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Saturday, November 1, 1930.
Published Weekly by the Student
Body of Salem College
$2.00 a Year 10c a Copy
Editor-in-Chief Edith Kirklam
Managing Editor Daisy Lee Carsoi
Associate Editor Sara Grave;
Associate Editor Kitty Moon
Feature Editor Anna Prestor
Local Editor Lucy Curri
Local Editor Agnes Taton Pollock
Local Editor Eleanor Idol
Music Editor Millicent Ward
Poetry Editor Margaret Richardson
Cartoon Editor..Mary Elizabeth Holcomb
Reporter Marian Caldwell
Business Manager Mary Noi
Advertising Mgr. Mary Alice Beaman
Asst. Adv. Mgr. Edith Leake
Asst. Adv. Mgr Frances Caldwell
Asst. Adv. Mgr Emily Mi
Asst. Adv. Mgr Nancy Fulton
Asst. Adv. Mgr Ann Mei
Asst. Ad. Mgr. ..Elizabeth McClaugherty
Asst. Adv. j1 I Brinkley
Asst. Adv. Mirr J^aisy Li
Circulation Manairer iyl.riha Da^
Asst. Cir. Mgr Margaret Johnson
Asst. Circulation Mgr Grace Brown
Blessed are they who have
1jh#i gift of making friend.s,
for it is one of God’s best
gifts. It involves many things,
but, above all, the pow'er of
going out of one’s self, and
seeing and appreciating what
ever is noble and lovijig in an-
us, give us the man who
t his work!
Be his oe-
n what it i
nay, he is
to any of
silent sullenness. Hi
-he will do
I came to offer thee a flower
but thou must have all my gardci
It is thine.
The picture—a memory of light
treasured by the shadow.
Let the evening forgive the mi
takes of the day
and thus win peace for herself.
. CORNER IN VERSE
1 tried to love your mountains
With their higli and sunlit summits.
Their low w'hite clouds that broke
.\gainst great granite scars;
Tlie sound of drowsy water
As it trickled to the'river,
The trees like index-fingers
Ever ))ointing to the stars.
The silver peace that lingered
In sheltered nooks, and cur
Beneath some vine-hung tree,
15iit I could smell the tang of salt
Where great blue waves were break
And in my ears I ever heard
The s.'ind-dunes calling me.
- John Richard Moreland
1 do not know what word
It was you spoke—
1 only know that when I heard
Something- within me broke.
All 1 could hear was tbe wild dirge
Of winds that went with deafening
And mingled with the angry surgc
Of w’aves upon an ancient shore.
And, tossed on heai
I never knew
What word of yf
.\Iy lieart and stabbed
Tlie woods have their seert
Silent as moonlighfe-lying
On the chill marble of a Venetian
Tlic winter, stripping the woods of
their slieltering leaves.
, 1 felt a rude
And crept away, treading softly oi
the soft pine-needles.
/ Hinton JA-itch.
The tree bears
ts thousand years,
[lajestic moment. ^
Day offers to the silence of sta
his. golden lute to be tuned
for the endless life.
Faith is the bird that feels the light
and sings when the dawn is still
The stars of night are to me
the memori.als of my day’s faded
in the reaching of
True end is ni
but in a completion which
My last salutations are to them
who knew me imperfect and loved
I think that I can truly say b
That I am glad
For all the sorrow 1 have had.
1 came upon one weeping by the
And I had words to say .
To comfort her, because I, too, had
In the Realms of Gold
“Much have I traveled in the realms of gold."
If Keats, much traveled “in the realms of gold,” had only a
week-end of respite from the eternal urge of imposed tasks, which
road would he take.^ Over what sea would he adventure? Vain
speculation! But whither shall we sail.?
Shall it be over a glittering sea of brilliant paradoxes with
Gilbert Chesterton for a guide? Wliat a companion would be the
merry, fat Chesterton with his Ariel wit and his Falstaff chin!
