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Page Two. THE SALEMITE Thursday, November 9, 1933. A^ISTI Member Southern Inter-Collegiate Press Association Published Weekly by the Student Body of Salem College SUBSCRIPTION PRICE $2.00 a Year :: 10c a Copy EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in^Ghief Susan Calder Assistant Editor Sarah Lindsay Assistant Editor Miriam Stevenson Associate Editors— Mary Penn Gertrude Schwalbe Mary Absher Cortlandt Preston Mary Ollie Biles Kathleen Adkins Martha Binder Elizabeth Jerome Elizabeth Gray Mary E. Reeves Special Reporters— Virginia Garner Cora Emmaline Henderson Sunshine Kirby Eugenia McNew Elizabeth Torrence Jean Patterson Martha Moore Sara Ingram BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager Isabel Pollock Advertising Manager....Jane Williams Exchange Manager .. Ruth McConnell Susan Rawlings Margaret Ward Por'othy Courtney Ruth Dickieson Agnes Brown Ann Taylor Circulation Manager..yiartha Schlegel Asst .Cir. Mgr Florence Ledbetter EDITORIAL If you come to Vespers and enjoy the program, this tirade is not meant for you; if you come to Vespers even though you do not enjoy the program it still is not for you. But you are certainly included if you are one of those who would enjoy the program if you would come to Vespers. The service, a half or three quart ers of an hour of quiet restful wor ship is yours—it represents you and a part of your life at Salem. You derive from it what you put into it. The fellowship is sweet, the music rest ful, and the talks and prayers help ful and of much value. Attendance is not compulsory. The matter is left to you—your true self. But think how you would feel if you had planned the program, or spent several hours practicing a song or musical selection, or preparing a talk and then have only a handful of people present to apperciate and enjoy what you have worked on for hours. On Sunday nights there are no pres sing engagements and tasks to keep you from Vespers. Usually, however, there are only a few faithful ones present—several of the Y Cabinet Members (sadly I admit that not all of them—even the officers—come), a few of the Faculty, and a handful of Sophomores, Juniors, and Fresfi- men. At times it seems not even worth while to continue Vespersr Ev en those who are supposed to sing in the choir often are conspicuous by their absence. So I continue—Vespers depends on you—on each person in the school. You derive the benefit and pleasure as you put yourself into the service. ALPHA IOTA PI HAS REGULAR MEETING Alpha Iota Pi met Thursday, Nov ember 2, with Dr. Minnie J. Smith 5t the home of Dr. Wenhold on South Main Street. The main portion of the evening was given over to the initia tion of the new members who are: Margaret Ashburn, Margaret Crist, Eleanor Watkins, Melrose Hendrix,! Eloise Baynes, and Virgijiia Lyons After this interesting and most enter taining feature, anagrams were play ed. Delicious hot chocolate, sand wiches, and cakes were served later in the evening by Dr Smith' and Dr. Wenhold. There was a^psychology Prof. Who at theort^ of students did scoff They say thatVone day Much to his dismay His memory went wandering off. There’s a professor of numbers named Curlee, Who’s politeness was recognized early By a girl in his class (Now in junior class) Whose smile for him since has been pearly. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING OR ROADS OF DESTINY Once upon a time lived there a dam sel called Clarissa Harlowe, a maid expert in the art of holding men, What Every Woman Knows Now Clarissa, although she was a Red-Headed Woman and frequently addressed by the Thirteen Men she dangled from her piece of twine as “The Flirt,’’ was just An Old Fashion^ ed Oirl, an Angel in the House, com pared to her roommate,^ Kristen Lav- randatter. (Clarissa and Kristen, \t must be said, were students at Salem College, an institution just off Main Street in the city of Winston-Salem.) Kristen was a maid just Seventeen, who was so dexterous in the art of breaking heartf along the Royal Road to Romance ,that men were wont to call her a Dangerous Woman, or a Maid and a Million Men. Now it so happened that the true beauty of Clarissa belonged to Tom Jones, The Sheriff’s Son, a Man For the Ages and a half-back on the team of football at Davidson. He was So Big that Clarissa, even in her Silver Slippers which bore the highest of high heels, came not to his shoulder. On the other hand, Kristen, who was loved by Ouy Mannering, a Gentleman from Indiana, and' a student at Chapel Hill, tried for the Moon Out of Reach and wielded her eyes at Clarissa’s Beau Ideal, Tom. at these actions, Clarissa was much alarmed