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PAGE TWO T H E PILOT _SEPTEMBER 29, _1961 THE PILOT Published Monthly by the Students of Gardner-Webb College ;VI September 29, 1%1 . Vivian Hamrick .. Elizabeth Ledbetter Skip West, Alan Carpenter .. Mike Champion, Jo Lee Loveland, Photographer Art Editor Faculty Advisor Judy Mason, Robert Philyaw^, Rob Weir Joe Phillips .j Jon Ward Michael H. Palmer Once Again Welcome Dear Freshmen, Because of you the lunch line is longer, and we sopho mores have to stand in line for a longer time; our classrooms are more crowded; and our ears are constantly bombarded by your noise. However, we forgive you for such insignifi cant matters. We welcome you, freshmen; you are a won derful group of people. We’re so glad you came. We hope that, if you already haven’t, you will learn to love G-W as much as we do. College has much to offer you If you will only accQjt it. Besides the invaluable class room training, there are many-clubs for one to join. Although one cannot join all clubs or even all the ones he wishes to, there is one club, or maybe two, that he will thoroughly enjoy. College life will mature you socially, emotionally, and mentally. Living with others give one an opportunity to learn to get along with all types of personalities. You are now beginning one of the most important and formative experiences of your life. Much luck to you as you strive for a higher education. Come September, October September — when summer ends and autumn begins, bring ing those wonderful days of Indian Summer. The sweet and pure morning air has a refreshing tang to it and reminds one of all that September brings — school and study — foot ball games, the odor of hotdogs and peanuts, the din of fcheenng crojvds led energetically and enthusiastically by cheerleaders — a real joy of living — a hazy warmth during the day and nipping coolness in the early morning and in the evening that invigorates one — the thrill of shopping to prepare for school — the squeak of new shoes and the smart look of new clothing — the exdtement of baseball’s World Series — the ro^ of the Southern 500 at Darlington on Labor Day. October — the splendor of autumn’s gay dress — of falhng leaves — of sunny days, the last till April’s warmth renews the vigor of life — the first frost — homecoming and the crowning of a new queen — already planning for mid- semester holidays. Not only does the brisk air bring reminders, it also wakes one up so that he is ready for his 8:30 class. A deep breath of autumn fills one with gladness and pure joy of just being ahve. It brings color to one’s cheeks, pute a song in his heart and a spring in his step. Spirit Of B. S.U. ^ It is prayers on a date ... a boy, a girl, and a Bible. It s fun . . . good clean fim . . . popcorn on a winter’s night ... a picnic and “The Fire Song.” It’s energy, enthusiasm ... a game of tennis and a smUe on the face of the loser. And “the frog in the milk-can who kicked ’til the butter came.” It’s a retreat by a lake . . . blue skies and pine trees . . . sheer joy drawn from the master sources . . . trust in the Father, boundless hope for the future ... the conscious ness of doing the wall of God. It is the man who found a treasure in a field and in his joy sold all that he had and bought the field. It’s sorrow . . . and compassion . . . from the same capacity for feeling that makes the joy possible. The boy who sold his class ring for the sta^ng Chinese . . . and the little mission down on the other side of town . .. and a college favorite with a ragged child in her arms. It is a smile for friend and stranger ... a young preach er, with the door slammed in his face . . . humming “Let the !^auty of Jesus Be S^n in Me” . . . and a praj^er in Morning Watch for the boys who tore down your precious posters ... the girl who dated “Four Eyes” after all the others had turned him down. A cheery invitation “Come to my Church,” for the waitress and the 'soda jerk in the ' college hangout. It is Christ sitting dovm to eat with sinners and Phari sees . . . it’s loving because He first loved us . . . making life a worthy response to such love. . -^CopM_ G-W Students (Continued from Page 1) The next thing which comes to my mind are the social hours which were sponsored by the B. S. U. and Student Government. These parties gave us an oppor tunity to meet new people and' make many new friends. The sophomores did a wonderful job .The President's Page- directing these activities. I know that all of us as freshmen ap preciate all th^ hard work that they did to make us feel welcome and at home. Then as classes began, we a- gain had a few butterflies. But after a few minutes the teachers again had us at ease. Most of us realized that they were human Marcia White Represents G-W Marcia White, winner of Gard- ner-Webb’s 1960-61 oratorical con test and the State Woman’s Christian Temperance Union Con test, journeyed to San Francisco, California, this summer to parti cipate in the national contest. The title of her oration was “Lord of All.” The contest was held in the cafe of the Sheraton Palace Hotel. Of the ten contestants, only one other was a junior college student. The winner, David Slorpe, is a student at Southern California. His declamation was entitled “The Trojan Horse.” Ap proximately 600 were present SIGHTSEEING Sightseeing occupied much of Marcia’s time when she was not in convention meetings. The Muir Woods; Cow Palace; Fisherman’s Wharf, where there are wojld- known restaurants: and the Cliff House were special places of in terest. Other spots of interest were Golden Gate Park; China Town; Twin Peaks; Inspiration Point, where Frances Willard re solved herself to the idea of W. C. T. U.; and the San Francisco Zoo, which is the second largest in the U. S. She liked the San Francisco Bay area and the ocean most of all. Shopping and seeing the town were also on Marcia’s agenda. She says of San Francisco: “It was cold when we arrived — 54 degrees. The smaze — it’s not exactly smog — makes one that much colder. I don’t know why one calls Chicago the Windy City, for the wind blows in San Fran cisco almost all the time.” She stayed at the Y.M.C.A. Hotel. The Golden Ball Room of the Sherritan Palace Hotel was the setting for a party at which rep resentatives from different