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QUEENS BLUES
December 18, 1944
Queens Blues
Published Semi-M.onthly by the Students
of Queens Ccliege
STAFF
Billie Luck
Beth Deaton Business Manager
Martha Scarborough Managing Ed or
Miss Betty Huckle Faculty Adviser
EDITORIAL
Nancy Lea Brown, Sara Virginia Neill, Grace
Pendleton, Lyn Currie, Suzanne Blackmon, Flora
Ann Newell, Rebecca Pressley, Agnes Mason. Mary
McGill. Lib Davis, Libby Andrews, Betty Carico,
Sarah Jo Crawfard, Mary Lee Flowers, Betty Mor
row, Jane Cantrell, Claudia Paschal, Grace Lyons.
business department
Pat Patterson Advertising Manager
Nancy Lea Brown Ast. Advertising Manager
ASSISTANTS—Wilma Head, Lib Davis, Melba
Bailey Mary Brown Craig, Martha Venning, Wilma
Dean^attaf Nell Poe, Terry Gooding, Eva Mider,
Bonnie Camp.
You Will Have Christmas;
How About Our Soldiers?
Soon it will be Christmas and American
boys all over the world will want to come
home. Meanwhile ...
An American boy is slowly cutting his
way through a tangled jungle. Each step
forward is three feet downthe mud sucks
and pulls at his boots as he advances, tor
tured step after step. He brushes insects
from his eyes to peer into the dense jungle
masses ahead and at either side, alert for
Japanese snipers. He reaches a fallen tree,
stops to rest, closes his eyes a few seconds.
Into his mind comes a picture of crowded
sidewalks. It’s five o’clock; Christmas shop
pers and workers hurry through the streets;
he hears the tinkling bell of a Salvation
Army Santa Claus; for a moment he smells
the crisp, cold air and feel the glow from
the bright store windows ... A bullet
whines past him.
Somewhere in Germanv, a boy from Ver
mont is fighting from house to house in
the rubble-strewn streets. As he advances
cautiously, waiting for the next shot from
ahead or‘behind, he ducks into a doorway.
For a second, he relaxes. The snow on the
rubble suddenly becomes a picture of snow-
covered Vermont hills, quiet, peaceful,
serene. He sees his town, snow feathering
the elms, candles shining in windows, await,
ing the Christmas carolers who are singing
at the far end of the street.
On a hillside in northern Italy, a kid from
Chicago considers himself lucky. He won’t
have to dig a foxhole tonight. He crawls into
a small cave, out of the bitter wind. As he
falls asleep exhausted, he hears the wind
howling around the rocks. It sounds like the
wind roaring off Lake Michigan and he
dreams he’s back home. The Christmas tree
lights are on and Mom and Pop are sitting
around listening to Sis play “Silent Night.”
In the Pacific, hundreds of miles from
anywhere, a toy from Kansas peers into
the night. Since the Jap attack that moni-
ing, his sub is disabled, it barely moves in
the water, no one dares think how long it
can keep afloat. No one knows whether the
next planes will be rescue planes—or Jap
planes returning. The surge of the sea, con
tinuous, incessant, becomes a wheat field,
the waves of ripe grain rising and falling
as the wind ripples over them.
What are we doing at home? What dis
comfort have we? Are we cold? Are we
hungry ? Are we homeless ? Or are we decid
ing to make this a good old-fashioned lux
urious Christmas? Did we buy that $50
handbag for sister? Did we buy the fur
coat for mother? Did we buy that new
china to dress up the Christmas table? Did
we decide not to go to work today?
If the Japs return to the kill, will the
Kansas kid have the ammunition to stave
them off again? Will the rescue planes not
come because they’re still in the factories?
Will the barrage preceding the boy in
Cologne fall silent, because the batteries
are out of shells? Will the kid on the hills
of Italy freeze to death in his cave because
he has no blanket to wrap around him?
Will the boy in Burma die because we didn’t
buy enough War Bonds at home?
All of us in our hearts know whether
we are doing our share; whether we are
fulfilling our moral obligations to the mil
lions of Americans scattered around the
world in a struggle for survival—theirs
and ours.
Queens Fashions Make Parade
Of Picturesque Varieties
As one passes Queens College,
Charlotte, North Carolina, he sees
a picturesque parade of the latest
in cam’^us clothes.
A college campus is not the
nlace for a display of an elaborate
wardrobe, but instead, one of sim
plicity. One’s clothes simply have
‘■.o be right for the occasion, work
able, good-looking of course, and
easv to care for. A selection of
quality fashins, designed for long-
Tme service, to give one a maxi
mum of smartness with a mini
mum of effort is plainly display
ed at Queens.
Queens girls wear their brightlv
colored plaid shirts with much
pride, along with sweaters of every
color and hue that an artist could
get from all his paints. The
"sweaters are adorned with pins of
every shape and kind, pearls, or
an attractive necklace from their
best beau. On warm days one
can see the girls dressed in their
washable cottons strolling along
the walks of the campus.
