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THE GUILFORDIAN
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Pass the Razzberries
Guilford is traditionally a friendly college. Yet at games we se
n spirit manifested that is anything but friendly. The referee lia
absolute power to call a game and we have 110 right to boo or yell a
him when he makes a mistake in the other team's favor, lie probabl;
has given and will give lis the so-called breaks.
Witness the High Point game: we were so hostile and governei
by the mob spirit that the referee was forced to ask co-operation. We
the student body, apologize for the student who seemed to be unabl
to reason for himself. We should be courteous and considerate t
the visiting teams and their supporters. At other schools we ar
treated as guests and given guest consideration.
Upon entering college we are supposed to take on a dignity ant
control of action which is sadly lacking in some of our students. Thi
year seems to bring forth a worse spirit than ever before. "Sehoo
spirit" does not include hatred of opponents, but means supportini
the team and playing a clean game.
People judge Guilford by the students. Therefore, we should tak
steps immediately to do away with this high school rudeness befor
we build up a reputation harmful to the college interests. C. W. F
Can You Take It?
Word recently reached us (indirectly) from a prominent sourc
to the effect that the faculty had voted down a proposal to extend th
women's curfew a half-hour each night. The general attitude wa
that 10 o'clock was "none too early for growing girls."
We feel certain that this action would never have been taken i
those speaking on the matter had really understood what it was the,
were doing. And for that reason, we throw down the following gage
We challenge the faculty to set some absurdly early hour (II
o'clock has official sanction) for the termination of their day's activity
to abide faithfully by that limit for one week, dropping everything, i
necessary, in order to get in on time; and, after that, to state honestlj
that they believe the present limitation on the women of the college i:
equitable. M. A.
Soup's On
There are on campus two schools of eaters and two dining halls it
which these two theories are maintained. The two schools of eaters ar
composed of those who do not know how because of lack of trainiiij
and those who refuse to put what they know to be correct into practice
These two theories of eating are responsible for the "immigran
clutch," "the bread mop," and the "gurgling coffee drinker." Anc
the two dining halls—one for example should be called the stoker:
club for country lassies and the second has this appropriate and ex
pressive ditty for it's motif:
"Pour the water and pass the bread,
Get that done while prayers are said."
If the true love resides in the former grouping we suggest thai
you take her out to dinner before you entertain ideas about taking the
fatal step. If the boy friend acts embarrassed and awkward while
eating his frugal meal in the college dining hall what (if he should
ever go there) would lie do at the Ritz-Carlton ?
This institution for the past hundred years has maintained a high
academic standing but judging from the conduct 011 display in the
dining halls it would he impossible to come to this conclusion. Must we
continue to eat like mad medieval creatures? If the answer be negative
why do we continue this "rush and eat act" in spite of lectures by
the faculty and annual proddings from this column? Change will be
possible when the group becomes conscious enough to register disap
proval. Then and not until then will the breaking of the bread become
a civilized and enjoyable process. 11. N.
We Eat to Live?
Are we not chiefly eaters and sleepers? In spite of the ceaseless
fall of rain and the mud behind Cox Hall, we dully go through the
schedule of three meals a day and a bed at night. Of course we can
rdd the excitement of going to town, going to a basketball game, or
even studying, but is there really much more than this process of food
getting and bed-going that we get out of college life?
Surely there must he something to this going to college business or
it wouldn't have lasted so long. And yet, if the food is bad one elay
or if our sleep is disturbed one night it seems to make a great deal more
difference to us than the fact that Child Labor is a sanctioned thing
in North Carolina or that at any time we may be fighting some otliei
nation with all the men and gas bombs that can be mustered for
destruction.
Perhaps we come to college to learn how to integrate our eating
and sleeping in order that we may more adequately perform a task
However this task seems to be only a process of earning money se
that one may "mange la pain" and "se eouehe."
Let us hope that in this mine of information with which we are
daily associated we may learn that there is a beauty anel meaning ir
life which is not primarily interested in "feeding the face." C. P.
