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fire alarms, the peace of the country
side takes hold of you. Breath comes
more easily and more leisurely. A
quick sloughing off of the petty . de
tails and disappointments of the day
ensues. Enthusiasms respond to the
simplest sight. V. A sudden twist in
the path and there before you is an
old log cabin, with a bit- of smoke
wreathing above its chimney and an
idle cat purring upon its doorstep. Or
else a green meadow lies in store for
you as the road winds around a curve.
A small stream in the background,
flanked with autumn colors of purple
asters and eoldenrod. comes as a
complete surprise. -
Let's try out the old paths again.
They're worth it.
WISE FILM MONOPOLY
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Tuesday, October 9, 1928
PARAGRAPHICS
With the manly art of fencing to
be resurrected again on the campus,
the next thing should be the revival
of such romantic apparel-as masculine
tights and plumed hats. - -
Among the modern advocates of
fencing prevalent in -North Carolina
are those , who hesitate so painfully
between Smith and Hoover!
Each fall the discovery is made a-
new of the cosmopolitanism of this
campus. Lebanese, Indian, Syrian;
Greek, Russian, and Cuban all. unite
in giving us a touch of the foreign.
And so, we suppose, do the Sheiks in
all the glory of their flapping head
. gear. ' -.V -.- ' .
Tag football start again. Alas, Dr
Coker, what of your so . carefully
planted grass? ' : .
After imbibing the atmosphere of
collegiate unapei mil lor lour or
more years, we ; wonder how many
graduate ambitions are limited to the
desire to be "nationally known and
justly famous?" , ;
RETREAD THE OLD PATHS
Within the era of the present stu
dent Generation is 'the memory of
Chapel Hill as a one-theatre town.
That one theatre may indeed have
been considered as a Carolina institu
tionto be attended regularly and de
fended strongly. However, it must
be admitted that when it came to
booking good pictures the virtues of
the old Pick were sadly limited. The
best-that could be had were obviously
second-rate, with cheap Westerns and
over-emphasized sex plays predomina
ting. Without any competition to act
as- a spur, nothing was -done to im
prove the situation.
Again Chapel Hill is in the hands
of a theatre monoply, but this time
the situation is vastly different. In
stead of a run of consistently low-
grade, pictures, : such films as "Four
Walls", "Wings", "Sunrise", "The
King of Kings", and . "Lilac Time",
are booked for future, presentation,
The management of the Carolina thea
tre is intelligently using its monopoly
to give, the students the best pictures
now being .offered in cinema realm
and in doing.so it will unquestionably
hold the patronage and confidence of
its audience. A. management which
gives the best when it could get by
with less" is laying a. strong founda
tion for the future of its theatre.
SIGN YOUR NAMES, PLEASE
" by.
john mebane
Wlint's. Happening
TODAY
9:00 p. m. Basement of Alumni.
Meeting of Tar Heel Staff.
... WEDNESDAY, OCT. 10
l axa teeimg bad today. And, 4:00 p. m. Person Hall. Lecture
hough the children cry for it, there on Music Appreciation by Mr. Weaver.
is no Castoria. in town. Besides, the 7:00 v. m. Phillios Hall. Moving
aundry ripped a hole in the back of pictures: "Sulphur," "From Coal to
my pyjama coat. So, for revenge, i Electricity," "Crossing the Great Salt
am going to change my columnistic Desert."
attitude and offer you, fare (please) - FRIDAY, OCT. 12
reader, a bit of trivial hypochondria. 10:30 a. m. Memorial Hall. Uni
versity Day , Exercises. ! Mr. Robert
Lathan, Editor of the Asheville Citi
zen, will speak.
8 :00 p. m. Memorial Hall. Con
cert - by Paul Whiteman's Orchestra.
Our personal taste in the matter of
prosperity runs to the kind that -we
notice ourself without having to ba
told about it. -Ohio State Journal.
Or what you will.
i sit all day in a garret buck-a-week
room. My desk is littered with strips
of yellow copy paper. Through the
small window faint beams of light
seep in on clear days. - My pen leaks,
and the yellow paper often blurs.
Someday- i shall write a poem.
i lie awake at night and dream, i
sleep in classrooms when my eyelids
are heavier than droning voices. ...i
ramble over the campus with brain
and body severed. Were my air
castles saleable, i would be fabueously
rich beyond the dreams of Croesus.
These things I hate: Roosters at
early morning; an alarm clock; sar
dine sandwiches.
Last-night a beautiful girl entered i
the room where i slept. She was
dressed in white. Her hair was long
and golden. She leaned to me silent
ly and kissed me.
' i ran to the bathroom and drank
rapidly a glass of bromidia.
i want to be a poet and live in the
back room on the third floor of an
apartment house, i want to let my
hair grow long and part it in the
middle and never wear a hat. i want I
to stay up every night until twelve j
o'clock and write verses' about the
sky and bugles going by. i want
to be a poet and save money on press
ing bills.
You laugh,
Though your heart is breaking.
Is it pride
That keeps your tortured lips apart?
Two Open Forum letters came into
the office of the Tar Heel this week
without" any : signature attached to
them. They dealt with matters of
campus interest and would have found
places on the editorial page had they
been signed. One of the strictest poll
cies of this paper, however, is tha
no anonymous articles are accepted for
publication.
If the writer does not wish his name
to appear in the Tar Heel as 'author
of the letter, he may use a pseudonym ;
but his own name must accompany
his article and be known to the edi
tors. So in the future, please see to
it that": all contribution are signed
on the dotted line or elsewhere.
