MAR06N AND GOLD
Friday, March 19, 1948
Niaroon and
Gold
Edited and printed by students of
Elon College. Published weekly
during the college year under th«
auspices of the Board of Publication.
Entered as second class matter at
the Post Off ire at Elon CO'llege N. C.,
under the act of March 8 1879. De
livered by mail, $1.50 the College
year, $50 the quarter.
EDITORIAL BOARD
Editor - in - Chief,, John Watson
Managing Editor .... Hal McDiarmid
Sports Editor Ed Mulford
Assistant Sports Editor,. Rocco Sileo
Drama and Music Critic ....Ed Moss
Fraternities Lewis Lawrence
Society Editor Allene Stallings
Day Student Editor Max Storey
BUSINESS BOARD
Business Manager Evelyn Moore
Circulation Manager ... Dorothy Dowd
Ass’t Circulation Mgr. Martha Veazey
Adviser R- L. Dunlap
Photographer Bill Duncan
Pnnter Jennings Berry
Piessm^n Worth Womble
COLUMNISTS
Ted Parker Jackie Gaskins
REPORTKRS
Fd Nash, Phil Gearing, Meir Gabbay
John Gilliam, Evelyn McNeil
Excuse Me Bill
Something is rotten in the state of
North Carolina! No, it isn’t something
but instead some people whose minds
have become diseased to the extent
that their morals have died and now
rest in a state of putrefaction. In our
little neighborhood, in our dormi
tories, where reside the students com
prising the campus life of this insti
tution for the advancement of Christ
ian education, dwells one who has
lost his lust for decency. He is ob
viously determined that no room may
be left unlocked and returned to as
it was left: that money and other val
uables belong to him and not to the ^
persons in whose rooms they are
found; that he will break as many of
the Ten Commandments as possible!
Well, Bub, you naturally know what
will happen to you if you are caught.
Perhaps that is why you have spared
the big boys and bodaciously robbed
the wee fellows, but that will have
little weight in your defense should
you be apprehended. Everyone hates
a thief to such an extent that dozens
would love to take a poke at you
even now. We wouldn’t reconunend
such treatment, but you may depend
upon a bit of buffeting around when
you are trapped like the-whatever
you are.
That’s life! Just as we were patting
ourselves on the back for living among
such a fine bunch of fellows, some
unfortunate one who doesn’t get more
than others feels it to be necessary
that he increase his assets by a portion
of the property he sees in other rwms
and we have to lock our doors. Tnat
is a very inconvenient necessity now,
some of us already had more keys
than we could well manage.
Now, dear thief, we feel it is onlj
just to extend to you a bit of sym
pathy. In spite of the fact that you
are despised by all for your deplorable
activities, we cannot prevent ourselves
from feeling a trifle of pity for a mar
who has so little that he will steal
from those in as dire financial neec
as were some of the victims of your
light fingers-and too, because you
have too little of that moral stuff nec-
cessary to make you a decent humar,
being.
If it is financial aid that you need,
why do you not ask, that it may be
given? If you need some good old
fashioned spiritual guidance, come
around, and we shall direct you to
someone qualified to give it to you
We promise not to be squealerS too.
People in
the Steeple
Elon, that place you hear everyone
talking about, whether bragging or
complaining, is really improving in
spirit as v/ell as physically. The new
dining hall and that beautiful new
power house with the magnificant
smoke stack are perhaps the most
noticeable physical additions, but the
boys in South Dorm are so happy
a^out the new oil heated hot water
therein that nearly every one of them
has taken a shower. The spirit is the
thing that counts, obviously. For the
past two quarters we have had no up
risings or “anti” demonstrations
which is same indication of a degree
of satisfaction.
During the late vacation, happening
to be among those awaiting the arrival
of G, I. checks for bus fare, we visited
the various parts of the campus with
the intention of familiarizing our
selves with hitherto unvisited regions.
For some unaccountable reason we
have always been attracted by tall
trees and other places with a little
altitude. There is an urge to climb
each new height that presents itself.
After being on campus for two years
and suffering under the strain of hav
ing to gaze upon the steeple with an
unrequited passion, the opportunity
fi'.ially presented itself and was taken
advantage of.
Alamance Building is not a low
building, and when one is perched
in the steeple, a grand view
is available of the surrounding
country for at least ten miles in all
directions. From that point of vantage
one must concede that no better
place could have been chosen for a
college site. There, too. one must
I adtmit that Elon is a rather beautiful
! college from the air. Naturally, we
i would all never get to see it from the
t steeple, but who is to blame for that,
j The point is that it is quite pretty if
I anyone desires to see the pretty angle,
! but most of us care only to find the
flaws and weaknesses, and that al.
i boils down to tre old adage: “Life is
! boils down to the old adage: “Life i'
^ to look for the good in a thine bf
cause they have already convinces
themselves that there is no good in i
and they desire that there be no good
in it.
While meandering through the
halls and colonnades, we were im-
presed by the peace and harmony of
the entire iplace. It was restful, anfi
even the bulletin boards with the Ust
of Library Book Fines due, with our
names upon it failed to offend. But
during all of this time we thought
upon the evils of Elon and tried tf
find several. At last, however, we
pon ceded ee^p^allv that dear ole Elon
has but on thing wrong with it, and
that is the people.
