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Page Two THE GUILFORDIAN Kntered nt (I nil ford 'ollege, N. as second-class matter under the act of Con gress, August 24, 11)12. Published semi-monthly during the school year by the students of Guilford College. hdilor-in-Chief Tobey I.aitin Managing Editors Winifred KlUs, Belle 15ailey lousiness Manager Paul Pearson Editorial stuff Corinne I ield, Nancy Graves. Sporlx stuff Sol Kennedy. Fred Taylor. Paul Carruthers, Kudy Davis, lie en I .von. Frances .1: linson. Talniadge Neece. ItHxincss Stuff Mildred Pcgram, Sadie White, Arthur Johnson. I\t porters Shirley Wan l , John Ilobby, Hazel Key. Margaret Jones. Harbara Sprague, Hetty Wilson. Patricia Shoe maker. John Jernigan. Peggy Watson, Barbara Williams, Jean 11. Thomas. Virginia Asheraft, Thornti n Sparrow, Clans Victorias, Pal I.ockwi od, Sarah Gray, Until Hub, Caroline Prout. I'ieturex James Pat toil. Purnell Ken nedy, Kniory Culclasure. Fiiciiltjl I dri.scrs l>orolhy L. Gilh rt. William (>. Stiiler. Subscription price SI.OO per year 1941 Member 1942 Fhsociated Collo6ioio Press To G uil ford — Here's to a bunch of hoys who are tops. Here's to the hoys who may got licked lint go into 1 gfinie ami emne out fighting and are ready to do it again. And here's to the school that is behind them the school that's not worri 1 about the final scon -the score that the news papers print. Our score is something not so tangible as that. It is a story of a lighting spirit, of patience and faith and honest sweat. It is the story of the lioys who faced Klon : the hoys who, heavily outweighed, with the odds against them, fought hard and fairly and came out on top, as far as we are con cerned. Behind that story is a spirit that has hern here since Ouilford's days as New Harden boarding school, and one that will always remain' here despite superficial changes. It is something of the fighting spirit of the football squad. It is. indeed, akin to the (junker concept of the Inner Light. l''or to us, at Ouilford, it is the spirit that is important, not outward show. Material wen It h and vast acciimulat ions of stone and steel are not to be scorned, i> 111 they alone are of little value. Willi them must go the spirit that makes a school a place to live for four years, a place to remember for ever; with them must go the scholastic achievement and communal feeling which are after all the bases on which a school exists; with them must be the realization that materialism is to he put in its proper place- that there is plenty of room for blue jeans and hard work, and that this is the place for both. This then is Huilford -a warmth, a friendliness, a knowledge of the good things of life. It is a Huilford where we are glad for the boys to go into a gam and fight, and where we will light with them as long as they are in the game. We must show that v\ are truly iu pus m sion of that spirit. We must show that we are worthy ol its possession, h'or we hold in our hands a great privilege. We must not let the spirit which has made that privilege, sleep and dwindle in our keeping, so that in the future there w ill be less of Ouilford to offer to otli rs. We remember the stands iu Memorial stadium on Thanksgiving day. We remem ber the emptiness and the efforts of Hie Mine on Girls Girls can never change their natures; That is unite beyond their reach. (Mice a girl is born a lemon She ean never be a peach. Hut the law of compensiltioii- Tliat is what I like to preach. You can always squeeze a lemon. Hut just try to squeeze a peach. W Professor: "I forgot my umbrella this morn ing." Wife: "When did you realize yon had forgot ten it?" Professor: "Well. I missed it when 1 raised my hand to close ii after the rain stopped." -Penn Chronicle I think Hull I shall never see A column like un acorn tree: For. all hough both from lints arc horn. The tree has leaves. Hie column corn. The A111i11. • War never determines who is right -only who is lel'l. a Iter tips (inhered as tlie.v approached mine. .My whole frame trembled as I looked into her eyes. Her liody shook witli intensity us our lips met. and tier chili