Shall we be alternately stimulated to thought and laughter as
w’c consider with him All Things Considered? Or would we
prefer a new' shiver to an intelligent chortle? If so Chesterton
can still be our guide. The Innocence of Father Brown is a col
lection of detective stories with amazing solutions—and amazing
combinations of merriment and horror. Imagine, for instance, a
tale w'hich begins with the entrance of a pert young man into a
cook-sho]) saying to thci waitress, “I want, please, one half penny
bun and a small cup of black coffee. Also, I want you to marry
me. and ends with the solution of a baffling murder!
But murder may not be to our taste. We should rather ex
plore the past and dig up some racy facts about a picturesque
queen or two. That being true, Fore.ster’s Josephine will satisfy
our longing, and take ui>' into faraway realms. As I’orester says:
“Wild romance, fierce self-seeking, passionate love and unlovely
jiassion, millions of francs at stake, thrones going begging—there
is compressed into this brief period all material for countless
No We would go further afield. We would travel into space.
Die swirl of countless suns, tlie evolution of stars, speculation
concerning life in distant solar system would engage us. Out into
space we may project our minds through the medium of Sir
h'rancis Younghusband’s Life in the Stars.
Or would we travel more mundanely? If so, there is Edna
lerbers ('imarrnn which will taki^ us into the romantic West where
there are smiling cowboys who can mount a horse in a twinkle
of magic and ride off toward the blue horizon.
when and where
Chesterton, G. K.—All Things Considered.
Chesterton, G. K.—The Innocence of Father Brown.
Forester, C. S.—Josephine, Napoleon’s Empress.
Younghusband, Francis—I.ife in the Stars.
1 know that I am j
Awhile with me
For thru’ it I learned sympathy
With every fellow mortal, hurt, dis
Who prayed as I have pra^'cd
For quick release, and tlu'n lias
turned to wish
The answer that will come, though
sooner or later.
d )>ain might work
reward, some lasting
Some ultimate reward, si
I did not dream it could,
But now I know that only thru’
Can we reach out and touch Life’s
OF INTEREST TO
Books! As colorful as Autumn
maples! Dres.sed in vivid, incom
prehensible jackets of twentieth cen
tury design—stamped with titles,
mysterious and alluring. The odor
of fresli printer’s ink, the spotless
pages, a thrill of curiosity—who
doesn’t notice these things about a
A cosy fire-lit room, where the
shadows of the flames leap up across
the ceiling, and the sharpness of the
twilight is lost in the pulsating
glow. Old books—leather bound,
finger marked—like old compai
—crow'ding the stillness and the
shadows with tlicir tales of long
What a lot there is to books. .
and yet, how often we lay one aside
—dis.appointed and perhaps
disgusted, because it hasn’t brought
to us what we desired. It lacks the
(lower of satisfaction because the
life portrayed has not been real,
the characters stiff and artificial,
the whole subject is at variance with
our mood and expetat-’uns.
Why W’aste valuable time in read
ing a book which doesn’t measure up
to your standards for pleasureable,
enlightening reading! I.et those
who have explored the sheh'e;
literature help you in your selection
so th.at you will know what to ex
pect when you begin your reading.
Each week in the librarj' there will
be special books placed in a section
known as the Week Fnd Travels\
which books which have been pre
viously reviewed in the Salemite
will be placed for your enjoyment.
Wateli the Salemite — read the
“M;in with a bill? Don’t I
CJeorge; don’t be absurd n
Marion Hadley (having picture
taken): “Have I the pleasant ex-
Mr. Matthews: “Perfectly. .lust
Marion: “Then snap it quick. It
hurts my face.”
STUDENTS ENJOY TALK
BY MR. FRANKLIN
(Continued from Page 1.)
tory of the country has there been
a crisis in w'liieh the mountain people
have nob taken prominent part, and
out of their ranks have come some
of the greatest men the nation has
evcrj' known, Abraham Lincoln,
•lames K. Polk, Andrew Johnson
and many others. The tragedy lies
in the hundreds of others that
shut back in the hollows without
o])portunity to develop their talents.