Faint
Truth
Necessarily |
So
Travesty
By Jackie Gaskins
This column is going to be a rea'
est of how well I can write a lot oi
lothing and get by with calling i*
omething. That sounds like a miixed-
p affair, but it really isn’t, for thal
5 exactly what I am going to have
T do in order to have a column thi^.
me. The lack of news and gossip or
-is campus is really pitiful. Maybe
isn’t lacking, but I sure can’t find
Sometimes I find a real bunch of
lort “dirt” that I can’t include, for
know it would never pass the cen-
or. “Shame ‘bout that!”
One of the greatest catastrophies
bat has ever happened to the
tudents of Elon College occurred
luring Spring vacation. Yes sir,
Dallas Berry’s beautiful blue, stream-
ined 1941 Plymouth had a nervous
ireakdown. I will never forget the
Tiournful atmosphere in my yard be-
ween Dallas and me when that won-
’erful masterpiece of machinery gave
t weak moaning sound, coughed, but
efused to start. This was indeed a
ad occasion. It has seriously affect-
d the lives of several people. Never
gain will Betty Benton, Jiimmy Par-
;er, Jimmy Boone, Mike Copeland,
Dallas Berry, or I have the honored
irivilege of making the pleasant trip
rom here to dear ‘ole Portsmouth in
hat limousine. There also remains
mother sad mourner of the death of
hat car. Knowing full well that you
, ould never guess who this person is,
might as well tell you. Zeda Grogan
3 bound to miss the ‘ole jalopy that
lad holes in the floorboard, dooi
ied on with beautiful red twine, gas
ank which occasionally leaked, and
oearings that often burned out. Let
js make a great big wish that soon
Dallas’s prestige will be returned to
lim through the ownership of anothei
car. Of course, it will never take the
place of the old one, but a 1948 Ply
nouth would be accepted as a reason
able substitute.
Eeryone seems to be so excited
about the coming of spring, but I’ll
bet they wouldn’t be if they lived in
Ladies’ Hall. One never thinks aboui
the pain and misery that a beautiful
spring can cause—but the inmates oi
Ladies’ Hall know. It all starts like
this: when spring comes, more people
are likely to fall in love, and when
the girls in this dormijtory fall in
love, they have to sing. This is all
fine and good—IF they can sing. At
the present time, we are unfortunate
enough to have several who can’t sing
but who insist on singing anyhow. 1
wifih someone would tell us just what
,ve can do about it, and we sure will
try it. Now, do you see what trouble
1 little ‘ole spring-time can cause?
With the starting of baseball and
spring football (practices, the dailj
/igil of the girls from their dormitor}
vindov.’s has started. The girls might
as well install their watching hour:
just as a doctor has office hours, say
from 2:00 until 5:00. Anybody doubt
ing the above statement may verifj
same by glancing at the girls’ dorm
itory windows duirng the above hours
This new quarter has brought manj
new faces and personalities to our
campus, and I would like to welcomc
?ach and every one of them. You’D
find plenty around campus to fusE
about and you’ll fuss, but like- the
rest of us, you will soon get accus
tomed to it and you’ll hate to leave
By Ted Parker
With the coming of warmer days
and nights and the turrning of a
young man’s fancy and all that poetic
sort of thing, the campus seems to
acquire a certain aura of secrecy.
One is inclined to keep his amorous
escapades more to himself than for
merly, thereby making it even more
difficult for the struggling columnist
to eke out a number of choice and
juicy morsels for his avid public.
Well, just keep it up, and you won’t
know what part of this column is
fact or what part pure fabrication.
The newest addition to the caval
cade of “wheels” here is that mechan
ical marvel which runs under the
joint ownership of Floyd Boyce, Hink
Ward, and Jack Burch. Aside from
the fact that it often has a tendency
to run only in reverse, the three part
ners vow that it is a running son of
an engine. The auto is, definitely,
what Carl White would ball a “cat’s”
car. With a dead-white body and con
trasting soot-black hood and fenders
it is pleasing to the eye and titillating
to the esthetic sense. In speaking
about the aforementioned auto, John
Taylor claims he is due a fifth inter
est in it as payment for labor expend
ed in pushing it from garage to ga’-
age in search of a mechanic who
would work on it.
There is a movement afoot to 1
a Lonely Haarts club here at Elon.
as a result of the failure of some of
the (if you’ll pardon the expression)
fair sex to return for this sesion. Lou
Savini and Jack Andrews are wear
ing a rut in the road to Hight Point
inquest of their loves, but it’s a rathe •
far journey for Ed Ellis, and we
haven’t received the latest communi
que on his methods of procedure
for the relief of an aching heart.
Comes the spring social season with
numerous banquets and dances on the
agenda. Get out that old tux or rent
one, for you never know when you'll
be invited to attend.
In the world of music we note that
Chink Spivey is still working o” '
radio in quest of perfection. It is
known for a fact that Chink has tom
his music box apart and rebuilt it
so many times that when he wants it
back together again, he merely
pounds on the table on which the
components lie, and the parts junn
to attention and slide into their res
pective places of their own volition.
From the realm of Vet’s Court
comes the pleasant news of impendin?
blessed events. Blessed is the man
who has an heir to carry on the name
Good luck, Phil Gearing and Sylvan
Ruth. May all concerned have an eajy
time of it, and for the sake of the
preening paters, may the offspring be
male.
(Continued on ‘Page Four)
It kinda’ grows on you, whether you
want it to or not. We also miss the
many students who did not return this
quarter and hope that they will miss
us too.
With this, I feel that I shall have
to end the most unnewsy column I
have ever written. But first I would
like to warn the new readers that it
is not always this bad. A week is a
pretty short time to find out anv di' t
about a bunch of new students. Pretty
poor excuse isn’t it?