North Carolina Newspapers

    Saturday, April 9, 1932.
Page Three.
During the past few weeks Dr.
and Mrs. Rondthaler liave had the
Juniors, both boarders and day stu
dents, as their guests for dinner.
These dinners have been most enjoy
able for the Juniors, and, we trust,
for Dr. and Mrs. Rondthaler.
It is delightful to dress up in one’s
best, go to some one’s home—espec
ially when the some ones a
and Mrs. Rondthaler—have
lieious dinner served in style by a
butler in starched, white coat, and
have lots of jolly conversation be
sides. Dr.Ilondthaler seems to have
no limit to liis stories, (you would be
surprised, and maybe shocked,
some he tells on himself), and Mrs.
Rondthaler is all that a friendly,
charming hostess could be. As for
tlie Juniors, they have a delightful
feeling of superiority, and recall
with amusement the time that they,
as poor, timid, green young Fresh
men, were dinner guests of the
Rondthalers. Dr. and Mrs. Rond
thaler, in a most subtle, engaging
manner, make them feel as if they
are landmarks and that the school
truly could not get along without
them. After dinner there
to be some amusing and interesting
books to look at and more entertain
ing conversation. Just one more
thing—and this is a secret among
the Juniors—woe be unto you if Dr.
Rondthaler brings out the old fam
ily pictures! He himself told us
that when all otlier means of enter
tainment proved absolutely futile,
out came the pictures as the last
On Saturday night a number of
the faculty and students will attend
the wedding of Miss Cam Boren
(’29), which will take place at sev
en-thirty o’clock in Greensboro.
Among the guests present will be
Dr. and Mrs. Rondthaler, Miss Rig-
gan, Miss McAnally and Mr. Camp
bell. Elizabeth Leake also plans to
attend the nuptials.
Bebe Hyde will spend the week
end with her sister in High Point.
Virginia Tomlinson is visiting
Mrs. Carswell in Winston-Salem this
Grace Brown is visiting her a
in Greensboro on Sunday.
Rosalie Smith and Tommye Frye
arc in Pilot Mountain for the week
end, visiting in Tommye’s home.
Emily Moore plans to spend Sun
day at G. C. with Miss Julia
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haps the most delightful of all. The
dramatic scope of her voice showed
up well in “Aria-Addio” from “La
Boheme” by Puccini. Other i
bers of this group were; “A Lovely
Maiden Roaming” by Branscombe;
“Over the Steppe” by Gretchaninoff,
a mysterious love song; and “Five
Eyes,” a musical cat-tale by Gibbs.
She closed with “Villanelle” by del
Acqua, a song that abounded in
denzas which she, unaccompanied,
sang very artistically.
The concert came to a brilliant
climax when Miss Willis, accompan
ied b}’ Mr. Vardell at the organ,
])layed the Allegro movement of
Beethoven’s “Concerto in C minor
op. 37.” Miss Willis played several
long solo passages, and throughout
the composition, as in the entire pro
gram, her technical capabilities and
lier fine musicianship were evident.
The ushers for the evening were
Misses Mary B. Williams, Wanna
Mary Huggins, Elizabeth McClaugh-
erty, Tommye Frye, and Rosalie
The guests of the college were
most appreciative of the privilege of
visiting in the dormitories. The fol
lowing were guests of the College:
Manchester, N. C.—Mrs. Murchi
son Fairley.
Fayetteville, N. C.—Mi
Asheville, N. C. — Miss Starr
Baltimore, Md. — Miss Mary
Baltimore—Dr. H. C. Davis, Mi
Carroll Davis.
Kinston — Mrs. Marian Gallup,
Mrs. Annie I'ulton.
Charlotte — Mrs. F. C. Roberts,
Miss Margaret Roberts, Miss Emma
Meredith College, Raleigh, N. C.
—Miss Lena Barber, Miss Catherine
Allen, Miss Lattie Rhodes.
N. C. C. W., Greensboro, N. C.
Miss Myra H. Butler, Miss Lottie
Duncan, Miss Verna Wilborns, Miss
Frances Stubbs, Miss Agnes Cox,
Miss Emily Davis.
Lenoir, N. C.—Mrs. W. G. Hay
maker, Mrs. E. G. Haymaker,
Charles Haymaker, Martha Hay
Selma, N. C.—Mrs. G. F. Brietz,
Miss Miriam Brietz, Mrs. W. T.