THE GUILFORDIAN
OPEN FORUM
Dear Editor:
Back in the days before the war, in
the year 1907, I remember that Joe
Cannon—"Czar" Cannon he waS" called
then—came to Guilford college to one
of the big "blow-outs" they had at
Founders hall. After dinner Joe gets
up and makes a dive for the front
porch, and there, to the amazement of
the Quakers at large, he lights a big i
eigar. One of the wives of the faculty
members rushes up to say that she
"begs his pardon, but the vile weed is
not smoked on this campus." "Czar" ,
Cannon was very much chagrined, but
I throw away the long "duck." It is said
that Dr. Hobbs, the president of the
institution, apologized to Joe Cannon, ,
and some say that Joe Cannon apolo- ,
gized to Dr. Hobbs.
Sincerely,
Your Aunt Margaret.
Dear Editor:
Doubtless with the advent of the se
mester grades, the delinquent student
body of Guilford College has heard
many unjust criticisms about that which
I, as well as other competent observers,
deem the most magnificent virtue that
could beset a modernized civilization.
Loafing, defined as Purposeless Activity,
is an integral part of every society.
Mind you, I do not mean "doing noth
ing," but "loafing."
What may be the purpose of listening
to jazz or to the incoherent babblings
of some benighted orator when we could
be occupying our minds in doing some
thing without purpose? Goethe was
probably the greatest loafer in "der
ganze Welt," yet he got farther in the
realm of the noted than did the dead
John Doe, whose psychosomatic char
acter was always leading his weary mind
into the paths of religious and mental
conflicts. Teleologically we should strive
forward; sanely and spiritually we
should loaf, for even the Sophists be
lieved that man was the measure of all
things. Therefore who is there to pass
judgment on our time and motion when
even our most learned professors have
not explained a Philosophical Absolute.
' Religiously we should worship and in
like manner we should loaf. The trou
ble with the world is too much pur
pose—nothing seems to be a purpose
in itself. Why did a Schiller write
beautiful poetry? Why did a Mozart
die a pauper's death? Was there "pur
pose" in it at all? It was without pur
. pose; it was an end in itself. We would
have less war and more peace if we all
stopped two hours a day to play poker,
, work jig-saw puzzles, or play tiddle
dee-winks, in stead of trying to find a
f purpose for this huge edifice of scien
tific knowledge that is sometimes too
thin to plow and too thick to drink.
Sincerely,
' Henry Nau.
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RIPPED AT RANDOM
Some definitions:
Taxi: The longest distance between
two points.
Petting: A waist effort.
1 Rigid Economy: A dead Scotch
. man.
r Worry: Interest paid on trouble be
fore it comes due.
j Pedestrian: A man whose daughter
I is home from college.— Quaker Campus.
5 BAA! BAA! Black sheep
Have you any wool?
Sure, what did you think I had,
Feathers?
—L. A. ./. C.
I sit alone In the twilight
Forsaken by God and man
And murmur over and over,
I'll never eat onion again.
—Rocky Mountain Collegian.
i
Frosh: "I got in trouble with the
l professor this morning."
Froshness: "llow come?"
Frosh: "He said that all questions
could be answered with yes or no, and
1 asked if anyone could give liim one
. that couldn't. I asked him if he
, had stopped drinking."
ADVICE TO LOVERS
Don't let a kiss fool you, and don't
let si fool kiss you.— Lcnoir-llhyncan.
5 SAYINGS OF THE GREAT
i Adam: It's a great lil'e if you don't
, weaken.
Plutarch: I'm sorry that I have no
more lives to give to my country.
Samson: I'm strong for you, kid.
• Jonah: You can't keep a good man
7 down.
3 Cleopatra: You're an easy Mark An
j thony.
P David: The bigger they are the
harder they fall.
r Helen of Troy: So this is Paris.
Columbus: I don't know where I'm
I going, but I'm on my way.
Solomon : I love the ladies.
0 Nero: Keep the home fires burning.
Noah: It floats!
Miethusalah: The first hundred years
e are the hardest.
II Queen Elizabeth to Sir Walter Ra
leigh: Keep your shirt on.— Dc Paula.
"YL
All deleterious deletion. I lifted up
mine eyes to the pi from whence Com
eth mine column and it was not.
