8 T HE PEN In Novembor Ave are all entliusias- tic over oiir atliletic possibilities. We siif'fjest t(s ourselves tliat the football team is “goiii" places,” that the basketball team is a “dream team,” and that we might even win a tennis or track cham pionship. Soon, when defeat falls onr lot, we sit ’neath the Angle’s spreadinr magnolia or in some “a- gitator’s” roism and wistfully sigh, “Where do they go; those smoke rings we love to blow?” Rest lessness sets in. We become discon tented. We criticize, and we try to place the responsiblity for onr failure. “It is the team’s fault.” “Ft is tlie administration.” “It is the coach.” “Tt is the faculty.” Yes, indeed, all of this may be true. I5ut, what of ourselves? Little do we realize that the field of athle tics, any field of endeavor—music, literature, or otherwise—is but a mirror, and the teams we send out into competition our reflection in that mirror. When our teams are defeated, it is because we are de feated. Wluni there is dissension on the team, it is because there is no unity on the campus. 'Wlien the Choral Club is poor, it is be cause our music talent is poor. When the Pen is “rotten”, it is because our literary ability is “rotten”. Consequently, when our teams and clubs are poor, ragged performers, it is because there is a spairsity of talent among us. Ad mit the truth of this statement “Tliere is no talent at St. Aiig- ustinel’H College.” or admit that we are! not slackers. Jlost of us won’t admit the latter statement, but it cannot be said that there is no talent at St. Augustine’s Pacts prove otherwise. Therefore, it must be true that we are not doing our utmost to take advantage of our opportunities. The M’orld around us is a troub led world. Even noAv it is bowing in submission to the heartless gckl called Mars. Alone in a world of dictatorships stands democratic America. But liow long can Ave en dure? How long will it be before we, too, shall tramp the “field of dishonor”. We must look to our selves for the answer. Only in so far as we train ourselves in the democratic way of life, can our de mocratic principle survive. It can happen here. We, to, can become lesser men while some powerfid maniac strides about our land much after the fashion of Hitler, Stalin and Mussolini. If we con tent ourselves Avith fault-finding without offering constructive sug gestions, if Ave are content to be “yes-men,” if Ave are satisfied Avith with eating “the crumbs that fall from the rich man’s table,” our cherished ideal shall soon come to be defined in history as “an obso lete, impractical principle on Avhich men once thought life could be based. ’ ’ Those of us Avho are neAV at St. Augustine’s and those of ns avIio are old here, heed these Avords. With a common Avorthy objective before us, Avith unity, cooperation, and sincerity a part of us, Avith our aims high, let us carry on, not as pipe-dreamers, but as practical men and Avomen to gain our goal. In a democracy, it is not Avhat the other felloAv does Avrong, but Avhat Ave do right tliat counts. Carry on! — Charles G. IIoAvell, Jr.

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