:tol, Tenn.—Misses Elinor An
drews, Blanche McClelland, Emily
Rogers, Nita Bumgardner, Margaret
Glessner and Ruth Masengill.
Charlotte, N. C.—Miss Ida Moore.
^ Massachusetts—Miss Lydia Dodge
Georgia—Miss Virginia McLaws.
Berkely, California—Miss Flor-
ice H. Robinson.
Sweet Briar, Va.—Miss Miriam
Newark, Delaware—Miss Louise
Berlin, New Hampshire — Mrs.
H. L. Dyer.
Southern Pines, N. C. — Miss
Madge Roekley.
Pilot Mt., N. C.—Mrs. R. A. Frye.
Davidson College — Miss Bonnie
K. Shelton, Miss Johnsie Shelton.
Savannah, Ga. — Mrs. I.
Wilmington, N. C.—Mrs. E. ]
Kenly, Mrs. Nellie Rose, Miss Edna
Baltimore,' Md.—Miss Elizabeth
Sherwood, Miss Marie Mattingly.
Durham, N. C.—Miss Mildred
Kansas City, Mo.—Miss Florence
Asheville, N. C.—Mrs. M. F. Mal
loy, Mrs. C. M. Platt.
Taylorsville, N. C.—Mrs. H. Cole
man Payne.
Enfield, N. C.—Miss Irene Pitts.
Montgomery, Ala. — Miss Mary
Mullen, Miss Evelyn Matthews.
Birmingham, Ala. — Miss Annie
Tuscaloosa, Ala.—Mrs. T. J. Max
Southern Pines, N. C.—Miss Doris
Eddy, Miss Florence Kane, Miss
Virginia Kane, Mrs. Howard Butler.
Glen Ridge, N. J.—Miss Mary G.
Lombard. Miss Julia E. Lombard.
Newark, N. J. — Miss Clara I.
Bloomfield, N. J. — Miss Anna
r the
“Ting-a-ling! Ting-a-ling-a-ling!”
The Louisa Bitting Building tele-
plione peeled forth its insistent re
quest to be answered. Silence. Three
floors full of girls waited expectant
ly, each girl visualizing the face of
her “One-and-Only” and hoping and
praying that she might hear His
Voice in a second or two.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz !” The house-
phone rang, and before it had a
chance to ring again. Third Floor,
almost in its entirety, dashed toward
it in a mad scramble. Bets, a large
girl, won out in the maneuvering
contest; “Third floor . . . okay.
Thank you. Miss Green
popular young lady.”
There was many a “Gangway,”
‘Give place to Madame Qi
‘All hail to the Powerful One” and
much bowing and scraping as blonde
Liz Green made her triumphant way
to the third floor telephone.
Hello. Oh, how’ve you been.
Bob.? Fine, thanks . . . congratula-
beating Georgia last week
end. They said you played a great
Yeah. Oh, tonight? Sorry,
Bob, I’d love to, but I’ve already
planned something. You guessed
right. Alee is coming. Sorry. Call
2 again sometime. Bye.”
Tlie receiver clicked on its hook,
and the attractive recipient of the
'phone call walked in stately man
ner down the narrow hallway, bow
ing graciously to those less fortunate
ones lined along the walls. “Dear
me,” Liz said in mock condescen
sion, “it’s too bad you girls aren’t
Before Liz could reach her room,
a tall slender Junior ran down the
liall and accosted her at her doorway.
“Hi there, Liz. Guess what’s just
happened. The funniest thing ever.
I want to tell you all about it. You
know, Johnnie called me an
“Oh, do come in,” Liz reluctantly
invited, making a grimace at the oth
er girls who were giving Carolyn the
“silent razberries.” And so she did.
“We might as well go inside and
listen to her blah as stay out here ii
the hall and hear her broadcast it
through tlie door,” Pat remarked,
leading the third floor “gang” into
The girls grouped themselves
around the cozy room, some reclining
on the downy sofa, some sitting on
Carolina and Davidson pillows, and
squatting Indian fashion on the
’ parley-
and the tree were planted
I.ouisa Bitting Building—close
the place where the seniors spend
their last year at Salem, and where
their last and perhaps fondest
•ies of the school linger.