REVIEWER LAUDS
SUNDAY CONCERT
You went away. You said you i
would be gone forever. My heart
was breaking, i promised that if i
ever saw you again i would never let
you go. But time -soothes aching
hearts, and there were others as fair
as you. In the course of the years ii
met you again.
But i had forgotten my promise.
Before the days of automobile su
premacy and the . pre valency . of the
week-end habit, paths through the
woods about the campus were daily
worn by the pressure of passing feet.
In those times the Meeting of the
Waters, Battle Park, Piney Prospect,
Dromghool's Tomb, and Morgan's
Creek were not merely vague names
to be read in Battle's History of the
University but actual spots to be
visited oni sunny afternoons and treas
ured as peculiar to Carolina. -
But today how many students think
of spending their leisure moments in
strolls through the woods ? How
many even know of the existence of
theseformer favorite destinations for
afternoon walks? The paths . that
once so plainly marked the way are
now overgrown with weeds and un
derbrush. So many blankets of
autumn leaves have fallen since their
popularity has - waned that now the
trail can scarcely be discerned. And
while these paths return to the trail
lessness of the forest, students utilize
the famous "good roads of North
Carolina" and speed away to week
end house parties and highway acci
dents. ' i; .
It is seldom a student policy to ad
vocate a return to the customs of
other times; but. when we of the Tar
Heel go rambling along through the
woods and witness the closing up of
old paths, we are prone to make a
plea for the revival of at least one
good old habit that of trying an af
ternoon walk. Once is enough. If
you strike out this very afternoon and
wander along some narrow country
road, some dim trail.among the trees,
or just aimlessly through the. woods,
you will sense the habit seizing upon
you. Try it once and you will inevi
tably return again and again.
Once out of sight - of the campus
buildings, out of sound of orchestras
land typewriters, automobiles : and
By Donald Wood
On last Sunday afternoon at" 4
o'clock in Memorial Hall, Mr. and Mrs,
T. Smith McCorkle of the University
Music department faculty appeared
in a violin and piano concert, the first
of a series to be given throughout the
year. Mr. and Mrs. McCorkle have
just recently returned from Chicago
and Kansas City respectively where
they furthered their work in music
during the summer.
The first numbers on the program
was Sonata in A Major by Handel.
This number, going through the an
dante, allegro, and adagio" movements
was well rendered. .
Mrs. McCorkle then played Three
Bagatelles by Beethoven a number
which was also very satisfying. The
interpretation was perfect as the tonal
quality of the piano on which the num
ber was rendered would permit.
Mr. McCorkle again joined in with
Capriccio-Vdlse by Wieniawski. This
was his best number, for he was given
ehance to display the excellent tech
nique which he possesses in the ren
dering of 'classical masterpieces.
The next three numbers were Pre
hide and JZarabande by Debussy and
Clog Dance by Howard Hansen. Mrs
McCorkle skillfully played these on
the piano. The former two were fu
turistic in sound and approaching
nearer the modern style of concert
popular music than any others on the
program. The Prelude in parts was
the same as Gershwin's Rhapsody in
Blue and received much appaluse.
The latter number was a typical Han.
sen selection and it reflected the
clever humor that is characteristic of
all Hansen's compositions.
The last number on the program
was Hejrc Kati by Hubay and it was
during this last number that both
Mr. and Mrs. McCorkle were at their
best. .The plaintive love strains were
effectively played on the violin, and
the grand climax left the audience
with a very satisfied feeling in re
gards to the afternoon's entertain
ment. ..
It was so easy to wound her heart.
i knew others far prettier than she.
Todav there are planting a white
stone over a mound of soft earth.
It was so easy to wound her heart.
i am tired of living., i want to die.
wan to suspend my body from the i
rafters of my roOm. i want to let it i
hang there that you may see it, and
so that you may see, too, the tiny I
drops of blood from the heart that
you so cruelly wounded.
But my mother would miss me.
Yes, she is ugly. And she is old,
too. You can see the wrinkles on her i
forehead cleverly hidden by thick ap
plications of cosmetics. No, i do not
love her. You ask why i shall marry
her? ' . " .
Her father is a banker.
You ripped my heart to shreds, i
am alone in the world, i have stared
at the river alL day.
But the water is cold. '
l shall not go to see her tonight, i
am tired. - The air is chilly, and it
might rain.
Besides, she already has a date.
i did not kiss her yesterday though i
she sat close to me on the sofa, i
did not even put my arms about her. i
i was genteel in my conversation and
told no dirty jokes. When i told her I
goodnight, i merely shook hands.
Her mother was sitting beside us.
Today i insulted a man larger than
i. He became angry and hurled him
self at me. He tore my coat from my
back and ripped it into small strips.
But i merely laughed.
It was my brother's coat.
i had forgotten you. Forgotten
that l ever loved you, that l ever
knew you. i had forgotten the color
of your eyes and the hue of your
hair.
But i saw you last night m my
dreams.
They say that if one counts seven
stars for nine successive nights that
on the ninth night he will dream of
the erirl he is to marry. But it is not
true, i counted the stars and on the
ninth night i did not dream of you. i
i loved her. She had titian hair and
beautiful eyes. On her sixteenth
birthday, i wrote a poem to her.
Now she does not speak to me.
What Mexico need3 for president is
an iron man with a bullet-proof
vest. Norfolk Virginian-Pilot.
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cousin
to a fish
Thursday Issue Column
Open To All Students
The Thursday Issue column is
reserved - for any writers who
wish to try their hands at it.
The columns are to be turned
in to the Assistant Editor at
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ment of Alumni, not later than
Wednesday morning of each
week. Students and faculty are
invited to express themselves
through this medium.
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