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THE HIGHLANDER, BILTMORE COLLEGE, ASHEVILLE, N. C.
May 21, 1938
THE HIGHLANDER ,
A Literary Newspaper Published By The Students of
Biltmofe College.
THE STAFF
Editor Andrew Sutton
Managing Editor —^Ray Crane
Business Manager Burton Kinney
Contributors Grady Reagan, George Smith,
Clarence McCall, Robert Campbell, Pinkney Groves,
Wilma Dykeman, James Keith, Eileen Smith,
James Lee, Glenn Smith, Joe Duncan,
Lucy Carland and Ida Rosen.
Faculty Advisers Miss VIRGINIA Bryan, Mr. E. H. Roberts
May, 1938
Love, Hope, And Admiration
Hope, Love, and Admiration are
;losely related, so much so, that at
imes, they are difficult to separate.
What do the lower classes of the
ATorld today have to hope for—be
it war, peace, famine, plenteousness,
depression, prosperity, a living death
or a dying life? We shall try to im
part to you my opinion of how
Ruskin really considered his three
material and immaterial things and
how he would consider them today.
* * * The air was smoky, the sun
scarcely discernible, the noisy bustle
and pass-you-by hum of a great city
filled the dirty, dingy, grey streets
and echoed from the shabby, broken
down houses, which lined both sides
of the narrow alley. At the end of
the street was a huge pile of trash
which had been gathering for ages.
Around this pile of many and divers
objects played a little boy and his
sister. They tossed a rusty can
around and threw pebbles at each
other. The dirt on which they sat
was positively filthy. A pool of stag
nant, mosquito-breeding water lay
before them. Soot and carbon, the
smell of old rags burning, garlic and
stale meat cooking, all give into the
air a foul, unhealthy odor—.
Can that small boy or girl ever
have true hope, love, or admiration?
Can they I’aise their heads above
the tragic, unexcusable, whirl pool in
which they are doomed by fate to
live, or wil Ibhey be jerked under,
deeper and deeper? Can they live in
such an atmosphere and ever possess
true morals, sincere feelings or feel
a wonderful intellectual growth
within them? What do they have to
look forward to—starvation, dissi
pation, neglect, evil, a bare ex
istence? At the end of a long day
they flop into bed—^despair, sorrow,
fleeting joy, no ambition or true ad
miration—maybe looking up to and
admiring the corner-drug cow boy,
the gambler down street in Jake’s
Bar or some other disreputable char
acter. Oh, is there any hope!
But alas! for these poor dogs, and
thanks be to Him for the country.
BILTMORE UNCENSORED
the open hills and plains and God’s
world.
* * * The sun rose loyally upon
row after row of corn, field after
field of waving grain, orchards,
green pastures and cool streams. At
the well back of the house a small
bay and his sister drank deeply of
the sparkling, clear water, and
splashed each other. Their faces were
merry and gay, their whole appeai’-
ance a joyful one, full of life and
energy. They made mud pies and
built castles and roads all morning
and took long walks to the fields to
watch their father plow the long
furrows.—We shall ask somewhat
the same questions again. Do they
not have hope, a loyal love, a
staunch heart, and soul, fully ca
pable of admiration? I shall answer
“yes.”
It is indeed a wonderful thing to
rise early in the morning, to feel
the dews upon one’s bare feet, to
lie in the shade of a majestic oak,
to watch the domestic animals and
birds at work, to work hard and
sweat much, tanned by the summer
suns and refreshed by its rains, to
splash merrily in the open, foamy
surf of the ocean, to gallop madly on
moon-lit nights along shade paths,
to look upon a sea of blossoms.
How can anyone ever have Ruskin’s
three immaterial things without first
having had the three material things?
Not to have felt the early morning
breeze upon one’s nearly bare body
is not to have felt the strength and
power which comes from hope. Not
to have seen the clear moon tint
the world in silvery shades is not
to have felt the emotion and vivid
thrill which comes from love, and
lastly, not to have seen great works
of arts and heard great performances
by eminent persons is not to have
felt the inspiration and moral build
ing up which comes from true ad
miration.
And so in our opinion these great
three. Love, Hope, and Admiration,
are absolutely essential in the suc
cessful growth of a nation, and in
the growth of the people which
must make up that nation. Let us
breathe fresh air, drink pure wa
ter, use good earth to the best ad
vantage and die happy.
After being bribed (one cocacolo),
by “Corl^” to warn Helen of her
bespectaled friend I hereby do so.
And do you know—yes, and with
a girl to. Fred Sales, quiet, studious,
and driver of a Ford was seen with
an unknown entering a local cinema.