vibrated and my body shuddered us I held her to inc. The moral ol' this story is: Never kiss a girl iu a ttivver with I tie engine running. (junker Campus. • The restaurant advertised rapid service, but didn't give it. A patron gave an order, waited patiently, and fell asleep. Stic awoke to hear the waitress's voice, asking: "Did you order this sundae?" "tiracious." exclaimed Hetty Thoiies in dis may. "what day's I tiis?" The Tiger Ung • "llelio, who is this speaking?" "Wall." "Whitl ?" "Yes. Walt's my name." What?" "My name's John Watt." •Molin Wliut V" "Yes, you're rigllt: arc you Mr. Jones';" "No, I'm Knoll." "Listen, will you tell tne your name';" • I'm Knot t "Who are you';" "Will Knott." "Why not "No. not Why Knott. Will Knott." And so on. ail iiiliuitum. junker Campus. • IVi'tVi'l Kate She doesn't eat much. She's good looking. She doesn't eat much. She's a good dailcer. She doesn't eat nuicll. The Atpiin. 9 Healthy: "Don't you think sea travel is broad ening?" Seasick: "I'll say! It's bringing out tilings I never knew I had iu me." • "I'm knee deep iu love with you." "Alt right. I'll put you on lay wading list." Akron liiichlcliic. 9 C U.I.KfiK liAlil'Kli SIKH' Work done while you wait. The iuilfordiiin. I'.llT. tew who illll tided. We remember think ing tli.il there Was lighting on the field but there was not backing. And we fer vent ly hoped I lint ii was a I ie. THE GUILFORDIAN Oracle of Today SIMKIT OF (.I II IOKI) They nil,v- who. dreamless, sleep In n>iu:lilxiriii.u' Hold— "Lot us 1 iilll hero. I lore let us I Hl i 1 I . iod wills wi' luiild At Guilford.'* First a House for Mini Whom now wo know —in part A House for JI iin Whose 11;i11i enjdolics the world. Whose num. in concentric circles clear, lielts crystal space. And every rolling sphere. iut always. Man has said. "We would see God." And so. with lofty brow And fearless eye. Across the trembling midnight sky. He scanned the fleeing Pleiades. Vet over Time and Thought and Space. Toured from his own delirious heart Such Hood of golden tone. Such wistful art M" color and of line! lie fancied more than ever he could prove Vet sought to name it. Saying in each dilYereiit tongue. "It came from Love." To these and kindred thoughts We welcome you. From whatsoever soil you sprang. Of whatsoever women horn. Urn*, by I heir Hill, Wlin. in 11ri'iiinless sloop. Rest there in yonder Hold. I'llfotHTlvl Science Hicet s With poiisivo Ari. Ami hiils Iho Seeker Kind Iho Wholo. l' which nil Thought iiuil Tongues Arc hill iln- lessor part. Uopj'intcil from 'Within a ijuakor ( ill lege," hy Uussell I'upo. edited h.\ liorothy Lloyd (iilhorl. From the Files March S, I!Kss—The Guilford college (iloo cluh was organized Wednesday evening hy ;i 11 on thusiastic group of men. who unanimously elected Mis> I'.yi l ns director. ami oiitliuoil plans for the organization ;iml iis work. As plans stand at I his time the cluh will ho composed of a chorus ami orchestni, ;iml ;i feature depart ment. The cluh plans to schedule public? per formances in tin* communities of (inilt'ord and adjoining counties. The management is plan iiiug s MM* high class productions that will ho ready for presentation in May. October 20, 1915—Some hoy?* have recently organized a club in be known as tin- "(Juilford lVp Club.** The purpose of this cluh is to 1* M-lop n better organized cheering force, and in so doing t gel more pop into the games and develop more college spirit. Muy Ml. 1!MI —! am afraid I shall never give up my habit of late rising. Fur, alter a'l. is (line any advantage in getting up early? \ chicken obeys (lie atfage of "Karly to bed ami i ally to rise** all of bis life, and tinall> bis bead is cut ntV and he is made into a pie; while the owl. said to lie the wisest of birds, stays up all night, sleeps a'l day, lives to a ripe old age, and is never eaten. Octclnr I, l!)2!