A C T I V I T I E S
THE CAMPUS CLOGS
Hi, al! you nice people! A few weeks ago I was infoi’med
that I had been presented with the great opportunity of writ
ing the Campus Clogs. My darling little roommate (she does
come in handy sometimes) reminded me that my column had
to be in on Tuesday and if I didn’t want my head clobbered
I’d better get busy. T did! I gave her a pen and paper and sent
her around to the gossip sessions. The main reason I hadn’t
written the column sooner is that I went for a walk this after
noon and found a Gardner-Webb I didn’t know existed. The
campus was practically deserted. Most of the students had
gone home or to the ballgame at Lees-McRae. Those left were
occupied with studies or doing the weekly wash. I tried study
ing but the day was too beautiful. I chose to take a walk. As
I passed the music building Ann was playing Chopin. There
is something about Chopin that makes me think about in
tangible, delightful things. I sat in the sun and dreamed of
Chopin’s musical world. All of a sudden I was torn from that
world by the bluest of the New Orleans blues, superbly played
by I don’t know who. But from the music one could see the
heavy muscled men moving around the dock, the mulatto
children playing in the street and maybe even smell the rich.
Southern Cooking. It was New Orleans!
From the Music Building I went to the Hamrick Building,
wandered over the stage and peeked into the radio room. There
were only cold pieces of steel without the Radio Club there
to bring it alive. After awhile I found myself in the make-up
room wandering around playing with the make-up tubes. I
wondered how many young actors had sat in front of the mir
rors putting on make-up with trembling hands and a cold
feeling in the pit of theu- stomach. It was there my room
mate found me and brought me back to the present. Maybe
I didn’t get a column written but I found the Gardner-Webb
that only a person can know on a lazy Saturday afternoon.
the typewriter. That “stuff” is all very well, but me—I like
something you can get your teeth into. Something like nice
juicy gossip! So lend an ear while I spill the latest .... With
all the cute boys on campus our Peggy’s heart still belongs
to Johnny at DNC, but cheer up, boys, her twin’s heart is
still fancy free. But on second thought—is it? Evaleen’s
eyes are starry. Could that trip to Appalachian be the rea
son? Phil E. seemed very interested in a little dark
headed girl at the Shop the other Saturday night .... Have
you noticed those snazzy clothes of Phyllis Kinaman’s? Just
because you go steady doesn’t mean you can’t speak! Walter!
I know we’re all glad to see Alfred looking so happy
these days. It’s all because his cute wife is now on campus.
Welcome, Pat, to G-W Speaking of letters, (who was?)
—Say, Tommy, what has happened to all that mail from Win-
throp you were getting? The shouts of joy coming from
room 203 of the girl’s dorm the other night were Sally’s. The
reason; Roy called from New York Come on, Mark, give
the gals a break will ya? The line is getting longer all the
time! I thought it was said, “In the Spring a young
man’s fancy turns to love.” From the looks of the front of the
girls’ dorm it seems to be doing all right in the Fall. For proof
just watch a few of the steadies. For instance. Dot H. and
Paul B.; Mot and Gothard and Jimmie and Dot .... Erwin
and Billie Sue seem to be working up a case .... Who has
her eye on the Sunday School Superintendent? .... Marie
Cobb falls in and out of love so much I’ve lost count
Nomination for “Snow Man of the Week”: Joe Long. . . . Bob
and Paula surely look cute together Ronald and Valeria
are seen together quite often these days Wonder who
Barbara Harrill has her eye on these days? Beverly
Ward and Stanley Ruse seem to be making Friday night dates
a habit We’re glad to see Mot and Bunny together
again. . . . Tip, come on and be foot-loose and fancy-free and
give the girls something to talk about P. A. and Conrad
can be seen together in a cozy corner in the Student Center
each evening Mary Frances surely gets the telephone
calls. Wonder who’s calling? Deru shopped around
at first but it seems as though she found the right guy ....
Wow! I smell popcorn. Where there’s food there’s gossip! See
ya next month!
BOOKS
Kitty Foyle
Kitty Foyle is the story of a “woman not a lady” as told
with complete candour by Kitty herself. The story begins with
Kitty’s childhood, in the manufacturing region of Philadelphia
and goes to her twenty-eighth year when she finds succes.-;
with a famous New York cosmetic house.
In between the years Kitty finds love in the form of Wyn,
sen of a wealthy Main Line family. Here Mr. Monley, past
master at the art of description, draws a wonderful picture
of the snobbery of Philadalphia’s best families.
The characters come through sharp and clear through the
fog of over-description except in a very few places. The
characters are: Pop, who drinks his whiskey straight, talks
cricket, and complains about his family; Wyn, a complete
representative of his class — the best class in Philadelphia,
according to him—is the one whom Kitty loves; Molly—gay,
lovable, laughable, and with a heart of gold—is Kitty’s best
friend: Delphine, kitty’s employer, hides a bitter hurt under
an exterior of great success. But most important is Kitty her-
se!f, who is warm, gay, tolerant, and altogether a woman and
proud of the fact.
When all of these characters are tied in together with
the Monley touch, out comes a book like Kitty Foyle. When a
cold rainy day comes along and you are bored, take a tip
from me and spend it with an apple and Christerphor Mooley's
Kitty Foyle.
DRAMA
Have ycu noticed that the members of the Drama Club are
running around carrymg brightiy-colored play books under
their arms. Everytime two of the members get together one can
hear — “We can’t do Cyrano De Bergerac, we haven’t the
stage for it.” Well, I am in favor of The Heiress. Now you peo
ple listen to me Jane Eyre is the play to do. Well that is
.xic Drama Club. But I do like the play Jane Eyre for
Marjorie Carleton has done a wonderful job on dramatizing
the book, Jane Eyre. The dialogue is concise and clear and none
of the plat is over-shadowed by it. In dramatizing this book,
the characters have lost none of their personality.
The staging of the play would not be hard, due to the fact
the action takes place in one set. The year 1874 would not
be a difficult period to costume, because it is before the crino
line skirts, thus the women would require only full skirts and
soft blouses. The men might present a problem with their
skin-type trousers and frock coats.
The lighting should be simple due to the fact that most
of the action takes place in the later part of the day. That
would require very few jells and no floodlights.
The third reason is that Jane Eyre is an old familiar story
that most of us love. I think we would get a kick out of see
ing Edward Rochester and Jane Eyre’s love-story, brought to
life on the stage in the Hamrick Building.
CHAPEL
Every Monday, Wednesday, and Fi-iday we have chapel,
as all the students well know. But cheer up, kids! We are in
for some royal entertainment when Professor Stephen Mor-
risett gives an organ recital, with Mrs, Robert Dyer, alto, fea
tured as soloist.
Those who are back from last year will be happy to wel
come Mr. Felix Hamrick, in November, to present a program
of poetic reading. The rest of us will be happy to make his ac
quaintance.
MINISTERIAL CONFERENCE
The Ministerial Association meets each Thursday at 10:30
A.M. in Room 33 of the Hamrick Building for a period of
meditation and fellowship. The ministerial students are great
ly benefited by the meetings as they are afforded the oppor
tunity to preach within the association. Mr. S. L. Lamm is the
faculty sponsor of the organization, and the officers for the
year are Sam O’Neal, president, Melvin Flynn, vice-president,
and Tommy Ellington, song leader.
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