states presented skits and stunts. There was also a banquet at which England’s Mrs. Cecil Heath, World W.C.T.U. secretary, gave the main address. Marcia took the trip with Mrs. I. B. Davis’ state president; Mrs. R. E. Faw, president of'district 10; Mr. Clarence Eamhart, and his two daughters, Helen and Mary. Mary, a member of Youth Temperance Council, was a con testant in the Grand Diamond, and that they would be willing to help us in any possible way. These are just a few of the things that make me know that this year can prove to be one of the happiest years of my life. Through hard work, co-operation, and God’s guidance all of us can achieve any goal which we set. — Faye Causby At the beginning of a new school year every student and every teacher should be thinking about the question “How shall I be able to succeed this year?” Allow me to say there is no lasting success tmless it is foundationed in the Christian Faith. Paul gives a formula for success in Philippians 3:12-14: “I do not say that I have already gained this knowledge or already reached perfection. But I press on, striving to lay hold of that for which I was also laid hold of by Christ Jesus. Brethren, I do not imagine that I have laid hold of it. But this one thing I do — forgetting everything which is past and stretching forward to what lies in front of me, with my eyes fixed on the goal I push on to secure the prize of God’s heavenward call in Christ Jesus.” (Weymouth’s translation) Three Points The missionary apostle gave a three-point program for. success. First, one must be characterized by whole-hearted concentration. Someone has said, “Decision equals energy, energy equals power, power equals confidence, and confi dence equals success.” Second, one 'must not waste time dreaming of the past. An individual must forget his blunders, losses, injuries, successes, sorrows, and failures. Profit from past mistakes, ■ but move forward in the present. Third, one must have a correct forward look. The cor rect forward look is to dedicate all that one has to the glory of God as revealed in Jesus Christ. There is no failure for the one dedicated fully to the Son of God. — Travelling With Tillie For the person who has a pioneering spirit, yet who does not wish to endure a pioneer’s hardships all his life, a traveling camping trip along the twisting Alaskan Highway is a satisfying experience. The highway, which seems to fol low the aimless wanderings of an elk, is a route of dust and gravel — small boulders would better describe these enorm ous rock fragments — except when it rains; then it is mud and gravel. The discomfort of eating dust and being jolted over extremely rocky areas is forgotten when one’s eye is greeted by the surrounding beauty found in the trees, mountains, rivers, and lakes. The Alaskan Highway is cut through a gigantic forest. The trees stretch on and on, farther than the eye can see. The majority of these trees are pines or some relative of the pine. In most areas the forest is thickly popu- la^; each tree seems to be reaching out for the sky to re ceive the life that is there, struggling to gain a prominent place among his fellows. Winding around and over moimtains, the highway offers other captivating scenery. Some of the mountains such as Steamboat Mountain and Indian Head Rock, are named for the objects they resemble. Other elevations reveal still dif ferent formations which are fascinating to see. Teetering Rock, a huge boulder left balanced on a peak from the ice age, can be seen in the distance; erosion pillars, hard sedi mentary cores left by ancient erosion, and folded rocks, mis shaped strata of the mountains, leave one with a feeling of awe and wonder, with a deep realization of the greatness of God’s creation. WONDERLAND Rivers and lakes outdo themselves in this nature wonder land. The Toad River lies on an almost identical level with the road, giving the voyager an impression that, if necessary, escape would be impossible especially w'hen a forbidding cliff hugs the opposite side of the road. The rivers are varied in size. Some, such as the Donjec, have very wide beds with small streams of water coursing their way over the stones, joining with each other and then separating in a helter-skelter fashion. Others like the Yukon, the Swift, Racing River, and Trout River are roaring giants in their furious journey to the sea. The lakes are the most inspiring bodies of water along the highway, especially Muncho Lake. The road follows the shore of Muncho for approximately nine miles, giving one a delightful acquaintance with the cold, clear water, which is hundreds of feet deep in places, and charming him with the brilliant turqouise and aqua-marine colors, sparkling in the sun. Sunimit Lake, so named because the first sight of the lake is seen after reaching the highest elevation of the highway, also excels in beauty and color. -- • EMOTIONS The imagination of the individual playing this pioneer game is stimulated when he realizes that dovwi these very rivers he is crossing — particularly the Peace and the Mac kenzie — trappers brought their bales of furs in huge canoes to the trading posts of the Hudson Bay Company. He is able to feel the same heart tug for the Peace River that the early trades felt when thy said, “Drink once of the waters of the mighty Peace and they will ever call you back.” The Peace is made more alluring when the adventurer leams that it is so called because it was a boundary of truce between the Cree and Beaver Indians. _Oh, how envious he is of the members of the Army Enginwr Corps, who, in 1942, cut this first road through Paradise! What a thrill he receives as he. envisions the meeting at Contact Creek of the two road crews, working from the north and from the south! Viewing Liard Hot Springs, he feels nearly as refreshed as did the road crew who washed away the grime of the day’s work in the 85 degree water of the pools, which are surrounded by dense vegetation,_ almost tropical in nature. The history of the few towns^ through which one passes also excites the traveler’s imagination. Taylor is a small boom-town, born in 1955 when an immense natural gas field was discovered near-by. Fort St. John was founded in 1806, (Continued on Page 3)
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