When he came of age, Mr. Frank
lin sold all liis possession.s—a cow,
a pig, and two chieken.s—took his
horsehair trunk on his back, and
set out for Berea. Here they placed
him in the fourth grade, because
there wasn’t any lower, and he be
gan his education as a gawky giant
towering above the children
twelve and less. In his spare time
he worked on the farm for seven
cents an hour, and tliroughout all
the years he never borrowed or ac-
cc])tcd help from any one but God.
In ten years he had worked his way
through grammar school, high school,
college, and seminary..
Then as a minister of the Gospel,
,\Ir. Franklin went back to the moun
tain jieople of his birth, afire with
ambition to help other boys and girls
to obtain an education. He beg£
traveling about, asking people for all
the old clothes and posessions they
could not use. These they sold to
the mountain people, and with the
money, they built up a school which
consists today of fourteen modern
buildings, thirty Christian teachers
and workers, and accomodating five
hundred and twenty students. This
remarkable plant is still run on the
))roceeds from the sale of old clothes
sent in by people all over the land.
The problem is not to find a market
for the clothes, but to find clothes
enough for its market, for anything
can be sold. The profits from the.se
sales varies anywhere from $10,000
to $18,000 a year. Mr. Franklin
closed with the statement that he
r begged for money, but that
they were always in a receptive
)od, and fifty dollars would edu-
te a mountain boy or girl for a
ar. Would not the girls of Salem
the midst of all their luxuries and
opportunities remember the boys and
girls shut back in the hollows and
coves of the mountains?
Two centuries ago the American
Colonies revolted and fought a war
to abolish the British plan of “Tax
ation Without Representation.” Now
in this present time of mid-semester
e.xaminations, the students of Salem
College are on the verge of a revo
lution which will rival the Ameri
can Revolution in importance, espe
cially in the History of Education.
This war is to be waged against the
ancient Custom of “Examination
Without Su..cient Information.”
The Anti-Examination Committee
of Salem has drawn up a Constitu
tion, which is practically completed
and which it has properly termed
the “Declaration of Student Inde
The main feature of this “Bill of
DECLARATION OF STUDENTS’
Section 1. All semester and mid-
semester tests are to be abolished
Section 1. The cut .system of Sa
lem College, from henceforth shall
be thus: Those students averaging
I', D, or C on their Academic work
will be entiJed to eight cuts per
semester, while those students who
average A rr B plus are proliibited
from enjoying cuts of any kind.
The Committee deemed this pro
vision wise, because a system based
on these principles will tend to abol
ish any form of studious pursuit—a
custom which is a menace to a Stud
Section L Students may arise
when, where and for what reason
they do so choose, to ari.se.
Section 2. Students must be
awakened gently by a maid. All
alarm clocks and warning bells are
strictly forbidden by legislation.
Section 3. Each student after a
leisurely bath, which has been drawn
before her awakening, is to partake
of an especially prepared breakfast,
with a vassal in attendance. This
vassal must come from the former
Royalist class, namely a member of
the down-trodden Faculty Party.
Section 1. Tliere is to be no re
quired class attendance.
Section 2. Students are to notify
the Instructor, who has now been
reduced to the former state of the
student, that of meekness and in
significance, when and wliere they
desired to have a class.
Section 3. Instructors must at
all times comply with the wishes of
Secton 1. There are to be unlim
ited week ends, which extend for an
indefinite length of time.
Sction 2. Tcachers must petition
students before they can give any
tests, assignments or outside read
Section 3. Students may set the
length of the assignment and the
grade to be received on said assign-
.Section L Students may attend
any dance, night club or “Speak-
Easy” they wish.
Students may return at what time
and in what condition they choose.
As yet the Constitution has not
been completed, however the entire
student body, a,s well as the fright-
ned faculty members ar anxiously
awaiting the publication and its pre
sentation to the President of the Col
lege. The attitude with which the
President accepts this Constitution
is to determine the action of the
.seething mob of Revolutionists. But
alas! There is one thing too cer-
“Revolutions may come; Revolu
tions may go! But Examinations go