With delectation we continue: The
ever humble New Gardenettes seem to
have been learning what makes the
world go 'round and DOUBLE in its in
terest. Suffice it to say that two of
our still ever humble New Gardenettes
caught the real Old Quaker a few nights
. . . er, we mean eons ago . . . and ex
pressed much elation over the discovery.
FLASH! The Campus Civic Interest
j Committee warns all Guilfordians to
watch for a dangerous vampire recently
reported on campus. Already a wan
| dering New Northerner, trapped in the
Biology lab, has fallen into the clutches
of this creature, only to succumb after
the loss of only some 10 c.c. of blood.
B-e-e-ware!
During the late holidays one of the
charms and chief attractions of Foun
ders hall did some high stepping in the
most exclusive portals of Brown Uni
versity. We are always glad to see
our little girls make good in the big bad
world. More power to her!
The fact that he was Justa Blare
Shadow did not prevent him from
descending to the quintessence of
Umbrian shades. And imbibe of
nectar.
Sucha Shadowy Shaperone!
Could Illman be a stool pigeon or
milk maid er man?
Recently Mrs. Milner's little five foot
fourteen inch has reverted from Bull-
Shooting to Bulla swinging. We have
our eyes on him tonight. So has Brok
en Hearted B Maybe a Yankee
Alas that we should return for Sun
day night supper only to find the din
ing hall sending to the GUILFORD
GRILL for it.
A recent Sunday there was much ado
about something. Some say she pulled
a Sharpe one. Was Barnes afraid she
would Louise her prestige? The fol
lowing Sunday visits to faculty homes
were resumed. Should Phyllis consider
the Cuban a Victory of etiquette? . . .
Grigg spirits of| Ammonia!!! Faint
heart never won fair lass. This is a
reversal of procedure. And then he
walks in with the sopranos.
Thell alias "Coty." Did you find the
stli question on the Econ. exam? Did
Suiter have a laugh? Are you asking
us? Some fish problem.
To conclude the sprawling fecundity
of our shiftless ingenuity we present a
pseudo-scientific extravaganza of the
fabulous workings of the "Lower Re
gions." Glancing at our credit hours,
they assume a remote semblance of cred
ibility. English 12 pardon us.
We are the slaves of the Chem. Lab.
We are they who toil in ceaseless
anguish
Beneath Mem. Hall
We are they who sleep not, eat not,
drink not, think not—
Save only in that festering fen
of fetid fumes.
We are the dead and the dying,
We are slaves of the man
Who sits upstairs at his desk,
with his little black book and pencil
Who shakes his head and says,
"No."
We be they who sit for nights uncounted
Watching the poised needle swing
rhythmically
Over the balance scale.
Who labor for days untold
With titrations and calculations
Until the mind goes blank and
the soul goes cold.
We are the slaves of the Chem. Lab.
EXALTATION
And this is exaltation.
To hike against a brittle wind,
To feel the clean cut joy of chilled
flesh,
To know the challenge of taut muscles,
To breathe the night until its stars
choke you and its clouds suffocate
you,
To hurl your dreams into the whirlpools
and eddies of the- atmosphere and
watch them being torn by ghosts
until they fall drunk and wilted at
your feet ....
Then to stoop and fling them back
again.
J SYKES FLORIST GO.
1 PHONE 5131
First Centennial
1837-1937
George N. Hartley, who was principal
of New Garden Boarding School from
1871-1879, is one of the persons who
plan to return to the centennial cele
bration. He is 02 years old and is the
only principal of the boarding school
who has lived to see Guilford celebrate
her 100 th birthday. His memories of
New Garden are especially significant,
and the following details are presented
from letters he has written to Dorothy
L. Gilbert concerning the "great depres
sion" of 1874 and the return to pros
perity which took place before he left
the school.
In 1871 the trustees of New Garden
Boarding School authorized J. E. Cox
and his son-in-law, Ezra Meader, the
latter a teacher, to operate the school.
These two gentlemen made a request
of Joseph Moore, president of Earlham
College at that time, to recommend a
principal for the institution. Upon his
recommendation, George N. Hartley, a
graduate of that year, came to New
Garden to fill the position. Under this
able man the school passed out of a
period of depression into a period of
growth and prosperity.