This business of Christine and
George has even me worried. Why,
they have even neglected their
gtudifes. ‘
Then there is Eileen Smith —
“Pop” Morgan said she had the most
dramatic talent at Biltmore with
Robert (no relation to cinema-actor
Steele) Steele running a close sec
ond. Surprised?
Hubert Solomon when not with
Harriet Allen keeps company, enter
tains, and listens to Burton (the
See ME man) Kinney.
After Ray Crane gets from
under the influence of the new flame
from Lee Edwards it is reported that
he will return to Atlanta, Georgia
to a cute little thing there. Anyway,
Ray dates one girl steadily here and
writes another there daily. You know
—“Whatta man Crane”.
J. D. Howell, ticket taker of the
carnival was proposed to by one of
the girls in the Hiwaiian show. Nope
he didn’t accept. “Tarzan” Lyerly
would not have liked that.
Jael Alston — smart man from
Biltmore—since becoming affiliated
with the Hounde Club received tele
grams and longdistance calls z’egu-
larly. Yes, Jael says he is the brains
behind the club.
Merril, a professor at Biltmore,
buys a new car, and runs from the
weaker sex. It is currently reported
that the little man has some seven
proposals for holy matrimony but
declined all.
Below and across you will find
. . . maybe your name and maybe
your ambition and maybe your nick
name ... we don’t know because
maybe you won’t find anything.
McCall “Clarence”, hobby, biting
his nails; ambition, beat a drum.
Sutton “Andy”, hobby, D. A. R.;
ambition, to re-fight the Civil War.
Smith “George”, hobby, Christine
P.; ambition, make a speech.
Dykeman “Wilma”, hobby. Chat
ter; ambition, to get laryngitus.
Holcombe “Lynn”, hobby, walk
ing; ambition, to teach.
Groves “Pinkney”, hobby, Boris
Karloff; ambition, debate with-
Stalin.
Ponder “Christine”, hobby, George
S.; ambition, to be s'hy.
Rosen “Ida”, hobby, spike heels;
ambition, to grow.
Ivy “Doc”, hobby, talking; am
bition, to marry.
Starnes “Margaret”, hobby, Ray
Richardson; ambition, to go to
Chapel Hil}.
Flannery “Felice”, hobby, smiling;
ambition, to get plumb.
Caldwell “George”, hobby, stutter
ing; ambition, to graduate.
Edwards “Mary”, hobby. Bill Jack
son; ambition, to marry.
Allport “Adele”, hobby, writing
notes in sociology; ambition, to be
able to concentrate.
Roberts “Duck”, hobby, boxing;
ambition, to grow taller than Ida
Rosen.
Steel “Bob”, hobby, Felice Flan
nery; ambition, to play Camillie.
Stanberry “James”, hobby, eco
nomics; ambition, to be a doctor.
Williams “Nina”, hobby, having
brain children; ambition, to graduate.
Keith “Jim”, hobby, “I”; am
bition, to be president.
Alston “Leonard”, hobby, “Hounde
Club”; ambition, to marry.
Hines “Evelyn”, hobby, history;
ambition, to teach.
Crane “Ray”, hobby, reducing his
waist line; ambition, to write.
Sales “Phillip”, hobby, chemistry;
ambition, to reduce his ego.
Sales “Fred”, hobby, women; am
bition, to be divorced.
Crawford “Jack”, hobby, making
speeches; ambition, to be listened to.
Allen “Janice”, hobby, laughing;
ambition, to teach.
Burleson “Loraine”, hobby, flirt
ing; ambition, to marry.
Duncan “Joe”, hobby, radio; am
bition, to talk face to face with one
of the “Seven Draws”.
Totherow “Clark”, hobby, study
ing; ambition, to have as much sense
as Sutton.
Parker “J. V.”, hobby, talking;
ambition, to teach.
Derault “Nancy”, hobby, N. C. C.
W.; ambition, to marry.
Kilgo “Douglas”, hobby, movies;
ambition, to be a “Tarzan”.
Allen “Grover”, hobby, interna
tional situation; ambition, to get all
the foreigners out of it.
Homespun Philosophy
^ —*
T’other day, I heerd a feller say
thut Jie didn’t have no keer fer th’
mount’ns an’ thut he’d be plumb glad
when he could git ’way from them.
Now, I make ’llowance for th’ fac’
thut he hadn’ lived all his life in
th’ mount’ns but thut didn’ keep
me from thinkin’ thut I couldn’t see
no reason for eriybody not likin’ th’
mount’ns.