Tree Planting which has become
traditional event at Salem College
one of the most touching cere
monies of the year,—far-reaching in
traditional feeling; full of sym
bolic meaning in the deep seeking
1 and the spreading branches of
;ree, in the affectionate clinging
of the ivy; impressive in the sim
plicity of the ceremony which for
J has an inimitable charm and
lexpressable majesty; unfailing
s bringing of memories of the he had asked somebody else before
past and aspirations of the future. I me. And in the second place, no boy
“Well, commencez-T
ed Ann to Carolyn.
“Ha, ha, it’s the funniest thing.
You’ll die laughing. The expression
on her face !!!” burbled Carolyn.
“Whose face?” questioned Pat in
a threateningly patient tone.
“Little Janie Allen’s, of course
Ha, ha, ha. It’s too good to keep.
You know, Jane is just cu-razy about
Johnnie. Well, Johnnie called me
up to-night and wanted me to have
date with him. I didn’t give him
le, though, ’cause I already had
e with Pete, and besides, J. D. and
Carl and Jim had called me for dates
tonight, too.
‘Well, Janie’s room is right next
to the telephone and I hnow she
heard me refuse Johnnie a date.
Anyway, he called her in about two
seconds and asked her for a date to-
ight. Just to be sure that she knew
he asked me first, I called J
away from the ’phone and told her
that he’d asked me first. And do
lu know that that little fool look
ed at me with her face just as white
s Miss Lawrence’s bedspread, and
ith her eyes burning and said
word. She turned right around
and told Johnnie that she would be
tickled to death to give him a date.
“Now, have you ever heard of
such a thing? And did I laugh,
told her again when she left the
’phone booth that she was second
;, and do you know she said,
‘Pardon me, please. Busy,’ and
walked right by me. The fool, she
get out of school for her
date ’cause she’s an underclassman.
She gave him a date and she was
second choice.
You know, I never would be sec
ond choice. In the first place I
wouldn’t give a boy a date if I knew
would ask me after he had asked
some other girl. They have t
much respect for me. No, I’m r
joking (as she saw Pat openly ‘gi
her the razzberries.’). They really
do have too much respect for
do that. They know I would be
'humiliated to death. Not a boy I
know would do me that way.
“Now, Bill yesterday asked
for a date Sunday night week. How
’bout that for power? And I have
my two nights out for next week al-
•eady dated up. Jim told me that
As Carolyn raved on, Pat, Liz,
and the others listened with smirks
on their faces to the prattle of this
girl. They were forced to listen, or,
at the least, to be silent, for the beau
tiful Carolyn’s whining tones killed
the other conversation.
The telephone rang; twice in suc
cession the house phone buzzed. Miss
Daisy appeared on the scene calling
“Miss Carolyn Brooks has a tele
phone call. Is she up here?”
Carolyn strutted out to the ’phone
and talked “goo goo” baby talk into
the telephone. Behind her the door
to Liz’s room slammed shut, in
dignant girls raised a furore of pro
test against the dominion of Carolyn
—lier bragging, her many dates, her
humiliation of poor little Janie Allen
an underclassman. There was just
time for a plan of vengeance to be
made by the angry group before
Carolyn once again graced the com
pany with her presence.
“It was Bob.” Many pairs of
eyes met one another instantly, nod
ded understandingly, and removed
themselves. “He’s the cutest thing;
plays tackle for Carolina, you know.
He was marvelous in last Saturday’s
game with Georgia. By the way,
Liz, you used to go with him, didn’t
you? I believe I saw you out with
him last Wednesday night. Too bad;
you’ve lost your power, I guess. But
I always go in for football men, you
know. It’s just my line.”
Many expectant pairs of eyes
turned toward Liz, looking, pleading,
hoping, almost begging for venge-
ice. Silence. Then Liz’s voice:
“Uh—yes, I did use to go with
Bob a good deal. You would have to
cut me out, though, Carolyn. Foot-
are your line, sure enough.
That’s the loveliest outfit you have
on. Did you buy it at Sosnik’s?”
Expectant eyes grew angry, then
disappointed, and finally admiring,
as they centered on Liz’s calm coun
tenance. The moment of vengeance
had passed.
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Marcel 75e Shampoo and Marcel $1.25 Henna Pack .$1.50
Eye Brows and Eyelashes dyed $1.50 Hair Cut 50e
Eugene Permanent Waves $8.00 Ideal Permanent Wave 5.00
Frederics Yita-Tonie Permanent $7.50.
Presented by
The Senior Class
Salem College
o:30 P. M. — Memorial Hall, April I 6, ! 932
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