because she knew Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, and she was fearful of Kristen’s yellow curls (which Clarissa knew to be truly brown but made gold by a preparation called Oolden Dawn which thing was bought at Wel fare’s,) an Old Curiosity Shop Just Across the Street and dear to the Little Women at Salem.) But being Her Father’s Daughter and possess ing The Greater Conrage of Silence, when she saw The Valiant Tom slip ping from her grasp and truly falling: for the Fair Maid of Perth, Kristen; she did not address him thus; “Tho My Beloved, Kristen is not a true golden-haired maid. She has Money to Burn and can afford to purchase Oolden Dawn, False Scent, and many other Peacock Feathers to snare thee with; whilst I’ a poor Daughter of the Land from the Farm, must con tent myself with Freckles and simple rainment. She is a woman 'Without Love; Gentleman I Address You Privately, beware;” Clarjssa said not these words, but only thought them'as she spent a Nice Long Evening alone whilst Tom, who had travelled to Winston-Salem, with a Sky Pilot took Kristen to the nnovie About the Murder of a Night Club Lady, and later to the drug store. Although Clarissa spent many Crowded Hours thinking dire thoughts of revenge, she was A Good Woman and could not Stoop to Conquer with underhanded deeds. Upon Kristin’s return she in formed Clarissa that she had received a bid, (which was an expression of slang meaning “invitation”), to the football game at Davidson on the Sat urday approaching. Clarissa be thought herself that her Doomsday had come, and deep in the Blue Ruins of her Dreams of Desire, she retired Behind That Curtain and wept. But Women may Learn that virtue is its own reward for on the Saturday of the game, Ouy Mannering, The Caro- linean from Chapel Hill, came to see Kristen at Salem. Finding that she had gone to Davidson with Tom Jones, and seeing that Clarissa looked like the Hunted Woman, he, possessed of an Understanding Heart, seized Clarissa, put her into his .plane, (for he had won his Wings) and flew to Davidson. Arriving unbeknownst to Kristen and Tom, who were Roughing It in the game, they sat themselves down in the stadium to watch the play. Just as Tom was Crashing Thru, with a Goal to Oo and One Minute to Play for a Touchdown, a Tempest arose and Rain began to pour down. The Swift Waters washed the Oolden Dawn from Kristens hair, (because fearing to ruin her Sabbath Day hat she had removed it) and her locks be came as brown as of yore. Tom, ar riving with Great Expectations for a reward for making a Touchdown, which thing he had just done, ap proached the fair Kristen only to see the Wild Wind washing Streams of Oolden Rain from Kristen’s head. He, seeing her Make-Believe, was wroth SALEM PLAYHOUSE By Annie Secret Willdoo starring BUDDY DOWNS STRANGE INTERLUDE Place: In the warm grass. Time: As frequently as possible. The fair haired hero stood grandly surveying his realm. Beside him, dressed in white cap and apron, sits his body guard. In order to make his stance more firm, Buddy holds one of his body guard’s fingers command- ingly by one hand. With the other he gravely pats the top of his over- All nature hushes suddenly as Bud dy speaks: Buddy: “Ooo! booful bug! See ’um bug, Nursie!” (But take a listen at John Downs as Eugene O’Neil would have him) John Downs: “Gee, isn’t this a grand specimen of bujjdom! I bet it would look good squashed on the back of Sara Cindsay’s neck. Be lieve I’ll save it for future refer ence. (He i)uts it on top of nurse’s head in order to ^ave it.) Susan Calder passes by and coyly chucks Buddy under the chin. Buddy: “Leave ’um ’lone, Suzie!” John Do'wns, a la O’Neil: That Suzan Calder! a nice girl, cute too—if she just didn’t chuck me all the time. Some day I’ll just be forced to haul off and sock her one.” Susie: “Where do I live, Johnnie? Don’t you know where I live?” John D., a la O’Neil: “Aw, that’s easy! You live in Louisa Bitting Building, of course, where all my other senior slaves live, but what’s the use asking me? You ought to know if anybody Buddy Downs only points lazily at Senior bu>Uding and goos happijly, showing no outward signs of the ad vanced processes going on under his blond hair and pink forehead. Frances Adams pauses a minute on her way to class to admire the hero. Frances A: “Honey, what’s my name? Don’t you remember me?” John Downs, a la O’Neil: “Oh, here’s that girl I was introduced to yester day. Let me see! What in the world is her name? My reputation will hg ruined if I don’t remember it. Buddy D. gurgles and coos—reaches his hand up toward hers. John D., a la . . . .: That’ll stall her off for a minute so I can think. Frances