Saturday, April 9, 1932.
Published Weekly by the Student
Body of Salem College
$2.00 a Year 10c a Copy
r-in-Chief Sarah G:
gmg hditor .. Mary Louise Micltey
iate Editor Margaret Jolinson
iatc Editor ___ Dorothy Ileidenreich
rc rdito, . Julia Mea
re Editor Beatrice Hyde
re Editor Susan Calder
Editor Elinor Piiillips
!/ Editor Martha H. Davis
Poetry Editor Isabella Hanson
Music Editor .
Mary Drew Dalton
Asst. Ad>v. Mm
Manager .. Mary Alice Beamun
Edith Claire Leake
!. Adv. Mgr.
Asst. Adv. Mar.
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Asst. Circ. Mgr. .
I ibelle Pollock
OYER THE EDGE OF
Did you ever have a feeling,
le of those days when
nade bad “breaks” and
have done everything clumsily,
that it is going to take so long
to learn how to play the game
of living that you will know
how just about by the time
you’re ready to die?
A few months ago I had one
of the greatest spiritual ad
ventures of mv life, for I stood
on the Great Wall of China,
whicli was built five hundred
years before Christ, and looked
up and up to where it seemed
to make flying leaps from
e V e r experienced has so
elianged my thinking about
;ime. It gives one something
of tlie perspective of God to
realize in such a way as this
how fragmentary and brief our
tiny lives are. Then, utnless
(iod is a mockery, how much
nuire to life there must be than
tliis liandful of experimental
The Cheerful Cherub preach-
L's a miniature sermon on im
mortality when he says;
“My days are full of blunders.
Oil, liow I’ve always yearned
To live one life for practice—
Another when I’ve learned !”
—From The Girl’s Every
This year’s Senior Ivy and Tree
Planting is surely an example of the
old maxim, “Try, try again.” The
weather seemed always to take on
a disagreeable mood whenever this
old traditional practice was planned,
but tliis week she put on her best
There is no doubt about it—
school will soon be out. For stucl-
euts and faculty alike that
glorious thought, since months of
hard work justify a time for rest
and recreation. (Think of the
ti-ag-edy of a twelve months term.)
Yet the tilling out of many teach
ers’ application blanks, discussion
f)f plans for the summer, and
general thought of change bring
also a strange feeling of regret
because life here together must bfe
ended in a little while, and in its
next beginning, be never quite the
It is friends that we will miss
and associations w'hieh now seem
to be quite the usual thing. This
cannot be avoided, and we would
not spoil the joys of the closing
weeks with longing for the impos
sible, but, if we use the present
hours, there need be no vain re
grets for things we might have
done w'hile we were together. Now
is the time to make our friendships
really alive and vital, so that they
will remain with us as enduring
Entertainments and festivities of
all sorts have ahvays been in or
at this season of the school j-
There will be numerous opportuni
ties for evei’yone to be with large
cross-sections of the student body.
Why talk to the same little group
each time? Think of that girl or
several girls who have long inter
ested you, whom you wish you
“knew better.” Now is perhaps
the last chance for really getting
to know their thoughts and opin
ions which would probably be
stimulating to you. The faculty
member, whose broad vision and
kiiowleclge you have admired
the class rooni, is probably e
more interesting in conversation
if you would stick around long
enough for a good talk.
This entertainment businei
certainly a job, anyway, without
having the bonorees and invited
guests act as if they know only
very small number of those pre
ent. If we must think about make
up work or term papers let’s do it
in private; then at teas and din-
lun- ‘ ‘ let us be gay. ’ ’ Just the idea
of being together should make us
delighted and if we use o
and a little originality for putting
pep into things, everybody ought
to have a “whale of a big time.”
Certainly you will if you are talk
ing to someone you have
really become acquainted with be
fore, and discovering all sorts of
nice things about her.
After all, what’s the use of go
ing out into the big wide open
w'orld if we don’t have the knack
of getting acquainted with it.
lem is a little world in itself; do
you know as much about it as you
could know? People are the most
interesting part of any place. Of
course, you prabaWy know your
roommate—that long suffering
creature would probably appr
ate your leaving her alone long
enough to find out more about the
girl at the other end of the hall.
Getting acquainted with people
means more than knowing thi '
names and home tow'ns. It is
thrilling sort of exploration tliat
leads to the discovery of many
and interesting facts, not only
about the other person but about
ourselves. Let’s make our friend
IP € IE T IR r
And what are you that, missing you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?
And what are you that.
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?
I know a m;
And twenty r
And what are
The one mar
that’s a braver
ou, that you should be
;n my mind?
nen’s ways are witless ways
As any sage will tell—
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well?
e see from the interesting April
Fool exelianges of newspapers that
any untouchable nuts have been
cracked, a number of fair faculty
heads have been mussed up, and
quite a few dirty politicians have
been put off the map in the various
colleges—and all in the name and
spirit of fun. It’s a pity some of
this April Fool satire couldn’t ex
tend to national politics.
Spring is surely here! Tlie an
nual student graduating recitals have
FIRE AND ICE
Some say the world will end in firi
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
on, I lie at heaven’s high
r the stars that murmur as the'
lattice window far
Wliereof I know.
I have forgotten you long, long ago
Like the sweet silver singing of thii
r music fading faint and
I lie at heaven’s high
—John Hall JVheelock.
We are two eagles
Under the heavens.
Over the mountains,
Stretched on the wind.
Sunlight heartens us,
Blind snow baffles us,
Clouds wheel after us
Ravelled and thinned.
We are like eagles.