For footwear on campus and
classes the girls have oxfords, sad
dle shoes ,and loafers which are
opned with Argyle knitted socks
and ankle chains.
The girls for church, dates, spe
cial informal occasions, and Fri
day nights wear their dark prints,
crepes well-tailored woolens, or a
frilly blouse with a dressy suit
and their pumps with hose.
Queens girls follow the rule of
Emily Post by wearing a hat to
town. The shapes and sizes of the
hats of various colors and kinds
are noticeable as the girls sign in
and out.
For gym classes the girls wear
their blue play suits on warm
days. On cold days they are seen
with their gray warm-up suits.
Whatever the sport may be, you
can rest assured the girls are
dressed to the Queen’s taste.
On formal occasions the girls
take much pride in looking and
acting their very best. The parlors
of Burwell, filled with girls wear
ing multicolored dresses with low-
cut necklines, make a pretty pic
ture. The evening clothes at
Queens vary as the personalities
of the girls vary. The ultra-so
phisticated girl will be attired in
a revealing dress to match her
personality. The demure, quiet
girl will be dressed in the simple
taste that her personality requires.
Among these extreme types will be
foimd the average school girl. Her
clothes will contain no frills, nor
do they stand out in the crowd
as extreme.
Another very noticeable attrac
tion of Queens girls is their long
hair decorated with flowers the
colors of the rainbow, and large
and small combs, but to top all
these there are the silver berets,
engraved with the girl’s names,
that flash in the sunlight. This
is the latest and most attrac
tive ornament. Then there are
the girls wear while on class and
so as to wear their hair up on rats
which makes a very flawless coif
fure.
Another fad that catches one’s
eye are those horn-rimmed glasses
the girls wear whil eon class and
as they do their studying.
It is also the style for girls
to wear the identification brace
lets of their beaus. And too, if
you hear a jingling sound be
hind you, it is probably an armful
of those sterling silver bracelets
which became so popular about a
year ago.
No one knows what the next
fashions and fads will be, but
Queens girls will be one step ahead
of the time .
Pictures In
Burwell Hall
Are Historical
Someone mentioned just the
other dav how little is generally
known about the beaut'ful por
trait's hanging in the parlors of
■^urweB Hall. So, aiming to please.
The Blues sent a reporter cu*:
scouting for information about the
notraits, their history, and their
subjects. ^
Have you noticed as you enter
the loft parlor in Bu'w:!!, the
nlump gentleman with the inquir-
mg expression whose portrait hangs
on the right-hand wall inside the
door? He is the form'^r president
of Queens College, Dr. W. H. Fra
ser, who for seventeen years effi
ciently and in a memorable fash
ion guided and improved the
"chocl. Dr. Fraser, who is s*^ill liv-
'ng. was nresident of Queens from
1921 to 1919. and recently Fraser
Hall was dedicated in his honor.
During the time President Fraser
was at Queens he accomolished
many thmgs which greatly im
proved the college in its appear
ance and service to the student
body. Our gratitude goes to Dr.
Fraser for erecting the present
dining hall; paying off the indebt
edness of the college; building the
Practice House; and backing the
nroject which resulted in Blair Un
ion for day students.
The portrait of Dr. Fraser was
done by Mrs. Huffman, formerly
art instructor at Queens.
Opposite the portrait of W. H.
Fraser, to the left as one enters
the parlor, is a lovely painting of
Mary Owen Graham, class of 1903,
who is another famous figure in
the history of Queens College. Dr.
Graham for many years was presi
dent of Peace Institute and comes
from a distinguished family of
educa*^ors. She is a cousin of Dr.
Frank Graham of the University of
iNorth Carolina.
The portrait of Mary Owen Gra
ham was done by Dayrell F. Kort-
rever of Charlotte, who is well
known locally for his fine por
traits. He is one cf those who
has contributed so generously to
ward making the Mint Museum
project for servicemen successful,
offering his time every Sunday
afternoon to painting water-color
portraits of the boys who visit
the museum.
Certainly among the never-to-
be-forgotten women in the back
ground of Queens, Miss El zabeth
Blair stands high. Her portrait
which was painted by Mrs. Hun
ter Blakely, wife of the president,
hangs toward the front of the left
wall in the same parlor with
those portraits mentioned before.
Miss Elizabeth Blair was Dean of
Instruction while she was at
Queens and it is for her that
Blair Union is named. She was
Review Of
^^Dragon Seed”
From Movie
By TERRY GOODING
The motion picture. Dragon
Seed, which was directed by Jack
Conway and Harold S. Bucquet,
had a cast of individual import
ance which gave a splendid per
formance as a group. The most
Important characters were: Kath
arine Hepburn as “Jade,” Turhan
Bey as her husband, Thalter Hous-
':on as the father. Aline MacMahon
as the mother and Akine Tamiroff
as the uncle. The fimdamental
motives of the Chinese people in
their fight against Japanese dom
ination are shown by the use of
this one family.