T’ begin with, we’uns down here
don’ hardly ever have eny o’ those
troubles thut people on th’ plains er
th’ coast er th’ big cities have. We
don’ have no bad floods, earth
quakes, dust storms, ner hurricanes,
an’ yuh never hear o’ eny strikes
ner labor troubles botherin’ us
d’rectly down here. So yuh see how
we ought t’have a much quieter an’
happier life than’we wwrid ■enywh'cre
else.
Then thur’s th’ beauty o’ moun
t’ns. I’ll grant yohu thut thur’s a
heap a beauty in th’ blue o’ th’ sea,
er th’ green o’ th’ plain, er th’
lights o’ a big city at nights but who
wants t’ look at th’ same blue sea,
th’ same green plain, er th’ same
city lights ever’day er night? Now,
up here in th’ Blue Ridge we’uns
can climb eny one o’ hundreds o’
mount’ns and, as th’ poet feller sez,
“an ever-changing vista unfolds be
low us” as we turn ’round.
So, yohu see, thar’s a heap o’
goodness an’ happiness cornin’ jus’
from living in the mount’ns. But
yohu got t’look fer it. Take what
‘Fess’ Merrill was sayin’ not long
’go in biol’gy class. Yohu know he
b’lieves a lot in findin’ out things
by obs’vation. Well, he was talkin’
’bout what th’ high heels women
are wearin’ does t’ their feet an’ he
says as how he’d noticed their ankles
wobblin’ vidth ever’ step cause all
their weight was on their toes. Now,
I don’ know if he got that inf’ma-
tion from pure sci’ntific obs’vation
but least-aways he was noticin’
whut was goin’ on ’round him. An’
thet’s what I’m gettin’ at. Alius no
tice what’s goin’ on ’round youh an’
youh’ll surely find a lot o’ good thut
yuh didn’t know was there afore.
’Course it d’pends on how yuh look
at it whether a lady’s ankle is good
er bad.
THE PURE OPTIMIST
You know, there isn’t a happier
person on earth than a pure
optimist. He seems to have such a
cheery outlook on life. You may
think he is silly and foolish to trust
in pure luck to make everything
come out for the best. You may
think he will end up with nothing
in his pockets and an equal amount
in his stomach. And he may. But he
will still be cheerful and happy.
But he is not the best kind of
optimist. He is the true kind. The
best kind is the sensible optimist.
He believes that “what has happened,
has happened and there isn’t any
thing he or anybody else can do to
change it.” He does not let useless
worry impair his abilities or destroy
his equable disposition. However, he
does not lie around and wait for
his life to turn out to be a success
ful prosperous one of its own ac
cord. He does his best to see if he
cannot better his own condition. If
things chance to go against him, he
does not sit back and bemoan his
fate and live off of the government.
He will say, “Well, what is, is, and
there’s no use worrying about it,”
and come right back and try again.
That’s the best kind of optimist.
the Persian arrows would darken the
sun over Thermopylae, said, “So
much the better; we shall fight in
the shade.” There was an optimist.
He was facing sure death before an
enemy that “covered the whole coun
try like locusts” and he could see
something huinorous in the instru
ment of his death.
Lincoln was much of the optimist,
especially before the Civil War.
Though his assurance often wavered,
he had a great faith that everything
would eventually turn out for the
best. And, but for an assassin’s bul
let, it mig’ht have.
I expect the Lord was in an opti
mistic mood when He made Adam
and then put Eve there under that
apple tree with him. I can’t see why
He would have made them at all if
He hadn’t been kind of trustful
about how His plans would turn out.
So, you see, right from the begin
ning, optimism has played an im
portant part in the making of his
tory. Why, what if Archimedes, or
Caesar, or Napoleon, or Wellington,
or Washington, or Pershing, or Foch
had said, “Oh, this can never be
done. There’s no use going on. I’m
going to quit trying to do something
that can never be completed.” Well,
Dienices, the Spartan, when told they didn’t and today we remember
Youth Speaks
Life in general is dismal . . . wars
and more wars . . . economic strife
-abject poverty in the shadows of
great churches that cost millions to
build .. . strikes that border on
open wor between labor and
capital ... no room left for indi
viduality ■— too many conventions
that cause people to do things be
cause they are afraid of public opin
ion . . . life has ceased to be some
thing to live or appreciate; but
something we must be hurried
through . . . Credits certifying that
one has an education can be bought
just as easily as one buys an auto
mobile—Colleges have become mills!
Words that a conservative youth
has come to dislike; Social de
generate; Dipsomaniac; Unions and
Communism; National Debt; Japan;
Naziism; Italy; Russia; Divorce; Su
preme Court; and being a democratic
youth—^Maine and Vermont.
their faith in the ability of things
to come out for the best through
the application of a little good hard
work.