But wlien Death harries us,
Human and humbled
When one of us goes,
Let the other follow.
Let the flight be ended.
Let the fire blacken,
Let the book close.
If sullen winter were your mood.
How easy it would be
To make an ulster of my pride
And put off organdie.
But so inconstant is your mood
That sometimes thrice a day,
muffled for December gales
Who should be smocked for May.
—Margaret Emerson Bailey.
HOME ECONOMICS CLUB
MEETS IN PRACTICE
Who loved yi
children whose problems she aid-
’ ■ n solving, thus illustrating the
different phases of home relation
Too often sympathy and under
standing does not exist between
he parents, the teachcr, and the
child. This lack hinders the child
ri his adjustment and growth.
Teaching is the greatest career
n earth, next to being a mother,
if you enjoy it; for, by the teach
er’s attitude toward the child, his
understanding of children, and his
aid in influencing the right home
relationships between the parents
and the child, he aids in moldinj
the life of children.”
“In the Realms of Gold”
Charming reminiscences of visits, talks, and letters to Richard
Wagner, Karl Klindworth, Cosima Wagner, Luise Von Bulow, Carl
Bechstcin! Letters of Hans Bulow really reveal the author in a
humorous and frank intimacy with the famous Liszt-Wagner circle.
But, of course there are letters to more people than those”mentioned
above. In each letter Bulow unconsciously gives his own delight
ful personality full of passing moods and spontaneous humor. Nor
does the author fail to interpret the lives of his correspondents.
Ibis he aeccmplishcs through a deep understanding of a musician’s
soul, not unlike his own. If you know nothing about musical his
tory of the interesting period of Wagner and his contemporaries,
won^t you let Bulow s complete and informing footnotes enlighten
Wouldn t you just love to go to Monte Carlo and sit casually
in the drawing room of Hotel Splendidc? Of course you would,
but since term papers and French reviews have just been announced,
you know that such a trip is impossible at the present. Why not
be contented with going with Lady Frederick a creation of W. S.
Maugham’s? This three-act comedy has its setting in Monte Carlo.
However, let me warn you, be prepared for a climax delayed until
the very last act:—a climax wliich shows how Lady Frederick, loved
passionately by the youthful Marquess de Mereston, attempts and
succeeds in disillusioning the Marquess. The last act of Lady
Frederick is taken up mainly with this “disillusioning” scene.
x\re you interested in going back into a medieval world?
Make your reservations then to go with Sigfrid Undset in Son
Avenger, the completing novel of Undset’s tetralogy, “The Master
of Hestoiken.” Son Avenger deals with the psychological warfare
waged between its characters, and rounds out the theme that venge
ance belongs only to God.
Sigfrid Undset does not fail to weave into an interesting story
a historical significance. The plot deals with the master of Hest
oiken, bis daughter and adopted son. Son Avenger is certainly a
fitting book to climax such a dramatic, tragic tetralogy as The
Master of Hestoiken.
Letters of Hans Bulow Hans Bulow
Lady Frederick \v. S. Maugham
Son Avenger Sigfrid Undset
ON HAVING RED HAIR
O, immortal gods, what fate hast
thou pronounced upon me and what
doom awaits me in the future? Must
I endure this curse forever? Shall I
always hear the common herd cry,
Five cents a
Wilt thou never put an end to
their vulgar rabble! Is it not 'jnough
that I am cast here as a lowly Fresh
man—must I also be known as “Mo
lasses,” “Carrot top,” and “Tom
O Fates, thou hast committed a mon
strous wrong in giving me this fiery
mane. Thou hast made me, of all
the girls at Salem, most conspicuous
by my tresses! How can I ever re
main here four long years. Yea, even
once a fair youth mistook me for a
traffic signal and stopped when he
should have hastened on his way.
Shades of embarrassment overtake
me everywhere; hence, I dread and
abominate the public eye.
There seems to be only one way
out, o gods, and I shall hasten to
accept it. I shall “earpe diem” and
change the color of my flaming locks,
for oft have I lieard that it is sweet
and seemly to dye for one’s coun-
ELECTION DAY RETURNS
Volley Ball—Grace Polock.
Cheer Leader—Marion Hadley.
Assistant Cheer Leader — Mary
Fire Chief—Katherine Lasater
I. R. S.;
President — Mary Catherine
Vice-President — Mary Lillian
Mary Louise Mickey — Editor-in-
Sights and Insights:
Note:—The members of the staffs
of the two publications are appointed
the respective Editors-in-Chief
will be announced at a later date.
HISTORY CLUB MEMBERS
FAVOR N. D. BAKER
Miss Corinne Jones talked on Gov
ernor Ritchie’s possibilities.
After the discussion of Smith,
Miss Ferguson presented Roosevelt,
a rival of Smith, for their “own home
town. ’ Although Roosevelt seeming
ly cannot get the support of his home
town he seems to be the ideal of the
South and West. Roosevelt, who
has reached fame in public life in
spite of his physical handicap, has a
big chance in traveling successfully
up the road to the White House.
The club members immediately
began to think Murray was the man
for them when Miss P. Holderson
showed them how Murray, big, ro
bust man from the west, has deter
mined not to be beat in his undertak
ing. His same forceful and plain
manner will accompan}' him in bis
campaign for presidency.
Miss Sara Lindsay told the club
about Norman Thomas, the Social
ists man. Miss Linsday thinks that
Thomas, although a leader and force-
ould have a mighty hard
time getting the nomination much
less the election.
After these men had been discussed
) possibilities for
lie club vo
the History Club of Salem
College, Baker and Roosevelt have
the best chance of election. Which
That is still to be