'by .- Horry Snook
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Glenn Harden Editor-in-chief
O. T. ; Watkins ..... Business Manager
Bruce Melton . 1 Managing Editor
David -Buckner ; News Editor
Bill .Peacock ,.........." Sports Editor
Jim Schenk .. Business Office Manager
Marie Costello : Advertising Manager
Mary Nell Boddie .. Society Editor
Beverly Baylor Associate Editor
Sue "Bun-ess -l . . Associate Editor
Al Perry , Feature Editor
"The official newspaper of the Publi
cations Board of the University of
North Carolina at Chapel Hill where
it is .published dailyat the- Colonial
Press, Inc., except Monday's, examina
tion and vacation periods and during
the official summer terms. Entered as
second class matter at the Post Office
of Chapel Hill, N. C. under the act of
March 3, 1879. Subscription rates:
mailed $4.00 per year, -$1.50 per quarter;
delivered $6.00 per year and $2.25 per
quarter. -. .
bnplus
Probably the major and most valid. criticism of Mr, Gordon
Gray s predecessor as President of the University was that he
spent too much time away from his' duties here looking after
Other jobs.1 ; ; : . : ? ,
Mr. Gray, who showed alarming symptoms of the same
Rouble when he accepted Mr. Truman's appointment to the
Psychological Warfare Board, has ykept his promise to the
University to return to . his duties here.
- It seems awkward tto extend greetings to Mr. Gray in
what is-so particularly his baiHwick, but that is just what
we are doing, because his presence has been missed.
Welcome home, Sir.
Ibid
OYCI
There are still some OYGIs prowling around the campus.
Their dammage is worse than ever before. Today, en masse,
they attacked the Y Court steps in the greatest campaign ever
staged in Carolina history.
Every effort possible is being put forth to rout the trash
demons who, in a wild fury, hurl every piece of debris in sigt.
They not only hurl weightweapons, such as paper cups
and the like, but also liquid bombs filled with slimy, sitcky
mixtures resembling coffee and cokes.
The results of the grubby war are phenomenal.
Elderly gentlemen in their, distinguished sixties have been
known to slip on bananna peels, en rote to eight o'clock
classes. Men, women, children, thieves and garbage collectors
are appalled at the tremendous amount of debris on campus.
Word has spread all over the globe that The University of
North Carolina in the quaint town of Chapel Hill, is requesting
government aid in the extreme crisis. No school, college,
university or prison has ever deemed to stoop so low.
These horrid monsters who hurl trash in every direction,
are-suspected to be of an atomic nature and originating in
another planet. For these reasons, their capture maq take
years ol reaserch and possibly FBI aid. SB
A note on Christmas,. 1952:
Highways and streets .were
icily impassable on the Tuesday
morning before Christmas. Early .
commuters at the Chapel Hill
bus station were coldly gloomy
as the weather. The first bus
to Durham was three hours late
in beginning the trip.
Mouth corners were down as
the passengers stomped aboard.
The driver's warning that no bus '
might be . able to make the re
j turn trip stripped the last shred
of pleasure from the air.
A hulking, ugly man grumbled
his dissatisfaction for all to share.
An elderly, lady informed the
driver that a little ice wouldn't
halt transportation "up north."
Two girls complained that they
would lose their jobs.
It was a civilized monster, that
bus, as eight tons of hard steel
slithered down the highway,
cringing before nature's mild
ire. Rain splattered the wind
shield and tapped on the metal
roof.
. Halfway down Strowd Hill
stood a very small figure wait
ing for the bus. The boy was
nearly shoe deep in the thick
red mud of new road construc
tion. Under one arm he carried
a brightly wrapped and some
' what wet package.
"Hello, Harold," said the driver
as the boy struggled up the two
big steps.
"Hi!" said the boy, looking
around and laughing, unbutton-,
ing his coat. "I fell down v I
slipped and fell down, in "the
mud!"
"You must be going to a
party," said the driver with a
nod toward the Christmassy
package in Harold's hand. .
fl am!" the boy shouted tri
umphantly and the ' bus rang
with his young voice. "I'm going
to a party and this is the present
I'm taking!"