The movie was a good rendition
of the book. Dragon Seed, by Pearl
S. Buck. Every moment of the
movie was poignant and well ex
pressed by the actors in it. There
was a strong appeal to the sym
pathy of the audience in the use
of children as the one hope of the
whole family. There was also a
point of interest in the movement
of whole Chinese factories to the
west for rebuilding and continua
tion of production.
The two faults which the pic
ture had were that the ending
was too much like those of other
war pictures and that Katherine
Hepburn’s performance was too
much like all her others. With
only two faults, however, and so
many good points, Dagon Seed
is really a good movie.
WAR BOND BANNER
In chapel, Wednesday morning,
December 6, the sophomore class
was presented the War Service
banner for having sold and bought
the most stamps and bonds dur
ing the previous month. The
juniors held the flag the preced
ing month.
a sister of Dr. Andrew Blair, prom
inent Charlotte physician, who oft
en serves the college.
The remaining portraits have
been loaned to Queens by a Mr.
Latta of South Carolina. One of
these, the large portrait of the lit
tle boy, which hangs in the main
parlor of Burwell Hall, has been
much admired. It was dons by an
English portrait painter. Brown,
and loaned to the college by Mr.
Latta. The boy, Latta Johnston,
was related to the Latta famBy.
The other portrait on the Isft back
wall in the left parlor is of Mr.
Latta himself.
All of which goes to show that
a few inquiries about the portraits
of which W3 ask “Who is that?”
result in unearthed facts in his
tory, ancestry, and education.
SLINGING THE DUST
Well hey, everybody. We’re at it again,
but any resemblance to any persons, living
or dead, is purely incoincidental.
I guess the biggest and best news is all
these new additions to the third finger,
left band. Congratulations to Betty Lou
Spears, Melba Bailey, and Isabelle Mc
Donald !
Throck really was happy about Cootie’s
visit. And weren’t we all!
We wonder how Christine Carr rates 26
letters in one day—must be wonderful.
Wasn’t Thanksgiving just luv? Never
saw so many visitors.
Congratulations to May Court. It looks
wonderful.
Frances Wright bad an unexpected visi
tor the other week. And she looked mighty
happy.
Becky Lyerly vows she’s had some phone
calls from V. M. I.! That deal seems to
be going strong now.
Mary Libba Tucker and Jane Williams
just received their Social Security cards—
and what So&ial Security!
Agnes Mason’s been seen a lot lately with
a captain. Wonder could it be getting
serious ?
“Shif” is beaming these days. Ever since
“the one” came home.
Shirley Warner had a very unusual ex
perience the other day at Memorial Hos
pital. Now don’t tell us it wasn’t all plan
ned, Shirley! For details, see Dr. Robertson.
Where does Joyce Carpenter keep herself
every week-end? Couldn’t be at home, could
it? How long did he stay, for goodness’
sake?
Laura Martin, it’s rumored you had huge
'difficulties the other week-end when you
went home.
Sarah Jo declares she’s gon’ have a big
Christmas—or is it New Year?
Why was Betty McGill so excited Satur
day about the football game?
Jans Carter’s been seen a lot with “Mar
tin” recently. We thought you were a man-
hater, Jane!
Queens-Davidson day turned out to be a
real success, from all reports.
Speaking of receiving mail, Josephine
Ausley didn’t do so bad herself—at least
I wouldn’t call ten at once from the same
source bad!
What Sophomore got hold of what annual
that had some solid writing in it?
Orchids to the cast of “Nine Girls.” And
these are complimentary, not the kind
Florence Robinson got at the curtain calls!
Heap Big Chief Annelle certainly was
tickled over something at the Athletic
Association “tapping.”
Did you see the cute man Joy Beam was
with Sunday? We’d like to see more of him!
Jean Galt, say you were surprised? Well,
naturally. Anybody would be under the
circumstances.
Pud has introduced a new jitterbug step
—amusin’ but confusin’.
Jo Ann Snyder’s sailor has everybody
starry-eyed. Why don’t you bring him out
of hibernation, Jo Ann?
We hear Bonnie Caldwell was very much
chagrined in Zo lab the other day. Wonder
why—?
Who is the mystery man who sends
Miss Julia Miller flowers every day or so?
We hear Ruth Turner is trying to find
out her ring size for the third finger, left
hand. Sounds interesting, if not promising.
Elizabeth Fraser seems to be having num
erous difficulties. Couldn’t concern Johnny,
could it?
We hear a junior is making definite plans
which are to formulate in the very near
future.
Laura Sanford, say you kinda got tired
on your cross-country jaunt?
Who is it that Margaret Ezell hears from
every day? Uh-uh, it’s not Harry!
Lucy Bull certainly was excited when
her sailor came. And was he cute!
Jessie Carter says she sure is gon’ miss
the lights going off in North—they’ve been
fixed, worse luck!
Samh Matheson, we hear you underwent
a crisis in the Tavern Sunday morning.
Well, that’s all. Merry Christmas to all
you gals, and Happy New Year too. See
you in ’45.