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Motto—“Sail on, Salem’’
VOLUME I. WINSTON-SALEM, N. C., NOV. 25, 1920. NUMBER 2.
Hundreds of Salem Girls Ready For Thanksgiving;
Some of Them Will Root, While Others Will Play
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M ake yours the winning clas S
The Thanksgiving games attract
more than the usual amount of in
terest this year for the reason that
the four doughty teams are exceed
ingly well matched. No one can pos
sibly predict who the winner will be.
It can be truthfully said that each
team has practised faithfully—their
excellent team work can be observed.
Each team has a valiant class to sup
port it, which is half the fight. Which
ever the winning team may be, it will
have fought a hard battle and richly
deserved the cup.
The line-up of the teams is as
Forwards—M. Darden, E. Smith, 0.
Jumping Center—E. G. Harding.
Side Center—H. Ross, M. Michal
Guards—H. Streett, F. Roberts.
Forwards—M. Parrish, L. Cooke, S.
Jumping Center—M. Matheson.
Side Center—G. Coble, M. M. Rob
Guards—M. S. Parker, N. S. Gill, H.
Forwards—E. Griffin, A. Rulfs, J.
Jumping Center—E. G. Moore.
Side Center—J. Shaffner, E. Zach
Guards—M. Chinnis, M. Warren, B.
Forwards—E. ’Alcocke, B. Holt, M.
Jumping Center—B. Chandler.
Side Center—M. Russell, J. Brown
Guards—M. Bissinger, D. Daniel,
M. Smith (sub.)
THANKSGIVING AT SALEM
Thanksgiving at Salem is “The
Day” of the fall term. It is the only
holiday from the opening of school
Until we are dismissed for the Christ-
n^as holidays—so it is the most event
ful, most thrilling, most inspiring
jingle day of the entire year. The
ffForts of months of preparation cul
minate in the various spectacular ac
tivities of Thanksgiving Day.
The program of the model Thanks
giving Day at Salem never has to be
considered from year to year; it is al
ways the same'(for the simple reason
that it cannot be improved upon). It
always involves the same course of
events which are deemed fundamental
for this occasion by all Salem girls,
but at the same time i s always
seasoned with a sufficient number of
invigorating surprises to prevent the
schedule from ever becoming mono
There is always the Thanksgiving
service in the Moravian Church in the
morning, which truly interprets the
spirit of Thanksgiving.
At two-thirty p.m. the four class
basket ball teams march on the field
amid the clamor of horns and drums
and roars of cheers from scores of
intense spectators seated on the hill
side adjacent to the field.
After this formal entrance of the
players the underclassmen retire,
leaving the juniors and seniors on the
field to struggle first for the silver
cup—the symbol of class champion
ship. Thus the inter-class basket ball
tournament is begun.
At the end of fifteen minutes the
freshmen and sophomores take the
places of their sister classes on the
field and the combat again ensues.
The third round is a struggle be
tween the winners in the two preced
ing games. During this period the
breathless spectators are speechless
one minute, and hysterical the next.
Behold time is called! The great
games which each college girl has had
some part in preparing, are over.
The next feature on the schedule
for the day is the long-anticipated
banquet held in the dining room at
six-thirty. The honorees at this ban
quet are the four teams—who have
the special privilege of lining up in
Main Hall and marching into the din
ing room by way of the Academy din
ing room and seating themselves at
the long center table decorated and ar
ranged especially for them. At the
head of this table presides the toast
master, Dr. Rondthaler; at the foot,
the director of Physical Education.
The same spirit displayed on the
court is always enthusiastically re
sumed in speeches, songs, and yells
during the banquet. At the conclu
sion of the convivial repast the hilar
ious assembly adjourns to the library
to conclude the day’s festivities in a
spirited grand march and dance.
Thus ends a typical Thanksgiving
Where Shall It Go After
What is that indefinable something
that is very much in evidence just
now, but so hard to possess when we
most need it ? Cure and it’s our
old friend Pep. That’s what it is that
makes us sing these songs, yell like
savages, wave our colors and work at
our play today. In short. Pep puts
the joy into living on this occasion.
What kind of a quality is this Pep ?
It is a leader, for where Pep is we all
must be forthwith, and surely it is a
follower. Pep will follow any good
and progressive enterprise. But would
it not be even more appropriate as a
(Yes, the moral is right here; we
won’t disguise it.)
If each Salem girl in every class, on
every day through the year would
keep with her the embodiment of Pep;
well, it wouldn’t be the same place,
would it? If every organization at
Salem could feel that Pep was pres
ent in all its members, couldn’t we
put across a whole multiplication of
our table of plans! I ask it of every
officer, of every member. Let’s hold
to our Thanksgiving Pep, revise and
Your eyes are on those two teams,
the twelve in whose efficiency great
hopes are placed. Athletic, earnest,
eager, they appear. Certainly great
is their honor, but not greater than
they deserve. Now, look just in front
of each cheering, waving class. There
sit four more athletes, fit, grave, and
tense. These are the subs. For
months they too have practised,
trained, worked, and now unless some
acident befall, they have not the
chance to prove through action their
devotion. Little honor is theirs;
tough is their luck. Yes, tougher
than you know, but are they jealous,
bitter, do they grudge the Star her
honors? No, for such feelings would
make a sub a traitor to her class. She
will glory at victory or grin in defeat
just the same. All honor to the sub—
she has done her best and we can’t do
“THE OLD ORDER PASSETH”
We conceive it an editorial preroga
tive to interpret the news of the day,
yes, even though we have to draw on
past experience with Salem Thanks
givings in order to exercise our
Now, as to the matter of music at
the annual Thanksgiving banquet: It
has been our custom, heretofore to
proceed menu wise from grapefruit
cocktails to after dinner coffee to the
varying tunes of, “I Love you Tru-
oo-oo-ly”, “Sing Me to Sleep”, “Just
Awearin’ for You”, “Oh, Promise Me,
etc.” The paid orchestra and our
Thanksgiving turkeys had points in
common; they were inevitable and ex
pensive; but their appeal was dif
ferent. Our sense of the etemal-fit-
ness of things admitted the turkeys,
but Salem, musical Salem, rebelled at
the tunes we ate them to.
“Why not a part of our own college
orchestra?” questioned someone with
a malignant case of Salem spirit.
“Well, why not?” chimed in the in
fected ones, “Why not?”
And so it is that in the editorial
column we boldly announce this item:
At the Thanksgiving banquet the
songs will be led by a small orchestra
composed of representatives of the
Salem College orchestra, as follows:
Violins—Miss Webb, Miss Paulina
Taylor, Miss Agnes Pfohl, Miss Laura
Viola—Miss de Barritt.
If you are skeptical and believe that
this is holiday rather than genuine
Salem spirit, come to chapel Friday
morning. There’s a surprise awaiting
YOUR SISTER CLASS
Salem Spirit is a complex matter,
as is shown clearly today. It is made
up of team spirit, class spirit, a spirit
of content and helpfulness, college
spirit, and all the rest. Not the least
of these is sister class spirit. Just
what does this mean? The wearing of
the colors of your sister class is not
the thing itself, it is only a manifes
tation of the spirit.
The idea of classes being “sisters”
is a beautiful one. It is a symbol of
the dear and deep friendship of a
younger girl and an older girl. Such
a tie exists between sister classes.
It is a thing to seek, cherish, and
honor. As we root for our sister class,
wear her colors, let us think of the
meaning of it all.