" The bus began rolling forward,
slowly. -The boy, flushed and
laughing, chanted, "I'm going to
a party, I'm goings to a party!"
as he looked for a seat.
Every seat was occupied, but
a grey-haired, bespectacled gent
leman called to the boy.
"Here, . sit here, Harold," he
said, making room. There wasn't
enough room for the boy, the
coat and the package, so he put
the boy on his lap.
"He's awfully young to be rid
ing a bus by -himself," comment
ed a woman from the rear. The
' boy heard.
I'm five years old!" he an
nounced loudly. "And I'm going
to a party!" -
The -windshield wipers sang
and-the rain was rhythmic as
faces relaxed and smiles trans
formed them. Only the big,
ugly man resisted.
"What are you going to do at
the party?" asked the man hold
ing the boy.
"Sing!"
And the boy sang then, with-
out prompting. h Warmth sighed
through the steel bus as it slid
gently along the crusted high
way. "We three kings of Orient are,
bearing gifts we traversed afar."
Though the words were clear
and loud Harold rushed the tune
here and stumbled slightly there.
Once he repeated a whole line
to the melody of the next one.
But no one seemed aware that
technical perfection was lacking.
Even the ugly man turned to
look at the boy. And he re
turned the boy's smile.
El
Once in a while an editorial writer observes the passing
scene through the small scope of personal troubles or happi
nesses. And occasionally, the effort to be objective lapses
for. a while when, out of such experiences come certain '
thoughts which may be of some value to the reading public.
Take this business of death.
The family doctor tells us that you're born, then you
immediately start dying, and finally you're so dead they
take you out and bury you. But this life of dying is the
purely biological process.
There is also a life of living to-be seen in the mind, the
soul, the what-have-you, the original unity that makes an
individual a person. ; r
Someone dies. Someone says, "her mind was like a ballet
dancer," and you think, how uniquely true of just this person.
And a small boy knocks at the back door and asks "Where?"
And you wonder. -' ? -.-.'
Where has it gonethe singing mind, all the books and
ideas absorbed, all the knowledge of all the people that no
one else will ever have? What has become of the constructed
life, of the particular wisdom, the human errors, the love
expended, and the endurance of pain?
And then, of course, the terrible answer that it is simply
gone. Out of this world, this time, at any rate.
And so you send a telegram or write a letter or bake a
cake. Or you give a donation to a library, or to a cancer re
search organization, or to an orphanage. Or you institute a
living memorial of some sort. 'v
Or you take your children on a trip, because Christmas
suddenly seems a hateful thing to have in your house. Or
you give just the perfect Christmas gift of garden material,
because Christmas is such a perfect time to show love, and
gardens come out of the winter into the spring. Or you make
a stew for your family, and worry that it will be too salty
with tears. Or you build a log fire, and sit in front of it with i
your girl. ' ; '
Because there isn't anything else to do, and even the best
thing seems to make little sense.
And then somehow, all the words, and the little acts
begin to take their proper nlace in thp li
, . . - fc ir vV'X Ai. a. lit. y
resume direction Christmas . is just an institution, gardens
and stews are made in just such ways, open fires are habitual,
libraries and orphanages instead of withering flowers and
loye strong and. apparent-becaiise the generous joy, the
iateUigence, and the guts of that unique ballet-dancer mind
exist,; trough the .people whom jitfouhed.
Riff . .... by Joe Raff
There is quite a difference be
tween schooling and getting an
education. This oft too-neglected
variation often presents itself -in
areas of higher learning such
as the University. Many stu
dents are under the impression
that receiving a liberal educa
tion extends only to the point
of meeting an eight o'clock class
and reading over the assignment
which the professor has written
on the blackboard at the end of
the class period. Anything be- ,
yond this has gained the reputa
tion of being bookish, boring and
totally without the realm of the
"average" college student. If
there can be an "average" col
lege "student I should like to
think of him as a well rounded
individual accepting responsibil
ities and taking it (upon himself
,to seek learning rather than shy .
away from it.