In 1873 Ezra Meador and two women
students died with measles and com
plications. Not long afterward an em
ployee's wife died, and early in 1874
two women employed in the laundry
died of typhoid fever. The deaths of
these six persons caused a report to bo
circulated that unsanitary conditions
prevailed. About this same time "Uncle"
Jonathan and "Aunt" Lizzie Cox re
signed as superintendent and matron.
The trustees offered the position of
managing the school to Mr. and Mrs.
Hartley, who agreed to accept it pro
vided that the trustees acted as coun
selors. At this time a report was cir
culated that tho school would close at
the half, and many prospective stu
dents went to other places. The en
rollment dropped below its usual level
and the situation was not hopeful.
With grim determination George and
Ella Hartley went about their task of
bringing the school back to its former
standards. Outside appearances and
sanitary conditions were first attended
to. A 35-year-old chip pile back of
Founders hall was burned, trees were
trimmed, stumps were removed, cellars
were cleaned, a new fence was built,
and whitewash was used wherever need
ed. Most of the work was done by the
students and the principal, who re
warded them with watermelon feasts
and a bonfire.
Instead of the debt the Yearly Meet
ing was expecting in 1874, George Hart
ley cleared $450 by his efficient man
agement.
Very healthy conditions prevailed,
and ?nly once in four years was the
service of a doctor required. The school
raised much of its own foodstuff, and
such produce as berries and fruit was
accepted on tuition.
In 1875, Lewis Lyndon Hobbs, then
a senior at Haverford college, who lived
near New Garden, became a close friend
of George Hartley, who urged him to
accept a position as assistant teacher
upon his graduation. In 1876 Lewis
Lyndon Ilobbs, who later became prin
cipal of New Garden Boarding School
and president of Guilford college, as
sumed his new duties. For the next
two years he worked hand in hand with
George Hartley in building up the pres
tige of the school.
George Hartley writes, "I consider
my stay in New Garden Boarding
School as one of the great bright spots
of my life."
"I have written this, all from mem
ory, that all may know how the school
went down into a very deep depression
and how it rose again to greater heights
and is shining ever brighter at time
passes on. . . ."
"With the most pleasant memories of
the Southland and my many friends
there, I hope sincerely for the advance
ment and the success of Guilford col
lege."
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STUDENT SONG
Time brings joy,
And time brings sorrow,
Here today,
And gone tomorrow.
Fol-de-rol-de-rol —
Student life is quite exciting,
Books and co-eds so inviting,
Tra-lee-la-la-la.
Burn tlio midnight oil unceasing,
Time we hear is ever fleeting.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah I .
When my student days are over
I'll lie crammed, like pigs in clover,
With the latest information,
On the status of the nation,
Then I'll take my student lamp
To the Conservation camp.
C—C—C—C—C!
(Russell Pope)
DESIRE
Let me be
Hut passing laughter,
Lift of song
Swift-moving water:
Crescent light
On a new-moon night,
Touch of green
In the waking spring:
Nectar of
A May-bright flower
Within your wonder
For an hour.
GIFT
I have brought you a red leaf
1 meant to bring the tall trees I saw
Standing above a maze of dusky-purple
brush
Flaming, scarlet
Under the greying sky;
The flock of birds (lipping and rising
In the magic air—
But I last the words
To tell you
Under a pine tree
Where the wind snng.
Empathy
A day all blue
Sea and sky
White clouds
And white seafoam.
Black rocks
Against the rim
Of the world.
And you
Your brown slim feet
Buried in the clean sand
Your arms bugging your knees close
Your eyes, warm, golden
Filled with splinters of yellow light;
Watching the whitecaps
Break and form—
A sail on the blue curve of the sky.
Was the world set in a matrix
Whose scintillating beauty
Cut your heart?
No answering eyes
No quickening hand
in your own?
Did you seek to hold naked beauty
In your hand for an hour?
It can only leave you
Torn and bleeding;
It Is too large for your possession;
Too strong for the human heart to hold
Without breaking:
Leave it my loved child
Let it not wound you.
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