A. (delightedly): “Oh! He wants to shake hands.” Dot Moore: “Come on Frances, hur ry!” John D., a la O’Neil: “Saved, by gol ly ! Thanks a lot. Dot, ole pal.” Buddy: “Ooo name Fwancis,” chuck les proudly. Frances goes on her wajf rejoicing. The hero continues his surveying process. Outwardly he is only a chubby little boy. Inwardly, and ac cordingly to O’Neil, he is an imperious victorious, tow-headed lady killer, complete conquerer of the whole pop ulation of Salem College. Of late his popularity has grown to such dimen sions that he has been forced to turn over the greater part of his fan mail to Martha Neal who works night and day reading it to, and answering it for him. And, if the truth were known, this menial task would be co'n- sidered quite a privilege and an honor even for the author, Annie S. Willdoo. at heart, anS since Love Changes, be stowed his heart again upon Clarissa. But she had'found the Trail of Com- flict too much, and spurned him for Ouy Mannering, who. The Witness of Kristen’s false Burning Beauty had decided to sow no more Wild Grapes but to love Clarissa forever. So vir tue triumphed, Kristen wended her way to Salem along the Trail of the Lonesome Pine and Clarissa stayed for the dances, proving that Alls Well That Ends Well. Ancient European Libraries Did you know that in Europe, be fore the days of printing, books were chained to shelves or desks in libraries and churches to prevent stealing, and also to prevent one’s gaining an un fair advantage over another by secur ing the loan of a book from a soft hearted librarian? The libraries of the English Uni versities were chained until the latter part of the eighteenth century, when, on account of the inconvenience in using them, the chains were removed. It is recorded that at King’s College a man was paid one poufid seven shil lings, in 1777, for nine days’ labor in taking fetters off the college books. According to The Antiquarian there are, however, a few chained libraries still remaining in England. The larg est of these is at the Cathedral Church of Hereford, and is the one genuine survival of an old monastic library. It consists of about two thousand volumes, of which fifteen hundred are ARMISTICE Place: A small town. Tinme: November 11, 1918. Drums were beating, bugles were blasting, and flags were waving, for it was November 11, 1918, the day when suddenly the whole world was stirred and rejoicing. News had just come of the signing of Armistice, which meant the end of ;"the Great War, the war that had effected the entire world, that had caused sorrow and death to millions, and everyone was on the streets celebrating the end of months of anxiety, sorrow, and tra gedy. The streets were thronged with people who were shouting, singing, and making as much noise as possible. Across the sea, upon receiving news of Armistie, the long battle line that had roared night and day with fight ing suddenly became quiet. Soldiers left the trenches and cut capers where, had they been a few h9urs before, would have meant sure death. One writer compares this sudden change to the death of a human body after a long fight against disease; “No more heavy breathing that sounded through the house, or the coming and going of the attendants, or the hushed expectancy; it its stead the strange quiet of absolute rest.” That was how the days of peace that followed Arm istice seemed to “a world that had given more than four years to the sole business of watching, serving, praying and dying for the war in France.” It is reported that Hindenburg said that the end of the war was caus ed by the breaking down of the home Front. This was only the view of a military man. The people, however, had been tried almost beyond endur ance, and had sacrificed about every thing that the war leaders had ri^t to deipand. The war really ended it self, or fought itself to a finish. Germany started negotiations of peace October 6, 1918, but Armistice was not signed until November 11, 1918, of the same year. This date has become a world-wide anniversary. Itis a custom throughout the British Empire to have two minutes silence on this day in respect for those who died for the cause of their country. MONDAY MORNING NOVEMBER 11, 1918 War is ended. Armistice terms are signed. Hostilities,cease at six o’clock this morning by Washington time; Germany’s surrender is complete. The war will end at six o’clock Wash- ingtoji titae, but eleven o’clock, Paris time. The Armistice was signed at five A. M., but its terms will be made public later. There was no information as to the circumstances under which the armi stice was -sigijed, but since the Ger man courier did not reach German military headquarters