Specialization is the hall-mark
of -this day and age and we owe
much of our progress to those
i who have set themselves on one
path and remained with their
chosen fields. The philosopher
has all but disappeared and few
pursue the so-called higher:
mgnts. The culture of the Unit
ed States is largely built around
its economy leaving little room
for the American business man
to invest in financially non-profitable
fields.
This main current has vi
dentally fallen from the adult
groups to their off -spring. It
is illustrated by the tremendous
enrollment of students in com
merce school and - business ad
ministration courses. This is
economically, good for the nation
and will maintain stability in
our country, but it will not heal
the wounds of our suffering cul
ture. The decadence of our cul
ture is nothing to become
alarmed about, because we are
substituting a new one in the
: old one's place; however there
is cause for alarm when school
ing becomes more and more re
mote from receiving an educa
tion and learning becomes oblig
atory rather than pleasurable.
There are all sorts of oppor
tunities for students who desire
an education, but relatively few
take advantage of. them. Here
on! the campus we have a well
equipped library, reading rooms,
; available music and paintings as
; well as the chance to audit other
classes. We have a language
laboratory, 'a planetarium and
numerous exhibits. Off campus
in neighboring cities there are
concerts, operas, ballets, and
drama productions almost every.
" week and frequently we . have
them here ,
The willful attraction to these '
offerings is the origin of on edu-
cation and schooling J3 only
-past of the 'great 'whole bSeM .
exists. t , . . jf
A student ring at Washing
University, St. Louis, has be'
breaking into campus buildiii
and offices with a master key to
get examination data. . All locks
have now been changed.
Five students have been dis
missed and the University- is
"guarding its papers with re
newed vigor. A. student survey
indicates that cheating is fairly
"widespread" in all classes.
Declared Chancellor Arthur II.
Compton: "Discussion in unfver
sity circles throughout the coun
try indicates that student inse
curity over the draft and world
conditions has led to a decline
and - breakdown in student be
havior and has increased cheat
ing." Washington University was
spotlighted a few weeks ago
when it refused admission to a
Negro girl. The University, said
authorities, did not want to risk
placing itself "outside the -community."
But WU's Student Life
pointed out that St. Louis Uni
versity has removed racial bar
riers without losing community
prestige.
In an editorial on Washington
University, The Nation com
mented, "A University that will
not admit qualified students to
all departments ... is hardly in
a position to lecture students on
a 'breakdown' in moral values.
As long as the university locks
out Negroes, it has little reason
to complain if a ew students
appropriate the master key
which unlocks the answers to
examination questions."
The dismissal of the five stu
dents has not brought tc any
end discussion of the problem.
On the contrary, Student Life,
the campus newspaper, is still
filled with news, editorials and
letters concerned ; with cheating,
"While cheating has been on
the increase here and in other
universities," said . a surprising
editorial, ". . . by the looks of
things it will no doubt remain
with us for some time longer."
"In dismissing these men, the
University was, in part, attempt
ing to set an example. It felt
justified in perhaps disrupting
five lives if such action would
deter others from cheating.
"Legally, the expulsion was
justified . . . Morally, we are not
wicic jus jusuiicctiiun . ,
The administration must ask it
self two questions: '
"Had it created an atmosphere
that would cause students not
to cheat? . . . Did a situation
exist on this campus so that stu
dents would not want or need to
cheat?"
Students writing letters to the
paper had somehwat different
views of the problem. Said one
student: "As long as competition
is said to remain the essence of
a student's existence, as long as
a student's worth must find its.
expression in quizzes, monthly
tests, quarterly exams, semi-finals
and what-have-you so long
will cheating be a temptation on
this campus.
Faculty members interviewed
seemed to feel that the blame
for cheating should be placed on
students who desired good
grades rather than a good educa
tion, An assistant dean, accords .
ing to Student Life, blamed the)
"student desire to get away with i
as much as possible."
m But a professor of botany be
lieved dishonesty could be traced
in part to the commercial attl 1
tude of universities "the selling ,
of .grades points .for: dollars .
much as a marketable - cemmod-.
ity Is sold. . -1