>—"The greatest blur in the .sunshine of our happiness is often the shadow of ourselves." It often makes for greater hap pin-ess if we. with strict honesty, regard our selves objectively, and study each desire, mo live and ambition set forth against the clear light of reason. To speak in the popular ver nacular. "diun kid yourself into believing that you are always right just because you are you: and don't blame somebody else if a shadow crosses your path— look closer, maybe it i your own." .March -I. l!)Hti—\ fearned seiiicr on bis graduation day was asked what lie had learned in the survey courses during his four-year stay lure. Bfe rendered this brilliant dissertation: (■eulogy In gco'ogy we studied all about everything except anything. Psychology Psychology is a crip course. Ml you have to do is irlicut two hours a day reading and one hour a day memorizing, ami you are bound to make ai least an l\ Xort inbir 1!) 11 POPPYCOCK By M.\XC\ (iItAVKS We Wonder: Who some of I hose strange people were at Hie Monogram dance. W. c. girls. no douht. Ah Me! Who I linl lovely won in 11 with Mr. Parsons really is. If Ilerhie I'em-sun is really engaged to a girl hack home. Whore all the stilus were at the Monogram (la nee. What we will get on that psych 'JI lest, anil what we pit 011 the history l!l test. It' it's wise to carry a torch for n girl that's ilyua mite. Why money is sitch an elusive thing. O Hoy Smith wonders why Virginia Chapiu stood liini np the night of November 241 li. O It certainly was good to sec Hetty l.ocke hack on campus. It nearly started a riot in Founders when she got there. Someone on a ipiiet Thanksgiving morn disrupted the dorm hy yelling, "Hetty Locke's here!" Then Cesca leaped from the shower to hath rolie scattering snail and towels the length of the hall. Hetty sang "Sleep. Holy Htihe" in choir practice in a way to make a lump iu your throat. O Hetty I'linn's lament: The life of a college I'i-cslunaii Is certainly mil the worst. I wish thai I were a fresluuau. Then I could leave chapel first. i-i 11l vain Dr. I'linloni H:IS Tl.ving HI get Mary Sowter In answer tier own (|iii'sliiin as to what rousts after trillion. "What is the word for four?" Silence. "What is ever) fourth year?" Came the (lawn! With a light in her eye and .joy iii her heart she shouted, "Leap Year!" O Mow sail! I low true! Teachers tin have sueli a liaril time (retting answers from their pupils. In geology class Claire I'otter and Tom I'urily, who happened to lie silling Ingot her. were caught slightly off guard when ".Miss I'otter, what per ei'iil of it is I here in air?" I'lnnk dismay! . . . murmur . . . "Ahn§| 7t'." "Almost. Miss I'ot ter. hut what is it exactly?" "7N'r." "That's tight. Anil now. Miss I'otter, what wis is that?" "I don't know, sir." (ioodaess. Tom, couldn't you he more explicit? O Hen Ktinkle has lieen ruiiit, and Ia schem ing fl■ 1II;11 e ! Yes, it's I rue ! I f you don't hclieve it, ask liini, or anyone else in Uestoration drama class. Mnisic. explain this to us. please. O I.I;III:I{ Dear Replngle: There is mere danger than meets tlie eye at W (. It you want to go there yourself, till light; hut don't lead any other of our virtuous young men astray. (•rim!) yours. I'liuaders Mali. O Alt Melville says we wronged 11 i 111 in the column last week, lie was not, lie states, recit ing his piece at the top of his hums. It's just that lie has a very deep bass voice that carries well. O TS;I I'TIIDM: N \, \ \I II ring II I Cov—it's life or death; You ask for Joe with hated hreath. The name is railed from tier to tier. Then relayed liarli—He isn't here. i mortimer i rtiiiier went I i choir last week and skated en lop of 11r wids head in lime to the i was standing oil harhara chirks shoulder she did not know it she moved when Hie picture was taken and i am blurred speaking of the chi.ir i wish deiiiurjhiii would either join the house of david or lie woiildnt i no longer know whether to look for a heard or not a heard when i am looking for detiitirjian hurricane is also having hair trouble i found hint walking to the harhor shop one day the next time i saw hiin his ears were lowered why do people cut their hair in winter the wind begins to blow i said as the wind lilew me into the depths of dr victorius cello (alii about jonah ami the whale i said to the cockroach who shared my late
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