until ten o’clock this morning, French time, it was generally assumed here that the Ger man envoys within the French lines had been instructed by wireless to sign the terms. The former emperor and his son Frederick William, crossed the fron tier Sunday morning according to ad vices from The Hfigue. The former German Emperor’s'party, which is be lieved to include Field Marshall Von Hindenburg, arrived at Eysden on the Dutch frontier at seven thirty o’clock’ Sunday morning. Practically the whole German general staff accom panied the former emperor and ten automobiles carried the party. The automobiles were bristling with rifles . and all the fugitives were armed. The er-Kaiser was in uniform. Little is known about the situation in Germany in its new adventure. Revolution is* rapidly spreading and its object is to sever completely poli tical ties which still bind the nation with its past. FrederiQk Ebert, the chancellor of this new government, claims that the new government will be the government of the people, and that its endeavor must be to bring people peace as quickly as possible and to confirm liberty which it has gained. After more ;than four years of struggling, the rights of mankind are served. The German niilitaristic classes—arrogant beyond expression —are in defeat. Germanic kings and potentates no longer hold their sway, and the Armistice takes from Ger many the power to renew war. chained. Each chain is from three to four feet long, according to its position, so that every volume can be placed on the reading desk. In the center of these chains are swivels, which are useful in preventing their entangle- " Selected BOOK REVIEWS “THE BIRD OF DAWNING” By John Masefield The Macmillan Company “The Bird of Dawning” is a book that only John Masefield could write. It is of action, of man and his con quest of the sea, and wide imagination. It goes back to the days of/ clipper ships and their races against steam boats. The first part of the book deals with a clipper the Blackguantlet. The rest is concerning the rival boat, “The Bird of Dawning.” The central figure is Cruiser Trewsbury, one of the sail or. The story is based on facts, but the details are all imaginative. The thrilling action along with beautiful description makes this one of John Masefield’s best books. iNEW LIGHT ON LONGFELLOW” By James Hatfield Houghton Mifflin Company “New Light on Longfellow” is a book that will interest any lover of biography or of American literature. Longfellow was born in Portland Me. and received his education at Bow- doin College. He then studied in France and Germany. This book deals particularly with his life in Germany and his love for German poetry. Long fellow is shown in this book not only to be a great poet but a fine Ameri can citizen, whose aims were to intro duce a »nore civilized and refined life to the American people. Dr. Wingate Johnson will speak to students oft: psychology on Thursday night at 7:00 in the recreation room of the L(jtiisa Wilson Bitting Building. His subject will be “Endocrine Glands”. After the talk there will be a short meeting of the girls who are interested in joining the psychology STUDENTS’ GUIDE TO GOOD READING For the next several issues, the Sal- emite will publish portions of a list of books prepared by Atwood H. Townsend, Ph.D. of New York Uni versity. This list i9 offered as a . guide for your own reading and as a suggestion for books for your own per sonal library. The publishing houses may be had on request. The Romantic Poets Barrington, E.—Glorious Apollo Browning, Robert—Poems Burns, Robert—Poems Byron, Lord—Pbems Coleridge, Samuel Taylor—Poems English Verse, Vtfl. Ill, Dryden to Wordsworth Vol IV, Scott /to E. B. Browning Fitzgerald, Edward — Rubaiyat of Omar Khayam Goethe, Johann Wolfgang—Faust Keats, John—Poems : Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth— Poems Poe, Edgar Allen —Poems Shelley, Percy Bysshe—Poems Wordsworth, William— Selected Tennyson, Alfred—Poems Modern Drama The works of Galsworthy and Shaw are not available in reprint editions and are therefore not available. Chekov, Anton—The Sea Gull Gilbert, W. C.—The Mikado Ibsen, Henrik-^Selected Plays O’Neill, Eugene—The Emperor Jones Seven Plays of the Sea Rostand, Edmund—Cyrano de Ber- (No other modern play approaches this masterpiece of romantic drama.) Schnitzler, Arthur—Anatol Wilde, Oscar—Plays DEAN VARDELL TO CONCLUDE SERIES OF LECTURES Thursday afternoon at four o’clock, in Memorial Hall, Dean Vardell will conclude his series of illustrated lec tures on “The Ring of the Nibelun- gen”. The last opera of the series is “Die Gotterdammerung”.
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