails and Beauty rule 2nd W. W.
Nails will have her “big day” when
she carries Beauty’s train in the
Alay Court procession.
Frances is known because she’s
always late, but her roomie, Joan,
loves to sing to her friends or date.
IForwi and Tora are two great
girls. Both are from out of state,
but we love them just the same.
Mickie loves to sleep, but her
roomie prefers to put her philoso
phy, “a nose in the brown is worth
two in the book”, to work.
Faculty House has Carolyn and
]Vub. Carolyn plays the piano
extremely well, and Wub burns the
midnight oil doing her reading.
Jones Annoum es
Letter Club Members
HONOR COUNCIL MEMBERS
CHOSEN
JIai.sy: It’s outrageous for that
mail to charge us ten dollars to tow
us three miles.
Daisy: That’s all right. He’s
earning It. I have the brakes on.
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member of the Honor Council,
YWCA, the YRC, and the YDC.
Shirley is also a cigarette repre
sentative for The Belles and a Mu.
Ann, also a junior, hails from
West Virginia. She attended Shipley
jirior to her enrollment in St.
Mary’s. Ann is a member of the
Dramatics Club and was in the
recent play. She is also active on
the Stagecoach staff and a Sigma.
Mary Catherine Jones announced
the new members of the Letter
Club and the Sigma-Mu all-star
basketball team in assembly on
Thursday, February 28.
The members of the all-star team
are Jenny AVhitehurst, Lucy Mil-
ward, Betsy Brinkley, Sadie Carol
Etheridge, Harriet Vann, and IMary
Catherine Jones.
The new members of the Letter
Club are Betsy Brinkley, Jenny
Whitehurst, and Ann Powell. The
Letter Club now has thirteen
members.
Lucy Lovelorn Can
Solve Your Pains
Helpful Hints
For Your D. P.
“Universities are full of know
ledge; the freshmen bring a little in,
the seniors take none away, and
knowledge accumulates.”—A.
Lawrence Lowell, Louisana State’s
Daily Reveille.
Dear Luej’ Lovelorn,
I can’t decide if my boyfriend is
trying to get rid of me or is just
a good Episcopalian. He gave me
up for Lent!
Hopeless
The juniors have been working
on their D.P.s lately. Many help
ful hints ivere given by teachers and
friends as how to best organize and
write a D.P. Here are a few hints
on how not to write a D.P. Have
you used any of them?
1. Go to the library in order to
search for information concerning
the D.P. but end up looking at
spring fashions in the latest
magazines.
2. Begin a bridge game at 7:20
with full intention of stopping at
7:30. Then, at 9:30, you find
you’re still playing.
3. Keep the radio on while copy
ing the final draft and later find
that you have inserted titles of
songs which makes it necessary to
recopy the whole paper.
4. Begin to knit “him” some
socks in your spare time and end
by becoming so absorbed in “knit
one, pearl two” that the D.P. is
quickly forgotten.
5. Take in as many flicks as
possible thinking that some
information which will aid you in
writing your D.P. will be in them.
Be patient. Wait until Lent is
over and see if he comes back.
L. L.
Dear Lucy,
I simply have to lose ten uglv
pounds before tomorrow night. Can
vou help me?
“Chubby”
Cut off your head!
L. L.
You must become a member of
Honor Council and get on good
terms with the nightwatchman-
Then, you won’t be punished for
your act but will have obtained
freedom for the night.
L. L.
A Junior’s Lament
Dear Lucy,
Please help me save a beautiful
romance. ^Iy sweetheart keeps
begging me to sneak out at night
for a moonlight meeting. I don’t
see how I can manage this!
“A Belle”
I have finally finished my D. P.
I’m so horribly happy I can’t see.
Into the grim, grubby library I’d go
Seeking, searching for Edgar Allan
Poe.
On the moldy, musky shelves I
look.
Tap, tap, tapping at each and every
book.
Big, bulky books I’d find
About Poe’s pitiful poetic mind.
Card after card I’d write :
Till I fearfully felt I’d loose my I
sight.
When cautiously I began to write
yir. yioore and I began to fight.
Weird, week passives filled my !
sentences.
And dreary diction was my othci
terrible menance. ^
Then carefully, conscientiously ^
rewrote.
Putting quotation marks by every
quote.
At last! The horrible, hideous thinS
was through. ,
And I was completely done in too-
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